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102: Invincible

“Aren't you afraid of disheartening the Disciples? The Esteemed Elders will also look down on me.”

“You are so ruthless. If there's anything, we fellow Disciples can discuss it slowly. Slandering me like this now is tantamount to destroying my Dao path.”

Tong Chenyang's eyes were cold, and his expression was grim.

He vehemently denied everything Yao Cheng had said.

Instead, he accused him of vying for power.

“This old man is too lazy to waste any more words on an animal like you. Today, it’s either your death or mine; there can only be one outcome.”

“Esteemed Elders, who among you is still willing to stand with me?”

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of many Elders changed.

Although they had all guessed the truth of what happened back then,

Tong Chenyang was already at the Divine Fire Realm, Seventh Heaven, with astonishing combat power. How could these people, who only knew Alchemy, be a match for him?

Going over to Yao Cheng's side would likely just mean throwing their lives away for nothing.

For a time, the many Elders looked at each other, and not a single person moved.

The phrase “people leave, tea grows cold” and the changing nature of human relationships were displayed vividly at this moment.

In the end, only those three Elders stepped forward fearlessly.

Their faces even showed a determination to die, utterly fearless.

“Good, very good.”

Yao Cheng let out a self-deprecating laugh upon seeing this scene.

In truth, he wasn't particularly surprised.

This outcome had long been anticipated, but when it actually happened, he still couldn't help but feel a little pained.

Once fellow Disciples, now... never mind.

Yao Cheng sighed deeply and looked at Wang Dong beside him.

“Clan Leader Wang, please...”

Wang Dong waved his hand and smiled faintly.

“Elder Yao, no need to say more. Just watch my nephew from the side; I'll be back shortly.”

After speaking, Wang Dong looked at the three Elders.

He then gestured towards Yao Cheng's direction.

“You all come over here too. I'll handle the rest.”

Upon hearing this, the several people showed signs of hesitation, but also a hint of worry.

They wondered if this person from the Alchemist Sect Master was truly that powerful?

However, at this moment, they had no other choice.

Whoosh!

A sonic boom suddenly resounded in the air.

Wang Dong took a step forward, charging towards the dozens of people opposite him.

“Hahaha! Yao Cheng! Have you gone mad over the years? You dare send a junior to his death.”

“Men, kill him.”

Tong Chenyang snorted disdainfully.

Behind him, an Elder at the Divine Fire Realm, Third Heaven, immediately stepped out.

He moved towards Wang Dong's direction.

He raised his hand and unleashed a “Heart-Drilling Palm.” Within his palm, intricate lines crisscrossed, emitting boundless radiance.

It was like the Hand of the Heavens.

The momentum was immense.

However, Wang Dong remained unfazed.

Facing such a thunderous attack, he merely calmly activated the Qi and blood throughout his body.

Then, he stomped fiercely!

With a deafening roar,

invisible, terrifying Qi waves surged in the Void Realm.

This Elder was instantly stomped to death.

His body exploded into a bloody mist.

“What? Died with one stomp?”

Everyone who witnessed this scene immediately widened their eyes.

This was no ordinary Cultivator, but a Divine Fire Realm expert!

In other clans, they would be revered figures capable of asserting dominance.

Yet, he died with a single stomp?

Everyone screamed in shock.

“What? Instantly killed by a powerful being in the Dharma Aspect Realm?”

“His combat power transcends ancient and modern times, like an ancient Vicious Beast. Who exactly is this person?”

“This is unbelievable.”

They were Alchemists, and they admitted their combat power was a bit weaker.

But it shouldn't be so weak to this extent.

To be instantly killed across a major Realm by someone in the Dharma Aspect Realm.

Tong Chenyang's expression immediately changed upon seeing this scene.

He quickly realized that this person was likely Yao Cheng's trump card.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to return for revenge!

Without any hesitation, Tong Chenyang was decisive.

He immediately roared loudly.

“Everyone, attack with full force! Surround and kill him with me!”

“Yes!”

At this moment, the remaining Elders also noticed Wang Dong's abnormality.

They all unleashed their Qi, and together with Tong Chenyang, they attacked Wang Dong.

The sky was almost dyed, and roaring sounds emanated from the air.

Divine light shone everywhere, dazzling and brilliant.

Ice blade Magic Treasures crisscrossed, covering the sky and enveloping him.

The clang of metal was incessant.

Wang Dong, however, remained expressionless, his demeanor cold.

His entire body's Qi and blood boiled, like the True Dragon's blood-light permeating the heavens and earth.

Within his body, the True Dragon's voice murmured, its immense Qi and blood causing the heavens and earth to crack.

In his glabella, a golden figure formed mysterious Spells.

The True Dragon Art reached its pinnacle!

Fists like raindrops, carrying the True Dragon's method, rained down furiously.

Boom! Boom!

The Venerables who had just witnessed Wang Dong's terrifying power were almost all somewhat prepared.

As soon as they saw Wang Dong disappear, they immediately retreated rapidly.

But not everyone could react to Wang Dong's attacks.

In the blink of an eye, one person was directly shattered, their blood Qi permeating the heavens and earth.

Spiritual Qi fluctuated violently in the surroundings.

Another Venerable had fallen!

This was the phenomenon caused by Spiritual Qi returning to the heavens and earth.

The hearts of the others were startled.

But it only intensified their desire to kill Wang Dong.

Today's events had clearly divided them into two sides.

They had no retreat.

“Kill! Kill him.”

“No need to hold back, fight to the death!”

“Heaven and Earth Connection, Many-Handed Palm!”

In a flash, countless attacks converged.

Tong Chenyang was not idle at this time either.

In a short period, two Venerables had fallen.

His heart was filled with anger, his face twisted with rage.

The Heavenly God's Divine Fire blazed brilliantly, constantly wielding the Great Dao.

The sky was dyed a blood-red.

Heavenly Divine Fire descended from the Nine Heavens.

He was an Alchemist; this was the Great Dao of Heavenly Fire.

He was no longer holding back anything.

The other Elders also cooperated, activating the Dao seeds within their bodies, completely sealing off the surrounding heavens and earth.

Boom! Boom!

Wang Dong feared nothing.

He held up the sky with both hands!

A golden Cavern Heaven continuously circulated, emitting a terrifying aura.

It was as if a great sun was eternally unextinguishable, and merely by being there, it could suppress everything.

At this moment,

the wisp of Immortal Qi within Wang Dong's body also began to tremble.

It resonated with the Cavern Heaven, erupting with profound and unfathomable fluctuations.

It almost began to evolve into Chaos.

The True Intent of the Five Elements, mixed with Immortal Qi, directly entered the profound method of Chaos!

At this moment, the Great Dao trembled, and the Void Realm hummed!

Wang Dong's combat power was actually still increasing.

“What kind of strange thing is this? Why is the Dao seed and power within my body actually starting to be suppressed?”

A Venerable said in horror.

That golden Cavern Heaven was not right.

The Dao and methods it evolved were also not right.

It was almost the Venerable of all Daos, seemingly suppressing everything at the end of the Dao.

Nothing could defy it; it suppressed everything.

At the same time,

Wang Dong continued to evolve the True Dragon Art.

Every part of his body erupted with astonishing pressure.

It was almost as if it would crush the heavens and earth.

Boom! Boom!

Divine light filled the sky, and the sound of collisions was incessant.

Terrifying energy exploded in the Void Realm, the sky lost its color, and the flames of war spread.

Venerables were constantly sent flying, then struck with a punch.

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