"I won't say it again, find the person I'm looking for, otherwise you will all die."
Yang Tian stood with his hands behind his hands. Although he looked thin, he exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
"May I ask what level your cultivation level has reached?"
The middle-aged man in the early stage of immortality raised his hands and asked, his tone full of respect, no longer the slightest contempt he had just now.
And Yang Tian also released the momentum of the late stage of the Immortal Realm, suppressing the entire audience.
When these people felt the late stage Immortal's momentum crushing them, they involuntarily fell to their knees on the ground with a look of fear and despair on their faces.
"The late stage of immortality?"
Their eyes were filled with horror, and their heads were filled with chills.
No one expected that this seemingly frail young man would have such terrifying strength.
In the late stage of the Celestial Immortal Realm, he is the top powerhouse in Jiuyou Star, and only the three major dynasties and the God King Palace have superpowers at this level.
They were just imprisoned here for hundreds of years, what happened to the outside world?
How could such a young junior possess the cultivation level of a late immortal?
Although they were shocked, these people quickly reacted and quickly bowed to Yang Tian.
"I have been disrespectful just now, and I ask my benefactor's forgiveness. We will do our best to complete the tasks entrusted by our benefactor."
The middle-aged man who was in the early stage of the Immortal Realm also bowed his head and said: "I have an undying hatred with the Wind God Lord of the Six Paths Divine Sect. Since my benefactor killed the Wind God Lord, I will treat you as my master."
As he spoke, he knelt down on one knee to express his surrender.
Yang Tian's cultivation is in the late stage of Celestial Immortal. Since he said he killed the Wind God Lord, he must have died.
He had no worries and simply accepted Yang Tian as his master.
"Get up."
Seeing that these people were still disobedient to discipline just now, they were extremely respectful after he showed his cultivation.
There was no wave in Yang Tian's eyes.
"I wonder who the benefactor is looking for here?"
The thin old man stood up and asked.
Yang Tian glanced at everyone and said: "The person I am looking for is Wu Shi, the founder of Wu Shi Shen Sect, a peak Earth Immortal who was imprisoned here hundreds of years ago. Does any of you know where he is imprisoned?
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After everyone heard this, they looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.
The strong man named Xiao Jian in the early stage of the Celestial Immortal stood up, and then said respectfully: "This Conferred God Mountain has ninety-nine levels, and each level imprisons some strong men, not only the Six Paths Divine Sect, but also the Divine King Palace.
The strong man is also here. We don’t know where the man imprisoned by the benefactor is, but we are willing to be driven by the benefactor to search for Wu Shi."
Everyone also nodded. There were not many of them, only forty or fifty people, but they were all powerful people in the realm of earthly immortals.
Yang Tian heard the words and said: "Then take action and rescue everyone here. If anyone disobeys discipline, kill them directly."
Everyone hurriedly started to open the second door of Fengshen Mountain.
In this way, more and more strong men were rescued and then willing to follow, and the number of people who followed eventually reached hundreds.
However, there was still no trace of his master Wu Shi.
This made Yang Tian's heart sink to the bottom. Could it be that his master Wu Shi has fallen?
After all, when he was in Xuantian Star, the clone of Fengshenzun went down to the lower realm and completely destroyed his master's cultivation. How could he survive for hundreds of years in this sacred mountain?
He didn't say a word, but he was filled with murderous intent, covering everyone.
As for those strong men who had just been rescued, they still didn't know Yang Tian's cultivation level, and there was contempt in their eyes.
But after feeling the momentum of the late stage of the Immortal Realm, his expression suddenly changed, and he knelt on the ground with a plop in fear.
Every time he entered a level, Yang Tian became more and more disappointed. By the time he reached the ninety-eighth level, Yang Tian had even begun to despair.
The person beside him, Xiao Jian, reminded him: "Master Immortal Emperor, there is a peerless powerful man in the late stage of Immortal being imprisoned here, but he is definitely not your master. Are you sure you want to go in?"
Yang Tian's eyes were blood red at this moment, and his whole body was trembling.
He said in a cold voice: "I will go in alone."
After saying that, he walked forward directly, opened the door and walked in.
As soon as I see it, I see a vast expanse of white fairy mist, as if there is no end in sight.
This place seems to be a small world of its own, a paradise in heaven.
Yang Tian's face was slightly stunned, and then revealed a look of ecstasy.
Because he noticed his master's aura,
Although hundreds of years have passed since the last time he sensed his master's aura, Yang Tian still has not forgotten it.
The only person imprisoned in the 99th level of this sacred mountain is his master Wu Shi.
Yang Tian was overjoyed, and his eyes were slightly red and moist.
He rushed forward quickly, and then saw a figure standing in the sky and earth, with his back turned to him.
Yang Tian knew clearly that the figure was his master Wu Shi.
Although it didn't feel real and he hadn't seen it for hundreds of years, he would never have any illusions.
Yang Tian's eyes were red, and he went forward and knelt down. His voice trembled and he said, "Master, my unfilial disciple Yang Tian has come to save you."
The figure slowly turned around. He was wearing white clothes, with flowing white hair, an old face, a kind face, and a fairy-like appearance.
His image of an old beggar was completely different from when the two first met.
"Disciple, get up."
Wu Shi in white clothes lifted up in the air, and Yang Tian felt his body stand up uncontrollably.
His face was a little stunned, and he was extremely confused.
Is this white-robed Wu Shi really his master? Why he has such a terrifying cultivation level, Yang Tian can't figure it out, but he feels that the cultivation level of the master in front of him is far above him.
Why?
Didn't he only have the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal Peak? Wasn't he deprived of his cultivation level by the Wind God Lord and imprisoned here? Isn't there a powerful late-stage Celestial Immortal here?
Yang Tian felt that everything was different from what he thought.
Wu Shi in white clothes smiled, and then said with an old voice: "Disciple, I know that you have many questions, but now that you are here, you have completed the test that I have given you. Now you officially become my seat."
Disciple."
"What?"
Yang Tian was stunned when he heard this, quite puzzled.
"Test? How is it possible? Could it be that Master, you were captured by Feng Shen Zun just to test me, so you were willing to stay here for hundreds of years?"
Yang Tian felt himself becoming more and more confused.
He couldn't see through this master at all, and he couldn't see through it.
After hearing these words, Wu Shi in white clothes shook his head and said: "My master was indeed captured by the Wind God Lord and his cultivation was abolished, but waiting here is indeed a test for you."
He smiled, then waved his hand, the world changed drastically, and the two figures appeared in the clouds.
Wu Shi in white clothes sat in front of a jade table, poured a cup of tea into the jade pot, and with a flick of his finger, the tea flew in front of Yang Tian.
Yang Tian took it and suddenly felt a huge force coming from the jade cup. His expression changed, and then he used all his immortal energy and cultivation to resist.
Finally, he took a few steps back and blocked the jade cup.
But the shock on his face became even more intense. Is this still his master? Why does he have such terrifying cultivation?
"good!"
Baiyi Wushi smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for eight hundred years, and this little guy like you has finally grown to where you are now. It's really beyond my expectation."
Yang Tian felt that his scalp was numb. Is this still the same shameless old bastard?
That shameless old bastard looked like a bitch at the time. He was bullied and beaten everywhere, without any sign of being a master, and he was tricked countless times.
In the end, although he helped him embark on the path of cultivation, he disappeared in the blink of an eye the next day. Yang Tian stumbled all the way, wandering on the edge of life and death countless times before he got here.
I thought I had surpassed his master, but now it seems that I am still crushed by him.
Because Yang Tian felt that with his current level of cultivation, he couldn't even catch a single move from his master.
"Drink it. You just experienced a battle and were seriously injured."
Wu Shi in white clothes smiled and motioned for Yang Tian to drink the tea in the cup.
Although Yang Tian had countless questions in his mind, he still suppressed them in his heart first. He looked at the tea in his hand. The tea soup in it was clear, and there was a strange fragrance coming from it. The smell of it made people intoxicated.
Yang Tian hesitated for a moment, but thought that the person in front of him was undoubtedly his master and would not harm him, so he drank the tea in one gulp. (To be continued)
