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Do you think I would believe your high-sounding reasons?
At this moment, the supervisor stared intently at the other party with piercing eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips:
"Although the Great Feng has experienced many hardships, it has never yielded;
Not to mention Wei Changxuan and his group,
The young heroes are working hard to restore their former glory.
The situation isn't as bad as I imagined...!
As the supervisor spoke, his aura gradually increased.
That terrifying power began to gather steadily, its gaze locking onto the Bodhisattva.
Chapter 93 The Supervisor's Confidence!
After hearing the supervisor's words, the old man's expression turned slightly solemn, but he did not give up on persuading him to surrender. Instead, he tried to convince him in another way:
"Your confidence is commendable, but I worry that you are overestimating the value of certain things."
Those ordinary people, no matter how bravely they fight, can't ultimately change the overall situation; only by going with the flow can they possibly usher in a turning point.
However, these words only added to the awkwardness and had no effect whatsoever on a steadfast and unwavering spirit.
Faced with such an answer, the so-called envoy of the Heavenly Realm had actually anticipated it deep down, after all, he knew that this opponent was not someone who could be defeated so easily.
The supervisor's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, fixed on the Bodhisattva before him. His eyes not only revealed an indomitable light, but also an unwavering determination that could not be ignored.
He spoke slowly, each word seemingly carrying a weight of responsibility and conviction:
"I have complete faith in Wei Changxuan and everyone who follows him."
This statement is not only a declaration to the outside world, but also a firm commitment to one's own heart.
When he uttered the word "they," a hint of tenderness flashed in the supervisor's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination—because they were not merely colleagues or subordinates.
It is also a symbol of the deep friendship forged after countless life-and-death experiences together.
"These warriors not only harbor unwavering ideals, but each of them also possesses formidable strength that strikes fear into the hearts of their opponents."
I believe that such a team will be able to overcome all the difficulties they face.
He continued speaking, and with each syllable he uttered, the air seemed to feel the power increasing.
“And you…” His voice was much lower, but even more threatening, “will also pay the price for everything you have done today.”
This vow is like a bolt of lightning about to strike, full of inevitable destructive power and shock.
As soon as these words were spoken, a sense of oppression and tension filled the air, sending chills down one's spine.
And in the celestial realm, high above the clouds, those Bodhisattvas and Arhats, who usually appear incomparably solemn and majestic,
At this moment, their expressions no longer held the usual tranquility and peace.
Instead, they were intently watching the figures engaged in fierce combat below—especially the one whose name had been mentioned, Wei Changxuan, and his companions behind him.
Their combat effectiveness far exceeded our initial expectations.
Thinking of this, even a deity with many years of cultivation and profound attainments couldn't help but feel a trace of worry, or even panic.
It turns out that these beings, who thought themselves omnipotent, could not hide their deep-seated fear and unease when faced with such a powerful force of resistance.
They were once full of confidence, believing that with their strength they could easily force the world below to submit;
But now it seems that the gap between reality and ideal is so huge.
What was originally envisioned as an easy victory has now become uncertain.
Even the possibility of failure was gradually increasing, which made them, who were used to dominating everything, experience a sense of powerlessness for the first time.
They originally thought they could easily subdue Da Feng with their own strength, but they did not expect Wei Changxuan and his group to be so difficult to deal with.
Chapter 94 Wei Changxuan VS Heavenly Realm Bodhisattva and Arhat!
A Bodhisattva's brows furrowed slightly, the subtle frown like a gentle breeze rippling across a pond.
A complex expression flashed quickly across his deep eyes—hesitation, worry, and even a hint of barely concealed anxiety.
He turned to face one of the Arhats beside him and spoke in a low voice, as soft as an autumn leaf falling to the ground:
"It seems things won't go as planned today..." He paused, his gaze sweeping over the figure standing with his hands behind his back in the distance, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.
"Wei Changxuan's strength is beyond our previous imagination, which is truly awe-inspiring."
As for the supervisor, he became increasingly stubborn, showing no sign of yielding no matter how we tried to persuade him.
Her words were like a cold wind blowing into one's ears, making one feel a chill involuntarily.
"If this continues, it might cause unforeseen complications and even trigger unexpected changes."
Upon hearing this, Luohan involuntarily clenched his fist, his knuckles turning slightly pale from the force.
His lips twitched, clearly indicating a surge of intense resentment and frustration within him.
However, he also knew that the current situation could not be reversed by momentary impulse.
He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then exhaled a long breath, gritted his teeth, and said in a low but firm voice:
"In that case, let's retreat for now. It's definitely not the best time to fight them head-on."
There's plenty of time; we'll definitely find better opportunities in the future, and then we can discuss it further.
After saying that, he turned around and glanced at his companions, signaling with his eyes that they should prepare to retreat.
After exchanging brief glances, all the Bodhisattvas and Arhats present nodded to each other tacitly and then began to slowly retreat.
Their movements, though seemingly casual, were filled with vigilance and caution; every step was taken with extreme care, attempting to minimize the risk of triggering any unforeseen events.
At the same time, look for a suitable opportunity to escape.
They hoped to use this opportunity to break free from the standoff with the supervisor, regroup their forces, and prepare for future actions.
However, at that very moment, dozens of feet away from them, a pair of piercing eyes were silently watching everything.
Wei Changxuan stood in the distance, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his black hair flowing freely, revealing a hint of arrogance and unruliness.
When his gaze caught the bodhisattvas and arhats quietly moving backward, a smile curled at the corner of his lips—a victor's cold laugh, radiating a sharp chill.
"Want to leave?" he muttered to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear it, but the murderous aura in it seemed to pierce the air, making one's hair stand on end.
"Now that you dare to step into this place, don't even think about leaving so easily!"
He suddenly raised his head, his dark pupils reflecting a chilling light in the setting sun, the killing intent within them almost tangible as a blade.
In the next instant, his figure flashed like a ghost, a blurry afterimage rising from beneath his feet, tearing through the air and whistling away with a sharp whistle.
Jiang Fang and Luo Yuheng followed closely behind, and the three of them merged into one, transforming into a ghostly black lightning bolt that quickly surrounded them!
The speed was so fast that even the wind couldn't react.
Asking for flowers
Before the Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the heavenly realm could adjust their positions, they suddenly felt a chill creeping up from behind, and a sense of alarm instantly rose in their hearts.
Turning around, they saw Wei Changxiang and his group approaching, their aggressive aura like a burst dam rushing towards them, making it hard to breathe.
Their faces turned extremely pale in an instant, some of them broke out in a cold sweat, and even their previously steady breathing became somewhat disordered.
"Wei Changxuan, don't push your luck!"
The Arhat standing at the very front, with a fierce and wrathful expression, was the first to roar. His facial muscles were contorted with rage, his eyes wide and bulging like copper bells, radiating an overwhelming fighting spirit.
"Our Heavenly Realm has always acted with integrity and has never wronged the Great Feng!"
What exactly are you trying to achieve by obstructing me like this?
Do you really think you can distort right and wrong with brute force?
Faced with such a question, Wei Changxuan merely gave a cold laugh, his expression full of mockery and disdain.
He looked around, his gaze slowly sweeping across the faces of each Bodhisattva and Arhat, like an invisible sword scraping against everyone's fragile nerves.
Finally, his voice was icy cold, carrying a savage force that had been suppressed for a long time and was finally being released:
"Hahahaha—this is outrageous! What a huge accusation!" He suddenly stepped forward, pointing at several people in the center of the opposing camp.
"You probably know better than anyone who is truly going too far in bullying us!"
They attempted to use the hands of treacherous villains like Emperor Yuanjing to trample on the foundation of the Great Feng Dynasty, manipulate the fate of mortals, and steal the destiny of heaven and earth.
Today, since you've run into my hands, I have no choice but to make you pay the price!
Chapter 95 The Great Battle Begins!
Jiang Fang stood beside Wei Changxuan like an ice sculpture, her gaze cold and sharp, like frost and snow frozen in the cold winter, sending chills down one's spine.
She gripped a razor-sharp dagger tightly in her right hand. The dagger emitted a cold, eerie blue light, appearing like a star fallen to earth under the moonlight.
Her voice was deep and sinister, carrying an invisible sense of oppression:
"Anyone who dares to oppose my young master is destined to have no way out from the moment they embark on this path."
"Today—" A slight smile played on her lips, her tone icy and resolute, "not a single one of you will escape!"
At a distance of "533", Luo Yuheng stood quietly, his hands hanging lightly at his sides, with faint blue spiritual energy swirling around his palms.
As the night breeze blew, her white dress fluttered in the wind, yet remained perfectly neat. She nodded slightly, her eyes brimming with confidence and determination.
"So what if the Heavenly Realm is mighty?" Her voice was as clear as a mountain stream striking rocks.
Yet it is also full of power: "The mountains and rivers of Dafeng carry the hopes and future of countless people."
You so-called celestial envoys dare to trample on our homeland!
She paused for a moment, then swept her gaze across the area with a sharp, piercing look.
"Here, at this moment, I will make one thing clear to you:"
Anyone who dares to defy the Great Feng will pay the price!
The bodhisattvas in the celestial realm exchanged glances, and a subtle emotion seemed to flicker deep within each of their eyes.
It was something that mixed together a complex mix of pity, grief, and courage.
Immediately afterwards, a golden-robed bodhisattva at the very front slowly raised his hands. His face was solemn, his skin had a warm glow, and his brows revealed an air of transcendence from the mundane world.
His movements were slow and devout. As he clasped his hands together, he silently chanted a mantra. Though the words were unspoken, they evoked a strange sense of unease.