Chapter 543: Chapter 212: Shen Xuzi Requests Battle, Stirring Up Two Great Heavenly Venerates!_1

"Humph! Overturn my plan? Kid, you’re overestimating yourself!"

Among the two, a man stepped forward from the void and coldly laughed at Chen Chang’an.

The two lower realm’s Nine Heavens Mystery Immortals were named Jing Tianzi and Jiemie Taoist. The one speaking was Jiemie Taoist.

In the sky, after Jiemie Taoist’s words, he looked down at the crowd below and spoke without a hint of emotion:

"Everyone, a grudge has its source, a debt has its debtor. We, the Two Ancestors, have only descended to this lower realm to settle our cause and effect with Chen Chang’an."

"We don’t intend to incur unnecessary cause and effect."

"So, unrelated people can leave."

"Remember, I am only giving you a quarter of the time it takes for an incense stick to burn!"

"Those who do not leave when the time exceeds will be deemed as Chen Chang’an’s accomplices, and I will not show mercy!"

Jiemie Daoist’s words were directed at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and the other sects present for the ceremony.

The Immortal Realm is indeed strong, but the Wuxiang realm is not inferior.

The reason the Wuxiang realm does not have powerhouses of the Nine Heavens Mystery Immortal level yet is because its Heavenly Dao Sea has not recovered.

Once the Heavenly Dao Sea recovers, the Wuxiang realm will return to its former peak era, at which point this realm will be on par with the Immortal Realm.

By then, the power these local sects could unleash would not be underestimated.

Therefore, unless unavoidable, these ten sects, they don’t want to offend too severely.

However, they don’t want to offend it doesn’t mean they won’t. If anyone dare to be ungrateful, they can only send them to the west.

"Go!"

Subsequently, the moment he finished speaking, Jiemie Daoist coldly shouted again.

He pointed forward.

Buzzing sound~

Suddenly, a purple-gold light shot into the Heaven and Earth barrier as if cutting bamboo, ripping a hole in the barrier.

The hole wasn’t large, just enough for one person to pass through!

"Time starts now!"

After tearing the hole, Jiemie Daoist’s voice echoed again.

"Venerate, will you really let us go?"

At this point, an old man in the crowd stepped forward and asked Jiemie Daoist.

This was a seven-realm Dao Master from the Ten Thousand Feather Immortal Sect. They came to congratulate the Tianshui Sect mainly to establish connections, but they didn’t expect to encounter this situation.

For them, this was definitely an unprovoked calamity. So when they heard that they could leave, they were all moved.

Jiemie Daoist didn’t answer the Dao Master’s question, but closed his eyes and said: "You have a tenth of an incense stick’s time left."

As soon as he spoke, the situation became clear.

"Thank you, Venerate."

Hearing Jiemie Daoist’s words, the crowd breathed a sigh of relief. They came here to establish good relations and didn’t want to be involved in this cause and effect. Now that they heard they could avoid it, they were naturally relieved.

"Saint Chen, we’re sorry. If Saint Chen resents us, so be it. We’re leaving."

Then, the crowd looked at Chen Chang’an, gave an apologetic bow, and orderly left.

As for all this, Chen Chang’an remained indifferent, and he didn’t take any position.

Of course, he didn’t need to take any position. The Cultivation World has always valued strength and cherished interests, so it’s not strange these people chose to leave.

If the roles were reversed, if Chen Chang’an was in their position, he would also leave immediately.

This is irrelevant cause and effect. Why shoulder it?

Time was passing, and people below quickly left.

In a short time, half an incense stick’s time passed, and except for the disciples of Tianshui Sect and Taiyi Sect, there were no outsiders left on the plaza.

Oh, right, not exactly devoid of outsiders. Liang Renxing from Daqian Dynasty didn’t leave. It seemed that he had sent away the people who came with him and stayed. This was somewhat unexpected to Chen Chang’an.

Chen Chang’an looked at Liang Renxing and asked curiously, "Sir, you’re not leaving?"

To be honest, under these circumstances, Chen Chang’an thought Liang Renxing had no need to linger. Because conventionally speaking, staying here meant death.

Moreover, there seemed to be no reason to support Liang Renxing’s decision to stay.

But then Chen Chang’an understood why Liang Renxing didn’t leave.

Liang Renxing said categorically:

"Little friend Chen, what do you mean by that?"

"This old man’s life was given by little friend Chen. Now, I have lived a few more days compared to before."

"If I don’t repay this great favor from little friend, I’m afraid I will never find peace in this life."

"Little friend, you don’t need to worry about this old man. Although I am not very talented, I still have some combat power. It’s no problem to protect one or two disciples for you."

Liang Renxing’s words were very firm. Chen Chang’an couldn’t help but hear the hint of willingness to embrace death in his words.

It seemed that Liang Renxing knew what would happen if he stayed. He stayed only to die together.

"This?"

Truth be told, Chen Chang’an was somewhat moved at this moment.

He knew he could deal with those two Nine Heavens Mystery Immortals, but Liang Renxing didn’t know that.