If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 460 Why is it the Qi training group!
Immortal Hall.

"What!? Li Yanmo has taken action! Not only did he participate in the Dao Sect Competition, but he also joined the Qi Training Group!? Shaha - Shaha -"

The black shadow covered his heart and took a deep breath, his heart beating non-stop in his chest.

The demon was so nervous that he couldn't sit still. He sat down and stood up again and again, feeling extremely nervous.

This Taoist competition in the Eight Wildernesses is a microcosm of the game between Dayu, Taoism, the Immortal Palace and the four major forces of Taoism.

Dayu was spying outside, while the Immortal Palace and Tianxu Tower were manipulating the Taoist sect. Every move had to be carefully calculated. If they were not careful, they might fall into a passive position and eventually lose everything.

What the black shadow cares most about is Li Yanmo's move from Tianxu Tower.

At least from the current perspective, Li Yanmo never sets up meaningless chess games. Every move has a deep meaning. Even if that move seems inexplicable at the time, a few years later that seemingly inexplicable move can accurately strangle the opponent's throat.

Dayu was strangled by Li Yanmo step by step, and even his last resort was a chess piece held in Li Yanmo's hand and could be taken away at any time.

"After letting Jianmen defeat Daomen in front of the Eight Desolate Army, he personally competed in the Daomen competition, and was in the Qi training group! Why? Why!"

The more Black Shadow thought about it, the more his head started to swell.

He couldn't understand it, but he could make analogical inferences based on Li Yanmo's existing operations.

With Li Yanmo's status and means, participating in the competition is as inexplicable as throwing mud at a child.

But Li Yanmo did do something similar. Nearly ten years ago, Li Yanmo participated in the Qingshan Ceremony as a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator and won second place.

Now Li Yanmo is participating in the Taoist competition as a Qi training stage cultivator. There must be a shocking plan behind this, and this step is definitely not the beginning, it is very likely that it has reached the closing stage.

Seeing the black shadow scratching his head, Tian Mo hesitated for a moment and then whispered tentatively, "How about you think about the Ghost Sect's purpose and slow down a bit?"

"Ghost Sect? Isn't it just promoting quasi-first-rate sects and replacing first-rate sects that are loyal to other super sects, allowing their prison sects to parasitize the Dao Sect and gradually strengthen themselves?" The black shadow raised his hand and waved. "What's there to think about? At most, they can force the Eight Desolate Marquis to take sides."

The demon fell silent.

At this time, Yan Xian's voice sounded from above their heads.

"Everyone! Something terrible has happened! Help!"

The black shadow was already feeling annoyed, and couldn't help but raise his voice a little, "What could be more serious than Li Yanmo attending the Dao Sect Competition as a Qi Training Stage cultivator!?"

"Xiao Yun went to confront Marquis Bahuang head-on!"

The shadow suffered cardiac arrest.

This is indeed a big deal.

Bahuang Military Camp.

Marquis Bahuang was a burly man with broad shoulders and back, like a towering mountain. Although he was the only one sitting, he was more eye-catching than the standing generals.

A narrow scar ran diagonally across his face, extending from his ear to his jaw. It was like a medal etched on his body by time and war, a sharp scar that only added to his heroic spirit. His brows shone with determination and courage, and his eyes were as deep as cold stars, seemingly able to see through all illusions.

And reflected in those sharp eyes was Xiao Yun, Dayu's future national protector and god of war.

However, at this moment, Xiao Yun did not look as heroic as the rumors said. His skin was a little pale, and his eyes exuded an indescribable coldness, which was far from being worthy of the title of Saint King.

"Are you Xiao Yun? You're not the same as the rumors say," Li Huang raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I heard that you and my son get along well."

"We get along... well, of course," Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, "but you, Marquis Bahuang, look... exactly the same as described in the rumors." "Oh? How do rumors talk?" Li Huang's tone gradually lowered, with an undisguised threat.

"Born to be rebellious, he has the look of an emperor."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Huang crushed the armrest of the chair, and the clouds wrapped in lightning gathered in a vortex shape under the pull of some huge force.

"Bold!" The faces of the generals of the Eight Desolate Army changed suddenly, and they all raised their weapons and pointed them at Xiao Yun.

Yan Xian, who was hiding in the ring, was so scared that he put his hand in his mouth.

In order to make Xiao Yun further dependent on the Immortal Palace and facilitate their possession of the body, he not only kept adding fuel to the fire, but also deliberately made Xiao Yun fail repeatedly.

This action did make Xiao Yun so angry that he lost his mind, but it also turned Xiao Yun into a powder keg.

Now it exploded directly in front of Marquis Bahuang.

"Don't panic! Marquis Bahuang won't kill Xiao Yun!" The black shadow quickly spoke to comfort him, so as to prevent Yan Xian from being frightened by Marquis Bahuang's murderous intent and becoming stressed.

Although it was unknown why Marquis Bahuang, who was so cunning and magnanimous, would get so angry over such a harmless verbal attack as "born to be rebellious", he would definitely not kill Xiao Yun. If he touched Xiao Yun, the entire Marquis Bahuang family would be doomed.

So there is nothing to panic about!

Under the terrifying murderous pressure of Marquis Bahuang, even Xiao Yun, whose Saint Bone was close to perfection, turned pale. However, he was not panicked at all. He put his hands behind his back and sneered.

"Marquis Bahuang, you are so arrogant! Do you really want to be the emperor? Otherwise, I will go to Emperor Yu and persuade him to give way to the virtuous!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Huang felt as if his vitals were strangled. The murderous intent that had been surging in his heart gradually faded, and finally turned into a cold snort, "You came to me just to say this nonsense? That's enough, you can go now."

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes. "How can this be just nonsense? Marquis Bahuang, your good son is at the Taoist competition right now. He seems to be having a lot of fun. Marquis Bahuang, don't you plan to intervene?"

"Oh? How could I not know? Is it because my son stole a bone from you?" Li Huang said lazily, "So, General Xiao, you are here to ask for that bone?"

Xiao Yun's face suddenly darkened, and Li Huang slowly stood up.

"When children fight, the loser, the one who can't afford to play, will sue the parents. It's not something to be ashamed of."

"My son has indeed gone too far this time. How about this? I will personally go find my good-for-nothing son and ask for that bone for you. Then, I'll have him apologize to you, General Xiao..."

Things have come to this point, how could Xiao Yun continue to stay in the Bahuang Military Camp?

"Hmph! Farewell!"

Xiao Yun flicked his sleeves and left angrily with overwhelming rage.

As Xiao Yun walked away, Li Huang's smile gradually faded, his hands clenched into fists, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"That bastard is testing me again. It's just not going away!"

In the Eight Desolate Military Camp, Xiao Yun's expression was grim, his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, but he suppressed his inner anger tightly. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly until he walked to a deserted place. The surroundings were silent, with only the lonely sound of the wind blowing through the wilderness.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his foot and stomped it hard on the ground, as if to pour out all his humiliation and anger. With a loud bang, the ground instantly cracked, scattering gravel and dust. His foot sank deeply into the broken ground, and the cracks around him spread like a spider web.

Yan Xian swallowed nervously.

"I remember you said... if you were to be resurrected, even a half-immortal wouldn't be your match."

(End of this chapter)