101: Slapped away

Li Haotian merely smiled faintly. The Hundred Ghosts Sect had dispatched a Saint-level Elder this time, but Li Haotian didn't even put them in his eyes.

An ordinary Saint might not necessarily be his opponent now.

"I heard that the chief disciple of Heavenly Profound Sect's Spirit Gathering Peak is only at Foundation Establishment Stage. Is arranging you next to me because your Sect doesn't value me?"

The Hundred Ghosts Sect Elder seemed to feel he hadn't courted death enough, so he continued to provoke. Immortal Master Xuan Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and was about to explain when he heard Li Haotian's voice.

"You're no different from Foundation Establishment. With just your Cultivation and bringing so many Disciples to my Heavenly Profound Sect, it seems you don't value this grand event at all. Since you were the ones who disrespected us first, how can it be us who are disrespectful?"

Li Haotian directly placed a large 'hat' on his head. The Elder was stunned at first, then his face immediately showed anger. He had no way to refute these words.

The other Heavenly Profound Sect chief disciples were first taken aback, then immediately broke into smiles. Although this guy's Cultivation wasn't much, it had to be said that his mouth was truly sharp, throwing the problem right back.

Immortal Master Xuan Qing also smiled. Just now, he almost started explaining, falling into the trap of self-justification. If he had, he would have been completely played and led by the nose.

"You, a mere Foundation Establishment, dare to speak to my Sect's Elder? Slap his mouth!"

The attendant behind the Hundred Ghosts Sect Elder directly made a move, slapping Li Haotian. He had Nirvana Cultivation, and with that strike, Li Haotian, who was at Foundation Establishment Stage, would surely die.

"How dare you!"

"Attacking in my Heavenly Profound Sect?"

One by one, the chief disciples rose in anger. They didn't even have time to intervene because the distance between the two was too close.

Li Haotian pouted, a disdainful smile on his face, and merely turned around to leisurely strike a palm.

Almost instantly, the world changed dramatically. The surrounding temperature rapidly rose at this moment. The coolness that had just been enjoyed had now turned into a living hell. It was as if they were deep within the magma of a volcanic eruption. Terrifying heatwaves swept in, and the defensive Formation below operated at full power.

Even the group of chief disciples sitting beside Li Haotian had their expressions change drastically. They barely managed to use their Magic Treasures and their own Cultivation to desperately hold on, just barely blocking the residual power emanating from that palm strike.

As for the attendant who took the full force of his palm, he had already turned into charcoal and then into ashes.

The entire venue instantly fell silent, everyone looking at Li Haotian with disbelief.

Especially the expressions of the chief disciples from various Peaks were even more vivid: puzzled, bewildered, shocked, and even delighted.

Qin Tianfeng saw the scene before him and immediately understood that his junior nephew had finally recovered his Meridians and resumed Cultivating!

Even Immortal Master Xuan Qing was baffled by this move. Wasn't this kid always at Foundation Establishment? When did he become so strong?

The power that emanated just now, that palm strike, perhaps not even a Celestial would be able to withstand it.

The Hundred Ghosts Sect Elder's clothes had been instantly vaporized by the high temperature of the flames. Only when he was completely bare did he react, quickly changing into a new Daoist Robe.

"You, you actually dare to kill my Hundred Ghosts Sect's..."

Before Li Haotian could finish speaking, he directly slapped him across the face, sending him flying from his seat.

"Do you have an opinion?"

"You just started babbling and making a fuss. Don't you have any idea of your own strength? If you were a Quasi-Emperor or a Great Emperor Powerhouse, and you cursed me here, I guarantee I wouldn't utter a sound and would even greet you with a smile. You're just a Saint, what are you pretending for!"

Li Haotian's methods were quite strong, showing no mercy. Since the other party was so provocative, why should he save face?

The Hundred Ghosts Sect Elder stabilized himself in mid-air, his entire body flushed with anger. He never expected the other party to be even more arrogant than him, daring to treat him like this!

At this moment, he truly wanted to flick his sleeves and leave with his Disciples, but for their plan, they couldn't leave yet, otherwise the Sect's scheme would fail.

He tried to calm himself down, slowly flew back to his seat, and cupped his fists towards Li Haotian with a bow.

"It was I who was reckless, believing outside rumors. I didn't expect your Cultivation to be so profound."

At this moment, the Elder's cheek was swollen, looking utterly comical. Everyone from the Heavenly Profound Sect felt a sense of vindication, and at the same time, they were all amazed at how formidable Li Haotian's strength was.

Huang Bocheng was sweating profusely on the side, his face a little pale. Li Haotian had slapped a Saint away just like that. He was only at the Peak of Sendai, probably not even a match for that Saint. If Li Haotian wanted to beat him, he could crush him in minutes.

When he had previously bribed Beast Rearing Peak Disciples to lethally ambush his Disciple, he didn't know he was this strong. If Huang Bocheng had known then that this guy's Cultivation had reached such a level, he definitely wouldn't have dared to utter a peep.

Li Haotian didn't continue to bother with this self-destructive fellow. He silently picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, and then began eating the snacks his Disciple brought him.

The atmosphere on the field dropped to freezing point. The Hundred Ghosts Sect Disciples glared fiercely at the Heavenly Profound Sect Disciples beside them, while the instigator, Li Haotian, appeared completely unconcerned, but in his heart, he was pondering why the Hundred Ghosts Sect people hadn't left after such an insult.

Such a situation was undoubtedly a huge blow to their Sect's prestige, yet they could still calmly sit here and prepare to attend the grand event. This situation was truly rare.

Li Haotian simply didn't believe that this guy wasn't up to something malicious.

Soon, the host came out to warm up the atmosphere, and it took a while before the mood was restored to an enthusiastic one, though the Disciples from both sides looked at each other with cruel eyes.

Later on the Arena, it wouldn't just be a competition and sparring; it might even be a life-and-death struggle.

After several rounds of drawing lots, the Disciples with lower Cultivation competed first. Their matches were called exhibition matches. When facing smaller forces, these exhibition Disciples could display their strength and talent, earning the admiration of those smaller forces.

When facing larger forces, these Disciples could provide extreme entertainment. Even Disciples with low Cultivation who came to participate could spot issues with these exhibition Disciples.

One Disciple after another ascended the stage. They sparred with each other, the battle's aftermath not very large. Both sides adhered to the principle of stopping before serious injury, testing each other, and it was clear who was stronger or weaker at a glance.

"Die!"

"Puff!"

A furious roar came, and a Long Spear in someone's hand suddenly thrust out, piercing through the heart of a Heavenly Profound Sect Disciple.

Everyone present frowned. Su Yao recognized this person: her cousin, a profligate son of the Su Family. Now, this guy's Cultivation had actually reached Soul Transformation.

"I am truly sorry. On the Arena, fists and feet have no eyes. I apologize on behalf of our Sect's Disciple."

The Hundred Ghosts Sect Elder's attitude was sincere, his expression calm. Li Haotian said nothing, nodded, and gave Zhang Hai a look.