strictlysupreme Chapter 282 Jade Cauldron Immortal: Who else!
Chapter 282 Jade Cauldron Immortal: Who else!
"it is good!"
Master Yu Ding accepted without hesitation.
This boldness actually made Puxian somewhat regretful.
Really, he recovered his cultivation level in an instant?
But if his cultivation had truly recovered, he shouldn't be at the same level of strength as before.
When Master Yuding had lost all his cultivation, his cultivation level was even lower than it is now.
He has now entered the ranks of the Taiyi Golden Immortals!
For cultivators, a difference of even one realm can have a world of difference.
He stared intently at the relaxed expression on Jade Cauldron Immortal's face, then gritted his teeth and said:
"Even if you are now a Taiyi Golden Immortal, it's only a draw! I am also a Taiyi Golden Immortal!"
That's all.
Master Puxian flashed forward and appeared before Master Yuding with swift, fluid movements, before unleashing a palm strike.
Suddenly,
A blinding burst of light erupted under the cover of night, accompanied by a seemingly rolling roar.
The palm strike was fierce, and the cultivation of a Taiyi Golden Immortal caused the three generations of disciples to retreat.
Mu Zha lay half-reclined on the ground, the blood at the corner of his mouth still wet, his eyes filled with a cold, vicious glint, as he murmured:
"go to hell!"
Everyone was worried for Master Yu Ding.
But at that moment, he lightly raised his hand, and his palm, which seemed to be devoid of any magical power, met the palm that Master Puxian was swinging.
For an instant.
An even greater surge of spiritual energy emanated from their intertwined palms.
Everyone below the Taiyi Golden Immortal level retreated several meters, and even the Puxian Zhenren, who had absorbed all the palm strikes, was sent flying backwards.
He stumbled back several steps after landing before managing to regain his balance.
His spirits crumbled slightly, and he could only mutter repeatedly:
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Even if your cultivation were restored overnight, you would never be able to withstand a single palm strike from a Taiyi Golden Immortal."
Seeing his flustered appearance, Master Yuding was in a great mood!
If he didn't have to maintain his current image, he would have jumped up and down and cheered in celebration!
The grievances and forbearance accumulated over millions of years were released in an instant.
What's wrong with Taiyi Golden Immortal?! How can someone like Puxian Zhenren, who has just entered the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, be as powerful as Maitreya, who has reached the perfect Taiyi Golden Immortal realm?
It's great to become sworn brothers!
Master Yu Ding regained his dignity directly.
He silently expressed his gratitude:
"Yang Jiao, in the next life, I'll still become sworn brothers with you."
He let out a soft, relieved breath. Although he had regained his dignity with the help of others, Master Yu Ding was finally able to straighten his back and look at Yang Jian.
This apprentice, from this day forward...
Then I won't have to be looked down upon by everyone because of my useless master anymore.
His good apprentice will no longer be talked about behind his back.
Yang Jian's eyes did not show the expected joy and relief, but rather a greater sense of worry.
He was not afraid to face opponents stronger than himself, but he was deeply hurt by Master Yuding's attitude as a teacher.
Yang Jian strode forward and asked in a low voice:
"Master, did you use some forbidden technique to forcibly increase your cultivation level? Will you die and your soul perish because of it?"
Master Yu Ding's joyful mood suddenly turned sour, and he pointed at Yang Jian and said:
"That was a story I told to Mosquito Taoist. Don't eavesdrop next time."
At this moment, the Bodhisattva Samantabhadra's blood and qi surged within him. Instead of being harmed by the backlash of his magic power, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
In the internal strife within the Chan Sect, he couldn't even withstand a single move from a useless opponent!
"No! It must be Master! Master must have been biased and gave you the magic weapon! I don't believe it!"
He shouted and gripped the twin swords, ready to try again.
"So what if it's a magic weapon! This humble Taoist will see today what kind of magic weapon can protect you time and time again!"
The True Man Samantabhadra was filled with rage, his eyes wide open, and veins bulging on his forehead, like an enraged lion, as he strode forward.
Just as he took a step forward, he suddenly froze in place, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell.
Master Puxian's eyes widened, his jaw nearly dropping to the floor in shock at the scene before him. He threw down his Wu Hook Sword and scoffed:
"How are we supposed to fight like this!"
His face was filled with disbelief.
Not only did Samantabhadra lose his composure like this.
Everyone present was so shocked by the sight before them that they forgot to react.
They stared at each other, dumbfounded, completely unable to believe their eyes.
They all gasped in unison, then took a step back, wanting to get as far away from the horrifying scene as possible.
Even Guang Chengzi, the eldest of the Twelve Golden Immortals and known for his composure, could not maintain his usual demeanor at this moment.
His face changed drastically, and he shouted in terror:
"Five Jade Cauldron Immortals!"
His voice was filled with shock.
Here
The moment the wind blew,
Suddenly, four Jade Cauldron Immortals appeared before everyone!
These four newly appeared Jade Cauldron Immortals are exactly the same as the original Jade Cauldron Immortal in terms of their clothing, expressions, height, weight, and even the iconic palm-leaf fan they hold.
The five Jade Cauldron Immortals stood side by side, making the same gesture in unison—waving the fans in their hands.
Although they did not release even the slightest bit of pressure, the powerful aura emanating from these five people was enough to make people tremble with fear and shudder.
This feeling of oppression...
Master Puxian simply threw the Wu Hook Sword to the ground. How could he possibly fight that?
He gritted his teeth and said with extreme hatred:
"You still say it wasn't because your master was biased and gave you such a magical treasure!"
In the entire Three Realms, who could suddenly have four extra doppelgangers?
Jinzha clenched his fists tightly with a solemn expression, secretly relieved.
Just a moment ago, he almost couldn't help but agree with what Muzha said. If he had done that... the situation would have become extremely awkward and difficult, leaving him in a dilemma!
Not only would I lose face, but I would also implicate my master.
Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, is not as good-natured as Jade Cauldron Immortal and Taiyi Immortal.
Nezha became curious.
They kept circling around the five identical Jade Cauldron Immortals.
He casually reached out and grabbed one of them, but as soon as his hand touched it, he immediately sensed something was wrong.
Nezha stared wide-eyed in astonishment, even more surprised at the "Uncle-Master Yu Ding" he was holding in his hand. The name that was about to come out of his mouth was stuck in his throat.
Seeing this, Yang Jian also stepped forward to take a look.
Unlike Nezha, he didn't even need to touch it with his hands. The third eye on his forehead flashed slightly, and he was instantly frozen in place as if he had been hit by a spell, unable to utter a single word!
Then, his gaze, tinged with a hint of amusement, slowly fell upon this so-called "master."
Because of their profound cultivation and the incredibly realistic masks they wore, even Yang Jian found it difficult to discern their true identities for a moment.
But ironically, his sister's appearance made him both laugh and cry.
I couldn't resist raising my finger and poking her shoulder.
Annoyed, Yang Jiao turned away, giving each person a stern look that commanded respect, silently conveying her authority:
"roll."
The real Master Yu Ding is in a great mood right now!
I just want to shout:
"Who else!"