The Fifty Fifth Purple Five Seal

  The leader of the Knife Sect was ambushed, and just as he was about to take revenge with the golden knife in his hand, two old men from the palace blocked his way. Without saying a word, they unleashed their full power, slapping the leader of the Knife Sect with a palm that sent him flying back thirty meters. The leader of the Knife Sect was furious, and the golden knife in his hand shone brightly as he launched a wave of attacks at the two old men. His knife waves were like giant waves, covering the sky and sun, making it impossible to dodge.

  "Zi Wu Yin!" Two pairs of palms struck out four giant purple seals, piercing through his golden blade waves and hitting the master of the Knife Sect. To say that he used his knife aura to block their combined attack of Zi Wu Yin would be an understatement.

  A loud rumble...

  After the loud voice, the three old undead each retreated a hundred meters. Neither side had gained any advantage. The master of the Knife Sect was ambushed earlier and now he had barely blocked the combined attack of two Dou Huangs. It was impossible to rush forward and grab people now. He glared at the one who ambushed his sect master and cursed: "You shameless old thing, we'll see about this later, damn it!"

  After finishing, it was another cold glance from the Nan Gong family, who hummed and turned to leave, leaving everyone facing each other. The several sect masters who had originally come to form an alliance now had no choice but to disperse. Who knew that the next one would be schemed against by whom? Although they knew that Tang Yan was playing mind games with them, they also acknowledged what Tang Yan said. No one wanted to follow a small and weak sect; if they were in the crowd of Dou Huang, they would also choose a stronger master.

  Every sect master wants to be Tang Yan's master, but who wouldn't want to have an invincible disciple, who wouldn't want to live forever, and who wouldn't want to obtain the treasures of the forbidden land?

  "Dao Zong has left, now it's three against three. Do you think you really have the strength to deal with us? Offending the royal family is a serious matter, and besides, that person by your side might just get taken out again in a fight!" The two old men who had taken away the leader of the Dao Zong sect appeared before them once more.

  At his mention, everyone became even more vigilant. When they were distracted, the two old men from the palace made their move again. The speed at which the Emperor's Fist was unleashed was often just an instant. It was hard to defend against it even if one wanted to. However, this time, their target was the Master of the Fist Sect. The Master of the Fist Sect had been on guard against the two men beside him and did not expect to be attacked by the two venerable old men.

  "Boom!" A loud noise.

  No one saw how they struck, nor did anyone see how the leader of the Fist Sect blocked their two blows. All that was known was that the Fist Sect was knocked back fifty meters, with faint white smoke still rising from his fists. Enraged, he pointed at the two dignified men and cursed: "Shameless things! The prestigious South Palace's left and right guardians, actually resorting to underhanded tactics!"

  "Hmph, what's the use of ambushing you? You've seen it too, we two made our move, and they're enjoying the show. Come on, take us on, you won't gain any advantage, let alone get them to lend a hand!" said the two teachers, Nan Gong Zuo and You, also known as the Left and Right Protectors.

  The master of the Quanzong Gate listened to their words, and his eyes looked at two of the usual acquaintances, but he didn't expect that at this time, they would turn their faces away, not paying attention to the furious master of the Quanzong Gate. Was he angry? Indeed, there was a bit of anger, but what could be done now? If he really fought with the left and right guardians of the ancient South Palace, it wouldn't be beneficial, but rather disadvantageous to himself.

  "Little one, it seems that you and I are not destined to be together. However, I promise you that the doors of our Fist Sect will always be open for you!" The master of the Fist Sect said to Tang Yan before leaving.

  "Thank you, senior. If I really can't make it outside, I'll definitely come visit you!" Tang Yan said, his heart delighted: "Good, very good, two have already been driven away, if one more is driven away, that would be even better!"

  "Well, then there will be a next time!" The leader of Quan Zong said, and then left this place.

  Next to him, the little nun Zi Lan knew that Tang Yan was doing this with a purpose and wasn't worried at all that he would betray these sects. Even if he did, he wouldn't abandon her. This is what it means to be a woman, including Xuan Yuan Yue, who also trusted Tang Yan after this incident.

  "Zhang Lei Lao, now there are only two left. What do you say we should do? Can't you let us see your Jiu Jue Lei Feng Zhang?" Nan Gong's left and right guardians said as they arrived beside the Palm Sect Master.

  "Alright, you two help me drive one away, and the other I'll take care of myself. Let me show you the Eight Extremes Thunderbolt Palm!" said the Sect Master of the Palm Sect.

  "Isn't it Jiǔjué?" he asked.

  "The Nine Extremes have yet to be fully mastered!" The Sect Master of the Palm Sect replied to him.

  "Didn't you just say you've mastered the Nine Absolute Thunderbolt Palm? Are you trying to scare them?"

  "Yes, it was just a bluff, didn't think it would actually work, haha!" The master of the Palm Sect, who had lived for over 200 years, laughed loudly with a straight face.

  "Your face is thicker than theirs, haha!" The other two old men chuckled and said.

  Talk about fighting, the two Dou Huang who had been prepared early on knew that both sides would be evenly matched if they fought. Retreating was not their strong point, so if they were going to fight, they would fight. The sound of explosions rang out in this area, with the most powerful being the thunderclap. Each palm strike carried a powerful lightning bolt, and everything within a radius of half a mile was charred black.

  "Damn it, is this the power of Dou Huang?" Tang Yan stood in the Dou Qi field behind Nangong Xiangxue, looking at the sky and the ground, where explosions were happening one after another.

  Yes, only the sound of explosions was heard, no figures were seen. It can be said that their speed has already surpassed human perception. It's not that Tang Yan couldn't see them, but his strength was too weak. However, in his spiritual sense, he could still feel them constantly moving, and seeing their strength, a fighting spirit rose up in Tang Yan's heart.

  "Lei Ting Ba Jue Zhang!" A loud shout echoed through the air.

  "Life-taking, soul-shocking leg!" The sect leader, who dominated with his footwork, was not afraid of Lei Ting's Eight Extremes Palm.

  In the sky, a leg shadow appeared without a person in sight, reminding Tang Yan of Nie Feng from the movie "Wind and Cloud". At that time, it was just a computer- exaggerated scene. But now, Tang Yan truly felt that the leg shadow he saw was even more powerful than his own Snow Seeking Sword Technique. Suddenly, eight loud explosions erupted around the leg shadow, destroying the countless leg shadows in the sky, leaving Tang Yan stunned and speechless.

  "Lei Ba's ultimate palm is nothing more than this!" A figure fell to the ground, his face pale.

  "Hmph, the Inherited Will of the Soul Reaper is nothing but this!"

  Tang Yan almost burst out laughing when he heard their conversation, but he didn't laugh out loud. Who knows if he had laughed, would they have considered him an enemy?

  It's not that Tang Yan wants to laugh, but these two guys are too shameless. One of them has his pants on his legs burned by lightning, revealing his thighs. The leg hair of the man is also scorched, and white smoke is still rising from it. As for the other old man, he spat out blood. Not to mention that his palms are red and swollen, having just fought against Jian Huang, now he's hit by the Eight Extremes Thunderbolt Palm again, making his internal injuries even more severe.

  Both sides are evenly matched in martial arts, and after a fierce battle, they both end up injured. In the end, it's just a war of words. If they continue to fight, those who have left might return, and won't they be even more miserable? Although each sect dominates its own territory, everyone wants to swallow up the other sect. Why? Because the wealth within their sects is already rivaling that of a country, not to mention the valuable elixirs and medicinal materials.

  "Haha, what's wrong? Why don't you fight anymore?" The South Palace Guardian appeared beside the Palm Sect Master with a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth, laughing loudly.

  "...you..." asked the old man whose pants had been blown apart.

  "Are you asking where he went? Haha, we're all about to vomit blood, do you think he can go anywhere good?" The two guardians replied.

  "Alright, today's matter is far from over with you!" Hearing their words, he knew that his allies could be seriously injured and leave.

  "Nangong's, work with me and take this guy down!" said the Sect Master of the Zhāngzōng.

  "Never mind, let him go!"

  It's not that he didn't want to fight, but considering the safety within the empire, they still decided to let this guy go. If he died at their hands, who knows if the disciples of the Leg Sect would abandon their righteousness and turn into bandits? This way, it wouldn't be beneficial for the empire, and there's also the old ancestor of the sect. If they provoked the old ancestor to appear, who knows how many people would have to die to calm down this storm!

  "Little one, can you come with me now?" said the leader of the Palm Sect as he walked up to Tang Yan after seeing the last competitor leave.

  "Senior, but I had already promised Nan Gong Xiang Xue to return to the palace with her. It wouldn't be right to go back on my word, would it? You should know that as a man, one must keep their promises." Tang Yan replied.

  "You stinky little brat, I'm telling you, the two elders and I are friends. You think you can drive a wedge between us? It's impossible! Speak up, what do you want in order to follow me?" The Sect Master of the Palm Sect stepped closer to Tang Yan, exerting pressure on him as he spoke.

  "You stinky old man, what do you mean by this? You dare to compete with the princess for someone?" Nangong Xiangxue jumped out and scolded him.

  "Princess, others may be afraid of you, but I, Lao Lei, am not afraid of you at all. You little brat, are you thinking of hiding behind a woman's back to live your life? However, it's also true that the Xuan Yuan family only has Xuan Yuan Yue left. If you can get along with her, you'll be rich beyond measure in the future. And this Xue Er is the same, if you can win her over, you'll become a noble son-in-law!" The old man pointed at Xuan Yuan Yue and Nan Gong Xiang Xue standing beside Tang Yan.

  This sentence, without saying it out loud, Tang Yan also understood what it meant, that he was eating soft rice, relying on women to eat. To be honest, if it were really possible, Tang Yan wouldn't mind. After all, many men on this earth have become successful by relying on their wives' success, and when they are with rich second-generation heirs, the wife's money is also the husband's, and the husband's is also the wife's.

  Unfortunately, this is not Earth. When Lei Lao said this, it seemed that all the women's eyes fell on him, including the two elders of the Nan Gong who were also the same.

  "I now have 15 million gold coins, do I need to eat soft rice? As long as I find a quiet place, I can live a life of great wealth and nobility." Tang Yan said with a smile.

  "Is 15 million gold coins a lot? 15 million gold coins can't even buy one fifth-grade elixir. If you become my apprentice, I'll give you 300 million gold coins and the beautiful women in the Palm Sect are yours to pursue, yours to choose from. How about it?" In order to get Tang Yan, he had already offended several sect masters, now no matter what, he must bring Tang Yan back to the Palm Sect.

  "How many young girls are in your sect? Don't tell me there are only a few old grannies?" Tang Yan asked.

  "Not many, about five hundred, more than four hundred are beautiful young girls!" He replied to Tang Yan's words, thinking in his heart: "This kid is indeed a greedy and lustful guy!"

  "Over four hundred? I'm sure they don't all look like pigs, are there any as pretty as my little junior sister?" Tang Yan asked again.

  "Your junior sister is prettier than you, how about it, are you following me or not?" said the leader of the Palm Sect.