100-year-old foundation building, starting from the maximum level of understanding

Chapter 497 Consecutive Defeats in Sparring, Contempt Beneath Humility

Ji Haoyuan knew very well that although his performance in the new world was indeed good, it was not enough to be elevated to such a top level.

But if someone speaks of him that way in front of outsiders, their intentions are certainly not so pure.

Upon hearing Ji Haoyuan's words, Miao Zixi nodded slightly and said:
"Indeed, it is some people from the Moral Holy Sect who are the most enthusiastic about praising it."

Senior brother…

Miao Zixi couldn't help but show a hint of worry on her face.

Clearly, she is now somewhat worried about Ji Haoyuan's situation.

In the current public opinion climate, those who know that Ji Haoyuan is in seclusion will naturally not say much.

But most people don't think that way.

Especially now, the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan has already mentioned him.

In addition, most of the others from their Myriad Laws Holy Land ended in defeat.

In this way, it won't just be outsiders who want to see Ji Haoyuan appear.

Even within the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws, many disciples who were unaware of the true situation were eagerly anticipating Ji Haoyuan's appearance.

Hopefully, he can dampen the arrogance of the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan.

However, the strength of the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan.

His strength, especially at the sixth-order Void Refinement level, is evident to all.

Even several top experts in the late-stage Void Refinement realm were defeated by them.

If Ji Haoyuan were to go out at this moment...

Especially when they're surrounded by those layers of halos.

If he wins, that will be fine, but if he loses, it will be a heavy blow to his prestige within the sect.

Not only that, but the reputation of their Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws will likely also be affected.

Ji Haoyuan could not possibly be unaware of these things.

But precisely because he knew this, he could no longer remain indifferent.

After all, whatever his reasons, if he cannot fight the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan before they leave the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws, it will be interpreted as cowardice.

The consequences could be even more severe than his defeat.

Therefore, his best option right now is to go and meet those Seven-Colored Peacock Clan guys.

Outside the Tai Cang Cave Heaven.

Beside a Dharma performance platform.

More than a dozen cultivators from the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan stood among them.

Each of them had reached the sixth level of the Void Refinement stage.

At this moment, they were watching the two people fighting each other on the stage.

A look of pride involuntarily appeared on their faces.

He was a man with extremely handsome features, and his body was surrounded by shimmering divine light.

Opposite him was the chief disciple from Guangxuan Cave Heaven, a young man named Tang Bufan.

This person's cultivation level was the same as the handsome man opposite him, both being at the late stage of the Void Refinement realm.

However, his current situation is not so optimistic.

Every supernatural power and magical technique he unleashed was easily neutralized by the handsome man.

Conversely, every time the handsome man fired a beam of colored light, Tang Bufan would be in a terrible state.

This left the cultivators from the Myriad Laws Holy Land, who were watching the battle from the other side, looking rather grim.

It should be noted that Tang Bufan, the chief of Guangxuan Cave Heaven, is among the top in terms of cultivation and combat power among the chiefs of various cave heavens.

As a result, in his battle against the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan, the handsome man named Kong Changtian was completely on the defensive and was at a significant disadvantage.

If things continue like this, it probably won't be long before Tang Bufan is completely defeated.

With his defeat, their Myriad Laws Holy Land, including their previous losses, would have suffered more than ten consecutive defeats. And the reality was indeed as everyone expected.

A few moments later, Tang Bufan from Guangxuan Cave Heaven was sent flying dozens of miles away by Kong Changtian.

He coughed up large amounts of blood, and his body was covered in cracks of varying degrees.

Most importantly, at the sites where his wounds were cracked, streaks of colorful smoke were flashing, hindering the healing of his injuries.

"Senior brother, I think we should call it a day."

At this moment, the seven-colored peacock clan cultivator named Kong Changtian had a smile on his face.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Tang Bufan and spoke in a humble tone.

It was clear that although his words and attitude were humble, there was a hint of contempt and mockery deep in his eyes.

Some of the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan cultivators watching from the other side also laughed out loud.

"Senior Brother Changtian is right, let's end it here for today."

"We can have another discussion another day when we have more time, or when your senior brother Nanhua emerges from seclusion."

These words, seemingly meant to comfort, are in fact no different from a veiled attack on the heart.

What does "some other time" mean?

This clearly means that they have lost much interest in fighting against the cultivators of your Myriad Laws Holy Land.

Even if they continue to compete, the outcome will not change.

This is blatant disdain.

Tang Bufan, along with the other cultivators from the Myriad Laws Holy Land who were watching the battle, felt extremely frustrated.

They wanted to argue back, but when the words came to their lips, they didn't know how to begin.

What else can I say?
They felt that anything they said at this point would be futile.

Unless, at this moment, someone steps in and breaks through the enemy's camp.

But for now, they can only think about such things.

Over time, they all had a very clear understanding of the strength of the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan.

They knew that it was indeed a race blessed by the heavens.

From talent and cultivation to comprehension and application of the law, they surpass most people in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Laws.

Even if it's Ji Haoyuan.

At this point, they also did not believe that even if the other side appeared, they might not be a match for those Seven-Colored Peacock Clan members.

If you're lucky, you might win one or two games.

But if he's unlucky, he might end up like Tang Bufan, which isn't impossible.

Just as Kong Changtian and the group of Seven-Colored Peacock Clan cultivators were about to leave the Dharma-teaching platform, a figure suddenly appeared slowly approaching from a distance.

At first glance, the person seemed unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it was discovered that he possessed the appearance of a banished immortal.

Both his appearance and demeanor exude an extraordinary aura.

It seemed as if it had become one with this world.

Moreover, although his walking seemed slow, it was as if he had measured the distance in advance with every step he took.

In the blink of an eye, they came closer from afar.

Among the crowd of Wanfa Holy Land cultivators who had been watching the battle, some widened their eyes and couldn't help but show joy on their faces.

Among them were Lu Yuanshan, Dai Yunfang, and others.

Even Qin Shan and Feng Zitao, who came from Guangxuan Cave Heaven, showed hope.

"It's Senior Brother Nan Hua!"

Finally, someone broke the silence.

Upon hearing this name, Kong Changtian and the other cultivators of the Seven-Colored Peacock Clan all turned their attention to that figure.

(End of this chapter)