C423 A Powerful Suppression

When an expert makes a move, you'll know if there is.

Wan Hao's simple move had shocked them.

The gatekeeper of the Purple Cave had never thought that the person accompanying Wu Liang would be a derivative. It was just one finger. A domain restriction was set up in the 28 mountain peaks of the purple cave, covering an area of 800 miles. Immediately, he panicked.

"You... Who are you?" The people guarding the mountain gate retreated.

In front of the mountain gate, bluestone paved the road. Several hundred steps were laid horizontally like long dragons. The grass on both sides were fresh, immortal vines coiling about, small streams gurgling.

"I am your grandpa." Even though Wan Hao swore, his temperament was still very unique. Wan Hao walked forward and picked up the steps. His steps were light and graceful, and he didn't carry any killing intent. His entire being was incomparably graceful.

"You..." The people from the purple cave retreated one after another. A youth like this, the more otherworldly and ethereal he was, the more bottomless their hearts became.

"I never thought that your tiny purple cave would occupy such a good place!" Wan Hao looked around and found Zhong Linxiu. He immediately began to suspect that the Southern Wasteland was so barren. How could such a small sect possess such a good treasure? Could it be that those major powers were not jealous?

Thinking about it this way, there were other powers behind this purple cave.

"Who is causing trouble?!" A long roar sounded. An elder tore through the sky like a meteor, landing in front of the mountain gate.

Wan Hao's steps were calm. He slowly walked up and said, "Enemies have their heads, and debts have their owners. Today, the purple cave will definitely be destroyed."

"You, at such a young age, are really boasting shamelessly!" The corner of the old man's mouth revealed a disdainful sneer.

It was no wonder he looked down on Wan Hao. Wan Hao had a delicate and pretty face, and he looked to be in his twenties. At such a young age, even if he was the descendant of a Sacred Land, he might not be able to challenge the Purple Cave alone.

Wan Hao was neither in a hurry nor in a slow pace. He climbed several hundred stone steps and stood beside the pond. His entire body was covered in a layer of mist, and he looked like an immortal that had just emerged from the world.

It was only at this moment that the old man noticed some clues. Wan Hao was standing right in front of him, but he was as elusive and unpredictable as the mist.

"Li Chengen, are the two of you disciples of the Purple Cave?" Wan Hao asked.

"Indeed!" The old man felt uneasy. When he thought about how he couldn't contact these two brothers for the past few days, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Then there's nothing else to say. I'll send you on your way." Wan Hao immediately floated in front of him and pressed his hand forward.

"Buzz!"

The weapon vibrated. Seven weapons rushed out from the old man's body. There were blades, spears, swords, halberds and so on. They turned into seven beams of light and pierced towards Wan Hao's palm.

However, what shocked him the most was that the seven weapons were like rotten wood, breaking apart inch by inch. They couldn't even withstand a single blow!

That jade-like palm seemed to have a kind of demonic nature. The weapons indeed pierced into the palm, but they scattered like dirt and were completely shattered.

He was greatly alarmed. This type of method was miraculous, making his entire body ice cold. He quickly backed up.

"If it was just a fair competition, then it wouldn't be much, but if you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for being blind. After accepting such a disciple and offending me, there's nothing much to say. I'll send you on your way. " Wan Hao flipped his hand and pressed down. The old man was sent flying dozens of meters away. Then, he suddenly broke into pieces.

The people guarding the mountain gate were stupefied. Even the elders of the sect were crushed to death by this youth. It made their entire bodies tremble.

This was simply a god blocking the path of death, a Buddha blocking the path of destruction. This was a young devil king, so who could stop him?

Block? A single slap was enough to kill a Purple Cave elder. Even if the sect master came out, he might not be able to suppress him.

Wan Hao ignored them and continued to move forward. Those people were trembling with fear as they dodged to the side.

"In a few years' time, will I be able to enter and exit the Purple Sun Sacred Land like this? Will I be able to avenge my master? " He felt that if he wanted to succeed, he needed to improve his strength as soon as possible. However, the prerequisite was to find a lifeline suitable for him on the Heavenly Islands.

Shocking cries sounded everywhere. Inside the purple cave, the ancient bell was long and drawn. Everyone was alarmed. Many cultivators quickly flew over.

In front of them, water flowed. Flowers and plants grew beside the spring. At a glance, there were all sorts of colors.

One figure after another quickly descended and surrounded Wan Hao and the other man.

Wan Hao's body was like a flood dragon as he rushed forward. He used the Myriad Transformation True Spell, pointed at the sky, and shouted. In an instant, a huge seal appeared above his head, shaking it.

This was a majestic mountain peak that towered into the sky. It was sealed into an ancient seal that pressed down. One could clearly see that there were birds and beasts on it, as well as ancient trees that towered into the sky.

"Hong!"

There was simply no way to stop it. The mountain great imprint's power could support the heavens. When it descended, all of the weapons that flew about in the sky were turned into flying ashes.

One of the Tai Xuan Three Seals, Mountain Embrace Seal!

"Ah..."

Miserable screams were heard. None of the dozens of people who tried to kill Wan Hao managed to escape. Their bodies cracked and turned into ashes at the same time.

This shocking scene caused the cultivators in the distance to be tongue-tied. Cold sweat trickled down their backs, and they couldn't help but tremble.

In the sky, the Heaven Raising Ancient Mountain Seal slowly faded, and then it disappeared.

This was one of the Taihua Profound Sect's sect shaking supreme techniques, the Mountain Embracing Seal. It represented the limit of offensive techniques, and it could produce a thousand and ten thousand moves. Every time one comprehended it, they would be able to comprehend different great killing techniques.

"You... what kind of secret technique is this?" The white-haired, white-bearded old man no longer had the demeanor of a transcendent being. He revealed a terrified expression as he continuously retreated.

"You don't have the qualifications to know!" Wan Hao smiled faintly. There was no need to tell him that this was the mountain seal of Taihua Profound Sect.

"I am the Supreme Elder of the Purple Cave. Do you really want to make the Purple Cave your enemy?" His voice was as loud as thunder, waking up the Sect Master and the other Supreme Elders who were in seclusion.

At this time, Wu Liang shook his head and said, "It's useless. You have provoked my brother. No one can save you."

"I am a Divine Dao True Stage warrior. If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price!" He pretended to be fierce, but was cowardly inside, trying to buy time.

"Won't we know if we try? I don't mind letting you reunite with your genius disciples." Wan Hao took one step at a time, and a lotus flower appeared under his feet. He then chased after them with light steps.

"You... I will fight you to the death!" The supreme elder of the purple cave let out a fierce roar. He had a ferocious look on his face, and his beard was standing on end. His eyes were filled with coldness, and more than ten weapons rushed out of his body.

Among them was a huge sword that was three meters long!

The three-meter long big sword started to move. Green air surged, and it made a wuwu sound. Thousands of rays of light shot out, and it looked like a rain of swords.

This region's divine splendor soared into the sky. Over ten weapons sealed up this region. Endless killing intent and glaring light surged intensely.

In the distance, the disciples of the Purple Cave were shouting in unison. In their eyes, Wan Hao was completely submerged in this region, and he was going to die for sure.

However, they quickly shut their mouths.