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Chapter 684: Chapter 270: King of Divine Techniques (Part 2)

"Is it really that fast?"

"It just requires consuming a lot of Spirit Stones, that’s all." Zhuge Hong spoke with confidence.

The momentum with which they landed ignited the surrounding auras, creating a massive crackling sound.

A stern voice immediately echoed from within the Sect of Heaven-Gazing,

"Who dares to disturb the Sect of Heaven-Gazing!"

Two massive Yin Yang Fish flew out from the Thousand Machinations Hall, swirling in the sky, forming a vast Tai Chi Bagua with the surrounding runes, slowly rotating and exuding a mysterious aura.

Divine Techniques!

Fan Wubing recognized it at once, "To have refined the Tai Chi Bagua into a divine form! Such creativity, truly worthy of the foremost force on the Taiyin Continent!"

Several Elders hovered above the Heaven-Gazing Sect, the leading one gazing at Fan Wubing and the other person,

"Who are you! What is your purpose in causing trouble at my Heaven-Gazing Sect!"

Fan Wubing did not hide his name, smiling as he said,

"I am Fan Wubing, requesting an audience with the Sect Leader of Heaven-Gazing Sect, Celestial Venerable Qianji."

"Fan Wubing!"

The name instantly shocked everyone, even causing a slight tremor in their stances.

"Wow, the master is so cool! Just the name alone scared them!" Zhuge Hong played the role of a starstruck fan beside him, eyes gleaming.

Fan Wubing figured it out. This clever little one was purposely flattering him.

The elders of the Thousand Machinations Hall immediately brainstormed fiercely, speculating on Fan Wubing’s intentions in seeking the Sect Leader.

But who was Fan Wubing anyway?

Even Wenxin Heaven and White Jade Capital couldn’t comprehend this individual, let alone a few elders from the Heaven-Gazing Sect.

The brainstorming session quickly ended, and the leading Grand Elder coughed,

"Fan... Immortal Master Fan," unsure of Fan Wubing’s proper title, calling him Immortal Master seemed safe, "The Sect Leader went into closed-door cultivation thirty years ago and didn’t inform us of how long it would last, so... please come again another time. If you don’t mind, Immortal Master Fan, you could leave a divine thought, and when the Sect Leader exits, we will promptly notify you."

Fan Wubing laughed and said, "But I have urgent matters, couldn’t you help expedite it?"

"This..." The Grand Elder seemed troubled, "Immortal Master Fan should understand, someone of the Sect Leader’s level often conducts retreats secretly. We don’t even know how to reach him."

Fan Wubing continued to smile pleasantly, "If he’s unreachable, isn’t he afraid something important might happen to his sect?"

"Hiss—"

Though Fan Wubing’s words sounded like a threat, they carried no malice, and he wore a gentle and amicable expression. ƒreewebɳovel.com

The Grand Elder squinted his eyes, "Must Immortal Master Fan insist on seeing the Sect Leader?"

"Yes."

"The Sect Leader is versed in the Thousand Mechanism Technique; countless people come seeking him to calculate the heavens, the earth, and fortunes, too many to count. Among them are significant figures from places like Wenxin Heaven, White Jade Capital, Mechanical City, and He Yue Village. Terminal Daoists with mastery of certain paths are numerous, but upon hearing of the Sect Leader’s retreat, they all show respect."

Fan Wubing said, "They are them, and I am me."

"Does Immortal Master Fan intend to stand in opposition to them?"

Fan Wubing laughed, "The way you put it, even I’m scared. Since you all are unwilling, I’ll just find my own way."

An Elder sneered, "Arrogant fools speak only nonsense, find? Do you think you can?"

Fan Wubing said no more, the Supreme Dharma Orbiting Device in his Purple Mansion spun wildly, soon pointing the way.

Lightning flashed in his eyes, and he instantly summoned one hundred and eight doppelgangers, each executing Dragon Walk towards one hundred and eight directions simultaneously. Everyone felt the world tremble slightly as their vision filled with roiling dragon shadows and ears with deafening roars, shaking their spirits.

They were all as if facing a great enemy,

"Fan Wubing, do you intend to oppose the Thousand Machinations Hall!"

The elders summoned various Divine Techniques, attempting to thwart Fan Wubing.

But shortly after, each doppelganger emitted a shimmering golden radiance, shocking everyone and leaving them in a stupor.

This was the long-unused "Divine Power Soul Suppressing Skill," now, within this Divine Power Domain, its might had grown unmatched. Even though these elders were Tribulation Immortals, they couldn’t resist.

Fan Wubing did not harm them but controlled the one hundred and eight doppelgangers to repeatedly strike the void until, at a certain moment, the strikes formed a unique rhythm. In this rhythm, a small realm gradually emerged.

At this point, the elders recovered their senses and, upon seeing the small realm, were astounded,

"That’s the Sect Leader’s secluded cultivation place!"

"How...how did he find it!"

Fan Wubing reclaimed all his doppelgangers, and peace returned to the Thousand Machinations Hall. He smiled and said, "Now that I’ve found it, isn’t it time for a reckoning?"

The Grand Elder seethed with anger,

"Fan Wubing, you’ve brought disgrace to the Thousand Machinations Hall!"

Fan Wubing twirled his fingers, "Isn’t there that unspoken rule in the Taiyin Continent? Divine Techniques are the supreme of all methods. My Divine Technique surpasses yours; you should... respect me."

This statement left everyone taken aback.

The Sect of Heaven-Gazing being the top power on the Taiyin Continent, its Divine Techniques were the king of Divine Powers on the Taiyin Continent.

Historically, others have always revered the Sect of Heaven-Gazing, never the reverse.

"This is not a reason for you to cause trouble at the Heaven-Gazing Sect." The Grand Elder said with a grim face.

Fan Wubing smiled and asked, "Have I destroyed even a brick or tile of your Heaven-Gazing Sect? Why accuse me of causing trouble? Moreover, whether the Celestial Venerable of Heaven-Gazing Sect wishes to see me or not, shouldn’t he be the one to decide?"

"You—"

At this moment, a figure emerged from the semi-concealed small realm,

"Elder Xuan Yi, don’t get angry."

Upon hearing the voice, the elders immediately bowed, "Greetings, Sect Leader!"

The Celestial Venerable Qianji, clad in a purple-gold robe, strode forth from the air, each step causing ripples. He wore a prominent, high feather crown, appeared young, not quite middle-aged, bearing an extraordinary presence and radiance,