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

Chapter 487 He risked his life to slander me!
Cang Lei's eyes twitched wildly. He took out the talisman and crushed it very decisively, trying to attract the old guys from the Cang Tian Sword Sect over.

But for some reason, there was no reaction at all after the talisman broke.

Xuanjizi, the representative of the Tianji Pavilion, calculated with his fingers, his expression suddenly changing, "The Tianji is being blocked!? This place is being converted into a small world! We must act immediately!"

Cang Lei did not hesitate and immediately sacrificed his sword. A ray of lightning rushed up. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the lightning sword and swung it towards the falling world.

Thunder flashed, and the thunder sword expanded into countless arcs of electricity, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a huge thunder array, as if it was going to directly penetrate the falling small world.

"Hmph—a mere trifle."

A light hum came from the small world, and a sword shadow fell. With just one sword, a huge black arc opened in the air. All the lightning stagnated in the air, and under the powerful traction, all of it was included in the black arc.

Chang Wei and other Great Wilderness Prodigies who were currently slaying the Wilderness Monster suddenly had their eyes twitched as they recognized the arc.

"The Heaven-Devouring Sword Sect that devoured the sword arts of others? Wasn't that sword sect exterminated long ago?"

"Dayu's swordsmanship is nothing more than this—"

A shadowy figure came from the air, but he didn't even glance at Cang Lei and went straight to Cheng Yuejie's position, "The Lord of Jianmen, right? Let me see why you call yourself the Lord of Jianmen!"

In the Immortal Palace, Tianmo subconsciously looked at the black shadow, but the black shadow just raised his hand and waved, staring intently at Li Yanmo, who was in the Eight Desolations Palace with his hands behind his back, looking out of tune with everything.

He didn't need to look at the face, just the back view made him sure that the young man was Li Yanmo.

At first glance, it was indeed an ordinary Nascent Soul, but the more I looked at it, the more something seemed off. It seemed like it was Qi training, foundation building, or even a golden elixir.

If you want to find out clearly, I'm afraid you can only meet him face to face.

Facing the sudden attack from the shadow, Cheng Yuejie was frightened out of her wits, but she still stood in front of Jian Xin at the first moment, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with her right hand and trying to pull it out.

Jian Xin, who was behind Cheng Yuejie, just raised his eyes and met her gaze.

"I--"

The shadow froze in mid-air for a moment, but after a few breaths it exploded like a porcupine. Sword magic weapons of different forms grew out of his body, buzzing, as if trying to leave his body.

The man struggled to raise his hand and pointed in Cheng Yuejie's direction, "Sword, Sword Immortal! Are you a Sword Immortal!?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man was torn apart by the continuously emerging sword magic weapons, and all those sword magic weapons were nailed to Cheng Yuejie's side, like stars surrounding the moon.

Cheng Yuejie was stunned for a few seconds before meeting the stunned gazes of the others. Her face turned pale and she stammered, shaking her head, "I, I'm not, I didn't!"

"The Sword Master is dead! Died from the backlash of the sword magic weapon he devoured!?"

The Immortal Palace was the first to receive the news of the death. The Heavenly Demon was filled with disbelief, while the black shadow's heart sank, "There's a Sword Immortal present! There really is a Sword Immortal in the Tianxu Tower!"

But the shadow soon laughed.

"Even the Sword Immortal has been dispatched... This chess piece is indeed very important to Tianxu Tower! Opportunity!"

In the Eight Desolations Palace, besides Xiao Yun and Li Lin, there were also disciples and elders from super sects such as the Ghost Sect and the Five Hells Sect. They naturally saw the extraordinaryness of the skeleton at a glance, and also realized what the inheritance of the Eight Desolations Emperor was. Greedy gleamed in their eyes.

The prison gate, the Immortal Palace and the like were all forgotten, and they all took action, wanting to refine the incomplete bones of the Eight Desolate Emperor first.

Alliance? That doesn't exist. That's the bone of the Eight Desolate Emperor!

"Hehehehe—this bone is destined for me! When I become the new Emperor of Eight Desolations, I will definitely not forget you all!"

"Ghost Wuchang! Stop talking nonsense!" Only two people seemed to be passers-by.

One of them was Li Yanmo who was thinking hard, and the other was Hong Menglian.

Li Yanmo held the desolate bone in his hand and discussed with the female demon on the foundation-building platform, "What is the difference between this desolate bone and the body that Chi Che and the other three demons forged for you?"

"The principles are similar. They all use the world to reshape their bodies. However, the three monsters are limited in their abilities. Plus, my immortal soul is still there, so they can't directly manipulate the world. They can only use the method of replacing the Three Pure Ones to operate. But this desolate bone is different," Nuyao squeezed it hard and crushed the desolate bone that had been stored in the foundation-building platform.

"The Eight Desolate Emperor's soul has long since dissipated. These eight immortals are now controlling the entire Eight Desolate. They can directly have the Eight Desolate Emperor rebuild his body."

"Now that the Dao Pillar has reached its peak, the Eight Desolate Emperor lies somewhere between the Daoist traditions of Dayu and Great Desolation. Recasting the Eight Desolate Emperor's body will be extremely difficult."

"So they adopted the most time-consuming but also the most reliable method, allowing this world to regenerate the countless degraded fragments of the Eight Desolate Emperor's body. They collected, refined, and finally recast them."

Li Yanmo pinched his chin and looked at the dry bones on the chair again.

There is one characteristic of monks, which is that they are extremely hardworking, especially when it comes to collecting props. Their hard work is outrageous.

Even though the inheritance of the Eight Desolate Emperor had just begun a short while ago, in just such a short period of time, these cultivators had already collected countless desolate bones.

Thanks to this large amount of desolate bones, the Eight Desolate Emperor Bones are becoming complete at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone is waiting.

Only the complete Eight Desolate Emperor Bones can play the greatest role.

Li Yanmo glanced at Xiao Yun. At this moment, Xiao Yun was still hysterical, and Li Lin's expression was not much better. Judging from the reactions of these two people, the complete Eight Desolate Emperor Bones was an indispensable part of Emperor Yu's plan.

Damn it, what kind of plan did I come up with?! Why can't I figure it out?

Li Yanmo felt a little dizzy. Hong Menglian secretly glanced at Li Yanmo and was relieved to see that Li Yanmo was still calm and composed. She smiled and watched the dog-eat-dog drama in front of her.

Li Yanmo secretly glanced at Hong Menglian, and saw that Hong Menglian was watching the show leisurely, and he suddenly felt numb.

So confident? Did you figure out the plan?!
Seeing that the Five Hells Sect and other super sects simply ignored his orders and were trying to snatch the Eight Desolate Emperor's Bone, the black shadow was so angry that he almost vomited blood. However, when he saw the calm and composed Li Yanmo, the black shadow swallowed the blood back.

"Li Yanmo, do you even take this bit of humanity into account?! But if you think these are the only methods I have, then you are really underestimating me!"

Tian Mo hesitated for a moment and then asked quietly, "Do we have a backup plan?"

The black shadow smiled confidently, "Not having a backup plan is the biggest backup plan. He certainly can't imagine that I dare to attack head-on without a backup plan!"

"All his energy will be spent on guarding against my non-existent backup plan, and he won't be able to focus on the matter at hand!"

"..."

"Eight... Seven Immortals, why don't you take action?"

At the urging of the black shadow, the seven fairies, whose number had been reduced to seven, immediately took action.

They had already devoured the entire Eight Desolations, and controlling the power of the Eight Desolations was as easy as operating their hands and feet.

"Don't be presumptuous!"

A majestic rebuke sounded, and the low-level Dayu monks vomited blood and flew backwards. Gui Wuchang and other elder-level monks from super sects were stunned for a moment and then directly launched an attack on the phantoms of the Seven Immortals.

(End of this chapter)