Invincible Martial King

Following the sound of miserable cries, the experts of the martial arts around the Lingyuan Pavilion all felt something in their hearts. Visible cracks appeared on the gigantic building in their line of sight, as though it was a porcelain that was about to shatter.    

Not only was the Lingyuan Pavilion the most ancient merchant guild in the city, they were also engraved with countless powerful formations, and even Life And Death Stage experts would find it difficult to behave so atrociously there. Exactly what happened inside that caused such destruction to the entire Lingyuan Pavilion?    

Within the Lingyuan Pavilion.    

The old man in charge of the auction was drenched in sweat, his heart still throbbing with fear as he looked in the direction of the stage. The originally arrogant staggered and fell, his entire body dyed red with blood, like an old wolf who had lost its fangs and claws.    

"Why are you doing this?"    

The old man shook his head and slowly withdrew himself from the auction stage. Following the disappearance of his figure, the surrounding Life And Death Stage experts all slowly retreated as well. Now that the battle had ended, there was no need for them to protect the safety of the group.    

"Are Wind Storm Valley very strong?"    

Su Yuvrann looked at Old Servant who had an unwilling face and chuckled: "How does it compare to the Six Sects? How about compared to Limitless and Ruyi's two palaces? "    

As Su Yuvrann's words fell, everyone present looked at each other, none of them dared to breathe, and even more so, no one had the guts to speak up during this sensitive period. Furthermore, Su Yuvrann was right, even someone as strong as Wind Storm Valley, still weak like an ant in front of Extreme Tao Academic Palace.    

"So what if you have Extreme Tao Academic Palace?"    

"You guys dared to humiliate our Wind Storm Valley today. Could it be that you're not afraid of attracting the fear and hostility of the other transcendent powers?"    

Although Old Servant's face was covered in blood, his eyes were still fixed on Su Yuvrann, filled with unspeakable hatred and unwillingness.    

"Hur hur."    

What responded was Nan Hongyi's snickering.    

"Humiliate?"    

"Do you think you're worthy?"    

Nan Hongyi's smile faded as she spoke with no expression on her face, "Do you know why someone asked you to show up like this?" Because they do not dare to stand in front of our Extreme Tao Academic Palace. "    

"What Junior Sister said is right."    

Su Yuvrann added with a smile, "Even if a hundred years have passed and our Extreme Tao Academic Palace is still at the same level, even if they are both at the same level, how many people would have the guts to actually stand in front of us?"    

Su Yuvrann then turned her gaze to the Sky Room. The room was naturally the room where the man from the Dao Gate was.    

"Everyone, please do not misunderstand."    

"My appearance here today is indeed a coincidence." After a moment of silence, the person from the Dao Gate opened his mouth to clarify again, because the aura had already locked down his room. If he did not show weakness now, he could predict that he would not be able to walk out of the Lingyuan Pavilion safe and sound today.    

Whoosh.    

Seeing that person directly show his weakness, everyone knew that they couldn't say anything at this time. However, they still couldn't help but be shocked and burst into an uproar.    

Before today, there were many people who witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and only now did they realize that even if all their Three Palaces And Six Sects were similar, there was still an extremely obvious gap between each of them. Otherwise, how could that Daoist man be more powerful?    

The Wind Storm Valley Old Servant coughed out blood once again, almost fainting. Lin Jie stared at Su Yuvrann and the others with his disheveled hair, his eyes dark and cold.    

"You should be glad that this is Shouyang City."    

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be as simple as seriously injuring or crippling your cultivation."    

Glancing at the master and his servant, Su Yuvrann turned around and left. Nan Hongyi and the others didn't even look at them before leaving.    

At the Lingyuan Pavilion door, Lu Chen stood there like a javelin. After Su Yuvrann and the others came over, he led them slowly out of the merchant guild.    

"That person …"    

The door of a private room opened, and a tall figure walked out. Looking at the Extreme Tao Academic Palace disciples who had left, his gaze became abnormally deep.    

… ….    

The events that had occurred in the Lingyuan Pavilion were like ripples on a calm lake's surface, and quickly spread to over half of the entire Shouyang City. As the Shouyang Conference was about to begin, although there were many battles going on between the various powers in the city, there had never been such a shocking battle.    

The Wind Storm Valley Young Lord Lin Jie, who was known as the martial arts genius who did not appear in a hundred years, was directly defeated by the Extreme Tao Academic Palace's disciple called Su Yuvrann.    

As for the Old Servant who protected Lin Jie, a powerful existence that was infinitely close to the level of a Major Power Of Life And Death Stage, his entire cultivation was crippled by the combined efforts of the five Extreme Tao Academic Palace disciples!    

When everyone from the Extreme Tao Academic Palace entered the city, they were still faintly questioning whether the Extreme Tao Academic Palace still contained the might it had a hundred years ago. Now, it seemed that just this decisive and overbearing style was not any weaker than it was in the past.    

In the teahouse.    

A man was fiddling with the violet clay teapot in his hand. After a long silence, he asked, "That person is called Su Yuvrann?"    

"That's right."    

"Give three punches and defeat Lin Jie."    

Beside him, the young man from the Dao Gate sat on a chair, recalling everything that had happened in the Lingyuan Pavilion. He laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Even if it was me, I might not be able to beat him in just a few moves. It seems like he is an existence that isn't weaker than me."    

"Extreme Tao Academic Palace is indeed a Extreme Tao Academic Palace."    

Hearing this, the man playing with the clay teapot glanced at him and said with a smile, "This would be more interesting. Otherwise, if you win by being too weak, you won't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment."    

His eyes shone brightly, and his tone carried a trace of indescribable confidence.    

"What do we do next?"    

The young man took a sip of his bitter tea, grinned, and complained: "This chess piece of Lin Jie's is useless, but there's still a guy in the Extreme Tao Academic Palace that's hard to see through."    

"Hmm?"    

The man opposite him raised his head, seemingly interested. "One or two?"    

"It's a woman."    

"Woman?"    

"Yes!"    

The young man from the Dao Sect laughed, and recalled the scene that he witnessed with his Lingyuan Pavilion. The Old Servant s from the Wind Storm Valley were said to have been crippled by the combined forces of the five Extreme Tao Academic Palace disciples, but specifically, it was not even comparable to Su Yuvrann and the other woman being heavily injured.    

As a top member of the Dao Gate's younger generation, he could feel that the woman was not weaker than Su Yuvrann. However, because the two of them had yet to use their full strength, it was hard to say who was stronger.    

"Interesting."    

"It looks like I have to see for myself." Putting down the purple clay teapot in his hand, the man revealed a playful expression.    

… ….    

"Su Yuvrann?"    

"I never thought that other than Ann Yuanqing and the Permanent Yuan, there would be another Su Yuvrann. It seems that this Shouyang will be even more exciting than I imagined."    

At the top of a mountain, a white-clothed man caressed the three-foot-long sword in his hand as he spoke softly in the wind.    

And further away, a man with a black blade felt something in his heart. His torch-like gaze pierced through the layers of clouds and turned cold.