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Qi Daolin realized that Xiao Yan was now serious, and the playful expression on his face instantly disappeared.

"Good lad, you're finally serious!"

Qi Daolin quickly formed hand seals, and his body shone with golden light. An ancient rune emerged from his palm, transforming into a huge golden shield in front of him.

"--boom!!!"

The Great Creation Palm crashed down, colliding with the golden shield and unleashing a deafening roar.

The violent energy swept outwards, even causing cracks to appear in the ground.

The surrounding cultivators cried out in alarm and retreated, some even being knocked to the ground by the aftershocks.

"—Click-clack!"

The golden shield trembled violently under the impact of the palm print, and fine cracks began to appear on its surface.

Qi Daolin's expression changed, and he quickly activated his magic power to enhance it, while simultaneously retreating rapidly, attempting to dissipate that terrifying force.

"—Snap!"

The golden shield finally gave way and shattered with a crash.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan's Great Creation Palm power was also exhausted.

Qi Daolin steadied himself, shook his numb arm, and looked on in shock.

"Indeed, the power of that palm strike just now has probably already touched the threshold of the sect leader level!"

Xiao Yan chuckled, but didn't reply. He formed hand seals again.

This time, eight enormous pillars of fire appeared behind him, each burning with flames of a different color—the various strange fires he had fused together.

"—A strange fire scorches the heavens!"

Eight pillars of fire simultaneously blasted towards Qi Daolin.

Wherever the flames passed, even the air itself was scorched and distorted.

Qi Daolin dared not take the attack head-on, his figure flickering like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the first pillar of fire.

But the second and third waves came one after another, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

"What kind of fire is this? How can it have such terrifying temperatures?"

Qi Daolin dodged while secretly trembling with fear.

He had lived for so many years and seen countless fire-based supernatural powers, but he had never seen such bizarre flames.

These flames seemed to have a life of their own, each containing different characteristics, making them extremely difficult to deal with!

"Hahaha, again..."

"—Flame Splits and Devours Waves!"

"—The Emperor's Seal Technique!!"

"—Buddha's Wrath of Reincarnation!"

Xiao Yan became more and more excited as he fought, using all sorts of fighting techniques with ease.

Terrifying attacks rained down on Qi Daolin, forcing the Dao Master of the Supreme Daoist Temple into a sorry state.

Finally, Qi Daolin couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, "Stop, stop, stop... We're not fighting anymore, we're not fighting anymore!"

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan quickly withdrew his fighting technique.

He looked at Qi Daolin with a smile and asked, "What, are you admitting defeat so quickly?"

Qi Daolin, panting heavily, waved his hand and said, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat. You're too strange, kid. I've lived for so many years and I've never seen a young man as good as you."

Xiao Yan raised his chin smugly: "Then do you still want to take me as your disciple?"

Qi Daolin said with a wry smile, "What do you mean by 'take it back'? I can't even understand your skills, how am I supposed to teach you?"

Xiao Yan laughed heartily, but secretly rejoiced.

Actually, he has even more powerful moves he hasn't used yet, such as the "Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force".

However, he cannot fully control that technique yet; its power is too great. If he accidentally kills Qi Daolin, it would cause trouble for Zhu Chen.

However, after this battle, he found that his newly broken-through Dou Di realm seemed to have become more stable.

Indeed, if you want to improve, you still need real-world experience.

"It seems Qi Daolin had a trick up his sleeve... This is boring..."

Seeing that Xiao Yan and Qi Daolin had finished fighting, Zhu Chen immediately stepped forward and said to Xiao Yan, "Alright, you've had enough fun, it's time to go." Xiao Yan nodded and was about to leave with Zhu Chen.

"Wait a minute!"

Qi Daolin suddenly called out to them.

Zhu Chen turned around, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Qi Daolin glanced at the elders and cultivators of the Heavenly Immortal Academy around him and lowered his voice, saying, "This is not the place to talk. Would you gentlemen like to come with me somewhere else?"

Zhu Chen looked at him thoughtfully, and after a moment nodded: "Lead the way."

Qi Daolin's eyes lit up. Without saying a word, he took to the air and flew away into the distance.

Zhu Chen followed closely behind with Xiao Yan and Qing Yi.

The three followed Qi Daolin for about half an hour before arriving at a desolate mountain range.

Qi Daolin landed on an inconspicuous mountain peak, formed hand seals, and chanted incantations.

The next moment, the void rippled slightly, and a portal appeared out of thin air.

"Please, everyone."

Qi Daolin gestured for him to enter and stepped through the doorway first.

Zhu Chen and the other two followed them inside.

The moment they stepped through the portal, the scene before them stunned both Xiao Yan and Qing Yi.

This is an extremely magnificent temple!

Pavilions and towers stand side by side, waterfalls cascade down, exotic flowers and rare herbs abound, and the rich spiritual energy almost condenses into mist.

In the distance stood a massive training ground, covered in ancient runes, faintly radiating a terrifying aura.

"This...this is the Supreme Dojo you were talking about?"

Xiao Yan stared wide-eyed at what was happening before him in disbelief.

He originally thought the Supreme Dojo was just a name, but he didn't expect it to be so grand.

Qingyi was also full of amazement: "When I was at Tianxian Academy, I heard other students mention the Supreme Dojo. It is said that the Dojo was destroyed many years ago, but now it seems that those rumors are not true."

Upon hearing this, Qi Daolin's face showed a hint of unease.

Just then, Zhu Chen suddenly laughed.

He looked around and said calmly, "Sometimes what the eyes see is not necessarily the truth."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it.

A golden light surged from his palm, instantly sweeping across the entire training ground.

The next moment, the scene before my eyes began to distort.

Those magnificent pavilions and towers shattered like bubbles, the sacred springs and waterfalls vanished, and the exotic flowers and plants turned into nothingness.

Instead, there was a desolate ruin.

Broken walls and ruins, overgrown with weeds, everywhere bears the marks of battle.

The huge training ground is now reduced to a few broken stone slabs, the runes on them long since blurred and indistinct.

Xiao Yan and Qing Yi were both stunned.

"What...what's going on?"

Xiao Yan asked incredulously.

Zhu Chen looked at Qi Daolin with a half-smile and said, "Master Qi, you're quite skilled at using this illusion technique."

Qi Daolin smiled awkwardly and scratched his head: "Ahem... This... I'm sorry for making you all laugh. This Supreme Daoist Temple was indeed destroyed long ago. I was just using a smokescreen to save face for myself."

Qingyi suddenly realized what was going on, and her gaze toward Qi Daolin became more sympathetic.

Xiao Yan burst into laughter: "Old man, you're in such a sorry state! Your dojo is in such a mess, how can you still take on disciples?"

Qi Daolin blushed and said irritably, "What do you know, brat? Although the dojo is destroyed, my skills are still there. As long as someone is willing to come, I can still teach a peerless master!"

Zhu Chen looked at him and suddenly asked, "Master Qi, you didn't call us here just to show us this ruin, did you?"

Qi Daolin's expression turned serious, his joking demeanor vanished, and he said earnestly, "Of course not. I called you here because I have something important to discuss."

...(End of this chapter)