Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

She knew her younger sister's temper well; in fact, she was also quite annoyed by Yunping's arrogant attitude.

Jue Wudie, the sect leader of the Thousand Flowers Sect, is Li Qingfan's younger sister. Like him, she is also the sect leader of the Thousand Flowers Sect.

This is the only force present that has two sect leaders, and both sisters are at the peak of the Void Transformation stage!

In fact, it's not just the Thousand Flowers Sect.

Green Mountain Sect, Ghost Valley, Great Wilderness Sect, Three Heavens Academy, Four Schools of Music, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting...

Almost every major sect was enraged by Yun Ping's words, and they were all eager to beat the arrogant young man in front of them until his skin was torn and his soul was shattered.

"You have quite the audacity!"

Even the people from the Imperial Pavilion couldn't hold back anymore.

Although King Gu did not order the people of the Emperor Pavilion to kill Yun Ping, as members of the Emperor Pavilion, how could they sit still when they saw this person so arrogant and domineering!

They are descendants of Empress Wu, descendants of that true immortal, Gu Tianren. When have they ever suffered such humiliation?

"Although your methods are mysterious, it's still a bit of a pipe dream for you to think you can take on multiple opponents single-handedly."

A sinister smile appeared on the cold, twisted face of the Valley Master of Sigui Valley.

"Hmph, I'd like to see just how much you're worth!"

The Thousand Flowers Sect Master, Jue Wudie, also joined the ranks of those attacking Yun Ping.

Seeing this, Li Qingfan immediately joined the battle. The appearance of these two powerful sisters immediately aroused the determination of all the forces present.

In an instant, hundreds and thousands of cultivators showed great hostility towards Yun Ping. Apart from Dean Cao Qingluo, whose expression was complicated and somewhat hesitant, almost all the teachers of the Three Heavens Academy regarded Yun Ping as their greatest enemy.

Xu Bihai, the sect leader of Qingshan Sect, even had his disciples summon their magical artifacts. Countless cyan spirit swords floated in the sky, poised to strike, as if announcing that Yunping was about to face a world-destroying storm.

In the blink of an eye, almost all forces regarded Yun Ping as an enemy and were determined to cut off his head.

"Palace Master, we..."

Within the territory of the Northern Ice Palace, some disciples of the Northern Ice Palace also began to stir.

However, their palace master, Fang Qingzhu, looked at the so-called sects surrounding Yun Ping with a mysterious smile and a mocking expression.

"Hold your positions and do nothing."

"But...this is a great opportunity to curry favor with the Imperial Pavilion!"

Fang Qingzhu glanced back at the disciple and said coldly, "Are you the sect leader or am I? I said, don't move. Anyone who dares to take a step forward, I'll take their life!"

Upon hearing this, the people in the Northern Ice Palace immediately fell silent, shrinking their necks in confusion.

Li Xuanfei, who was already dissatisfied with Fang Qingzhu, took the opportunity to mutter sarcastically, "Tch, we'll see how that kid gets killed later. With so many powerful figures around, I really don't believe he has the ability to escape."

Fang Qingzhu simply ignored Li Xuanfei.

However, she was certain that Yunping couldn't escape.

Because he has no intention of escaping.

"Father..."

Lantian Empire —

Chu Aotian looked at the elderly yet dignified man beside him and asked hesitantly, "Should we...?"

"No need," the old man replied calmly. "I trust Xin'er."

Chu Aotian took a deep breath, looked at the ministers behind him who were eager to make a move, and at Chu Xin who was advising the ministers, and nodded silently: "Okay."

"Old man..."

Lan Tianyi's gaze fell on Xu Banxian.

Xu Guangying, who was a semi-divine being, silently lowered his head and did not look at Yun Ping and those powerful people at all.

When faced with Lan Tianyi's call, Xu Guangying's response remained the same six words.

"Don't ask, don't look, don't move."

……

The sky was filled with spiritual energy, magical artifacts, and an array with overwhelming power.

The simultaneous attack by nearly ten thousand people caused a tremendous upheaval in the heavens and earth, making the entire Imperial Pavilion tremble violently.

The vast spiritual energy crashed down as if the heavens were collapsing, and spells were cast from everyone's hands, with magical artifacts rushing towards Yunping with an all-pervading force.

The sect leaders of all the major sects worked together, and even those with only the cultivation level of the Void Realm could unleash a power that rivaled that of a Saint!

The most profound magic array, the most ruthless killing poems, and one powerful zither melody after another...

Mysteries abound, and changes are endless.

The endless surge of spiritual energy engulfed Yun Ping completely!

however……

"It seems I'm not the only one who doesn't know how to spell 'death'."

Time and space stand still.

The magic circle stopped rotating, and the spiritual energy stopped surging.

One by one, the strings of the ancient zithers broke, and one by one, the pens that shattered the poems were destroyed.

The graceful figures of the two sect leaders of the Thousand Flowers Sect remained suspended in mid-air, their hand seals merely condensing in their palms.

The sect leader of the Thousand Flowers Sect is like this.

The sect leader of Qingshan Sect is, the teachers of Santian Academy are, and the valley master of Sigui Valley is also.

The leaders of the four schools of qin (a stringed instrument), chess, calligraphy, and painting were stunned on the spot.

All the magical artifacts in the sky shattered into pieces of scrap metal.

The profound techniques and pure spiritual energy all ceased to circulate.

It can't be moved, and nobody can move it.

Even though they tried desperately to circulate their spiritual energy and move their bodies with all their might, it was as if something had locked their souls, preventing them from moving or even uttering a single word.

Inside the arena, the only ones unaffected were the Lantian Empire, Beibing Palace, Lanyu Heavenly Palace, and the Yuntian Academy members who hadn't yet made a move, as well as those in a secluded corner.

But seeing this scene, no one dared to speak.

The emperor of the Lantian Empire dared not, the ministers dared not, Fang Qingzhu of the Beibing Palace dared not, and Li Xuanfei dared not.

Xu Guangying, the half-immortal of Lanyu Heavenly Palace, dared not, nor did Lan Tianyi.

Even the students of Yuntian Academy, under the immense pressure of this moment, dared not utter a single word in the face of Yun Ping, who seemed like a completely different person.

Because it's too terrifying, too unbelievable, too incredible.

The entire room fell silent.

A deathly stillness.

crunch--

In the absolute silence, the only sound everyone could hear was the rustling of chairs being moved.

Standing in the very center of the spell that was frozen in mid-air, the young man named Yunping slowly stood up, put the empty wine cup aside, and then took back the empty plate from which the peanuts had been eaten.

"I thought there would at least be a few sensible people, but I never expected that there would be more fools than wise people in this world."

He spoke as if nothing was wrong, his tone so calm it was almost frightening.

"Although I don't quite understand how to write the character for 'death,' I believe that Mr. Wen Dao would still be able to write it."

"This time, I'll let him open your eyes."

What's the meaning?

Just as an ominous and terrifying premonition arose in everyone's minds, a black lightning bolt suddenly struck down from the sky.

The next moment, the vast and seemingly endless aura of the Great Dao swept across the entire area.

No, it's not just the imperial palace.

The entire Emperor Pavilion, and even the entire Kuntian Domain, felt an unparalleled and terrifying power.

That is the power of the Great Dao.

The breath of literature and the Way!

buzz~

King Gu, who was sitting on the throne and shocked by this scene, did not even have time to react before his storage ring flashed with four jet-black lights.

Then, something astonishing happened—

The four original works of Emperor Wen, previously contributed by the four schools of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, seemed to have been summoned and rushed to Yun Ping's side at an extremely fast speed.

Painting scrolls, ink brushes, chessboards, and guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument).

The four artifacts belonging to the Emperor Wen are now spinning wildly around Yun Ping. The vast immortal power within them is not so sharp, but rather has become exceptionally approachable!

At this moment, the most frightened were not King Gu, nor the Thousand Flowers Sect, nor even the Green Mountain Sect.

He was the head of the four schools of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!

Because they figured it out...

These four items belonging to Emperor Wen were not circling aimlessly; they were more like…

It's as if they've found their owner.

95.Reason

The object belonging to Emperor Wen resonated and swirled.

Such a sight was something that not only no one had ever seen before, but probably no one present had ever even heard of it.

Standing in the very center of the four artifacts of Emperor Wen, Yun Ping seemed unconcerned about the creatures hovering around him. With a casual wave of his hand, he said indifferently, "Go to the side."

Being spoken to in such a bland yet somewhat disdainful tone, the spirit-infused artifact of Emperor Wen would probably have already erupted, unleashing its hidden divine power to instantly obliterate anyone who dared to speak contemptuously.

But the person who said these words was none other than Yunping.