Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 1846 - 1845: Watching the Battle with Divine Beasts

"Emperor i, I’m worried that The Path of Demons will take this opportunity to completely purge all the experts."

Old Bai replied with a deep gaze.

Upon hearing this, isha was taken aback; the righteous path is currently weak.

The Path of Demons indeed has such power.

"We must be cautious when the ti cos; we don’t know who will eliminate whom. I have confidence in Sect Master Wang."

Thinking of Wang Ye, her anxious heart settled down.

In her eyes, Wang Ye was like a great tree, and under this tree, she felt incredibly safe.

Wang Ye was like her Calming Pill.

As long as she stayed with Wang Ye, it would be difficult for her to die.

"Compared to Sect Master Wang, I trust Sect Master of the Rain Flower Sect, Zhang Pingshan, more. He has a mysterious treasure in his hands."

Old Bai mumbled to himself.

A hundred years ago, the Rain Flower Sect was still a small sect.

The first sect master was nad Huang Naizi, a person who enjoyed borrowing money for misdeeds, accumulating huge debts.

Later, the sect master’s position passed into the hands of Zhang Pingshan.

When the Rain Flower Sect fell into Zhang Pingshan’s hands, it was poor and weak.

The entire Rain Flower Sect had only Zhang Pingshan, with only ten acres of barren mountain and a shabby thatched hut left by Huang Naizi.

However, thirty years later, the Rain Flower Sect had quietly beco a major sect.

Now the Rain Flower Sect had no fewer than a thousand disciples, all of whom were beautiful won.

How could an ordinary person make a sect develop so rapidly?

The reason was only one, that Zhang Pingshan held a mysterious treasure.

Huang Naizi was a friend of Old Bai, and the two shared a deep friendship.

Old Bai understood Huang Naizi very well, and anyone he favored was certainly not ordinary.

Huang Naizi’s vision had always been excellent.

"It seems that Zhang Pingshan will also go to witness this grand battle."

Old Bai murmured to himself, following this person would ensure no major mishaps.

The Rain Flower Sect was situated among the mountains, a place with extraordinary feng shui.

Amidst lush mountains lay exquisite pavilions.

Sunlight shimred on the pavilions, giving off a sacred aura from afar.

The entrance to the Rain Flower Sect was made of Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade.

There was no doubt that the spiritual energy of the ten thousand year cold jade was extrely abundant, allowing the disciples of the Rain Flower Sect to quickly enhance their strength.

Inside the Rain Flower Palace.

A young man sat cross-legged, golden threads of light encircling him.

The young man looked stern, with two deep folds extending from his nose to the corners of his mouth.

His entire body emitted an aura of nacing authority.

Due to the increasing strength of the Rain Flower Sect, the living standards of many disciples improved.

Zhang Pingshan also grew stout, with a large belly, resembling a prosperous middle-aged man; once he was a handso youth.

Knock, knock, knock~

At this mont, a knocking sound was heard.

Hearing the knock, Zhang Pingshan slowly gathered the spiritual energy back into his dantian.

Then he opened his eyes, staring coldly at the door.

"The sect master is in seclusion, wasn’t I clear about not disturbing ?"

"Reporting to the sect master, sothing significant has happened in the Blackwater Secret Realm, I couldn’t avoid disturbing you."

An urgent voice ca from outside the door.

Zhang Pingshan frowned deeply, exuding authority.

"If that’s the case, co in. I want to see what matters I must know about."

As his words fell, the door creaked open.

A woman even more voluptuous than Yang Huanyu walked in.

Her face was full of fat, clearly overnourished.

When Qin ng entered the sect, she was still quite thin, but not long after joining, she beca very plump.

Her figure was enough to make one’s heart race.

"Qin ng, tell in detail what happened outside."

Zhang Pingshan asked sternly, hands clasped behind his back.

Qin ng quickly answered respectfully.

"Sect master, the Magic Emperor Tianyin is set to battle with Xiong Fengru and the sect master of Tianyong Mountain, Wang Ye. Wang Ye has sent invitations, calling upon all experts to witness this unparalleled battle."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Pingshan pondered for a long ti before speaking.

"In that case, let’s go et them."

"You four divine beasts, co out. I want to take you to watch the competition."

At that mont, a giant ant appeared in the pavilion.

This ant, as large as the pavilion itself, had a "king" character on its head. The Tiāngāng Divine Ant’s body was black, each leg as sharp as a deadly scythe.

A fiery glow shimred between the layers of its wings.

Looking at this Tiāngāng Divine Ant, Zhang Pingshan’s face showed a hint of composure.

This was his divine beast, synthesized from a billion ants, now reaching the Chaos Realm in power.

With such a treasure by his side, he felt incredibly safe.

Moreover, he had three other divine beasts.

"Who is Xiong Fengru? I’ve never heard of his na."

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out the window, curious about Xiong Fengru, who dared to challenge Tianyin.

At this ti, by the Maple Fragrance Lake.

Xiong Fengru was diligently cultivating, holding a piece of Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron.

This cold iron, incomparably hard, was an ideal material for forging divine swords, but in his hands, it was like clay, molded into various shapes.

Ultimately, this piece of profound iron was shaped into the likeness of Tianyin.

"Not bad, my strength has returned sowhat."

Looking at the Tianyin statue in his hands, he nodded in satisfaction.

A confident smile curled at the corner of his mouth; if people saw the strength he possessed, they would surely be shocked.

After all, this was Ten Thousand Years Cold Jade, even experts in the Chaos Realm found it tough to damage this iron, yet he could easily reshape it.

"Not enough, still far from enough."

He shook his head slightly at the statue in his hands.

"Master instructed that only when this piece of Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron is pinched to the size of a red bean can the Heavenly Divine Handprint be considered mastered!"

"And now, this profound iron is as large as a fist."

Then he circulated his spiritual energy, pinching the Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron.

After three days, impurities were squeezed out from the profound iron.

"Haha, I’m so happy, I finally squeezed so impurities out."

Seeing the impurities fall to the ground, his eyes glead with joy, and his heart was filled with happiness.

Trembling slightly with excitent.

"A thousand years, I finally squeezed out so impurities, and my strength is greater than before."

He exclaid with excitent.

Ah, today was delightful, having made progress, it was ti to go out for a good al.

He put away the Ten Thousand Years Profound Iron in his hands.

Then he went to the mirror to tidy himself up.

Thinking of himself a thousand years ago, he was an exceedingly handso man of great charm.

However, in the past thousand years, he beca utterly disheartened, neglecting even to trim his beard.

Thus, no one regarded him as a handso man, and every woman who saw him kept her distance.

After tidying himself and completely shaving his beard, he walked out with confident strides.

Soon, he found himself in Dragon City.

Just while walking upstairs, he drew the attention of several beautiful young won.