The intercalary gates of the Three Profound and Two Sects...
The same words, the same tone, the same lines, the same spoken power, caused the inner and outer sect disciples to clench their fists. If it weren't for their current cultivation, they wouldn't have bothered.
Four Profound, Five Profound, Seven Profound, Eight Profound – only Six Profound was missing. All of them had been cursed by this sentence.
The disciples grumbled, "Which bastard is it?"
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"May heaven strike me for disturbing my cultivation!"
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"I'll kill you..."
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Gu Feng, the direct disciple of Seven Profound, was the first to arrive. Looking up, he saw Ming Zhi Tian standing majestically on Fengyang Platform, clad in white clothes and blue pants, a black cloak draped over his shoulders, like blue sky and white clouds under the dark night, imposing and valiant.
Gu Feng couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing up there?"
Ming Zhi Tian said, "Waiting for them."
Gu Feng nodded understandingly, "I was wondering who dared to curse within Seven Profound. So it was you, you brat. You've got some nerve."
Ming Zhi Tian said, "So you want to fight me?"
Gu Feng said with interest, "I had that thought, but seeing as it's you, I'll pass."
Ming Zhi Tian was puzzled, "How so?"
Gu Feng chuckled, "I know I can't beat you. Your Immortal Pupil Eye alone is enough for me to deal with."
Ming Zhi Tian smiled slightly, "I can fight you without using my Immortal Pupil Eye."
"Really?" Gu Feng's interest was piqued.
Ming Zhi Tian murmured, "Why hasn't anyone come yet?"
Gu Feng said, "Did you forget? You've beaten all the direct disciples. Who would dare come up now?"
"They're here!" Ming Zhi Tian rejoiced.
Except for the disciples of Six Profound, most of the inner and outer sect disciples from One Profound to Eight Profound had arrived.
Ming Zhi Tian said, "We're rich!"
Seeing Ming Zhi Tian, the disciples below immediately began to curse, "You son of a bitch! What do you mean?... Exactly, exactly..."
Ming Zhi Tian exchanged glances and smiled, "Just as it says. I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all."
"Arrogant!"
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"Shameless!"
Perhaps it was because Gu Feng was present last time that Ming Zhi Tian managed to defeat the direct disciples of each Profound. They weren't afraid of Ming Zhi Tian, this mere God Emperor realm cultivator.
Four outer sect disciples leaped up, "You're a direct disciple. Dare you fight us two on one?"
"Floating Void Realm, First Heaven?" Ming Zhi Tian sneered coldly, "Bring all four of you on."
"Arrogant!" They were eager to fight together and all summoned their Heavenly Tribulation level Dharma artifacts, charging forward!
Ming Zhi Tian unleashed a palm strike! "Bang!"
The four instantly turned into blood mist, dead as could be...
Silence...
"This... How is this possible?"
Ming Zhi Tian casually collected the void items of the four and shook his head, "Inner sect disciples have more treasures."
Ten more outer sect disciples leaped up, vying to go first. They just couldn't stand Ming Zhi Tian. "I'll fight you!... I'll go first... I'll go first!... Me!..."
Ming Zhi Tian sneered coldly, "In such a hurry to die? Why don't you all just come at me at once."
"Scoundrel! Arrogant fellow!"
"Great Yi Lei Jue!"
"Kong Dong Chen Jue!"
Ming Zhi Tian waved his Peach Blossom Divine Palm!
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The ten people instantly turned into blood mist...
Silence again...
Ming Zhi Tian scanned the surroundings, his challenging gaze like a torch, "Anyone else?!"
"I will!"
Three inner sect disciples at Ultimate Realm, Second Heaven, directly leaped onto Fengyang Platform!
Ming Zhi Tian said, "Make your move. Which Profound are you disciples of? Oh, it doesn't matter. I won't remember anyway."