Chapter 89

"Ridiculous! ——" A闷雷 (muffled thunder) suddenly exploded in the sky! All the demon cultivators instantly felt the heavens tremble slightly. The young man in white, who was seated at the head of the table, slowly stood up. Immediately, the entire world lost its luster, and all the glory was overshadowed by him. All space and time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The young man casually stood up, but it made everyone feel an inexplicable sense of suffocation. This suffocation was not physical but mental, as if just by standing there, he was the god of this realm, an omnipotent god! The demon cultivators all drew in a sharp breath, and at that moment, their entire spiritual world was filled only with the standing young man. It seemed that even the heavens would find it hard to collapse before him, and the earth would find it hard to crack!

Lu Tiange made his move! The First Holy Son made his move!

Lu Tiange merely waved his sleeve, and the demon cultivators felt a powerful force surge towards them. A massive hand of primordial energy tore through Cheng Jinhe's aura space, wrapping around Lu Shaoyou and pulling him out.

"Cheng Jinhe, get lost!" Lu Tiange's voice was like a thunderclap, each word piercing the heart, as if each word could kill. When Cheng Jinhe heard Lu Tiange's angry shout, his face turned pale, and he looked extremely awkward. But he quickly calmed down and said to Lu Tiange, "Big Brother, this boy killed a fellow disciple, and his crime deserves punishment! All the fellow disciples know this. Our Yanwu Clan's rules are clear. I don't think Big Brother would easily break the law, right?"

Lu Tiange looked at Cheng Jinhe with cold eyes and said, "What I say is the law! If I say he is innocent, then he is innocent!" At this moment, Lu Tiange was truly somewhat angry. How dare Cheng Jinhe speak back in public and even want to kill my junior brother! You are asking for death!

Lu Tiange's domineering words instantly echoed throughout the square. All the disciples heard them, and each one sat quietly, not making a sound. Even the elders on the elder seats turned a blind eye to his domineering words. It was a joke to fall out with the future clan leader over Cheng Jinhe! Besides, Cheng Jinhe was so foolish as to want to kill Lu Shaoyou. Even if Lu Tiange didn't act, they would have acted themselves, as this was a good opportunity to win the hearts of the people!

"Cheng Jinhe, how dare you speak to Big Brother like this? It seems you are tired of living!" Luo Fanchen, sitting on the other side, slowly stood up and said with narrowed eyes.

At this moment, Lu Shaoyou suddenly stood up and said to Luo Fanchen and Lu Tiange, "Wait a moment, Big Brothers!"

"Hmm? Do you have something to say?" Lu Tiange frowned slightly.

Lu Shaoyou's expression turned serious, and he bowed to Lu Tiange, saying, "Thank you, Big Brother, for coming to my aid, but I think it's not right to kill Cheng Jinhe!"

Luo Fanchen raised an eyebrow. When did this kid become so kind-hearted?

"Dealing with such a scoundrel, why should we trouble the two of you! I can handle it alone! Give me a year, and I will surely take his head!" Lu Shaoyou said calmly.

Lu Tiange and Luo Fanchen exchanged a glance and burst into laughter, "Good, good, good! No wonder you are my junior brother! If you really asked us to act for you, we would look down on you! Since that's the case, this guy is yours!"

Lu Shaoyou's gaze was like a knife, piercing Cheng Jinhe, "You wait. In a year, I will tear you to pieces! I'm afraid you don't have the courage!"

Cheng Jinhe's face was extremely ugly. As a Holy Son, he was actually challenged by a mere core disciple! Hearing Lu Shaoyou's words, he laughed in anger, "Good, good, good! Lu Shaoyou, I, Cheng Jinhe, am waiting for you! I will always be ready for a life-or-death battle!" With that, he turned and sat back down, his face dark.

The square was so quiet that a pin could be heard. The old Taoist with the white beard coughed slightly and continued, "This match, Lu Shaoyou wins!" Lu Shaoyou slowly walked down from the arena amidst the strange looks of the disciples. This Lu Shaoyou was indeed incredibly arrogant, not only having a life-or-death battle with Huang Chen but now also with a Holy Son. However, secretly, no demon cultivator failed to admire him. His bravery was already beyond what they could match.

"The next match, Su Han Shan versus Ye Chixia!" the old Taoist announced, "Arena number thirty!"

As soon as these words were spoken, two young men slowly walked out from their seats. One had a cold expression, exuding a killing aura with every step, his black robe making him seem even colder. The other had a gentle face, exuding a noble aura, wearing a purple silk robe, and constantly emitting a scorching heat.

"Wow? I didn't expect it to be Ye Chixia from Kuzhu Peak! He was the 19th on the Silver List in the last session!"

"Right! His strength is unfathomable! In the last session, he reached the Fifth Heaven of Foundation Establishment! He must be even stronger now!"

"Not necessarily! Su Han Shan from Huatian Peak is said to be the inheritor of the Ancient Slaughter Sword Sect! His Slaughter Sword Qi is so powerful that it can shock the heavens and make ghosts weep! His combat power is unparalleled!"

"Ye Chixia's Great Sun Burning Heaven Hand is also formidable!"

"Look! It's starting!"

On the stage, the two figures darted back and forth, their movements blurred, the entire arena enveloped in endless light. Su Han Shan seemed to have conjured a mountain of corpses and a river of blood, a blood-red river descending from the sky, connecting heaven and earth, the sound of rushing water like a muffled thunder.

Ye Chixia was also incredibly powerful, as if he were on fire, his entire body engulfed in flames, especially his large hands, which had mastered the "Great Sun Burning Heaven Hand." Once unleashed, the entire arena was enveloped in a wave of heat, and he himself was like a blazing sun, burning fiercely, with a torrent of heat roaring and surging.

Suddenly, Su Han Shan let out a long howl, his body radiating sword qi. With the recent increase in his strength, his understanding of the Slaughter Sword Sect's sword techniques had deepened. These sword qi, once released, would condense into sword dragons, directly attacking the opponent.

Crack!

A series of continuous explosions were heard as the sword qi fiercely struck Ye Chixia's protective aura, being dissolved by the intense heat, sparks flying. Su Han Shan did not hesitate, his sword like a spear, fiercely stabbing towards Ye Chixia. Ye Chixia roared, his large hand sweeping across, a flaming hand appearing out of nowhere, Su Han Shan's sword splitting it, his arms stretching, his blood qi surging, and a powerful sword qi exploding within him, like a series of muffled thunderclaps.

A simple move, "Cleaving Mount Hua," came towards Ye Chixia. At this moment, Ye Chixia felt as if the young man was holding a large axe, his movements fierce and powerful, like a dragon and a tiger, his roar like a tiger descending from the mountains, the mountains roaring, the wind rising, and the clouds surging.

He couldn't block it!

At this moment, Su Han Shan was like a sword-wielding god, possessing an unstoppable momentum.

Pfft!—

Ye Chixia spat out a mouthful of blood and was thrown back. The audience immediately erupted in noise, the disciples discussing among themselves.

"How is this possible! Brother Ye actually lost!"

"This young man seems to have an unstoppable momentum, overwhelming Ye Chixia in terms of momentum." Some discerning people shook their heads and said.

"Unbelievable, first there was Lu Shaoyou, and now Su Han Shan!" An old demon cultivator sighed.

"New generations replace the old, each leading the trend for hundreds of years!" On the elder platform, the elders also marveled, "With so many geniuses and outstanding talents emerging, could it be that a great era is truly upon us?"

"Yes!—" The elders all sighed in unison.

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