Chapter 777: September 9th! King Yuan Presses the Battle

In the thirty-sixth year of Yuanlu, it was the ninth day of September, the Double Ninth Festival.

The Ziwu star is in chaos, the Lord is killing it, and there should be a great sacrifice in the world.

Everything is inappropriate.

Since ancient times, the number nine is Yang, and double nine is Double Ninth.

On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, on this day, all Taoist sects hold great sacrifices, collecting loess and dew from the sky to offer sacrifices to God.

Throughout the 100 years of the Qin Dynasty, the ninth day of September this year is destined to go down in history.

The incense is lingering on the Wudao Mountain, just like a canopy covering the sky, perched on the top of the mountain.

The bells are ringing and the cauldrons are boiling, and the weather is stirring, coming from all directions.

Countless strong men gathered together to witness this shocking battle that attracted the attention of the whole world.

As today's protagonists, both Lin Jie and Wang Tong are already famous and known to the world.

Back then, when Lin Jie was young, he sneaked into Longhu Mountain and almost won the highest position, becoming a candidate to take charge of the first sect in the world in the future.

Since then, his battle with Wang Tong has never stopped.

In these years, Lin Jie fought in the north and south, traveled all over the world, and competed with the masters of the six great sects to no avail, and he had already gained a great reputation.

As for Wang Tong, the name alone is enough to prove everything.

He is the strongest descendant of Longhu Mountain and is also regarded as the leader of the Taoist sect in the future.

In the eyes of the outside world, the life-and-death battle between two peerless geniuses can almost be regarded as the beginning of a new era.

The mountains and rivers are old, and it is time for new waves to rise.

Just like when Zhou Xuan was born, Li Zangfeng showed his sharpness.

"Tsk, tsk, there are many sects in the world, but how many are qualified to see this battle?"

Among the crowd, a strong man in the Dragon Gate Realm could not help but sigh, with a proud look on his face.

Only the top powers in the world know about this battle. Ordinary sect families have no idea that today, what can almost be called the strongest confrontation of the younger generation is about to begin.

Even the Dragon Gate Realm expert paid a huge price to obtain this spot from his family to watch the battle.

You know, today's Wudao Mountain has long been blocked by the Four Avenues Gate, and no one can enter or exit at will.

"Being able to see this battle, no matter how much the price is paid, it is worth it." A young man in a floral robe said excitedly.

At the level of Lin Jie Wang Tong, their Taoist and magical powers have almost reached the forefront of all young monks.

Being able to witness such a high-level battle with your own eyes is more useful than ten years of hard training yourself.

Just like the uncle of the young man in the flower robe, he was lucky enough to join the Daoshan Alliance and saw the battles of Zhou Xuan, Li Zangfeng, Hei Di and other strong men. After ten years, he became the strongest member of the family.

Since his father's death, his uncle has taken great care of the mother and son, even treating them like his own son, and gave him this precious spot.

"If you have some enlightenment, you will definitely be able to copy your uncle's invincible path." The man in the colorful robe was full of expectations.

With tears in his eyes, he looked up at the sky. If his father was alive in heaven, he would be very happy.

"This battle has attracted the attention of the whole world. I wonder who can be the king of Wudao Mountain today and leave a name."

"Nine times out of ten, he is Wang Tong. The reputation of Longhu Mountain's No. 1 gate in the world is not for nothing."

"I think Lin Jie has a better chance of winning. This person has no obvious appearance, but he can actually be on the same level as Wang. His backstage is huge."

"Look, the master of Taiyi Sect is here."

Just as everyone was discussing, a burst of shouts attracted all the attention.

Golden light fell, flowers bloomed all over the ground, and a woman walked through the air, followed by many disciples of the Taiyi Sect.

The woman's fairy-like posture was floating in the wind, and her cool brows revealed the majesty of being unruffled.

"Yuan Qiuchan!? Isn't she dead?"

Someone exclaimed, recognizing the origin of the woman.

She is Yuan Zhaotian's sister, and before that, she was the strongest descendant of the Taiyi Sect.

Before the autumn wind moved, the cicada woke up first. Some people said that this woman had already perfected the Taiyi Sect's method of calculating heavenly secrets and could detect the impermanence of life and death.

However, two years ago, there were rumors that Yuan Qiuchan had already died in order to pass the test left by the Tao King and win the supreme opportunity belonging to the Taiyi Sect.

Who would have thought that she would appear on Enlightenment Mountain today.

"Yuan Qiuchan is not dead. It seems that she passed the Dao King Trial!?"

"This woman came here today to suppress Wang Tong's battle!"

"Tsk, tsk, the war hasn't even started yet, but Wang Tong's voice has been strengthened."

Everyone sighed, looking at the woman with awe.

Yuan Qiuchan's strength and reputation are much stronger than Yuan Zhaotian. If nothing else happens, she will be the future headmaster of Taiyi Sect.

Coming to help with such an identity naturally made Wang Tong's momentum even greater.

"Senior sister, the person who killed the original senior brother has not shown up yet."

At this moment, a disciple whispered behind Yuan Qiuchan.

"It doesn't matter, this person will definitely show up. Today is Senior Brother Wang's big day. Don't put the cart before the horse."

Yuan Qiuchan waved her hand, showing the courage to fill the river.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a mighty long river surged in from a very far distance, breaking through the long sky and connecting with the lingering incense.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of fairy music floated, and beautiful figures appeared on the Wudao Mountain like fairies banished to the mortal world. They were all beautiful women.

"The experts from Jiu Miao Temple are here."

Among the Six Great Sects, only Jiu Miao Temple is almost exclusively female.

"Yu Miaozhen! Oh my god, has she walked out of the mountain gate?"

At this moment, someone exclaimed.

Suddenly, eyes came one after another and fell on the leading woman.

She was dressed in a green shirt and wore no makeup, but she could not hide her character's appearance. Her temperament was out of this world, and she exuded a natural aura that was indifferent to the world.

"It's really her. I was lucky enough to see Tianyan when I visited Jiu Miao Temple."

Someone whispered, his eyes filled with enthusiasm.

Yu Miaozhen is the strongest descendant of Jiu Miao Temple and the successor to the future head position.

She has been practicing in the mountains since she was a child and has never stepped outside the mountain gate.

Who would have thought that in today's battle at Wudao Mountain, even she would come down the mountain to cheer for Wang Tong.

"Junior Sister Yu, I didn't expect you to come too."

Yuan Qiuchan bowed in the air.

"Senior Brother Wang has such a prestigious reputation, I dare not not come." Yu Miaozhen returned the courtesy.

Before he could finish his words, a ray of immortal light, like sword energy, broke through the void.

A stern man in black clothes suddenly appeared. He stood there quietly without saying a word, while masters filed out one after another behind him.

"Flying Immortal Palace!?"

Yuan Qiuchichan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

Among the six sects, Feixian Palace is the most mysterious. It rarely interacts with the outside world, and even has little contact with other sects.

"Shangjun Li!?"

At this moment, even Yu Miaozhen couldn't help but look in the direction of Feixian Palace.

She recognized the man in black at a glance.

Li Shangjun, he is the most amazing disciple among the disciples trained by Feixian Palace.

Back then, I visited Jiu Miao Temple with my teacher.

It had only been a few years, but the sunny boy seemed to have changed. He was like an iceberg, standing there, making people shudder.

"Everyone from the four major gates is here."

In the corner, Ming Cangxuan led the disciples of the Black Sky Sect and came to Wudao Mountain early and stood on Wang Tong's side.

Yuan Qiuchan, Yu Miaozhen, Li Shangjun, plus Ming Cangxuan... can almost be regarded as the real leaders of the four great sects in the future.

The four of them gathered at Wudao Mountain to help Wang Tong.

The momentum was unprecedented, and before the war even started, Wang Tong's voice reached an unprecedented height.

The disciples of the four major sects chanted Wang Tong's name like a tsunami.

On the other hand, Lin Jie's side seemed shabby and lonely, and even few spectators were willing to stand on this side.

"Let's make a decision. Wang Tong's influence is too great. The successors of the four major sects have come to help."

"Lin Jie's foundation is too weak. I'm afraid he won't be able to compete with Wang Tong."

"This is the general trend, and it is overwhelming."

Everyone sighed, and even the onlookers who had previously been optimistic about Lin Jie began to waver.

Although the war has not yet begun, the momentum on Wang Tong's side is too great.

Yuan Qiuchan, Yu Miaozhen, Li Shangjun, Ming Cangxuan... any one of these people is dazzling and can be called the protagonist.

But today, they were all willing to become mere foils and cheer for Wang Tong.

Only the strongest descendant of Longhu Mountain is worthy of such a skill.

"Where is Lin Jie? Why don't you show up yet? Are you pretending? Do you still want to show off in front of Senior Brother Wang Tong?"

At this moment, a disciple of the Taiyi Sect shouted coldly, seemingly deliberately, hitting Lin Jie's already sluggish momentum.

"Are you in a hurry to die?"

Suddenly, a heavy and cold sound echoed over Mount Wudao.

The clouds dispersed, and in the void, a young man stepped out of the sky, and a terrifying aura filled the world in an instant.

Rumble…

In an instant, the surrounding void trembled, and cracks spread around.

"Then...that's...Prince Yuan!?"

Everyone exclaimed, and a feeling of shock spread on the Enlightenment Mountain, and everyone's eyes turned to the sky.

If we say that there is anyone else in the world whose prestige is comparable to that of Wang Tong, or even slightly surpasses him.

Then there is only this current King Yuan.

Since the King Yuan Dharma Assembly, Zhou Dao was born, and his sharp edge has never stopped in front of the world.

Even just a few days ago, accurate news came out that the Yuanshi Taoist who was so powerful not long ago was actually transformed by King Yuan.

Such a brilliant record completely explains what it means to be invincible among peers, and what it means to be gold that shines no matter where it is.

"Oh my god, Prince Yuan is here...this horse riding..."

"Nonsense, if you are the strongest among your peers, how come you are less powerful than King Yuan?"

"Prince Yuan is Prince Yuan. As soon as he showed up, the atmosphere changed... The look in the eyes of the four successors..."

Waves of whispers rang out, and many people's eyes became intense and obsessed.

For many young monks, King Yuan is a legend, an insurmountable monument, and the object of their pursuit.

In comparison, although the successors of the Four Great Sects were still dazzling, they were inferior by three points in front of King Yuan.

Sure enough, the eyes of Yuan Qiuchan, Yu Miaozhen, Li Shangjun, and Ming Cangxuan all fell on Zhou Dao.

On an occasion like today, they had to divert their attention to look at the new prince who was said to dominate the world.

"Which bastard made that noise just now?"

Zhou Dao came through the void, his cold eyes sweeping across the four main gates.

Just one look made many strong men shudder, and many disciples retreated, their faces turning extremely pale.

"This evil star..."

Ming Cangxuan's eyes suddenly changed, and his heart trembled again.

Of all the people present, he was the only one who had dealt with Zhou Dao. He knew very well how terrifying this madman was, and once he was tempted, he had no inhibitions.

"It's you!?"

Suddenly, Zhou Dao glanced sideways, looking in the direction of Taiyi Sect, and locked onto a disciple who was carrying a long sword on his back.

Rumble…

The terrifying pressure shook the sky, and the void shook violently, as if it was a disaster, and there was a strange phenomenon of wind and thunder.

"Yuan...King Yuan, what do you want to do?"

The disciple carrying the long sword shouted in shock.

The cultivation of mana realm can be regarded as outstanding among the Taiyi Sect, and it is even rarer in the world.

But now, the look he looked at Zhou Dao was full of fear.

"You can also mention my senior brother's name?" Zhou Dao sneered.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

On Enlightenment Mountain, there was a deathly silence for a while.

"Big... senior brother!? Who was King Yuan talking about just now?"

"Oh my god, Lin Jie is the senior brother of King Yuan? They actually come from the same school?"

"So, Lin Jie is also a disciple of Jianzhu? God...what's going on with this lineage?"

In an instant, Wu Dao Mountain was completely boiling.

Who would have thought that Lin Jie would have such a relationship with Prince Yuan, as they were from the same school.

At this moment, everyone was extremely shocked.

The senior brother of King Yuan actually has no foundation.

Didn’t you see King Yuan come to Wudao Mountain in person to defend his senior brother? ?

Is there anything more impressive than this?

One person crossed Jue Enlightenment Mountain. In comparison, the appearance of the Four Great Dao Sects just now seemed to lack of confidence, so they came in large numbers.

"Prince Yuan, you are being too domineering. Can't you even say anything?"

Yuan Qiuchan's eyes narrowed slightly and she said coldly.

"You are so domineering, don't you accept it?"

Zhou Dao shouted loudly, and the loud sound was like thunder, echoing on the Enlightenment Mountain.

His roar made Yuan Qiuchan freeze on the spot and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Damn, this Taima is really King Yuan. It fits his style so well. He is as domineering and tough as ever."

Someone shouted, clenching his fists with excitement.

In today's world, how many of our peers dare to call the descendants of Taiyi Sect like this?

"Prince Yuan, don't forget, this is Enlightenment Mountain." Yuan Qiuchan sneered.

"If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten that this is Enlightenment Mountain. Can you still be arrogant?"

As he spoke, Zhou Dao took a step forward and walked straight towards Taiyi Sect.

"What do you want to do?" Yuan Qiuchan's face changed slightly and she asked subconsciously.

Rumble…

Zhou Dao stretched out his hand, like a giant net holding up the sky, and actually passed through the void and held the disciple who was carrying the sword in his hand.

"Prince Yuan, how dare you..."

Yuan Qiu Chan's beauty turned pale, and was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.

She never dreamed that Zhou Dao would dare to take action in front of the Four Great Sects.

"I'm going to show you today what it means to be truly domineering."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Dao clenched his big hand suddenly, and suddenly heard a scream.

The disciple carrying the long sword exploded instantly and turned into a bloody mist, filling the sky above Enlightenment Mountain! !