Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal? Chapter 955: 981: This Really is the Respected Master’s Styl

Chapter 955: Chapter 981: This Really is the Respected Master’s Style

Naless Realm.

The Two Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty-Fourth Layer of Heavens, amidst the void.

Two figures are confronting each other.

On the left, one person holds a Golden Divine Sword, enveloped in the brilliance of Sword Dao, resembling a supre Sword Dao deity. Every word and action emanates a terrifying aura of Sword Dao.

When the aura of Sword Dao passes through the void, even the void itself trembles vaguely, as if about to shatter.

Keep in mind, this is the Two Thousand Eight Hundred and Twenty-Fourth Layer of Heavens of the Naless Realm.

The void here is extrely robust, even a Great Dao Saint would find it difficult to break.

Yet this person’s re aura makes the void show faint signs of fracturing, which sufficiently demonstrates the sharpness of his Sword Dao.

This person is none other than Ye Luo.

Ye Luo is now much stronger than before.

At this mont, he has reached the Pinnacle of Chaos Saint, only an opportunity away from becoming a Great Dao Saint!

If the opportunity is significant enough, then Ye Luo can step across and beco a Great Dao Saint.

If the opportunity is insufficient, then Ye Luo can only reach Half-Step Great Dao Saint.

Facing Ye Luo across from him.

Is a true Great Dao Saint.

The terrifyingly extre aura pressures the entire void, with the Divine Light of the Great Dao radiating around him, seemingly illuminating the entire Naless Realm.

“Ye Luo, you cannot escape. This place has been ensnared by my barrier; you have nowhere to run!”

The voice of this Great Dao Saint thunders, behind him, a vaguely discernible colossal figure erges, seemingly suppressing Ye Luo.

Ye Luo, facing the overwhelming pressure, his robes fluttering, remains calm and composed, seemingly unconcerned.

He has no intention of fleeing, as if he truly does not fear this Great Dao Saint.

“Flee? Why should I flee?”

“Shouldn’t you be the one fleeing? I have fought my way here, when have I ever fled? I rely stopped to regain so strength.”

A faint smile hooks on Ye Luo’s lips.

“There’s a saying in the Mundane World, ‘A dead duck’s mouth is hard to close.’ This phrase suits you well.”

The Great Dao Saint shakes his head.

He admits that Ye Luo is extrely talented.

But the difference in their realms is not sothing that can be bridged rely by talent.

There is a vast gap between a Great Dao Saint and a Chaos Saint.

“A dead duck’s mouth is hard? Still better than you, right? You, for the sake of that scoundrel relative of yours, disregard everything just to seek revenge? Then do you know why I had to kill him?”

Ye Luo sneers.

He admits he is not a match.

But for this Great Dao Saint to kill him will also not be easy!

“Why I killed him doesn’t matter, what he did doesn’t matter, but this vengeance, I must seek, because he is already dead.”

The Great Dao Saint coldly sneers.

As he speaks, he raises his palm, launching a strike towards Ye Luo.

A powerful force surges out, transforming into a massive palm print, majestically striking towards Ye Luo.

“Zhang Ling! You can’t kill !”

Ye Luo furrows his brows, directly addressing this Great Dao Saint by na, then counterattacks with his sword.

He slashes in mid-air, terrifying Sword Qi sweeping across the land, engulfing limitless power as it roars towards the palm print.

Boom booming…

Sword Qi clashes with the palm print.

Causing the surrounding void to constantly twist, ready to shatter at any mont.

“Ye Luo, you’re courting death!”

The Great Dao Saint ‘Zhang Ling’s eyes narrow.

The na of each Great Dao Saint is taboo, spoken only by peers of the sa level; otherwise, it can be considered an insult.

Being addressed by Ye Luo is undoubtedly an insult to him.

How could Zhang Ling not be furious.

Zhang Ling becos enraged, launching a barrage of attacks, intending to kill Ye Luo.

Ye Luo narrows his eyes, sensing a heightening threat, his long sword readied horizontally in preparation for defense.

Just at this critical mont.

An imnsely terrifying aura arrives.

Under the wide-open eyes of Zhang Ling and Ye Luo, hundreds of Great Dao Saints, tens of thousands of Chaos Saints, and over a hundred thousand Saints descended all at once.

A terrifying aura swept through everything.

Behind this massive group, there followed many spectators.

This ti, nearly half of the strong from the Three Thousand Layers of the Naless Realm gathered.

“By the order of the Naless Master, to suppress Zhang Ling!”

“Zhang Ling, will you not surrender yourself!!!”

Voices like those of celestial beings thunderously resounded.

Originally formidable, the Great Dao Saint Zhang Ling was imdiately suppressed by this overwhelming force and knelt on the ground, unable to move.

“Which holy presence graces us? I do not know what offense Zhang Ling has committed; why such extre asures?”

Clenching his teeth, Zhang Ling asked aloud.

“By the order of the Naless Master, you attempted to assassinate the disciple of the Naless Master, for this sin, would you not deserve death?”

A being at the pinnacle of Great Dao Saint, standing above the Firmant, slowly spoke.

“Disciple of the Naless Master?”

Zhang Ling looked up at Ye Luo, his eyes filled with confusion.

This person, isn’t he the one who just accidentally entered the Naless Realm from those minor worlds?

Why, why does he have such a significant background?

Ye Luo was quick-witted, and he soon figured it out.

This Naless Master…

Is probably his own Respected Master.

How did his Respected Master beco this Naless Master?

Ye Luo was baffled, but he also understood, now was not the ti to think about these things.

“In this matter, I was trapped! I am willing to accept death!”

Zhang Ling clenched his teeth, knowing he could not escape.

His heart was filled with resentnt.

He was destined to die.

But he believed, one day, soone would avenge him!

His unborn offspring, with a talent so imnse that upon birth it was trapped in the Cocoon of the Great Dao, nurturing the talent, waiting for the right mont to erge and astonish the whole world.

By then, his offspring would surely avenge him.

“By the order of the Naless Master, execute Zhang Ling, grind Zhang Ling’s ashes to dust! And annihilate Zhang Ling’s entire family! Cut earthworms vertically! Scatter the eggs!”

“Order us to bomb his family’s land again and again, leave no corner untouched!”

This Great Dao Saint, high above, declared the sentence.

Zhang Ling: “???”

Ye Luo: “???”

Onlookers: “???”

Isn’t this too cruel?

Upon hearing this, they all felt a chill down their spines. Annihilating the entire family, vertically slicing earthworms, scattering eggs, and bombing the land repeatedly.

Is this sothing humans can do?

The surrounding people stated that this was the first ti such an incident had occurred in the history of the Naless Realm.

“No! No! It can’t be like this!”

Zhang Ling roared in anger.

He still wanted to say sothing.

But the surrounding Great Dao Saints did not give him the opportunity, jointly taking action, directly seeking to suppress Zhang Ling.

Hundreds of Great Dao Saints took action together, giving Zhang Ling no chance to react, directly suppressing him on the ground, immobilizing him.

“Slash.”

“Obliterate his soul, keep the body, cremate into ashes, grind the ashes to dust to present to the Master.”

A Great Dao Saint, high above, announced Zhang Ling’s fate.

“Yes.”

The surrounding Great Dao Saints uniformly responded.

Ye Luo, standing to the side, watched all this in a daze.

This is indeed like sothing the Respected Master would do…