Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2201 138: Yin Family of Baiqu (2)
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In an instant, the momentum surged with such intensity that, despite being confined within the formation, they completely overwhelmed the surrounding cultivators!
At this sight, the expressions of every nearby cultivator, including the black-faced man, shifted dramatically in alarm!
"From where did so many Unification cultivators emerge?!"
"There are over a hundred of them... and eight individuals possess Seventh Tier Dao Domains!"
"They truly are from the Supreme True Buddha!"
"Are they really here to provoke us?"
"Quickly! Send word to the Ancestor for reinforcements!"
While the black-faced cultivator and his companions were gripped by shock and panic, the collective activation of so many Dao Domains finally roused a certain powerful entity.
High on the cliffside, within the shadows of a secluded cavern, a cross-legged figure suddenly snapped their eyes open.
The entire cave was instantly illuminated by a brilliant light.
With a mere flicker of movement, his form vanished.
A middle-aged man clad in dark yellow robes abruptly materialized high above the formation.
Yet, his presence remained entirely undetected by those below.
As he surveyed the chaos from his vantage point, a flicker of surprise crossed his features:
"Followers of the Supreme True Buddha?"
Upon closer inspection of the monks, he immediately sensed an abnormality:
"No, these people... they only look the part, but their consciousness seems hollow..."
He stopped mid-thought as his gaze was drawn to a pair of eyes within the formation that seemed to perceive him, tilting slightly upward.
He found the stranger's eyes to be as luminous as stars—tranquil and undisturbed on the surface, yet hiding a deep, powerful undercurrent.
Their gazes locked across the boundary of the formation, observing one another from a distance.
The man in dark yellow was momentarily stunned before a look of intrigue flashed in his eyes:
"This person... can he actually perceive me?"
He scrutinized the figure below, noting a man in a cyan Daoist robe. Though his features were not exceptionally handsome, he possessed an ethereal and singular temperament that commanded attention. Standing with hands behind his back amidst the monks and hostile cultivators, he remained perfectly composed, exuding the effortless grace of a master.
Throughout his life, he had encountered many exceptional talents, but few were as captivating as the man before him.
Even though he could sense the man had not yet reached his own level of Cultivation, he couldn't help but offer a soft word of praise:
"Excellent!"
This faint whisper caused an immediate ripple that the cultivators below could feel.
The black-faced cultivator was the first to notice; he looked up and cried out in sheer relief:
"It is the Ninth Ancestor!"
"Wonderful! The Ninth Ancestor has arrived!"
"With the Ninth Ancestor present, we have nothing to fear."
Inside the formation, Deng Yingjue followed the gaze of the black-faced cultivators and finally spotted the middle-aged man in dark yellow. His face filled with dread:
"To think even this figure has been disturbed!"
"It is over... will we be dragged down with them?"
He glanced toward "True Man Taiyi," only to find him as serene as ever, appearing completely unbothered.
Seeing such indifference, a wave of frustrated resentment rose in Deng Yingjue’s chest.
He feared for his own life and the fate of the Green Flood Dragon Realm cultivators.
In the blink of an eye, the Ninth Ancestor vanished from sight.
However, his booming voice echoed through the air:
"Do you belong to the Supreme True Buddha?"
Simultaneously, a crushing aura from a terrifying Dao Domain descended from the heavens.
The Third, Fourth, and even Seventh Tier Dao Domains hovering over the monks were like mere paper, shredded and pierced by this overwhelming pressure!
"Eighth Tier!"
"That is an Eighth Tier Dao Domain!"
"The Ninth Ancestor of the Yin Family is taking action!"
Deng Yingjue looked up instinctively, his heart freezing in terror.
As someone who only possessed a Sixth Class Dao Domain, he found it nearly impossible to draw breath under such immense pressure.
Still, he couldn't stop himself from looking at the figure in the cyan robe nearby.
What he saw left him speechless.
The man in the cyan robe tilted his head back slightly, his eyes narrowing just a fraction.
He watched the flawless white Eighth Tier Dao Domain crushing down from above without a hint of dread, remaining entirely poised.
Instead, he calmly flicked his sleeve with a beckoning motion.
The monks standing before him offered no resistance and were instantly pulled into his storage.
"Is he... is he not afraid of dying?!"
In that moment, an unthinkable realization dawned on Deng Yingjue.
The black-faced men and the formation masters watching were equally stunned and filled with doubt.
High above, the man in dark yellow let out a soft, intrigued "Hmm."
He had not struck with speed, choosing only to exert pressure with his Dao Domain as a test, hoping to see the stranger's true depth.
The response he received, however, was entirely unexpected.
A man of such caliber would surely not wait for death, yet his unhurried reaction suggested a profound level of self-assurance.
And yet, for a Seventh Tier cultivator, such a feat should be impossible...
Doubt filled his mind.
But in the next heartbeat, a dazzling light erupted in the middle-aged man's eyes!
His gaze now held unmistakable respect:
"What incredible depth!"
He witnessed a Dao Domain, shaped like a fan and shimmering in xuanhuang hues, suddenly bloom above the cyan-robed Daoist!
It swallowed the surrounding Dao Intent, projecting a majesty that seemed capable of masking the very Realm Sea. It rose upward, colliding silently with the white Eighth Tier Dao Domain!
One was xuanhuang; the other was golden-white.
The golden-white was sharp and irresistible!
Yet the xuanhuang was as vast as an ocean and as immovable as a mountain. Though it trembled slightly under the strain, it managed to hold back the piercing edge of the Eighth Tier Dao Domain!
After sinking slightly, it held its ground, locked in a fierce confrontation in mid-air!
Below, Wang Ba looked up at the cultivator in dark yellow. With a calm expression, he cupped his hands and spoke in a clear voice: