Uh...
The leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" had a drastic change in expression.
In the confrontation of auras, he was actually suppressed by a "Golden Core Sword Cultivator."
Preposterous!
What a colossal humiliation!
The leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" was furious.
"Junior, you are courting death!"
The leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" roared, preparing to activate his magical artifact and divine abilities to kill the handsome young sword cultivator.
"Big shot, a misunderstanding, hehe, it's all a misunderstanding!"
The "little fatty" from the other side, seeing the tense situation, immediately rushed forward, bowing and scraping, with a fawning smile, apologizing to the leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator."
"Big shot, my bodyguard injured his brain practicing swordplay, please don't take it to heart. I apologize to you!"
As he spoke, the "little fatty" took out a storage bag and presented it to the leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator."
The leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" opened the storage bag and saw that it contained a full hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones.
To apologize with one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones was full of sincerity!
The leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" felt the sincerity of the "little fatty," and his anger subsided slightly.
"Scram!"
He grunted.
"Right away, we'll be gone!"
The "little fatty" smiled and agreed.
The handsome young sword cultivator was still unconvinced. He said coldly.
"Old Qian, these people are shrouded in dark energy, arrogant and fierce. They look like demonic cultivators at first glance! Are we just going to stand by and watch them commit evil? We must act on behalf of heaven!"
The "little fatty" quickly pulled the handsome young sword cultivator.
"Brother Xiaoyao, just say a little less!"
The handsome young sword cultivator's face darkened. He flung off the "little fatty's" right hand and said irritably.
"How many times have I told you, don't call me Brother Xiaoyao, it's disgusting, makes me want to puke!"
"Alright, alright, I'll call you Grandpa, Grandpa Xiaoyao, don't stir up trouble. Harmony brings wealth, let's go!"
The "little fatty" had no integrity, and actually shouted "Grandpa" to the handsome young sword cultivator in public.
"Hahaha..."
"Little fatty is truly shameless!"
"Coward!"
The "Black Pupil Clone Cultivators" burst into laughter, openly mocking the "little fatty."
The "little fatty" paid no mind and did not get angry, merely urging the handsome young sword cultivator to leave quickly.
A gleam flashed in the eyes of the leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator." He stared at the "little fatty" with great interest.
This "little fatty" could bend and stretch, possessing the generosity to produce one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones at once, and the shamelessness to call someone Grandpa in public. He was someone!
If there was an opportunity, he might consider "recruiting" him.
Just as the leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" was contemplating whether to puff out his chest and exude an aura of dominance to conquer the "little fatty," a figure rushed out from the "Demon Suppressing Grand Hall" below.
The figure was enveloped in lightning, and a Thunder Dragon soul body appeared behind him, exuding immense power!
"I, Wang Tenglong, will fight you to the death!"
Saying this, Wang Tenglong was about to activate the "Thunder Soul Secret Technique" to forcibly merge with the "Thunder Dragon Soul Body," raising his cultivation base to the "Nascent Soul realm."
The leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" was greatly alarmed. He could no longer bother with the "little fatty" and roared.
"Stop Wang Tenglong, do not let him use the Thunder Soul Secret Technique!"
The other "Black Pupil Clone Cultivators" respectively activated their magical artifacts and divine abilities, bombarding Wang Tenglong.
More than ten "Nascent Soul cultivators" launched fierce attacks simultaneously.
Endless spiritual light surged into the sky.
Powerful divine abilities swept out, capable of destroying heaven and earth!
Each "natal magical artifact" moved freely, capable of shattering stars!
Wang Tenglong didn't even get a chance to use the "Thunder Soul Secret Technique."
In an instant, he was swallowed by the endless spiritual light.
It was over!
Everything was over!
Just as everyone thought Wang Tenglong was doomed, an unexpected scene occurred.
Golden light!
Intense golden light!
It almost solidified!
It burst forth!
Boom boom boom!
Golden Buddhist characters transformed into Buddhist light and soared into the sky.
Om Mani Padme Hum!
The Six-Syllable Mantra!
Grand and vast Buddhist sounds echoed throughout the heavens and earth.
The "divine ability spiritual light" that had been causing chaos was completely suppressed and vanished into nothingness!
At the same time, a golden Buddha phantom ascended.
The golden Buddha's features were majestic, radiating infinite light.
All the "natal magical artifacts" were frozen and unable to move.
Below the golden Buddha phantom, Wang Tenglong was firmly protected.
The fierce onslaught just now had not harmed him in the slightest.
This...
The "Black Pupil Clone Cultivators" were all dumbfounded.
What's going on?
Where did this "Buddhist divine ability" come from?
The leading "Black Pupil Clone Cultivator" was furious. His eyes almost spat fire as he glared fiercely ahead.
"Little fatty, you are courting death!"
Everyone then realized that the "meek and submissive" "little fatty" from just moments ago had appeared above the "battlefield" at some unknown time.
In his hand, he held a "Golden Buddha Bone Sarira."
The "Golden Buddha Bone Sarira" emitted a faint golden Buddhist light, connecting with the "golden Buddha phantom" below.
It was clear that at this critical juncture, it was this "little fatty" who had saved Wang Tenglong!
What the hell is going on!
Wasn't the "little fatty" a coward?
How dare he, how dare he...
At this moment, the "little fatty" no longer had any trace of his former meekness. He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep, looking down at Wang Tenglong.
"Are you Wang Tenglong?"
Wang Tenglong cupped his fists and bowed to the "little fatty."
"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your rescue! That's right, I am indeed Wang Tenglong!"
The "little fatty's" eyes narrowed slightly. They were already small, and now that they were narrowed, they were almost invisible. However, sharp glints occasionally flashed from the slit eyes, making this "fatty" appear as cunning as a ghost, someone not to be underestimated.
"Do you know the senior? The one from the Eastern Desolation Mountain Range!"
"The 'little fatty' in his words and actions had deeply assimilated the 'Gou Xiu' essence of a certain senior, never revealing the 'certain senior's' true name."
Upon hearing this, Wang Tenglong's eyes lit up.
Eastern Desolation Mountain Range!
Senior!
Right, it was Brother Hao Ren!
Wang Tenglong had come into contact with Yun Zhenting and others in the "Cave Profound Secret Realm" and knew about the "mysterious senior."
He said excitedly.
"Are you guys Hao..."
Wang Tenglong was interrupted forcefully by the "little fatty" just as he began to speak.
"Good, identity confirmed. You are the sworn brother of the senior, that's correct!"
Saying this, the "little fatty" raised his head, his demeanor calm, his eyes deep, and looked at the "Black Pupil Clone Cultivators."
"Fellow Daoists, I am Qian Duoduo, CEO of the Dragon Knight Merchant Association! Wang Tenglong is my senior's sworn brother, and he is under the protection of our Dragon Knight Merchant Association! If you fellow Daoists would give us face, our Dragon Knight Merchant Association is willing to offer ten million low-grade spirit stones!"