Four hundred and seventieth chapters yield to kneel
The black giant stick fell, covering the sky and the sun, and it was more than ten times bigger than when Ke Ping sacrificed it.
This black giant stick is more like a giant black mountain than a giant stick. It actually covers the entire Wentian Sect's dozen or so hills.
The hurricane roared, overwhelming the world, and the people under the huge mountain were instantly chilled from head to toe. All the monks in the Wentian Sect ran out if they were aware of it, and saw this scene that blocked the sky and the sun, as if the world had been destroyed.
"Run quickly! Someone powerful is going to destroy the whole family!"
I don't know who was smart enough to shout, and immediately the entire Wentian Sect was in a panic, and everyone set up their magic weapons and fled in all directions.
"Master Mo? This?"
When Ke Yan saw Wentianzong jumping around like a chicken and a dog, his face suddenly turned ugly. He hurriedly knelt down and looked at Wang Tao begging for mercy.
As soon as Ke Yan knelt down, the people behind him also knelt down with some hesitation, but they knelt down on one knee.
"Don't worry, I will only take one life."
After Wang Tao finished speaking, the giant stick suddenly shrank and disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already in front of Ke Ping.
"Ah! My ancestors, have mercy on me..."
Ke Ping's eyes were full of horror, and he finally realized Wang Tao's terror, but it was already too late. He screamed and found his own shrunken stick on his forehead.
As if he was struck by lightning, his whole body trembled violently, and then his whole body slowly turned into nothingness. Suddenly, he had a clear understanding in his heart that he was leaving this world forever.
"Both body and soul will be destroyed? No! Grandmaster, save me..."
Ke Ping was extremely regretful at this moment, but it was already too late.
The sound is still spreading, but his body has dissipated, leaving no trace of his body or soul.
"Hiss! This? What a terrifying method."
Some people were shocked.
They Wentian Sect, as a first-class sect, has been showing off its power for tens of thousands of years. They have been aloof for thousands of years, and they all have eyes on their heads. They have long forgotten that this world is cruel.
Now seeing a familiar old friend killed easily by others, but still completely destroyed in body and soul, everyone was suddenly shocked, trembling all over, and feeling cold all over.
Sure enough, comfort is the enemy of spiritual practice, but it is not the root of destruction, ignorance and arrogance are.
Ke Yan was even more shocked, but fortunately Wang Tao put away the giant stick, and the feeling of destruction in the hearts of the people fleeing below finally disappeared. They stopped one by one, knelt on the ground and prostrated themselves in worship towards the sky.
"Hmph! Where do these madmen dare to act in front of my mountain gate?"
A cold snort came from a valley, and then a golden light shot out, and a man wearing a golden mask appeared in front of Wang Tao.
"Grandpa Shi? You are out of seclusion."
Ke Yan was suddenly startled and looked at the man in the gold mask in surprise. His face was happy at first, and then he suddenly realized something and turned pale.
"Master, this is all a misunderstanding. Please don't get angry."
Forcibly erasing the mark of the master of the spiritual treasure, and annihilating both body and soul with one move, the Wentian Sect, a top-notch sect, would never be able to offend such a powerful person.
Ke Yan realized Wang Tao's terror. He was shocked when he saw that his master's grandfather Ke Zhen wanted to trouble Mo Shou.
"Hmph! Why did we blindly choose you, a coward, to be the sect leader? Do you still want to settle things down when you see the enemy coming?"
Ke Zhen snorted and flicked his sleeves to create a hurricane out of thin air, blowing Ke Yan, who had the power of becoming a god, more than ten meters away, and then fell to the ground bleeding from the mouth.
"Grandpa Shi, have you broken through to Hedao?"
Ke Yan asked in surprise and joy. If you know that he is a powerful person who can be swept away by someone's sleeve, then this person would not be far away if he didn't think about it.
"Oh! It's not that easy!"
Ke Zhen sighed, the melancholy on his face flashed across his face, and then he regained his confidence and calmness.
"But even if I haven't broken through the Hedao, I'm still not far away. Since a strong enemy is coming today, it can be a stepping stone on my way to heaven."
Ke Yan's face twitched when he heard this. Choosing a Hedao as a stepping stone to advance to the Hedao realm? Did you choose this stepping stone too high? You are not afraid of killing yourself.
"Grandpa Shi, no, this man is... a powerful Taoist."
Ke Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and ran over quickly to stand next to Ke Zhen again, his face full of nervousness.
"Is he Hedao?"
Ke Zhen was completely shocked. He stared at Wang Tao, who was huddled in the black robe, with flickering eyes.
"Why don't I look like that?"
Wang Tao smiled coldly and moved the black stick into his hand. He played with it gently and it turned out to be extremely smooth.
This black stick made him slightly distracted, reminding him of the meteorite stick he had used during Blue Star's time.
"Huh! Senior... please forgive me for being so abrupt."
Ke Zhen stared at Wang Tao's stick for a few moments, then bowed his head respectfully.
"Kneel down and admit your mistake."
Wang Tao's tone was light, but there was unquestionable majesty.
"You're deceiving...yes!"
Ke Zhen looked annoyed, hesitated slightly, and knelt down suddenly.