Perfect Double Agent

Yuechan paused in the sky for a moment, looking down, "Xuerou, take him in for training."

Flame Wheel: "..."

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At this moment, the number of living beings above the clouds had decreased significantly, and hundreds and thousands of people were pouring into the portal, including the first generation and the prodigies.

However, every visitor discovered that this was a vast and boundless wilderness, an endless expanse of desolation, occasionally punctuated by earth-shattering roars of beasts and the flight of giant birds.

However, the teleportation rules here are strange. Those who initially entered together were separated, except for those from the same sect.

If you want an alliance, you can only look for other people within the organization.

"The jade token of a small town is in the den of a ferocious beast at the Divine Fire level, so the jade token of the central city might be in the den of a beast at the True God level."

Meanwhile, in another area, Bai Ye held the jade tablet in his hand, glanced at the ferocious beast's corpse that had been split in two, and said strangely.

"Boss, I have a feeling that the leader of the Patching Heaven Sect is settling a personal score. He deliberately dumped us in this godforsaken place, and we ended up in a beast's nest right away. This is not a good sign."

“It’s definitely not a good sign… I just don’t know if there will be large groups of people ahead…” Bai Ye raised his eyes and gazed at the huge, hazy figure standing at the edge of the world, holding the halberd upside down in his hand.

Chapter 211 Being too arrogant will get you shot sooner or later.

The vast wilderness stretched for countless miles. The golden moon illuminated the night, and at the very edge of the sky, only a hazy, enormous figure stood tall.

He was so tall, towering and upright, able to hold up the moon with one hand and grasp the stars above with a raised hand, yet his figure was familiar to many.

That was the leader of the Patching Heaven Sect. He himself would not interfere with anything inside. Besides projecting, he also played a guiding role, just like the selection process back then. The location of the other party was the finish line. The place where the jade tablets of the eight central cities were placed might be there.

"Boss, he's definitely trying to make things difficult for us. It would take ten days or half a month to fly that far, right?" Taurus was dissatisfied, feeling it was too unfair, and felt indignant on behalf of Bai Ye. So what if he had a little something going on with the Holy Maiden of your lineage? These elders just love to interfere, ultimately creating one tragic story after another that will be passed down through the ages.

"Fortunately, if anyone from the Patching Heaven Sect dared to seduce my senior sister, let alone make a move, they would likely be slapped to death by the sect leader." Bai Ye said calmly.

But they were moving forward rapidly, like streaks of light, darting through space.

The sect leader had sent him a telepathic message, saying that apart from the central city, which was relatively important, the others were nothing. Those people were all shrewd; it was hard to count how many properties a major sect owned. These properties on the surface were probably just a small portion left for other smaller forces to avoid looking too greedy.

Then they preached to win over the hearts of the people. In this way, no one would care that the Demon Sunflower Garden was divided up. They would only say that the various giants had the world in their hearts and benefited all living beings, and they would be grateful to them.

At least a share? What share? You clearly take on disciples and then preach, making it a win-win situation for everyone.

Moments later, they fell down and came to rest above a mountain range.

Under the moonlit night, the air was thick with the stench of blood. The forest below had long been destroyed, and golden divine energy still lingered on the earth.

"white night?!"

Two figures emerged: a golden-skinned youth and a chubby white boy. The boy's large, beady eyes and bright bald head were still striking even in the darkness of the night.

The former is Zhang Qing, the contemporary successor of the Western Paradise Sect, and the latter is Ge Dun.

"Hey, so it's the infamous little devil, grand-disciple. How about we join forces and keep him here? With our grand-uncle here, he won't be able to hurt a hair on your head." Ge Dun chuckled, his already pitifully small eyes almost disappearing.

But as soon as he finished speaking, it was clearly visible that Zhang Qing's originally golden complexion had turned as black as charcoal.

He is, after all, the current successor of the Western Paradise Sect. People fight for their pride, and even Buddhas fight for their incense offerings. Everyone has a sense of shame. Originally, I had no grudge against that little devil, but your damn mouth has made my status drop several levels instantly.

Even if you address someone correctly, you can call them that in private; there's no need to say it in front of others.

“Grand-disciple, you don’t understand me. Once you know how strong my defense is, you will understand that among all supernatural powers, only the toughest can be called a true man. This is also why I admire my master.”

Godun stepped forward, directly challenging him with his eyes, "Little White Demon, come down and fight Grandpa Turtle a couple of times. I'll shed a drop of blood, and I'll acknowledge you as my grandpa!"

Zhang Qing forced a smile. He didn't know if this newcomer was really stupid or just pretending. If you're willing to acknowledge a grandfather, does that mean the little devil will accept a grandson?

If word got out, not only would that little devil not feel ashamed, but the Jietian Sect would also feel ashamed.

"And that bull, your grandpa gave you four hands, you little bastard, do you dare to fight?!" Ge Dun was still talking, his voice not loud, but it made people furious.

Even Zhang Qing thought that this newcomer might not live long. Although he inherited the longevity and defense of the Long-lived Turtle, he also inherited its invincible courage to defy heaven and earth.

"Come on, you little devil, kill me! If you're a man, kill me!"

"boom!"

The sky trembled as a great halberd cleaved down. In that instant, it was as if an endless canyon had been split open between the sky and the earth, the spatial power cleaving the heavens and the earth with terrifying force.

"So what if it's space? What can you do to me!" Ge Dun soared into the sky, his entire body expanding like a giant. He unleashed a single punch, shattering the halberd-shaped force that was slashing towards him.

"Grand-disciple, you hold them off first. I'll make them flee in disarray!"

"You really deserve a beating!" Bai Ye lowered his eyes, looking at the giant fist that was suddenly coming from the sky. He slashed with his halberd, and a large amount of spatial power surged out.

"Boom!"

Ge Dun punched the air, only a dozen meters away from Bai Ye. It was as if he had hit a wall of air, and could not advance any further.

"A spatial barrier? Watch me break through your divine power!"

In that instant, Ge Dun reached out and grabbed a tortoise shell covered with symbols of the Great Dao.

It is too complex and profound, like the celestial galaxy, mysterious and difficult to understand. Unlike the famous celestial diagrams on the backs of other turtles, such as the Bagua, it seems to focus entirely on defense.

"Your grandpa turtle is born supreme. Others have bones, but your grandpa turtle has a shell!"

"when!"

With the sound of a bell, in that instant, the surging runes of the Great Dao of Time and Space descended like a celestial waterfall, enveloping the man and the ox, filling the entire world. At a glance, the whole sky seemed to be filled with fragments of time and space.

Zhang Qing below was horrified. He saw that Ge Dun was still holding the tortoise shell and was about to throw it, but Ge Dun seemed to be frozen in time and space. Even his body began to age. In addition, a figure appeared around Ge Dun seven or eight times in an instant, doing something unknown.

By the time Ge Dun came to his senses, a pair of bull hooves had already appeared on his forehead and then stomped down hard.

"boom!"

Ge Dun swayed and fell backward, unable to maintain his enormous Dharma form. His forehead was bruised and swollen, with dark bloodstains inside, as if it would burst at the slightest touch.

"It hurts so much, but there's no blood!" Godun was still yelling, and the turtle shield in his hand was itching to strike.

"The defense is indeed not weak... but being too arrogant will get you shot sooner or later." Bai Ye glanced down and his figure began to fade.

"Space can't harm me, and now you've used time? It seems you still can't break through my defenses, you little devil, are you planning to escape now!"

Zhang Qing: "..."

He could see clearly that the little devil had attacked seven or eight times in that instant. Anyone else would have been dead long ago. He didn't know if the little devil was deliberately holding back or if Godun really had the ability to do so.

"Grand-disciple, chase after them! We can't let those two bastards get away. Strike while the iron is hot and kill them."

"Don't chase them, the people from the Demon Dragon Sect are nearby," Zhang Qing warned solemnly.

"What's there to be afraid of? We're going to fight the demonic dragon! Watch as our grandmaster uncle leads us to sweep across this world! Even if there are millions of enemies ahead, I will still go!"

Zhang Qing's face darkened, his fists clenched tightly. The little devil had only casually made a couple of moves, without even using any supernatural powers, yet this newcomer acted as if he were invincible. He couldn't stand his arrogance.

He really wanted to pry open that turtle's head to see if it was filled with paste.

However, at that moment, something happened to Godun's body, and suddenly seven or eight tiny white dots appeared.

They were like seeds of time; as soon as they appeared, they began to grow, causing Godun to scream in agony. "Oh no! I've fallen for the little devil's trick! He can't break through me head-on, so he's resorting to underhanded tactics, trying to win from within. Watch me refine them!"

The white seeds grew extremely fast, like vines or wandering tentacles, and in just a moment, they made Godun look like rotten wood.

"As expected, if you provoke him now, you'll only face death." Zhang Qing shook his head. Physical strength has nothing to do with time. After all, you're not truly immune to magic. He doesn't care how many layers of armor you have. Once the laws of time and space are applied, you can only use the magic wall built on your body by your own bone inscriptions to block it. If you can block it, you can fight. If you can't withstand it, you'll face death like you are now.

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"That must be a successor of the Demon Dragon Sect. I remember in the projection just now, the Heavenly Dragon Daoist of the Demon Dragon Sect led a group over. If nothing unexpected happens, the little devil will definitely run into them."

Outside, many people were watching the black-robed Taoist man in the projection. He was shrouded in black demonic energy, with a cold gaze, a tall figure, a pair of dragon horns on his head, and no emotion in his snake-like vertical eyes.

However, he was an extremely powerful person, known as the contemporary Heavenly Dragon Taoist, which speaks volumes.

However, this does not mean that this race is a descendant of true dragons. According to legend, the Demon Dragon Supreme was originally a black dragon. Later, he obtained part of the inheritance of a certain sect of the Immortal Ancient, which enabled him to rise rapidly. In the end, he transformed from a dragon into a dragon and became a supreme being, founding the Demon Dragon Sect.

However, for some unknown reason, the Demon Dragon Supreme seems to have died in that ancient era. It is said that he was related to Kunpeng, one of the Ten Fiends, but it is unknown whether this is true or not.

Rumors have circulated that Kunpeng died because he was attacked by several supreme beings, including the supreme beings of the Immortal Palace.

However, what the world doesn't know is that Kunpeng was indeed besieged, but the several supreme beings were just bystanders and not the real main attackers.

"Young Master, it's resolved. The jade tablet is a small city." In the distance, a disciple of the Demon Dragon Sect spoke up, holding a jade tablet engraved with a city pattern.

"Qihe City?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, and soon, a figure riding a golden bull walked out of the space.

The boy's body stiffened, and he dared not move his hand holding the jade pendant. It was too oppressive. The invisible aura was like hundreds or thousands of volcanoes piled up above his head. Once the balance was broken, endless divine energy would erupt.

"Bai Ye, are you sure you want to take my things?!"

"Pfft!"

A halberd, surrounded by streaks of white light, descended, decisive and direct, powerful and unstoppable, instantly cleaving a figure in two.

Blood splattered, the halberd was pulled back, bringing back a blood-stained jade tablet, instantly silencing the area.

Bai Ye sat high on the golden bull, swung his halberd, and looked at the Heavenly Dragon Daoist whose face had darkened. "You are very powerful, a formidable opponent. Even I am not certain of being able to defeat you."

"You killed my men right in front of me, do you think you can pretend this never happened!" The Heavenly Dragon Daoist's twin dragon horns glowed, and his Daoist robe gradually turned dark. One after another, Daoist talismans began to appear, like stars embedded in the black sky. Each one was dazzling and radiant. Tens of thousands of Daoist talismans lit up at the same time, filling the black Daoist robe with terrifying divine power, as if it could destroy the world.

However, at that moment, a beam of light, a mixture of platinum and gold, arrived in an instant without any warning, swirling with countless spacetime runes, and swept past him in a flash.

Then, Tianlong Daoren discovered that the man and the ox that had been standing in the distance had faded away, and instead, someone had appeared behind him.

"Immune to magic... plus time-space freeze?" The head of the Heavenly Dragon Taoist fell off.

"One moment you were praising me for being strong, the next you just wiped me out... I'm going to kill you!" Tianlong Daoist's eyes were filled with resentment, and his voice caused an uproar among the crowd outside, who laughed incessantly.

It's like being in the celestial realm one second and falling into hell the next. Such a huge psychological contrast is unacceptable to anyone, let alone a contemporary successor of a great sect.

"Shut up!" A golden hoof stomped over and stepped directly on the mouth of the Heavenly Dragon Daoist, stomping down hard amidst the murderous gaze in his eyes.

With a loud bang, the head exploded, sending chills down the spines of those watching.

He was killed in a single encounter by the little devil. The once mighty young supreme being's head became a flower under his hooves, blooming with a bewitching crimson color.

Only two disciples of the Demon Dragon Daoist Sect stood in the distance, trembling with fear.

However, this was only the beginning. The latter half of the night was the real nightmare for the creatures involved.

The two, one person and one horse, resembled true space travelers. They were not deliberately searching for the jade tablet, but rather traversing at an extreme speed.

This secret realm has eight main roads arranged in a semi-circle, with smaller paths connecting to the main roads laterally, resembling half a spider web.