Rebirth: City's Conceited Supreme

Black clouds rolled up in the sky as thunder rumbled.

On the Dao Seeking Stage, Chen Yan's entire body was entangled with lightning, just like a god.

As the terrifying pressure fell, many people with low cultivation experience in the Baile Lake felt that they were unable to breathe.

In front of Chen Yan, white and gold lights intertwined around Monk Wu Jue's body as buddhist light illuminated half the sky as if he was a living Buddha.

"I never thought that I would be able to witness the cold light spell of the Cold Light Temple today." There was a cultivator who was not afraid of the pressure. His eyes were flickering as he stared at Monk Wu Jue on the Dao Seeking Stage.

Rumor has it that the cold light spells of the Cold Light Temple are extremely famous in the Tao Arts Realm.

Back then, the reason Monk Wu Jue was able to defeat the Profound Level Master despite being at the Great Circle of the Yellow Rank was because of the Ice Cold Curse.

So today, the Tao Arts Realm is very curious about the cold light curse from the Cold Light Temple, and wants to experience it.

The gazes of the spectators were all fixated on the two silhouettes standing on the Dao Seeking Stage.

Many people looked at Chen Yan with grave expressions. To be able to make Master Wu Jue use the Cold Light Curse showed how powerful Chen Yan was.

However, once Master Wu Jue cast the Cold Light Curse, no one would be able to defeat him.

Master Wu Jue could fight against the Profound Level Master with just this technique.

"Cold Light Curse." Monk Wu Jue clasped his hands together and growled. He looked up at the sky and buddhist light burst out of his eyes.

Buddhist light shot up into the sky, piercing through the heavens.

Under the gazes of the crowd, it was as though there was a layer of buddhist light enveloping Monk Wu Jue.

His figure appeared like a shadow on Monk Wu Jue's body, emitting a tyrannical aura, like the golden body of a Buddha.

Monk Wu Jue looked at Chen Yan as if he was a supreme buddha that was about to judge the world.

Chen Yan also looked at Monk Wu Jue. His eyes were filled with lightning as he was fearless.

"Thunder." Chen Yan pointed to the skies, only to see a bolt of lightning descending from the skies, transforming into a lightning python.

"Kill!" Chen Yan spat out, his ice-cold tone causing all of his Baile Lake to be covered in frost.

The lightning python soared into the sky and charged towards Monk Wu Jue. That terrifying lightning power was enough to overturn rivers and seas.

On the body of the lightning python, lightning flashed everywhere and a destructive power descended on Monk Wu Jue's body.

Monk Wu Jue did not change his expression and just stared at the sky.

"Cold light."

Monk Wu Jue shouted and raised his hands to the sky. It was as if the world was being covered by layers of fog. Dawn was shining and endless light gathered.

Monk Wu Jue's body actually glowed with a hundred zhang light.

Monk Wu Jue's eyes lit up. He spread out his hands and the light turned into two giant hands that pressed towards the lightning python.

That terrifying aura caused the entire space to tremble.

"Bam."

Under the gazes of the crowd, the Lightning Python was directly destroyed by the two gigantic hands, leaving no traces behind.

"Wow."

Chen Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone knew that Monk Wu Jue won.

Although it was within their expectations, Chen Yan was indeed very strong. If he didn't meet Monk Wu Jue, he would rarely be a match for him.

"I finally got to see the cold light curse Cold Light Temple today."

Everyone was staring at Monk Wu Jue's figure. The battle between the two was not because Chen Yan was too weak, but because Monk Wu Jue was too strong.

Monk Wu Jue was able to compete with the Profound Level Master, so it goes without saying how strong he was.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, are you going to cripple your cultivation, or am I going to do it personally?" Monk Wu Jue said indifferently.

Everyone looked at Chen Yan and lamented. Such a character like him could survive in the Profound Level Master. It would truly be a pity if his cultivation was destroyed just like that.

However, Monk Wu Jue always kept his word when he said it.

"Are you able to touch my people?" At this moment, an ice-cold voice sounded out.

Everyone was startled as they looked over.

Mu Shaojun slowly walked towards the Dao Seeking Platform, treading on water as if he was walking on flat ground.

Mu Shaojun walked up to the Dao Seeking Stage and looked coldly at Monk Wu Jue.

"Master." Chen Yan shouted, but his heart was a little bitter. Losing to Monk Wu Jue at the same level naturally made him a little disappointed.

He could not help but sigh in his heart. The cold light curse of the Cold Light Temple was indeed powerful, but if he were to learn the Divine Lightning Technique of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Manor, he was afraid that he would not necessarily lose today.

What he lost wasn't because his cultivation was lower than Monk Wu Jue's, but because he lost to a technique.

"You may leave." Mu Shaojun slowly said. Chen Yan slightly bowed and prepared to leave.

"Fellow Chen killed Dao Friend Xu Mao, I said that I would cripple your cultivation." Monk Wu Jue said with an unquestionable tone.

"Could it be that little friend is going back on your word?" Monk Wu Jue looked at Mu Shaojun and said.

"Little friend, no one is allowed to interfere on the Dao Seeking Stage in the Profound Arts Conference. This is a matter between Master Wu Jue and Fellow Chen." Hou Family Ancestor said.

Ma Family Ancestor and Shui Family Ancestor also stared at Mu Shaojun.

Everyone looked at Mu Shaojun.

Mu Shaojun's action was no different from breaking the rules.

Under the gazes of the crowd, they noticed Mu Shaojun's cold gaze.

"If you cripple your own cultivation now, I can still spare your life." Mu Shaojun looked at Monk Wu Jue coldly.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. They did not expect Mu Shaojun to directly ignore Three Great Ancestors and still dare to speak to Monk Wu Jue in such a manner.

In the direction of Shui Family, Shui Ming could not help but sneer. Previously, Chen Yan had displayed shocking strength, but he was still defeated by Monk Wu Jue.

Now that Mu Shaojun did this, it was no different from courting death in his eyes.

This was not only provoking Monk Wu Jue, it was also provoking Three Great Ancestors.

"Third Uncle, will he be alright?" In the direction of the Ma Family, Ma Rushuang and Ma Xiaoke looked at Mu Shaojun worriedly.

When Ma Sanguan heard this, he could only bitterly smile. He did not expect things to turn out like this.

The reason he invited Mu Shaojun over was because he thought Mu Shaojun would represent his Ma Family and suppress the other two great families of the Tao Arts.

Who would have thought that Ma Family Ancestor would kick Mu Shaojun out of Ma Family.

Furthermore, he did not expect the Xuan Skill Competition to turn out like this because of Mu Shaojun.

Looking at Mu Shaojun, he finally knew what a proud and aloof youth he was.

"Little friend, Fellow Daoist Chen killed Fellow Daoist Xu Mao, so I must give Fellow Daoist Xu Mao an explanation." Monk Wu Jue said with a very indifferent tone.

Mu Shaojun couldn't help but sneer and said, "Baldy donkey, didn't you hear what I said?"

When Monk Wu Jue heard this, anger appeared on his indifferent face.

"In that case, let's see what makes you so powerful." As Monk Wu Jue said this, his eyes revealed an almost imperceptible killing intent.

Ma Family Ancestor and Three Great Ancestors couldn't help but frown.

Everyone's gaze fell on Mu Shaojun. They did not think that an eighteen year old boy would be that powerful.

In their opinion, Mu Shaojun's actions were courting death.

They could already feel Monk Wu Jue's anger.