Chapter 458: Creating a Wonder (Third update, eight thousand words updated today)

"So weak?"

"Looking down on me?"

Yuwen Tianye sneered, raised his hand to cleave the Believer who had rushed to his side, and watched as he turned into a puff of gray smoke and dissipated.

"Hah!"

He had been fighting in this illusion for a long time.

A very, very long time, so long that he had almost forgotten the time, relying only on instinct to fight.

These Believers were not strong; although they possessed power, they did not know how to use it, only rushing up one after another like lunatics, and even hindering each other.

No threat at all.

After the initial brief confusion and fear, once Yuwen Tianye reacted, the subsequent Believers no longer caused him any trouble.

Regardless of whether the opponent was from a Beiming Sect, or a Divine Guard or heaven-gifted talent from the Southern Border.

He was like an old farmer mowing grass, slaughtering in all directions within the Daoist Temple, harvesting them time and time again.

But there was not much joy in Yuwen Tianye's heart, because he had also discovered a problem.

The situation was somewhat wrong; it was not that simple.

When Yuwen Tianye killed one hundred Believers, a faint aura appeared on his body.

An aura identical to those of the Believers.

He was gradually being assimilated by them!

This discovery made Yuwen Tianye cautious, not daring to kill Believers easily, only striking when absolutely necessary.

But even so, the number of Believers was still decreasing rapidly, and the aura on his body was becoming more and more intense.

For a few moments, Yuwen Tianye even felt that he was actually kneeling before the Divine Statue, and the slaughter before his eyes was the illusion.

"No, I cannot let this continue! I must use this move."

"It is just that I truly did not expect to be forced to this point..."

He stopped in his tracks, letting the Believers pounce on his body and tear at his robes, but he remained unmoved.

Yuwen Tianye took a deep breath and concentrated all his spirit into his eyes; gradually, the pupils that were originally pressed together began to merge, and the four pupils were about to transform into overlapping double pupils!

Crack, crack...

Accompanied by the crisp sounds from his body, the aura on him was also constantly rising, and the scene before him was rapidly changing.

Daoist Temple, Heaven Gate, Daoist Temple...

After using the highly taxing Secret Technique, Yuwen Tianye finally saw clearly.

"Break for me!!!"

Accompanied by his roar, the Daoist Temple before his eyes completely disappeared, and he successfully broke through Ren Yidao's illusion!

"Come! Ren Yidao!"

"Fight me!"

"With me... hmm?"

Halfway through his roar, Yuwen Tianye suddenly felt that the surroundings felt wrong.

Turning his head, he saw a scene that was eerily quiet.

Everyone was soundly immersed in dreamland, piled up in heaps, some even tightly hugging each other.

Even after breaking through the illusion, Yuwen Tianye still felt a sense of eeriness at this moment.

He did not understand, but he was greatly shocked.

"This..."

???

"What is this situation!!?"

Yuwen Tianye, deep in the illusion, did not know what had happened, but the people in the Sword Casting Hut saw it clearly.

After that "welcome" from Ren Yidao, everyone in front of the Heaven Gate, except for Yuwen Tianye who was still struggling to hold on, had all closed their eyes and fainted on the ground.

Everyone had been dragged by him into an illusion.

And as the culprit, Ren Yidao only swayed his body at the beginning, appearing somewhat strained, but returned to normal after shaking his head.

He sat on the back of the eight-tailed white fox, smilingly overlooking the entire battlefield, like an old farmer looking at a harvest field, with a face full of honest smiles.

Ren Yidao was happy, but the top brass of the entire Sword Casting Hut were going crazy.

"No! We must stop him! He must not be allowed to mess around!"

It was not just a few people or a few sects there, but nearly a thousand people and dozens of sects, large and small.

Not to mention, there were three hundred Divine Guards, heaven-gifted disciples, and disciples of the Yuwen Family from the Southern Border Divine Dynasty there.

Ren Yidao was an unlearned illiterate who did not know the meaning of the surname Yuwen, but they did!

If all these people were to perish here... then the Sword Casting Hut might as well perish in their hands.

No matter how strong the Sword Casting Hut was, it could not be stronger than the trend of the world, nor could it withstand the retaliation of the Southern Border Divine Dynasty.

Even though the competition was still ongoing, they had to break the rules to stop Ren Yidao.

"Stop him! He must not be allowed to act!"

Fortunately, they had not completely lost their minds; they still remembered that Ren Yidao came from the Divine Path Sect and did not say anything foolish like forcing him to forfeit the competition.

But even so, the top brass of the Sword Casting Hut did not manage to catch up in time.

Because, when they set out, they encountered a roadblock.

"What do you want to do? Are you not holding the Immortal Sect Grand Competition anymore? Do you not want the face of the Beiming Divine Continent? Or, do you take it that I do not exist?"

Li Long, who had been silent while sleeping beside the Imperial Concubine, spoke up and blocked them all.

"All of you, go back. With me here, do you really think the heavens can be turned upside down?"

Those Elders ignored him entirely and intended to force their way through.

They even suspected this was a conspiracy by Li Long.

Otherwise, he would have no reason to come here in person to hold the line!

This dog Emperor must be trying to harm us!

However, because of Li Long's intervention, they missed the prime moment, and Ren Yidao over there had already recovered, sitting on the Baihu Daoshen and walking toward the people of the Beiming Sect.

The scene of flesh and blood flying... did not appear.

He sat on the Baihu Daoshen, leisurely weaving through the "corpses" on the ground, occasionally using a Fox Tail to scratch their noses or the centers of their brows, causing the unconscious people to scratch themselves in an unbearable itch.

He did not take any valuables; he simply strolled around as if inspecting his territory.

He stacked them in piles of ten, then connected them to form a giant pixelated smiley face.

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He even thoughtfully used his Fox Tail to scoop up all the female cultivators and stacked them in a corner on the other side like building blocks.

It was just that he made one small mistake and accidentally stuffed a male disciple of the Purple Shadow Sect into the pile of female cultivators.

After finishing all this, Ren Yidao nodded with satisfaction and let out a sigh of unclear meaning.

"As expected, one must still create wonders!"

Although they were unclear about what Ren Yidao was doing, it was evident he did not intend to bury them all, which made the Sword Casting Pavilion breathe a huge sigh of relief.

It also made one fellow become exceptionally arrogant and burst into laughter.

"I said I was right! Look at you all with your long beards, yet you aren't as steady as a young man, haha!"

Li Long's mockery made the faces of the Elders of the Sword Casting Pavilion turn black, and they angrily flicked their sleeves and left, ignoring this dog Emperor who refused to let a point go.

Yet only Ran Yeting, lying beside him, saw exactly how much sweat was on Li Long's forehead when Ren Yidao was not moving...

Your Majesty, you are actually quite panicked too.

After finishing, Ren Yidao did not even look at the struggling Yuwen Tianye and went straight to the Heaven Gate.

He flew up directly and sat his butt down on the blade of the Heavenly Gate Sword Shadow.

This scene made the people of the Sword Casting Pavilion, who were already somewhat numb, feel even more incredulous.

Ren Yidao's illusion had even pulled the Sword Shadow into it!

And after Ren Yidao patted and played with the Sword Shadow for a long time, Yuwen Tianye finally let out a low roar, looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, successfully breaking through Ren Yidao's illusion.

Ren Yidao noticed Yuwen Tianye, who had broken through his little universe, and sat on the Sword Shadow, smiling:

"Oh, you're awake?"

"I'm awake! Come, fight me! Let me see your methods!"

"Huh? Still at it?"

Ren Yidao curled his lips in disgust, "Why are you so clingy? I've already played with you for so long, and you still want more? No more, no more."

He dropped down from the Sword Shadow, turned his head, and walked straight into the Heaven Gate.

"I'll play with you next time, okay? Next time for sure! I have things to do, so I'm leaving first."

After speaking perfunctorily, Ren Yidao waved his hand casually and strode into the Heaven Gate.

"Wait!!!"

"You cannot leave!"

"This is not the battle I wanted!"

Yuwen Tianye hurriedly chased after him, but was blocked halfway by the Sword Shadow, which had fallen into a rage after waking up.

Boom!

While dodging the Sword Shadow's assault, he roared at Ren Yidao's back:

"You come back here!"

"Next time for sure—"