This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Upon seeing the three arrive, Venerable Zhenyue was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully:

"Welcome, Your Excellencies..."

All the disciples of the Hongyu Imperial Clan knelt on one knee and said in unison:

"Welcome, Your Excellencies..."

The three walked out of the Heavenly Gate and hovered in mid-air. It seemed that the people of the Hongyu Imperial Clan were all exceptionally tall.

These three were actually taller than Venerable Zhenyue.

All the young talents present were overjoyed, never expecting that this trip would not only allow them to see the Heavenly Prince, but also the Supreme Elder of the Hongyu Imperial Clan.

Such figures are all at the pinnacle of the Xuanhuang Great World.

I've really broadened my horizons today.

Di Hao looked at the three people who came, chuckled, and didn't take them too seriously.

Even the most powerful of the Supreme Elders of the Hongyu Imperial Clan only had four Emperor Marks, which was still quite a gap between them and him.

Moreover, these three old guys are already over four thousand years old. Given his lifespan limit, he probably doesn't have many more years to live.

His vital energy and blood have begun to decline, and he is on a downward trend.

Emperor Hao is only a little over a thousand years old, in his prime, with strong blood and energy, and he is improving every day.

Even if three people attacked together, they would be no match for him.

"If I'm not mistaken, the three of you should be Supreme Thousand Leaves, Supreme Bloodlight, and Supreme Heavenly Arrow, right?"

"Have these three supreme rulers of the imperial clans come here together to snatch someone from my hands?"

"Supreme" is the respectful title given by all people to masters of the Martial God Realm.

Most of those who achieve the title of Martial God have their own honorary title.

The title was not chosen by the individual, but rather bestowed upon them by the people of the martial arts world based on their characteristics over time.

The simultaneous appearance of the three supreme beings would be an absolute force capable of crushing everything, no matter where they were.

But at this moment, Di Hao showed no fear in the face of these three supreme beings.

At this time, he did not reveal his imperial markings, so the three of them could not discern the extent of his power.

They were also unwilling to easily break off relations.

"Di Hao, this is Tianxiang City. We have discovered a member of our imperial clan with bloodlines here. We cannot allow you to take her away."

"You may name any conditions you require, and the Hongyu Imperial Clan will do its best to meet them."

Upon hearing this, Di Hao smiled faintly and pointed to Nangong Yue, who was being held by a maid behind him, saying:

"What do you think you should offer in exchange for this supreme treasure formed by the fusion of the Heavenly Emperor's bloodline and the Great Emperor Hongyu's bloodline?"

The three supreme beings turned cold and were speechless.

Di Hao's meaning was crystal clear: the Heavenly Court might not even be interested in what their Hongyu Imperial Clan could offer.

The Heavenly Court might have its eye on something, but the Hongyu Imperial Clan might not be willing to part with it.

For a moment, I was at a loss.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan's expression turned cold.

He decided to intervene in this cause and effect.

It wasn't because of her friendship with Nangong Yue, but simply because she disliked Di Hao's comment that he treated Nangong Yue like an object.

After making up his mind, Li Daoxuan immediately sent a telepathic message to Wang Jingshu.

"Jing Shu, in a moment I will use magic to turn you into a speck of dust and attach you to Bai Su Su."

"You must maintain your upright and shadowless divine power to conceal your aura. Your master will cast a concealment talisman on you. As long as you don't move around, even Di Hao will not be able to detect you."

Wang Jingshu was startled upon hearing this. She understood the other meaning behind Li Daoxuan's words: her master was about to make a move.

Wang Jingshu didn't dare to delay and quickly nodded in reply:

"Don't worry, Master, I know what to do."

Li Daoxuan said no more, muttering incantations as he flicked his fingertips, drawing a concealing talisman.

With her supernatural power activated, Wang Jingshu's figure vanished instantly, turning into a speck of dust almost invisible to the naked eye, which landed on Bai Susu beside her.

Bai Susu noticed something was wrong, turned her head to look, and couldn't help but look puzzled.

"Huh? Where's Master Jinghong?"

Li Daoxuan smiled without saying a word, and Bai Susu immediately realized what was going on and stopped talking.

Li Daoxuan took out another soybean, flicked it with his finger, and sent it flying into the air.

But his own figure had vanished without a trace.

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate..."

Li Daoxuan's voice attracted the attention of Di Hao and the three supreme beings, and everyone subconsciously turned to look at Li Daoxuan.

Di Hao frowned slightly and questioned:

"Oh? You think what I said was inappropriate?"

In mid-air, Li Daoxuan smiled and said:

"Miss Nangong is a person, not an object, so how can you fight over her like this?"

Di Hao looked at Li Daoxuan with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, raised his hand and pointed, a stream of light shot towards Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan neither dodged nor evaded, letting the streak of light strike his chest.

His body was instantly torn to pieces, leaving no trace of his remains.

Bai Susu's expression changed drastically, and she was about to cry out in surprise, but she forced herself to hold it in at the last second.

Looking closer, they saw a soybean, broken into four pieces, falling from mid-air; Li Daoxuan was nowhere to be seen.

Di Hao's expression changed slightly, and he thought to himself, "This is bad..."

He turned his head sharply and saw Li Daoxuan appear beside his maid, snatching Nangong Yue from the maid's arms.

By the time the maid realized what was happening, Li Daoxuan had already pulled Nangong Yue to a safe distance.

This sudden turn of events happened in the blink of an eye. Not only were the young talents watching the spectacle caught off guard, but even Emperor Hao and the three supreme beings of the Hongyu Imperial Clan were stunned.

"How dare you, you brat!"

Upon seeing this, the Heavenly Arrow Supreme, who was standing on the right among the three Supremes, was furious and then attacked without hesitation.

With a wave of his hand, a spear shot forth, piercing through the void and arriving before Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan remained unmoved, standing still as the spear pierced through his chest.

A shocking scene unfolded: the spear that could easily kill a demigod immortal pierced right through Li Daoxuan's body, as if it had pierced through empty air.

It failed to leave Li Daoxuan with the slightest damage.

"What? The Martial God's attack failed to leave him with any damage..."

"Who is this person? How can he be so terrifying?"

"I've never seen anything like it before, but with such strength, he must be a supreme martial god."

......

At this moment, Cang Que, standing in the crowd, turned pale as he looked at Li Daoxuan in mid-air.

But the one whose face was even paler than his was the Holy Son of the Yi Shen Sect beside him.

The two exchanged a glance, still feeling a lingering sense of unease.

The Holy Son of the Yi Divine Sect immediately turned to his attendants and instructed them:

"Quickly, pass down the order to halt all investigations into this person..."

After giving the order, the Holy Son of the Yi Divine Sect raised his hand and wiped his forehead; his sleeve was already soaked with sweat.

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In the sky, even the Heavenly Arrow Supreme, who had just made his move, was somewhat incredulous. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that attack, it was definitely not something an ordinary Earth Immortal could withstand.

But Li Daoxuan actually dared to take it head-on; even if he were truly a martial god, he would never dare to do that...

"Master Daoxuan, what do you mean by this?"

Although Di Hao was also somewhat surprised, he still restrained himself and asked.

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and replied calmly:

"Your Highness, Miss Nangong is a friend of mine from Tianxiang City. As a friend, I feel that your competition for her is somewhat inappropriate."

"How about this, I'll wake her up and let her choose for herself, shall I?"