C81 (1/2)
Just as Dou Tian's voice fell, the eighty-nine platinum flying knives had already unsteadily and slowly flew to within a meter of the participating disciples.
With a speed that was a thousand times faster than the speed of sound, it pierced through the center of their eyebrows before they could even react.
Immediately, the eighty-nine disciples that were originally standing on their respective auspicious clouds fell from the sky like dumplings to the ground.
However, after being stabbed in the forehead by a white gold flying knife made of divine ability, they had only temporarily lost control of the auspicious cloud, thus falling down from the sky.
After they wiped off the dust on their bodies, they stood up once again. Then, they wanted to use their own attacks to attack Dou Tian.
Also at this time, Dou Tian shouted coldly:
”You have already lost, now you can already be considered as Douqiong Sect's reserve elders, could it be that you want to besiege me, the Sect Master?”
”No …” We were not injured at all, and even the area between our eyebrows where your knife pierced was unharmed, how can you say that we were defeated!? ”
Many people once again stood on the stage and said angrily.
”As long as my Spiritual Sense moves, your brain, spirit palace, and nascent soul will be completely penetrated by the Platinum Flying Daggers that I sent into your Sea of Consciousness. They will die without even having a chance to become a Artifact Spirit.”
Dou Tian waved his hand and said.
Hearing this, those eighty-nine disciples immediately calmed down and looked into their own Sea of Consciousness. Soon, they found a three-inch long throwing knife at the base of their respective palace. It was the ability, Platinum Flying Daggers.
When they saw this, the eighty-nine Yaochi Holy Land disciples realized that they had truly lost. Being hidden at the base of their own divine palace by the enemy's divine ability;
In the following process, without Dou Tian saying anything threatening, the eighty-nine disciples knew that they could only follow the rules of the competition and give up their status as the genius disciples of the Ancient Sacred Grounds, becoming the reserve elder who didn't know where the sect was.
Thus, they all kneeled on the ground and said in unison:
”Greetings, Sect Master. May I ask if you need us to go to a large nearby sect to participate in the arena battle?”
Seeing this, Dou Tian chuckled:
”Hurry up and go. After experiencing the taste of defeat at my place, go and challenge other large sects, wreak havoc with them to your heart's content, and then bring back a hundred of your most favored genius disciples.
When that time comes, you will be formal elders with entirely new Sky-fighting Holy Land, and those hundred disciples that you have won back will be your disciples. ”
After Dou Tian finished laughing, he immediately took out eighty-nine battle weapons from his own Divine Palace, and let them choose their own masters.
Dou Tian's wild ambition was truly unbridled. Through the challenge stage competition, he wanted to win away ten thousand genius disciples under the age of thirty from the Ancient Sacred Grounds' Yaochi Holy Land, and be the reserve elder of the Douqiong Sect.
He immediately ordered these people who had just become reserve elders of the Douqiong Sect to hurry to a nearby large sect to fight in there, so that they could win back all one hundred disciples for the Douqiong Sect.
If all of this was carried out, then within a few days, the ruined little sect's Douqiong Sect which originally consisted of only twelve disciples, would quickly rise to become a huge, unparalleled sect that had millions of disciples.
As long as Dou Tian regained his status as the Heaven Fighting Holy Empress, he would be able to open a small world in the Pangu Continent. At that time, his Douqiong Sect would be called Sky-fighting Holy Land!