Chapter 817 Please, God!

Today, the Silver Alliance was slaughtered under the banner of destroying the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable. But everyone knows that in their hearts, destroying someone is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that they can successfully sweep away the "Silver-haired Calling Order" that has been circulating for a hundred years through today's battle, so as to make their own reputation.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Tianyang Taoist now stands up to challenge. Because at this time, the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable has not yet appeared. I am afraid that he plans to settle for the second best if he cannot catch the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable. Destroying Liu Jian's party without a backbone can always make his reputation known, so that it will not be a waste of time.

After Tianyang Taoist finished speaking, the onlookers around showed an interested expression. These onlookers were afraid that they would not fight today. For them, the more intense the fight, the better, so that they can go out and brag about it later.

Liu Jian's face was already quite ugly at this moment. He knew very well that, at present, the overall strength of the Tuyin League was superior to his side. If a fight really broke out, not only would his side suffer, but it would also delay the revenge for Yingluo.

However, the current situation did not allow Liu Jian to be too tolerant. Because most of the cultivators who came to participate in the battle today were not members of the "Dun" organization, and not all of them were completely determined to fight the 11th Palace. Moreover, many of them did not even know who Yingluo was, so the so-called "revenge" was meaningless to them. Therefore, if Liu Jian chose to avoid the battle now, it would greatly damage the prestige and momentum of his side, and it might cause many cultivators who came to fight to lose their fighting spirit or even retreat directly.

And more importantly, the battle always depends on momentum. If he was at a disadvantage in momentum now, the battle in front of him would probably become extremely bad, let alone wiping out the 11th Palace.

For a moment, Liu Jian felt a little caught in a dilemma. His expression changed, but he never answered the shouts from the other side.

Many people saw some clues and had some guesses in their hearts. And Tianyang Taoist became more arrogant and shouted again: "What, are you scared? It's okay to be scared. As long as you give up the so-called "Silver Hair Calling Order" and shout together that we obey the Tuyin League, we will let you go!"

Tianyang Taoist was aggressive, with arrogance written all over his face, which immediately made the faces of the members of the "Dun" organization look extremely ugly, and even angry. And some monks who came today with the heart of fighting to the death felt a little cowardly and angry, and wished that Liu Jian would say the word "war" now.

Liu Jian still didn't speak, but his face was extremely ugly. And the atmosphere in the whole world began to become tense. However, in this tension, there was also an obvious feeling of depression shrouding the monks of Liu Jian's side, like a kind of irony.

Just when Liu Jian's face kept changing and he was anxious. Just when the Tuyin League was extremely arrogant and the monks around were all showing a playful expression on their faces, an old voice suddenly came from a distance, but it was actually penetrating and clearly echoed between the world: "Who do you think you are?"

This method of transmitting sound is profound and unfathomable, and it can only be performed by a great and powerful person. Even with the current cultivation of the two Taoists Tianyang and Tianyin, it would be difficult for them to transmit sound in this way. So, everyone instantly focused their eyes on the place where the sound came from, and saw a stone path extending out of thin air in the distant high-altitude clouds.

Then, an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a coarse linen robe, stepped onto the path, and the path suddenly stretched for thousands of feet. The old man moved slightly, and everyone didn't even see whether he raised his foot, but he had already moved from one end of the road to the other.

This kind of magical power is much more mysterious than the shrinking earth into an inch that only the earth cultivator can perform. It immediately made the surrounding cultivators gasp and look at the old man who had approached from a very far place in the blink of an eye, with awe in their eyes.

As for the many earth cultivators present, even the two Taoists Tianyang and Tianyin, their pupils shrank suddenly at this moment. As earth cultivators, their perception is much more acute than other cultivators around them. So they can all see that the seemingly ordinary road under the old man's feet actually has a very strong source of energy. Moreover, this road also gives people an illusion that it is like the road to the underworld!

"What kind of magical power is this?" At this moment, many people present had such a question in their hearts. As for those earth cultivators, they all had such thoughts. After all, they had never even heard of the source of energy that could transform into such a strange path.

After the initial shock, the first to react was Liu Jian, the enemy of the king of hell, who is also the leader of their side. He clearly saw that the old man in the coarse linen clothes was Zhang Tao, whom he had not seen for more than a hundred years. He was also the strongest person in the "Dun" organization in the ghost domain. He had the ability to cultivate the first source of the land back then!

Now it seems that Zhang Tao is obviously much stronger than when he was in the ghost domain. The road under his feet was clearly not transformed by his deception, but from another source of power. In other words, Zhang Tao is now a second source of cultivation!

"It's just the right time!" Liu Jian was overjoyed, thinking that under the current situation, the appearance of Zhang Tao would undoubtedly add enough combat power and momentum to his side, and become an important factor in stabilizing people's hearts.

So, he quickly went to meet Zhang Tao and bowed to him: "Senior Zhang, you are finally here!"

Liu Jian's words came out loudly, and he emphasized the word "senior" a little. When different people heard it, it instantly had different meanings.

The Tu Yin League, including the two Taoists Tian Yang and Tian Yin, had their eyes flickering, and their arrogance instantly dropped a lot. After all, with the addition of a second-source cultivator to become their opponent, their advantage is not that great, and there is no so-called advantage anymore.

The onlookers' eyes lit up, thinking that such a strong man appeared under the "Silver Hair Calling Order", and today's show might become more exciting.

As for Liu Jian's side, their morale was instantly boosted, and some even looked at the Tu Yin League with extremely obvious hostility. And the cultivators of the "Dun" organization, after seeing Zhang Tao, all showed joy on their faces and came forward to greet Liu Jian.

"My fellow Taoists, I am sorry that I am late." Zhang Tao looked at the people in front of him, and then looked at the Tuyin League who was obviously confronting his side, and he had already seen some clues.

"Not too late, not too late, Senior Zhang came at the right time. I didn't expect that after more than a hundred years, Senior Zhang's cultivation has improved to this point. It's amazing." Liu Jian smiled and said repeatedly while looking at Zhang Tao, who was dressed simply but had a profound and unfathomable meaning.

Zhang Tao smiled casually, and then looked at the nearly a thousand cultivators who had gathered on his side today, with a satisfied look in his eyes. In a few casual words, Liu Jian's position as the leader had been transferred to him.

Not far away, Tianyang and Tianyin's faces were getting uglier and uglier. They thought that they had just challenged each other, but were interrupted by the newly appeared old man from the second source land. They couldn't help but lose a lot in momentum. Moreover, Zhang Tao's appearance was really unfathomable. How could these two people who were also second-source cultivators put their faces?

Not long after, the two brothers Tianyang and Tianyin looked at each other and saw the coldness in each other's eyes. They asked themselves that they were also second-source cultivators, and they had never been afraid of any cultivators of the same level under their combined strength. Now that Zhang Tao appeared, how much could it change?

So, after the two looked at each other, they looked away at the same time, and the voice of Taoist Tianyang was heard again: "Are you the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable?"

Tianyang and Tianyin had never seen the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable. At this moment, they saw Zhang Tao's extraordinary demeanor and his full head of gray hair, and subconsciously thought that Zhang Tao was the legendary Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable, and the main person who issued the "Silver-haired Summoning Order" for a hundred years.

Taoist Tianyang's words quickly fell into the ears of every cultivator present. As a result, many cultivators who didn't know who the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable was quickly locked their eyes on Zhang Tao, thinking that Zhang Tao was the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable.

The sound of discussion soon came out, and naturally almost all of them were about Zhang Tao, the "Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable". However, most of what they said was not very pleasant, saying that although Zhang Tao was strong, he was not as terrifying as the legend said.

However, there were also people who knew the truth, and they had already sneered at this moment. These people also knew that the old slave of the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable had appeared, and the Heavenly Venerable himself was probably coming!

Liu Jian cast a puzzled look at Zhang Tao, obviously wanting to know where Huan Yin was. And Zhang Tao whispered to himself: "It's time to invite the master."

Then, his eyes suddenly looked directly below everyone, penetrated the fog and clouds, and fell on the seemingly empty sea surface.

"I am not worthy of the name of the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable. I, an old man, am just one of his servants. Since you want to see the Silver-haired Heavenly Venerable, I will invite him for you!" Zhang Tao's voice was high and fell into the ears of every cultivator present. Then, a jade slip shining with brilliant light suddenly appeared on his right hand, and he gently pushed it downwards.