The Debating Conference begins today.
On this day, the first activity is the competition among young disciples of various factions in the Divine Origin Realm to rank their abilities.
This level of competition completely failed to interest Qing Yu, and the others felt the sa.
It was akin to the prelude of the Debating Conference, with nothing much to watch.
Each faction only sent a Divine Communication Realm martial artist to oversee the event, with most of the stronger warriors not showing up.
Then on the second and third days, the competition gradually escalated from the Divine Origin Realm to the True Pill Realm. High-level fighters from various factions appeared one after another.
By the fourth day, when it was ti for the Divine Communication Realm martial artists to compete, the Debating Conference finally reached its most intense phase.
The four Jade Towers of White Jade City had unknowingly moved to the four corners of the city center square, where the senior mbers of the four daoist orthodoxies were stationed, looking at each other from a distance.
"Currently, both the Taoist and Buddhist factions have not deliberately targeted our disciples. It seems that they consider our mid to lower-level fighters insufficient to truly hurt us, so they have chosen to remain dormant for now."
Atop the Demon Sect's Jade Tower, Ye Lingshuang reported the battle situation of the past three days to Yin Tianxia.
Qing Yu had long inford the Demon Sect, warning them that the Taoist and Buddhist factions would deliberately target them and to be cautious.
But considering the situation so far, no one had died in the Debating Conference till now. Even if there were heavy hands, they belonged to the Demon Sect's disciples who harbored heavier aura, while others rely stopped when appropriate.
"It seems the prior show of force by our hundred-thousand-strong Demon Army has made them see our resolve," Yin Tianxia's expressionless face curved into a smile, "We have never lacked mid to lower-level fighting strength."
Among the hundred-thousand-strong Demon Army, nearly ten thousand are in the Divine Origin Realm, with nearly a hundred in the True Pill Realm.
This Demon Army does not represent the entirety of the Demon Sect.
Even if the Taoist and Buddhist factions kill a few, there are plenty to fill the ranks. A Divine Origin Realm small fry's death is negligible; the death of a True Pill Realm martial artist is a re fleeting pain.
"Seems like they're setting their sights on you."
Yin Tianxia glanced around, addressing the Divine Communication Realm martial artists gathered on the top floor.
If they dismiss the Divine Origin Realm and the True Pill Realm, their target must naturally be the Divine Communication Realm. Opponents this ti are determined to severely bleed the Demon Sect.
To this, the group only chuckled softly.
"Coincidentally, I also feel like taking down a Divine Communication Realm for fun. Previously, on the edge of East Province, Xiao Qiye took out Chang Ziyang with a single sword, greatly admired by the younger disciples," Mo Guming was the first to laugh.
"I too am ready to kill the enemy for entertainnt at any mont," Seven Extres Elder said indifferently.
The two of them are the closest Divine Communication Realm martial artists in the Demon Sect to reach the level of the Supre fighters, not fearing any enemy below the Supre, with imnse confidence.
"As if anyone would be afraid," Jue Ming quietly revealed himself from the corner.
Divine Communication Realm experts are far from ordinary, and these mbers of the Demon Sect have climbed through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood to where they are today. In terms of combat, they truly fear no one.
"What about you, Wuyue?" Yin Tianxia's gaze landed on his disciple.
Among everyone, it was undoubtedly Yun Wuyue, the Young Sect Master of the Yin Demon Sect, who was most likely to be targeted.
With Yin Tianxia delegating power, except for the subordinates of Yanmo Hanba, others within the Demon Sect have to obey Yun Wuyue's commands.
Moreover, she is the source of most of the Demon Sect's Demon Blood. Killing her could be worth three Divine Communication Realm fighters.
"Master, rest assured," Yun Wuyue said with a gentle smile, her expression was impossibly calm.
"That's good then."
Yin Tianxia turned his gaze outside the Jade Tower, where it t with a pair of eyes filled with bitterness and obscure Buddha's Intent.
"Amitabha, Yin Sect Master," Shi Jue put his hands together in a Buddhist gesture and said, "After the Divine Communication Battle, a humble monk will test the 'Demon Moon Soaring' of Yin Tianxia."
The voice traveled dozens of feet into the Jade Tower, with a gentle tone laced with determination.
In response, Yin Tianxia coldly retorted, "Bald donkey seeking his own demise."
As their eyes t, killing intent was evident, suggesting that the upcoming Supre battle might end in a life-or-death scenario.
At this mont, a wisp of Xuan Yuan Qi descended from the sky, landing on the square, spreading out to reveal a world that seed both real and imaginary.
"The battle of the Divine Communication Realm will all take place inside the Secret Realm, one person fighting alone, disregarding life or death."
The voice of the Dao Ancestor drifted over, and the world within transitioned from illusion to reality, showcasing its mountains and rivers.
"Secret Realm!" Yin Tianxia discerned the truth of this world, feeling a chill in his heart, "To think that rely one wisp of Xuan Yuan Qi could open such a vast Secret Realm. The gap between the Tao Realm and the Supre is imasurable."
The threshold for opening a Secret Realm is being a Supre, but even Supres need thorough preparation to fully open a space and gradually expand it.
A feat like creating the world in one breath is simply impossible for a Supre.
"Since the Dao Ancestor has shown his skill, I can't fall behind either."
This ti, the voice that descended was infused with two extre Daoist Intents. All who heard it felt as if they were struggling within these contrasting Daoist Intent, endlessly cycling between creation and destruction.
"It's the Demon Emperor," Yin Tianxia muttered against so slight discomfort.
Among those present, it was only the Supre and a few others who weren't greatly affected, while the rest struggled, trying to extricate themselves from the Daoist Intent.
It was only after Qing Yu's influence hadn't fully withdrawn that even a single word almost led to the demise of the True Pill Realm and lower observers.
Fortunately, after saying this one sentence, Qing Yu said nothing more, or else the first casualty might have appeared now instead of the previous three days of safety.
Like the Dao Ancestor, another wisp of creative Qi descended from the sky, instantaneously opening a Secret Realm, located on the square.
A miraculous scene unfolded again, and the perforr was this generation's Daoist, Qing Yu. This act caused everyone to revise their preconceived impressions, truly recognizing the fearso nature of Qing Yu.
Even if he is younger, he is still of the Tao Realm. So Daoists and bald monks holding grudges against Qing Yu secretly restrained their expressions, keeping everything hidden within.
"The Dao Ancestor and Xuan Venerate have acted, so I shall open a Secret Realm as well," this ti, it was the Buddha speaking.
Unlike the previous two who used their Qi to open a Secret Realm, the Buddha used his divine power.
Seeing a golden lotus descending from the sky, slowly unfurling its leaves, an intangible will manifested a elusive Buddha Country's Pure Land, erging from nothingness.
Not on the Other Shore, not on this shore, nor in between.
The Secret Realm opened by the Buddha had one less degree of tangibility compared to the other two but added an additional mysterious miraculousness.
"Three Secret Realms allow for three battles simultaneously," Yin Tianxia said, "Who among you will go first?"
Even if targeted, the Demon Sect won't wait for the opponent to challenge them, instead opting to actively strike.
"Let go first."
Mo Guming was the first to step out from the Jade Tower, shouting towards the Jade Tower where the Buddhist faction resided, "Which bald monk is coming to et his doom?"
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