Duankong Xuanjiao was actually founded by an unknown person. It has a history of one billion years. However, this sect has never developed and grown, and has always stayed at the second level to dominate.
This sect is very powerful in the second heaven, but that's all.
Yang Huang led 200 million Xuantianmen disciples to Duankong Xuanjiao. He equipped each of the Xuantianmen disciples with a set of armor, holding weapons such as spears and halberds, just like an army.
The Flame Army is the forerunner of this army, and almost all the disciples of Xuantian Clan are trained by the Flame Army.
Yang Huang gave enough trust to this army that had followed him all the way from the earth.
When Xuantianmen came, huge pressure spread among Duankong Xuanjiao.
Everyone knows what Yang Huang has done in these years, but no one dares to provoke Xuantianmen. Today, Duankong Xuanjiao seems to be in an extremely panic.
"Fellow Taoists of the Xuantian Sect, as well as Master Yang, have come all the way here today. What's the matter?" A voice suddenly appeared. It was obviously a person who could speak in the Duankong Xuanjiao.
After the words fell, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared where Yang Huang could see with his naked eyes. He had his hands behind his back and exuded a strong aura.
This breath is the breath of attaining the Great Perfection.
In Yang Huang's knowledge, there has never been a monk who has achieved the Great Perfection before the Second Heaven, and the old man in front of him should be the first one.
But this is useless. The state of attaining the Tao can be said to be the transition to becoming a king. To put it bluntly, this state only exists to condense the chain of rules.
If the chain of rules cannot be condensed, then this realm is meaningless.
Although the old man in front of him has a strong aura, his life breath is extremely weak. This means that his life is not long.
He probably won't live for more than a few years.
"Another poor ant." Yang Huang muttered softly, but for a monk, the sound could be heard no matter how small it was.
The expression of the old man in the distance darkened slightly. Of course he knew what kind of situation he was in, but Yang Huang said it so contemptuously, not giving him face at all.
"Master Yang, I didn't expect you to be such an uneducated person." The old man was also very articulate and couldn't stand the insult, so he immediately retorted.
"Hahaha, this world respects the strong. I am stronger than you. What will happen if I insult you? Can you kill me?" Yang Huang suddenly raised his head and laughed. He was like a villain in an anime.
, humiliate the old man opposite to your heart's content.
This is the reality. When you are not strong enough and face some things and some people, you can only bow your head. If you want to be tough in this situation, you must pay a terrible price.
Just like in life, when you enter the workplace for the first day, you have no way to vent many unsatisfactory things. You can only endure them silently and wait for the day when you become stronger.
Forbearance is a skill that must be learned everywhere.
Yang Huang's words made the old man's face turn red, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly. Everything the other party said was heartbreaking, and he had no way to refute it.
He already knew that Yang Huang was a monk who had condensed three chains of rules, and he had seen Yang Huang's chain of rules that day, which was simply outrageous.
Facing such an opponent, the old man knew that he could not win, but he was really unwilling to do so.
Why is God so unfair? He has worked hard to cultivate for hundreds of millions of years, but he is not as successful as others who can achieve it easily.
At this moment, the old man's hands drooped, and all the muscles in his body relaxed for an instant. He gave up.
"I know your purpose. From today on, all the five billion disciples of Duankong Xuanjiao will join Xuantian Clan. I hope... Yang Clan Master can treat them kindly." The old man gave up resistance. He lowered his head and his body gradually faded.
It will disappear in a blink of an eye.
Yang Huang did not stop him. Anyway, the old man's life was running out and he only had a few more years to live. It was pointless to kill him in advance.
The old man is the ancestor of Duan Kong Xuanjiao. No one dares to refute what he says, but there are also exceptions.
"Ancestor, no!"
A ray of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a young man holding a long sword suddenly appeared and stayed beside the old man. He frowned, looked at Yang Huang and snorted coldly.
"Tang Yu, step back."
After seeing the young man, the old man suddenly became a little nervous. This nervousness mainly came from Yang Huang.
"No! I won't quit. You shouldn't disband the Duankong Xuanjiao so easily! We have existed for such a long time, how can we just break up?" The young man named Tang Yu was aggressive, his voice was a bit
Big and seemed extremely excited.
"This man named Yang Huang, I think he is nothing more than that! I think he doesn't seem to have much ability. As long as all the disciples of our sect unite as one, can't we still kill him?"
"Enough!"
The old man was shocked. He really didn't expect Tang Yu to say such words. At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his back because he felt the waves of pressure from Yang Huang.
He was too afraid that Yang Huang would destroy Duan Kong Xuanjiao in a rage.
Before, after seeing the fate of the Tianyang Sect, the old man had actually made a decision to give up the Duankong Xuanjiao when Yang Huang arrived, because he found that whether it was the previous Tianhai City or Tianyang
Both Zong and Yang Huang only killed the leaders and did not kill the disciples of the sect indiscriminately. Instead, they incorporated them into the Xuantian Sect.
Therefore, the old man guessed that the main purpose of Yang Huang's campaign was actually to get more people.
In fact, his guess was very correct.
In order to preserve the foundation of Duankong Xuanjiao, the old man finally chose to bow his head, but he did not expect that Tang Yu would jump out at this moment.
Tang Yu is the most promising monk among the Duankong Xuanjiao to condense the chain of rules. He is very young. Although he cannot compare with Yang Huang, he is only 60 million years old now.
But at such an age, he has already broken through to the realm of Taoism, and the chains of rules are looming.
What it means to condense a chain of rules, the old man knows this better than anyone else.
Several years ago, he fought against Chen Guoli of Tianyang Sect.
At that time, his cultivation had reached the late stage of enlightenment, but he was almost killed by Chen Guoli, who was in the early stage of enlightenment.
Because of the chain of rules!
It is impossible for a monk without a chain of rules to defeat a strong man with a chain of rules.
The old man understood this very well, so he chose not to fight with Yang Huang and directly gave up the Duankong Xuanjiao.
"You seem to be very dissatisfied with me?" Yang Huang frowned. He looked like a big devil.
Sometimes, he also feels that he is becoming more and more like a villain.
But he doesn't care too much. Sometimes, you just need to follow your heart.
"Hmph! Who do you think you are?" Tang Yu was obviously very dissatisfied with Yang Huang's attitude.
Tang Yu has always been one of the top geniuses in the second heaven, and is very likely to take over Duankong Xuanjiao in the future, so he has always had a proud mentality, thinking that he can be domineering in the second heaven.
Unfortunately, he met the more domineering Yang Huang.
Snap!
This was the sound of Yang Huang lighting up his cigarette. After hearing Tang Yu's provocation, Yang Huang did not take action. In fact, he had no intention of killing anyone today.
"Shut up! Tang Yu!" The old man's face changed drastically, and his heart almost collapsed. He was always observing Yang Huang.
He knew that Yang Huang liked to smoke a strange thing that could spit out smoke before killing someone.
When he saw Yang Huang lighting up a cigarette, he thought he was going to go on a killing spree.