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

Chapter 484 I want to fight to the death!
"Thunder Immortal? Are you the Thunder Immortal who joined forces with seven other Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivators to reshape the universe and was then beaten to death?" Li Yanmo raised his eyebrows. "You're clearly not an immortal, so why do you have the nerve to call yourself one?"

Hong Menglian added, "He's not even a half-immortal."

Lei Xian couldn't help but mutter, "If you can't become an immortal, then you can't become an immortal. Why do you call yourself a half-immortal to cover up your shame?"

"What did you say? Believe it or not, I will kill you!" Seeing that Lei Xian dared to talk back, Hong Menglian suddenly exploded and shouted that she would slap Lei Xian to death.

Li Yanmo reached out to stop Hong Menglian, his eyes narrowed slightly. "So, the rumors are indeed true. The eight of you have been relying on the Eight Desolations and have been plotting something. Now you are pretending to be the Eight Desolations Emperor and using chance and destiny as bait. What do you want to do?"

Lei Xian's heart skipped a beat, his eyes clear, "Fellow Daoist, what are you talking about? Those are all rumors. With the power of the Eight Desolate Emperor, he can easily wipe out the existence of the eight of us if he wants."

"The eight of us have come to a sudden realization and sincerely repented. The Emperor of the Eight Desolations saw our sincerity, so he left us to guard the Eight Desolations!"

Li Yanmo raised his eyebrows. "So, you guys have turned Bahuang Town into the mess it is now?"

"Because we are trash."

Li Yanmo was speechless. This man even called himself a waste. What else could he do?

At this time, the banshee spoke up, something she rarely did. "That person is not wrong... This Eight Desolate Land is full of problems, and they are not something that the eight of them can control."

"The eight worlds are completely integrated into one world, but these eight worlds are all small worlds created by the Great Desolate Dao. They have not withstood enough heavenly tribulations and are not recognized by heaven and earth. Heaven and earth will instinctively reject them."

Nuyao pinched her chin, carefully surveyed her surroundings, and nodded, "But the Eight Desolate Emperor chose to become an immortal using this land. He was part of the Great Desolate Dao, part of the Great Yu Dao. When he died... I'm afraid he was in great pain."

"And this person is definitely lying."

"The Eight Desolate Emperor must have wanted to destroy these eight people, but he didn't have time."

Li Yanmo pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and then raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "What opportunity did you say you were going to give me?"

"...Uh, this, this," Lei Xian subconsciously wanted to look at Hong Menglian, but Hong Menglian looked like a crazy woman. He didn't dare to look at her again, so he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "As long as you collect enough desolate bones, you can seize the initiative in the Eight Desolate Palace that will open later."

"Wild bones?"

Hong Menglian felt that the words sounded familiar. After rubbing her forehead and thinking for a while, she finally remembered, "Ah~ It's that bone-like thing that grows naturally in the Eight Desolate Lands, and that is also exploded by desolate monsters... Do we have to rely on that thing to steal the Eight Desolate Emperor's inheritance? Are you kidding me?"

After remembering it, Hong Menglian became angry, and Lei Xian didn't dare to say a word.

Li Yanmo squatted down and faced Lei Xian, with a smile on his face, "Are you underestimating me?"

Seeing that Li Yanmo, a Yuanying stage cultivator, dared to get so close, Lei Xian couldn't help but mutter inwardly, "Who is looking down on whom?" If it weren't for a half-immortal protector, he could have slapped Li Yanmo to death with just one slap.

Lei Xian was muttering to himself while smiling, but as he watched, he suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him looked familiar.

It was definitely the first time he saw them, but he must have known the appearance of these young people before.

Soon Lei Xian found the young face in front of him from his memory.

Tianxu Tower, Li Yanmo.

He was an extremely vicious man who played Dayu in the palm of his hand and even the Immortal Palace did not dare to confront him head-on.

This extremely vicious man actually entered the Eight Desolations!

A gleam of determination flashed in Lei Xian's eyes. As soon as he raised his head, Hong Menglian reached out and pinched him, crushing Lei Xian, one of the Eight Immortals, on the spot. Because he was a spirit, there was no blood splattering on Li Yanmo's face, but he was still frightened.

His biggest headache right now was that Emperor Yu was overthinking things, firmly believing that he, the Master of Tianxu Tower, was executing some grand plan. He had to know the extent of Emperor Yu's speculation and what support he was using. Since Xiao Yun and Li Lin had descended from the Eight Desolations to fight for the Eight Desolations Emperor's inheritance, the plan Emperor Yu believed in must be related to the Eight Desolations Emperor's inheritance. And if it was related to the Eight Desolations Emperor's inheritance, it would definitely involve the Desolate Bone.

"Mr. Li, there's no need for you to do this kind of dirty and tiring work," Hong Menglian clapped her hands as if there was dirt stuck on them.

Although her curves were by no means comparable to Hong Muer's, her every word and action exuded Hong Muer's aura, or rather, Hong Muer's every word and action exuded the aura of Hong Menglian.

Looking at Hong Menglian who was trying to take credit for something, Li Yanmo nodded helplessly, "Thank you."

"No need! No need!"

Although Lei Xian died quickly, his death was not in vain. The scene he saw before he was slapped to death was successfully transmitted back to the Immortal Palace and known to everyone in the Immortal Palace.

Although it is heroic, it makes people's scalp tingle.

He was young, with a half-smile on his face, and his sunny smile looked like a ghost face to everyone in the Immortal Palace. What he said almost made the black shadow collapse to the ground.

【Are you underestimating others? 】

Seen through!

"Action now!" The black shadow stood up and threw the chess pieces off the board, "Smash the treasure house! No more delay!"

"Take the treasury?! Isn't that too hasty?" Tian Mo was startled and stammered, "But, but Li Yanmo is still in the Eight Desolations, and there are Dayu's imperial guards there. Should we..."

"If we hesitate any longer, we'll never be able to turn the tables!" The black shadow clenched his fists, his eyes determined. "He's trying to make us cowardly, to force us to retreat. Once we retreat, this game will be completely irrelevant to us. Then Emperor Yu will have no choice but to use the Holy Pillar!"

"But if we fight to the death, we still have a chance!"

"As long as Bahuang leaves the Great Thousand World and returns to the Small World, time in the world will speed up countless times. Perhaps..."

The black shadow raised his head and spoke word by word.

"There's still a chance to kill... to dampen Li Yanmo's arrogance! Let Emperor Yu realize that he still has us, the enemy of his enemy, to balance the situation!"

The black shadow originally wanted to say that he would take the opportunity to kill Li Yanmo, but the black shadow felt that saying so would make him seem like he was staging a suicide attack.

Since Li Yanmo dared to pass on information to them so openly, he must have enough cards up his sleeve. Don't make trouble for no reason.

Furthermore, if he really set killing Li Yanmo as his goal, the morale of the Immortal Palace’s army would be broken.

It would be great to dampen someone's enthusiasm. The scope of dampening one's enthusiasm is very broad. The important thing is that if they feel that they have been dampened, then it is dampened.

It was unknown how many times that the sky had been used as a backdrop for showing off one's power.

Murky dark clouds surged, and a massive shadow slowly emerged from the clouds. It was a towering tower, as majestic as a mountain, its spire soaring into the clouds, seemingly piercing the heavens. The tower was pitch black, its surface covered in ancient runes that shimmered with a dim light.

Faced with such a sudden change, Marquis Bahuang, who was in the camp, raised the corner of his mouth.

Far away in Baidi City, Emperor Yu, shrouded in purple air, laughed, and his ministers also laughed along with him.

The representatives of the sects at the Taoist competition all raised their brows.

Because there were three words written on the giant tower.

Immortal Palace!
(End of this chapter)