Chapter 2002: Huian’s Methods

These prodigies of the Witch God Clan, Weiyang Clan, and Sacred Beast Realm briefly conferred with each other.

They decided to join forces and find an opportunity to kill Xiao Fan.

Otherwise… their races' prodigies would be in grave danger within the Secret Realm Star Domain.

Previously, a large number of geniuses and prodigies from their respective forces had been killed by Xiao Fan.

Looking at it now… it seemed Xiao Fan and Ling Xiao had a grievance.

If they could take this chance to eliminate Xiao Fan, it would naturally be for the best…

And then there were Xiao Qing and Xiao Li.

They had to be rooted out as well!!

It wasn't just the prodigies and geniuses of hostile forces like the Witch God Clan and Weiyang Clan who were making a move.

Geniuses and prodigies from other factions also set out one after another, all wanting to see what exactly would happen there!

…

Under the peaceful ancient tree, the surrounding area was enveloped by Buddhist chants that spread in all directions.

Huian exhaled and slowly opened his eyes.

"So they've come… they really are impatient," Huian sighed.

In the next moment…

Above the Void Realm, Ling Xiao stepped forward.

"Huian, aren't you ready yet?" Ling Xiao spoke indifferently, waving his right hand as a purple haze erupted.

The terrifying purple haze contained the power of the Great Dao.

This terrifying power of the Great Dao instantly shattered the cover of the Secret Realm where the people of Ziyun Temple were, exposing Huian and the others.

Many Ziyun Temple Disciples were startled awake, and they all looked at Ling Xiao with a mix of shock and fear!

"This is bad…!"

"Protect the Little Ancestor!!"

"The people from Ziwei Pavilion are here!!"

"…"

These Ziyun Temple Disciples took out their Magical Artifacts in unison and flew into the Void Realm, surrounding Huian to protect him.

"Hehe… Huian, I've come," Ling Xiao said with a smile, purple haze flowing in his eyes.

"I know…" Huian spoke calmly as he slowly stood up, his expression serene and without a ripple, appearing to be a completely different person than before.

At this moment, Huian seemed like someone who had weathered many storms, his expression carrying the traces of time.

"A pity… still a bit short," Huian shook his head with a bitter smile, looked at the old tree beside him, and sighed: "A pity, after walking through a Hundred Lifetimes, I'm still just short of Perfection."

"It is a pity… come, let's fight; this was always meant to be our destiny," Ling Xiao spoke slowly, purple haze flowing around him and obscuring the stars. The mere aura radiating from Ling Xiao's body made the Ziyun Temple Disciples tremble.

"Liandao Realm… he actually reached the Liandao Realm!"

"No… he's no ordinary Liandao Realm cultivator. Judging by his aura, he's only half a step away from the Wanwu Realm!"

"Damn it, how are we supposed to fight this!!"

"…"

The faces of the Ziyun Temple Disciples turned ashen.

The strongest among them was only at the Hundred Elephant Realm.

How could they compete with the Liandao Realm?!

Moreover, the opponent was Ling Xiao, a peerless Prodigy who was originally capable of challenging those at higher levels!

Ling Xiao's expression was indifferent; he didn't care about these Ziyun Temple Disciples at all.

In his eyes, only Huian was present.

Among these people, only Huian was qualified to be his opponent!

"Charge!!"

"Buy time for the Little Ancestor!!"

"Kill!!"

"…"

Numerous Ziyun Temple Disciples attacked Ling Xiao simultaneously.

Huian exhaled, his eyes calm and without a ripple. He touched the ancient tree with his right hand and slowly closed his eyes… his Divine Sense wandered, sinking into the River of Time.

He knew very well… currently, he was no match for Ling Xiao.

And the same went for these Ziyun Temple Disciples.

Even if they attacked together, they were absolutely no match for Ling Xiao.

But now… the only way they could survive was if Huian comprehended the Great Dao.

A strange curve formed at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth as he took a step forward, purple haze erupting.

"Boom!"

"Rumble…"

The purple haze flowed like a celestial river, submerging the Ziyun Temple Disciples in an instant.

"Ah…!"

Countless Ziyun Temple Disciples screamed, and they were wiped out in an instant.

Even those still alive had lost the ability to fight.

Nearby…

Only Huian and Ling Xiao remained.

Ling Xiao's strength surpassed the expectations of everyone from Ziyun Temple.

Their combined efforts had only bought less than a breath of time for Huian!!

"It's useless; it's time for you to sacrifice yourself to the Dao." Ling Xiao's face was filled with irrepressible joy.

Now, no one could stop him.

Ling Xiao took a step forward, treading on the purple haze, and arrived directly in front of Huian.

Huian's eyes were still closed… he showed no reaction.

"It's time for you to die. Having lived freely for hundreds of years, you haven't lived in vain…" Ling Xiao raised his right hand, slowly bringing it down toward Huian's head.

A purple dragon coiled around his right hand. This strike seemed ordinary, but it contained boundless, terrifying power.

"Die," Ling Xiao murmured.

His wish was about to be fulfilled!

But then…

Huian suddenly snapped his eyes open, and golden Buddhist light erupted from within him. Buddhist chants of the Great Dao resonated from within his Physical Body!

"Swastika, Seal!!"

Huian roared as a golden cage appeared around him, trapping Ling Xiao inside.

The moment Ling Xiao was enveloped, countless golden chains appeared out of thin air, transforming into golden dragons that tightly bound Ling Xiao's Physical Body!

"Did you think… I wouldn't have a single trump card?"