1941 The Clash in Front of the Rainbow Bridge

In front of the rainbow bridge, a group of young disciples in moon-white robes were blocked. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that these people were disciples of the Flying Celestial Sect, and they were wearing the moon-white robes that were the Flying Celestials' specialty.

"Why can't we cross the rainbow bridge?" a Flying Celestial disciple said gloomily.

These disciples of the Flying Celestials were naturally extraordinary. Those who were qualified to attend the birthday celebration were at least true disciples and above. Their cultivation had crossed the Cosmos Stage. It could be said that each of them was a famous figure in the Flying Celestials. But now, they realized that they couldn't get on the rainbow bridge. As soon as they stepped on it, they slid down.

Everyone's expression was a little ugly. With their intelligence, they naturally understood that it was not that there was a problem with the rainbow bridge, but that their cultivation was not enough to step onto the rainbow bridge.

This was a test. Those who couldn't cross the rainbow bridge were not qualified to participate in this birthday celebration.

"If there really is no other way, we can only send a letter to the elders of the sect to come out and pick us up," another disciple said unwillingly.

Stepping on the rainbow bridge and getting the elders to come out and pick them up were two different concepts. This was especially true for the true disciples who came from the Flying Celestials. To be able to make a name for themselves in the Flying Celestials, all of them were peerless talents. How could anyone be willing to admit their failure like this?

"Hmph, they're just a bunch of trash. The Flying Celestials are known as one of the top ten sects of the righteous path, but it seems that the disciples they teach are not very good."

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the distance. A ball of flame swept across the sky and arrived in front of everyone. It was a young man wearing a red robe that looked like a burning flame. This young man had an arrogant expression, and there was a hint of evil charm in his eyes.

Not long after, another large group of people came flying over. These people were all dressed as attendants and were all following this young man. It was just that their cultivation could not keep up with this young man.

"Red Flame Demon Sect!"

The disciples of the Flying Celestials all had ugly expressions on their faces. This young man's crimson flame robe commanded attention. Among so many sects, the standard robes of the Red Flame Demon Sect looked like this.

As one of the top ten sects of the righteous path, the Flying Celestials had fought with the Red Flame Demon Sect, an old demonic sect from overseas, for a long time. Many of their disciples had died at the hands of the other party. Now that they met, it could be said that enemies were on a narrow road. When enemies met, their eyes would turn red.

"How dare you. This is the Elder Princess' cultivation ground. How dare you evil people appear here. Aren't you afraid of death?" A true disciple of the Flying Celestials sneered.

"Evil?" This young man laughed. "Do you think this is Grand Xia? The rules of your empire can't control this place. The Elder Princess has a wide network of friends, not only in your ten great sects but also with the seniors of my sect. Today is her birthday, so why can't we come?"

The Flying Celestial disciples then recalled the many rumors about the Elder Princess. She had never been a person who followed the rules. There were even rumors that the Elder Princess had fallen out with the royal family back then and had used her own strength to support the Serene Immortal Mountain. She had not borrowed the power of Grand Xia.

The Elder Princess was both good and evil, and she had a wide network of friends. Not only were they limited to the masters of the virtuous path, but she also had many good friends in the demonic paths. With her cultivation, as long as she wanted, there would naturally be many people willing to make friends with her.

"Moreover, everyone knows that the Elder Princess is going to choose a husband for her beloved disciple, Princess Gushe. She never said that she was going to find a husband solely among those in Grand Xia. All the heroes in the world who are interested have come."

The young man grinned coldly. "I, the Junior Flame Master, naturally came for this. I know why trash like you are here. However, don't get cocky. Do you think the Elder Princess will just allow you to sit in a row and choose one of you? Only a top expert can be chosen to be worthy of Princess Gushe. What do you trash think? You haven't even been on the Prodigy List, and you still dare to daydream. Today, I'll show you the difference. Don't bother stepping onto the Rainbow Bridge. Don't drag us down."

"Junior Flame Master, don't go too far. Even if you're an expert on the Prodigy List, aren't you afraid that our Eldest Senior will settle the score with you if you dare to attack us?" a Flying Celestial disciple said angrily.

He naturally understood that his cultivation was far from the Prodigy List. Even if he was only ranked 100th on the Prodigy List, he had almost defeated the entire Flying Celestials on his own last time. If Chu Yunfan had not intervened in time, it was very likely that the Eldest Disciple, Yang Dengxian, would have to intervene to solve this problem.

"Your Eldest Senior? Yang Dengxian's ranking is only slightly better than mine. If he dares to cause trouble for me, then who's going to cause trouble for whom?" the Junior Flame Master said with a sinister smile.

His ranking on the Prodigy List was slightly lower than Yang Dengxian's, but he wasn't afraid of Yang Dengxian. In his opinion, they were just about the same. Whoever won or lost couldn't be discerned from just data on paper. It also depended on their performance on the spot and the trump cards they had prepared.

"Forget it. Why am I even bothering to talk about this with trash like you? I'll just cripple you!" Junior Flame Master grinned hideously. He had no intention of showing respect to any of these Flying Celestial disciples.

He looked arrogant, but he knew very well in his heart that these people were the pillars of the Flying Celestial Sect. The Flying Celestials' strength would be weakened if one of them was missing. Usually, it was not easy to see so many Flying Celestial true disciples moving in groups.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Junior Flame Master, you're going too far!"

The Flying Celestial disciples roared and launched an attack on the Junior Flame Master. They slapped out one after another with the Flying Celestial Palm Strike. In the air, these attacks condensed into a big hand and pressed down, almost piercing through the sky.

"Petty tricks!" The Junior Flame Master sneered and attacked.

"The Flying Celestial Palm Strike is just an empty name. It's not comparable to my sect's Red Flame Demon Saber!"