Ser el patriarca del Dao en el multiverso

Capítulo 543

"Hmm, your mother is quite something. You must have many younger brothers, like Michimoto Saburo, Shiro, and Goro. Hehe, I've seen movies from your country!" Ma Yunteng said with a playful smile.

"You're courting death!" Dao Ben Dalang waved his hand suddenly, and countless cultivators wielding long swords emerged from all directions of the ancient castle, rushing towards Ma Yunteng like a madman.

Sizzle!

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Chapter 415 Whoa!!!

Zi.

Seeing these cultivators whose cultivation levels were almost all at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul realms, Ma Yunteng smiled faintly and waved his hand, sending the Ancient Spirit Cold Flame shooting towards them.

The air was immediately filled with the aroma of roast suckling pig. Before anyone could realize where the flames came from, they were instantly reduced to ashes!

Ma Yunteng's control over the cold fire is now so masterful that he can take the lives of cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage with a mere wave of his hand!

The cold fire technique could burn Dao Benichiro, a Nascent Soul cultivator, to ashes. Dealing with those below the Nascent Soul stage was simply a matter of taking whatever they wanted!

What!

Daoben Tairou and the elders behind him were almost paralyzed with fear at the sight!

Their eyes widened in horror, utterly terrified!

Recalling what had just happened, everyone felt a chill run down their spines! Although Dao Ben Dalang and the elders had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Realm, they were all seasoned veterans who had seen it all.

But what happened just now?

Those who were sent out were mostly Nascent Soul and Golden Core stage cultivators, yet they were indeed burned to ashes by Ma Yunteng's ball of fire!

What horrified them most was that after the flame appeared, the surrounding temperature actually dropped significantly. Although they felt a sense of desolation deep inside, the temperature of the air around them was far more real than the chill in their hearts!

"What is this?!" An elder, recalling the deep white flame from just now, couldn't help but ask the elder beside him.

"I don't know!"

"Unheard of! Unseen!"

"I have a broad knowledge of various schools of thought, yet I have never seen such a bizarre technique!"

"It's over! Mitsui is finished!"

The elders were utterly horrified! To be honest, none of them had ever witnessed such a bizarre thing—a person instantly reduced to ashes by a single burst of fire! What terrifying power must one possess to control such a tyrannical flame?

"Third Elder, are you sure he is really a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator?" Dao Ben Dalang forced down his fear and turned to ask the Third Elder behind him.

"Judging from his aura, he is indeed at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, there is no mistake." The Third Elder was the strongest in the Mitsui Society besides Ichiro Michimoto, and he was very certain that Ma Yunteng's cultivation level was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

The entire Earth uses the same set of cultivation standards, how could there be any error?

"Then what do you think? If we join forces, can we win this battle?" Daoben Dalang asked him with a worried expression.

“If we force our way against him, without a doubt, we will all be turned into dust in a second, and even our souls will be burned to nothingness!” the Third Elder replied solemnly.

"Hmph! I refuse to believe that a mere mid-Nascent Soul stage Chinese can cause any trouble in our Mitsui Society!"

Daoben Taro grabbed Li Xiyue beside him and shouted at Ma Yunteng, "Kid, if you don't update your profile picture now, don't blame me for slapping this woman to death!"

Now that things have come to this, Daoben Tairou knows that they are no match for Ma Yunteng, so he plans to use Li Xiyue to threaten Ma Yunteng.

Upon hearing the threatening words, Ma Yunteng shrugged, a faint smile playing on his lips: "You can try!"

"Arrogant!"

Driven by a thirst for revenge, Sanben Dalang didn't care about anything else and directly struck Li Xiyue on the head with a palm!

He was a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, just one step away from advancing to the Divine Transformation stage. If his palm really struck Li Xiyue on the head, it would surely cause Li Xiyue's brains to splatter everywhere!

"No!" The Third Elder behind him shouted, trying to dissuade him, but before he could finish speaking, a streak of deep white flame shot directly into Sanben Dalang's raised right hand!

Sizzle!

Mitsui Iran's arm vanished instantly, and a cloud of white powder quickly dispersed into the air!

"this!"

Although the elders had anticipated this scene, they were still terrified when it actually happened!

"Ah!!!" Daoben Dalang screamed in pain. Several elders rushed to his side and tried their best to suppress the huge heat on his arm with their own energy!

However, no matter how hard they tried to suppress it, the heat showed no signs of abating. At first, only one of Daoben Tairou's hands was severed, but after five seconds, his entire arm turned to dust!

"Ah!!!" Daoben Tairou let out a heart-wrenching scream, his face contorted in rage, his lips twitching as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word!

puff!

The three elders behind Daoben Tairou all spat out a trail of crimson blood from the corners of their mouths! While they were suppressing the heat emanating from Daoben Tairou's body, they hadn't noticed that their own bodies were also being affected by the heat!

Suddenly, his dantian felt unbearably hot, as if he were about to vomit blood!

As they coughed up blood, their eyes suddenly fell on the clump of white powder on the ground!