Abbot Zhiyuan watched Ye Fan descend from the sky, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, a look of satisfaction on his face.
Although his Saint Son's entrance wasn't as impactful as he had imagined, due to Lu Ming's earlier appearance.
It was still quite good, hadn't he seen how stunned all the cultivators from the Central Province were?
But just as Ye Fan was about to land on the elevated platform!
Suddenly, a strange song rang out:
“Roar-ha… Who sent you to my side… It was the round, bright moon…”
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan suddenly rushed towards the elevated platform!
Then, before Ye Fan could react.
He was directly hit by the Half-Immortal pressure of the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan, who had rushed onto the elevated platform.
Sending him and his lotus platform flying!
Ye Fan was directly covered by the lotus platform!
Ye Fan awkwardly lifted the lotus platform and crawled out from underneath, cursing inwardly:
“Damn it! How could I let myself be so humiliated?”
This scene instantly scared Abbot Zhiyuan out of his wits.
If anything were to happen to the Buddha Son, the future of their Ancient Buddha Sect would be over!
He flashed to Ye Fan's side and scrutinized him from head to toe.
“Buddha Son, are you alright?”
Abbot Zhiyuan asked worriedly.
At the same time, he was furious. He hadn't expected the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan to suddenly attack Ye Fan!
What did the Ancient God Clan mean by this? Did they want to start a war with his Ancient Buddha Sect?
Ye Fan shook his head with a grim expression:
“I’m fine!”
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and activated a defensive shield; otherwise, he would have been injured!
He then frowned and looked at the elevated platform. The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan stood there, singing and dancing with abandon!
The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan’s face was red, and his eyes had lost all clarity, instead revealing a look of madness.
Was he poisoned?
Or a hallucinogenic toxin!
But who poisoned him?
By this time, the Ancient God Clan’s Second Elder and Third Elder, who had reacted to the situation, had already rushed onto the elevated platform.
To pull the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan down!
I mean, come on, even if he was in high spirits, he shouldn’t be displaying it here!
Can’t we just dance at home?
But the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan refused stubbornly, and neither the Ancient God Clan’s Second Elder nor Third Elder could catch him!
“Great King! Come and catch me!… Hahahaha…”
...
“Patriarch, let’s go down first!”
“Let’s dance at home!”
The Ancient God Clan’s Second Elder and Third Elder chased after the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan!
And surprisingly, the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan was incredibly fast at this moment!
The two of them couldn't catch up for a while!
Looking at the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan’s crazed state, the numerous cultivators from the Central Province all wore shocked expressions!
They never imagined that even a Half-Immortal could suffer from such madness!
They vaguely heard that the Ancient God Clan’s Ancestor was an idiot; this thing isn’t contagious, is it?
“Is he having a fit of madness?”
Sword Lunatic sent a sound transmission to the Great Ancestor of the Danji Sect, asking!
The Great Ancestor of the Danji Sect stroked his beard, his gaze fixed on the crazed Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan on the elevated platform, whose face was flushed red.
“This looks somewhat like poisoning!”
“Poisoned?”
Sword Lunatic was instantly shocked. He was already a Half-Immortal; who could still poison him!
Suddenly, he thought of something!
He turned to look at Lu Ming, who, along with Big Yellow and the others, was smiling as they watched the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan on the stage!
At this moment, the Ancient God Clan’s Second Elder and Third Elder also noticed something was wrong with the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan.
Their Patriarch wasn’t just in high spirits; he had been poisoned!
They suddenly looked at Abbot Zhiyuan and roared in anger:
“Your Ancient Buddha Sect actually poisoned him…”
Everyone else also looked at Abbot Zhiyuan; even Ye Fan looked at Abbot Zhiyuan.
Could it really be that Abbot Zhiyuan was the one who poisoned him?
Did he have another plan up his sleeve?
Not only Ye Fan thought this, but others also had the same idea!
Was the Ancient Buddha Sect going to make a move against the Ancient God Clan?
They heard that previously, the Ancient God Clan’s silly Ancestor had stolen the Ancient Buddha Sect’s Vajra Bodhi Fruits!
The Ancient Buddha Sect was seeking revenge!
Abbot Zhiyuan was startled; he hadn’t poisoned anyone!
Even if the Ancient Buddha Sect wanted to eliminate the Ancient God Clan, they wouldn’t act like this!
“Amitabha, this matter was not done by our Ancient Buddha Sect!”
“If not you, then who?”
The Ancient God Clan’s Second Elder didn’t believe him at all.
“It was me!”
As soon as his voice fell, a majestic voice rang out!
Then everyone saw Huangpu Haotian of the Ancient Imperial Clan stand up.
But no one believed what he said.
Because the color of his face was the same as his clothes—both were bright yellow!
This clearly indicated poisoning!
“From now on, this world belongs to my Ancient Imperial Clan. You ignorant commoners, why aren’t you quickly kneeling before this Emperor…”
As he spoke, Huangpu Haotian directly flew up, and his Half-Immortal pressure permeated the entire venue.
The low-tier cultivators present were directly pressed to the ground!
Instantly, the scene became a chaotic mess, with everyone scrambling!
Many cultivators were on the verge of tears; they had just come to attend a birthday banquet, how did it turn into this!
When the pressure reached the Qingshan Sect’s side, the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect, with a flick of his hand, directly blocked it!
Lu Ming and the others felt no discomfort whatsoever!
Instead, they took out melon seeds and started cracking them, while discussing animatedly:
“Tsk tsk tsk… The Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan’s figure is truly alluring!”
“It really is…”
...
At this moment, Abbot Zhiyuan had a splitting headache. You all don’t need to get poisoned as a group!
Most importantly, it was still happening in his Ancient Buddha Sect!
Just as the entire venue was in utter chaos!
“Roar…”
A roar that shattered the clouds suddenly exploded across the entire venue!
Then everyone felt a dense demonic qi, which shook the low-tier cultivators, causing their blood and qi to surge!
Then, they saw the Demon King of the demon race, Nine-Headed Flood Dragon, with monstrous demonic qi surrounding his body, and his bones emitting layers of cracking sounds.
With a “Boom…” he directly revealed his true form!
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon’s massive body loomed over the plaza, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, directly smashing and collapsing the entire plaza!
At the same time!
The Demon Race Ancestor Mo Qianye had black mist surging around his body!
Rolling demonic flames poured forth like an overturned hell, and monstrous demonic qi directly permeated the Ancient Buddha Sect!
At this moment, there was no rationality left in his eyes.
The demonic qi around his body surged uncontrollably; as the demonic qi churned, it corroded the surrounding Buddhist light, causing it to crackle and dissipate inch by inch!
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon wildly crashed into the Buddhist sect mountain gate, his giant claws sweeping across, destroying everything in their path…
While Mo Qianye had entered berserk mode!
He was just running circles around the Ancient Buddha Sect…
He carried endless demonic qi and resentment on his entire body, and demonic fire erupted, specifically suppressing the Buddhist light of the Buddhist sect!
The solemn and majestic Ancient Buddha Sect had its Buddhist light scattered and its lotus platforms withered!
The Nine-Headed Flood Dragon and Mo Qianye also didn’t intentionally kill the low-tier cultivators from the Central Province or the ordinary disciples of the Ancient Buddha Sect.
But the destructive power they unintentionally caused also resulted in countless casualties.
All the low-tier cultivators present were scared pale and scattered in fear, clutching their heads…
While the Patriarch of the Ancient God Clan was dancing, Bao Duoduo and Fu Yunshen received a sound transmission from Lu Ming.
Lu Ming told them it would get even more chaotic later, so the two of them, along with the cultivators from the Bandit Sect.
Directly found a corner, activated a protection array formation, and hid inside!
While Sword Lunatic and the others came to Lu Ming’s side and received the protection of the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect!
The Ancestor of the Tiansheng Sect, seeing this scene, also quickly brought the Tiansheng Sect disciples to the Qingshan Sect’s location:
“Sect Master Wang, I am Little Ling of the Tiansheng Sect… Save us!”
The Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect looked at the Ancestor of the Tiansheng Sect:
“Sure!”
The Ancestor of the Tiansheng Sect was delighted: “Thank you, Sect Master Wang!”
“But you have to pay a protection fee!”
“What?”
The Ancestor of the Tiansheng Sect couldn’t help but exclaim in shock!
“Why is there a protection fee now?”
“Sect Master Wang wasn’t like this before!”
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