The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings Chapter 1124 – Chapter 1124 Chapters 1072.1073 – Life Simulation - Novel Cool

The Sims: I Open the Immortal Path for All Beings Chapter 1124 – Chapter 1124 Chapters 1072.1073 – Life Simulation

Chapter 1124: Chapters 1072-1073 – Life Simulation – The Time Has Come_2 Chapter 1124: Chapters 1072-1073 – Life Simulation – The Time Has Come_2 Both the abbot of the Great Zen Temple and Fan Ruyi of the Brahma Family readily agreed to Meng Wushang's proposal, with Fan Ruyi being especially eager. His injuries from the previous great battle with Da Ye's ancestor Zhongzong had not fully healed over the years.

Had it not been for the critical importance of the dynasty's changeover, which related to future interests, he would have nearly preferred not to get involved at all, instead focusing entirely on healing his wounds.

The abbot of the Great Zen Temple harbored similar thoughts. Although they had come forward to support the Righteous King, as latecomers, it was already certain that their status within the Righteous King's forces would not match that of Dao of Supreme or Shenxiao Tao.

Even if the Righteous King were to win in the end, the benefits for these latecomers were, in fact, quite limited. Therefore, the abbot also approached this with the mentality of going through the motions.

Now that Meng Wushang had proposed that they hold back the Fang Xiandao sect leader, they naturally would not refuse, knowing that the Fang Xiandao sect leader likely had a similar mindset, with everyone just going through the formalities.

As for Meng Wushang intentionally targeting the Creator Sect, the abbot of the Great Zen Temple and Fan Ruyi were not surprised; rather, they felt that it would have been strange if there was no deliberate targeting, given the enmity between the two sides over the years.

Let alone them, even if the Creator Sect Master were to hear this news, he would not be the slightest bit surprised. If he were in that position, he would make the same choice to use the opportunity to suppress his rivals.

“In that case, it does make sense,” Pei Xuanjing quickly understood the intricacies involved and approved of this stratagem.

Meng Wushang's stratagem was not top-notch or particularly ingenious, but it was effective, with no apparent flaws and no cause for suspicion in anyone's eyes.

After all, who would have thought at this time that Meng Wushang would actually come up with the idea of suppressing the Creator Sect Master? And what's most terrifying is that the other party actually has the power to do so.

Perhaps it's because the Great Thousand Worlds have been peaceful for thousands of years; though peak powerhouses had clashed mightily, there had never really been a battle of life and death, and everyone had overlooked this point, creating today's opportunity.

“Since that is the case, let us then settle everything in this battle,” Pei Xuanjing nodded, agreeing to the matter.

Next, the armies of the Righteous King and the Qi King each prepared for war. As they sparked the final decisive moment, six peak powerhouses from the Great Thousand Worlds' Central State region also stood in opposition.

In the void, unaffected by the fierce Gang wind which to them was as mild as a gentle breeze on the face.

Six peak powerhouses: True Monarch Shenxiao Pei Xuanjing, Meng Wushang of Dao of Supreme, the abbot of the Great Zen Temple, Fan Ruyi of the Brahma Family, the Creator Sect Master, and the Fang Xiandao sect leader.

Only these six. The teachings and noble families within the Central State of the Great Thousand Worlds, even if their heritage was not inferior to these, lacked the right to stand here and participate in this battle as they had no powerhouses who had stepped into the Nine Tribulations Ghost Immortal or evolved through the Martial Arts flesh and blood Realm.

Six people were divided into two camps, four on one side and two on the other.

“Amitabha, do we have to fight again today? Sect Master, why not admit defeat and retreat?” The abbot of the Great Zen Temple chanted a Buddhist mantra in a low voice, encouraging the Creator Sect Master with a compassionate face to concede.

For the abbot of the Great Zen Temple, it was best to subdue the enemy without fighting.

After all, all were peak powerhouses of the Great Thousand Worlds with comparable power; if they were to accidentally let emotions get the best of them during a fight, it would not be good.

Fan Ruyi similarly persuaded, as they would not receive the greatest benefits even if the Righteous King won this time, so he did not want to expend too much energy and would prefer to avoid combat if possible.

“Having come here already, how could my sect retreat?” The Creator Sect Master was calm in demeanor, showing no trace of dejection despite the adverse situation.

For him, retreat without a fight had never been an option. Even if he were to lose, he would still strike as necessary, never shirking battle.

A trace of displeasure flickered through the brows of the Fang Xiandao sect leader. He regretted aligning with the Fang Xiandao, but he could not back down now as it would compromise his own dignity.

So be it, if a battle must happen, he would take it as fulfilling an obligation.

Since the other party would not give way, the abbot of the Great Zen Temple and Fan Ruyi had no choice but to reluctantly meet the challenge. Their gazes turned towards Meng Wushang, who nodded to indicate that everything would proceed as previously agreed upon.

Once they received the confirmation, Fan Ruyi and the abbot of the Great Zen Temple expressed their long-held admiration for the divine abilities and Taoist techniques of Fang Xiandao's sect leader, stating they wished to take this opportunity to learn from them.

Everyone present was no fool, and they immediately understood what these two meant; the sect leader of Fang Xiandao happily accepted.

The Creator Sect Master naturally saw the situation very clearly but had no intention of voicing any objection.

After all, insisting on a confrontation today when he was unwilling to concede had already somewhat displeased the sect leader of Fang Xiandao. Now that the opponent was willing to hold off the abbot of the Great Zen Temple and Fan Ruyi, two powerhouses for him, even though he knew that these three people might just be putting on a show, he could not stop them; otherwise, he would have made everyone dissatisfied.

“If that is the case, then allow me to meet with the two of you. I must say, I have long admired the Taoist techniques of the Great Zen Temple and the divine abilities of Fan,” said the sect leader of Fang Xiandao, a trace of a smile appearing on his face as he addressed the two men.

With that, he gently waved his hand to open a void and stepped into it, followed closely by the abbot of the Great Zen Temple and Fan Ruyi.

Having learned from the previous cautionary tale of Fan Ruyi's encounter with Da Ye's progenitor and Zhongzong, even if the sect leader of Fang Xiandao didn't think these two held any life-or-death grudge against him, he took precautions by gripping the Primordial Yang Scepter tightly in hand, ready for any sudden attacks.

However, after the three of them entered the void in succession, the abbot of the Great Zen Temple and Fan Ruyi exchanged smiles and made their move simultaneously.

But they did not attack the sect leader of Fang Xiandao; instead, they used their Taoist skills and divine abilities to seal off the void, preventing others from peeking in and seeing what was happening inside.

“What is the meaning of this, gentlemen?” asked the sect leader of Fang Xiandao, his eyes revealing a hint of understanding as he feigned ignorance.

Fan Ruyi smiled and said, “Why must we do this, fellow Taoist? Killing and fighting are truly not my desire. How about we three discuss the Tao here and quietly await the outcome?”

The abbot of the Great Zen Temple also said with a face full of compassion, “Amitabha, Patriarch Fan speaks the truth.”

Seeing the two men so forthright, the sect leader of Fang Xiandao no longer pretended, nodding and saying, “Indeed, whether we win or lose, the result is the same for us. Why bother fighting to the death?”

While speaking, he too acted to seal off the void with his Taoist skills.

All three shared the same attitude, believing that the outcome of the dynasty's change of power had nothing to do with them–they could only maintain their own interests.

Indeed, for this reason, not one of them had the slightest desire to take action, for it would be meaningless.

The three of them resolutely used their divine abilities and Taoist skills to seal off the void, making it impossible for anyone outside to spy in, even for other powerhouses at the peak.

However, unknown to them, this very action perfectly coincided with Meng Wushang's plan, severing the last thread of life for the Creator Sect Master and ultimately robbing him of any chance of rescue.

Once the three had departed, only Pei Xuanjing, Meng Wushang, and the Creator Sect Master remained, standing opposite each other in the vast expanse of the void.

But even though the Creator Sect Master was at a disadvantage facing two powerhouses, he showed not the slightest trace of fear; instead, his expression even took on a hint of a smile.

“Are you planning who will take the first move, or will it be one by one?” asked the Creator Sect Master, with one hand behind his back and the other gently stroking his beard.

Having previously engaged in discussion and exchange of skills with both, one of whom was an old adversary and the other a recent sparring partner, he was familiar with them both.

At first, when the True Monarch Shenxiao called on him, their exchange of ideas was very congenial. He just hadn't expected that his opponent would have been won over by Meng Wushang by now–what a pity.

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