School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master Chapter 2304 - 2390: Take Three Palms from the Old Daoist

Tao Tian, a mighty figure from the Ancient era, though not as senior as the True Dragon Ancestor, had never faced adversity except in the battle of Heaven’s Punishment.

In that battle, despite being powerful, he was far behind compared to supreme strong figures like the Hunter King and the True Dragon, yet he survived quite easily.

After the Holy Demon Race went into seclusion, over these tens of thousands of years, some would occasionally emerge to wreak havoc in the Hundred Clan Domain, but most of the Holy Demon Race were cultivating hard in the Taigu Divine Mountain, hoping to one day eliminate their archenemy, the Lie Clan.

Demons and humans cannot coexist, especially with the Lie Clan, whose natural mission is to slay the Demon Clan.

Their cultivation techniques and divine skills strengthen themselves by slaying the Demon Clan; asking them to give up killing the Demon Clan is utterly impossible.

Tao Tian looked at the Ziwei Taoist, his eyes revealing a look of astonishment.

His hands were numbed by the shock, a powerful counterforce almost instantly spreading through his body.

However, no overwhelming aura spread out, it even seemed like a fight between two ordinary people; there was no hint of powerful energy clashes between them.

This was the first time Tao Tian encountered such a situation.

He was still reluctant to believe it, immediately activating the Holy Demon Race’s cultivation technique, launching several attacks in an instant.

But the scene that followed made him question his existence.

The old Taoist in front of him and he were gripping each other, bodies twisting in the void.

Not a single one of his attacks landed on the Taoist.

That wasn’t even the worst part; those attacks that grazed the old Taoist’s body didn’t even create a ripple in the void.

One should know, such terrifying attacks could normally tear open space, yet now nothing happened.

Tao Tian hadn’t appeared in the Hundred Clan Domain since the ancient times in the Outer Domain; in mere ten thousand years, he was sure no formidable figure would appear in the Hundred Clan Domain, yet seeing the old Taoist, he was instantly at a loss.

"Hahaha, young Tao Wu of the Taowu Clan, it’s been many years since the old Taoist fought with someone, and you dared to hit me, it’s really too much."

Ziwei Taoist said solemnly to Tao Tian.

He stroked his beard.

Then, a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What do you want to do?" Tao Wu looked at the Ziwei Taoist, feeling an insane urge inside.

No matter how, he never expected that Chen Nan would be guarded by such a strong figure.

The Hunter King’s power was already formidable back then, yet he still seized the opportunity to ambush the True Dragon for suppression.

After all, both were too powerful; if they were to confront each other at their peak, without fighting with all their might, it would take at least decades to determine the victor.

"What can the old Taoist do, being hit by you so many palms, and you’re asking what the old Taoist wants to do?" Ziwei Taoist looked seriously at Tao Tian, then opened his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the old Taoist continued to bleed, instantly staining his tattered daoist robe red with another mouthful.

"Wow, you guy, the old Taoist at least knew an ancestor of your Holy Demon Race, and you hit the old Taoist like this, it’s too tragic, too tragic."

Ziwei Taoist looked at Tao Tian angrily, then spewed another mouthful of blood, seemingly mixed with heart fragments.

"Wah, wah, so tragic for the old Taoist, heartless and outrageous, utterly atrocious, you bully the old Taoist like this and... you’ll face divine retribution..."

Ziwei Taoist shouted.

Then he turned his gaze to Chen Nan.

"Chen Nan, this trouble you’ve stirred, and it’s up to the old Taoist to bear it, oh oh, the old Taoist taking the blame for you, once you grow up, don’t forget the old Taoist, or... the old Taoist will spank your little bottom."

Tao Tian was utterly confused throughout.

Chen Nan’s head was filled with black lines, looking at Ye Yiyi first, then at Su Qingqing and Zhao Han.

Before he could look at the Black Feathered Chicken, it had already spoken, "This Ziwei Taoist is probably not from the Outer Domain; his strength is the most formidable I have ever seen, oh my, I’m convinced, this old Taoist... is most likely faking the blood vomiting, no, definitely."

As the Black Feathered Chicken was ridiculing, the Ziwei Taoist grabbed Tao Tian by the collar, "Though you’re a bit violent, protecting your cubs; if my dad had been like this, he wouldn’t have become a Taoist, how about this, you hit the old Taoist so many times, old Taoist will hit you three times as a greeting gift."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and started gesturing.

"You say, should the old Taoist hit this stinky boy’s left chest or the right?"

He gestured repeatedly, and beads of sweat continuously rolled down Tao Wu’s face like broken strings of pearls.

A strong person who had never faced death was unparalleledly fearful when Death arrived.

In his life, Tao Tian’s life had never been threatened, but at this moment, he was at risk of death at any time.

In this world, perhaps some people are not afraid of death; they have been tormented by this world for too long, wishing to ascend to bliss early.

But most living relatively well, still wish to live, at least in the face of death still wish to live.

Tao Tian was a strong figure among the middle generation of the Taowu Clan, and all the clan ancestors had died in the Ancient era’s battles.

Several clan brothers always coveted the power of the Taowu Clan, and his own son Tao Liuguang was not competitive.

If he were to die now, he would have immense regrets in his heart.

"Liuguang, my son, father is sorry for you." Tao Tian had already embraced the certainty of death, faintly feeling that with the old Taoist’s just-showcased capability, forget three, perhaps just two strikes, or even one, would smash him to pieces.

Tao Tian’s heart was in sorrow, but he stood straight.

He was from the Holy Demon Race, having his clan’s pride; even in death, even with hundreds of unwillingness in his heart, he would stand and die, not kneel and beg for mercy.

"Are you ready?" Ziwei Taoist looked at Tao Tian.

"Old Taoist is about to strike, three hits, the old Taoist does not go back on his word, remember my name, Ziwei Taoist, this is the consequence of bullying the young people favored by the old Taoist."

Ziwei Taoist smiled slyly.

In an instant, innumerable forces from Heaven and Earth spontaneously gathered around him.

Chen Nan and Ye Yiyi exchanged a look, their expressions changing.

"Do you think Ziwei Taoist might actually kill Tao Tian?" Ye Yiyi frowned a bit, "Even though Tao Liuguang isn’t great, Tao Tian isn’t that bad."

Su Qingqing also nodded, "Silly, if Tao Tian wasn’t chasing us for the Ten Thousand Beasts Divine Cauldron, he actually isn’t deserving of death, should we beg Ziwei Taoist not to make a move."

Though on Ziwei Taoist’s body seemed no trace of divine power, yet now no one dared to ignore his terrifying strength.