Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

“Yield!”

Just as the three Heavenly Pride Kings of the Holy Medicine Sect were about to continue their attack, they heard the Heavenly Pride King of Mirage Marsh shout the words 'I yield'.

“Your ability to yield is quite fast.”

The Heavenly Pride King of the Holy Medicine Sect said coldly, the sarcasm undisguised.

They really resented the people from Mirage Marsh!

How could they not see through the coincidences in this ranking competition?

Clearly, it was all arranged.

Anyone could guess who had been so despicable as to tamper with the drawing of lots.

“Don't get too cocky!”

The three Heavenly Pride Kings of Mirage Marsh wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, their expressions extremely gloomy.

They really wanted to say that if it hadn't been for the sudden mysterious force that restrained them, how could they have been injured?

Where did that mysterious force come from?

They had considered this question.

If it was said to be from the Sect Master of the Holy Medicine Sect, it was obviously impossible, as he could not have tampered with things unnoticed under the watch of so many experts.

“Cocky or not, you still lost. No one in the world can match your speed of yielding.”

The female Heavenly Pride King of the Holy Medicine Sect chuckled. These three even omitted the words 'we two', directly shouting 'I yield', fearing that saying 'we two' would delay time and allow their cave heavens to be penetrated.

“So what? Should we foolishly wait to have our cave heavens penetrated by you?”

The Heavenly Pride King of Mirage Marsh had a strong heart. In their view, this was called being able to yield when necessary, and it was not shameful.

The bloody lessons of the Demon Race's Teng Snake Tribe and the Lingyun Ancient Family were right before their eyes. How could they not learn from experience?

“You wait, you won't be cocky for long!”

The three Heavenly Pride Kings of Mirage Marsh staggered to their feet, the wounds on their bodies already stopped bleeding.

The three of them walked out of the duel arena one after another, their steps faltering, extremely wretched, no longer possessing the arrogant appearance they had when they first appeared.

At that time, they had repeatedly demanded that the three Heavenly Pride Kings of the Holy Medicine Sect kneel and beg for mercy, but they never expected that it would be them who begged for mercy and yielded, their faces thoroughly slapped.

Outside the duel arena, the smile on the face of Qingmu Ran, the head of the Qingmu Ancient Family, had long disappeared, and his expression was not so good at the moment.

The people from Mirage Marsh actually lost?

How could they have lost under those circumstances? How could they have suddenly been locked onto and severely injured?

He couldn't understand it. It didn't make any sense.

This duel was not a crushing victory. The strength between them was almost equal. Even if they were locked onto, it was impossible for them to be severely injured by the opponent in one move!

Of course, the higher-ups of Mirage Marsh had even uglier expressions than Qingmu Ran, especially the Lord of Mirage Marsh. His face was ashen, his gaze extremely gloomy, and his hands behind his back had long been clenched into fists, gripping tightly.

The confident smile from before, all the expectations and joy, had all turned into sadness and anger at this moment!

They actually lost. How could they lose? How could they be allowed to lose!

They had made arrangements long ago. Who would duel whom was all highly targeted. It was only right that the opponent could not win!

But now, this was the result!

Defeat in the first round, zero points. The opponent, however, had three points. It would be very difficult to raise the score in the second round, unless one of their major forces was willing to sacrifice themselves.

“The third duel of the first round of the ranking competition, the Holy Medicine Sect team wins, earning three points; the Mirage Marsh team loses, earning zero points.”

As the Martial Hall Master's voice fell, energy monuments appeared above the peaks where the Holy Medicine Sect and Mirage Marsh were located, displaying the number of points respectively.

People were in an uproar. The ones who stood out in the first round were actually the three most disadvantaged master forces in this ranking competition's drawing of lots. This result was unexpected by everyone, completely beyond expectations.

“Next, we will proceed with the final match of the first round of the ranking competition, between the Demon Race's Ling Family team and the Qingmu Ancient Family team!”

After the Martial Hall Master's voice finished, the entire scene instantly fell silent, deathly quiet, so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

However, such silence only lasted for a short moment, and the scene instantly became noisy.

This was an unfair duel. The Qingmu Ancient Family had taken a huge advantage, equivalent to using a tag team strategy together with the Demon Race's Teng Snake Tribe.

Finally, the final duel of the first round had arrived. This duel was also the most anticipated, the most unfair, and the most desired result by everyone.

“Everyone, please be quiet.” The Martial Hall Master called out to the crowd, then looked towards the Ling Family, and said, “Demon Lord Ling, do you need more time to rest?”

Ling Wuse was about to speak when he was immediately greeted by Qingmu Ran's cold voice, “Martial Ancestor Hall, what do you mean by this? The rules of the first round do not allow for rest. Now, only the final match remains, and it should begin immediately!”

“Qingmu Ran, you are quite impatient.”

Ling Wuse mocked him. Using a tag team strategy was one thing, but not even giving them a short rest time was even more shameless!

“Hmph, Demon Lord Ling, I don't know what you touched last night, but your luck today is so bad, as if you've been cursed for eight lifetimes. Drawing number one is your bad luck. Don't talk about fairness. If you're afraid, let them yield!”

“Fairness is a small matter, Family Head Qingmu need not keep it on his lips.” Jun Wuxie stood up and responded on behalf of his father-in-law, “Even if you, Family Head Qingmu, say a thousand or ten thousand times that you have an advantage, you will not win. Fairness is not important. Having strength is the most important thing.”

“Boy Jun, don't be sarcastic in front of this Family Head! Also, you want to talk about strength with this Family Head? What qualifications does a Holy Emperor like you have to talk about strength in front of this Family Head, who is the head of a master force?”

Qingmu Ran sneered and mocked.

“It seems that Family Head Qingmu is very confident. Since Family Head Qingmu is so capable, why not simply replace your Heavenly Pride King and come up to duel? I wonder what you think?”

“Jun Wuxie, you are presumptuous!”

Qingmu Ran was so angry that his face turned ashen. What was his status? How could he run to the ranking competition arena to duel in front of the world? Saying such a thing was simply humiliating him!

“You are the one who is presumptuous!”

Jun Wuxie shouted coldly, and said, “If you don't dare to come on stage, then shut up. Don't keep yapping here. You are the head of a master force. Don't act like those petty, triumphant thugs from the marketplace! If you keep chirping, believe it or not, I'll throw the corpse of the Soul Hunter on your face!”

Qingmu Ran pointed at Jun Wuxie from afar, so angry that he almost fainted.

He pointed at Jun Wuxie for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

He felt like he was about to explode.

This hateful brat was simply too hateful!

“You guys, cripple him for me!”

He didn't continue to argue with Jun Wuxie, knowing that he was no match in verbal sparring, so he could only say to the Heavenly Pride Kings participating in the final match with incomparable coldness.

“Family Head, don't worry, we will make him only be able to crawl on the ground forever, unless he yields in time. Otherwise, this is his destined ending.”

The three Heavenly Pride Kings of the Qingmu Ancient Family were extremely confident.

Although they had witnessed the combat power of Jun Wuxie's team, they were still confident.

This was because they were all Extreme Heavenly Position Holy Emperors, much stronger than those Great Heavenly Position Holy Emperors!

Given the absolute advantage in realm, and the fact that they themselves were growing in the Mythical Domain, they naturally had absolute confidence in themselves!

The three members of the Qingmu Ancient Family entered the duel arena, floating in the air, their cold and contemptuous gazes looking down from above, “Barbarians from the lower realm with the surname Jun, quickly come up and seek abuse. You inauspicious things from the lower realm, today we will teach you barbarians a good lesson.”

“Oh, I heard that you, Jun Wuxie, have a very tough personality. Today, in this duel, you will either kneel and yield, or be beaten by us until you kneel on the ground, your cave heaven shattered, and become a cripple. I'm very curious, which will the tough you choose, the former or the latter?”

“Three little grasshoppers, you are jumping too high.”

As Jun Wuxie's voice arose, he took one step across the long sky and entered the duel arena.

Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu followed closely behind.

They actually knew that it was meaningless for them to come, because the opponent's realm was too high, so that they had no chance of winning, unless they used the power of the Primal Chaos Sacred Weapon.

However, the rules of the ranking competition were here. Since it was a team battle, all three of them had to enter the arena, otherwise it would be considered a foul.

“You stand behind me and don't move.”

Jun Wuxie said this to Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu, then turned to look at the three Heavenly Pride Kings of the Qingmu Family, and gently shook his index finger, saying, “You can't do it.”

Whoosh!

Such powerful words shocked everyone, and some people felt that he was too arrogant, daring to speak such wild words.

“Unknowingly seeking death, doesn't he know that these three from the Qingmu Family are Extreme Heavenly Position Holy Emperors?”

The mocking voice of the Lord of Mirage Marsh was heard by everyone, and there was a cry of alarm.

Using a tag team strategy was one thing, but they were actually Extreme Heavenly Position Holy Emperors!

“You with the surname Jun, now that you have entered the arena, you still dare to be glib. I will make you kneel down and repent for the foolish words you have said!”

As the voice fell, the one on the far left of the three directly attacked. He stepped forward, and a vast Qingmu forest emerged, countless vines extending, condensing the Qingmu Sacred Seal in the high sky, and violently suppressing it downwards!

Jun Wuxie's eyes were cold. Facing such an attack, the Dou Character Secret was activated, and his realm instantly climbed to the early stage of the Great Heavenly Position of the Holy Emperor!

The Taiji Bagua Star Sea within his body amplified tenfold!

He allowed those forests to surround him, and his chaotic golden light dazzling fingers stretched towards the sky, destroying the Qingmu Sacred Seal like a hot knife through butter, causing it to shatter into a sky full of Qingmu light.

Immediately following, his blood-energy palm descended, like the sky falling, the boundless divine power causing the prodigy king who attacked to feel terrified.

He had never felt such terrifying power from anyone in the younger generation!

With a boom!

He couldn't even mount an effective resistance for even a moment!

All of his methods crumbled under that blood-energy palm.

The palm, wreathed in chaotic golden light, descended, crushing him to his knees on the ground with a boom, his knees smashing two deep pits into the specially reinforced ground, and blood splattering.

The prodigy king from the Azurewood Ancient Clan let out a humiliating scream!

The Azurewood forest that surrounded Jun Wuxie was now disintegrating piece by piece.

Everyone was stunned, deeply shaken by this scene!

Who could have imagined that the Azurewood Ancient Clan's Zenith Heaven Saint Emperor, the prodigy king, who had been so high and mighty when he entered, would be suppressed to his knees in a single exchange.

"Kill!"

The other two prodigy kings from the Azurewood Ancient Clan snapped out of their shock. Without time to think, they launched a fierce attack on Jun Wuxie from the left and right.

In an instant, the entire space within the dueling arena was covered by Azurewood vines.

Countless vines缠绕上缠绕上 Jun Wuxie, Yan Qingcheng, and Ling Qingyu, rapidly constricting.

Jun Wuxie's body shook slightly, shattering all the vines, and with a finger gesture, he cut the vines on Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu.

At that moment, the two great experts from the Azurewood Ancient Clan attacked simultaneously, their Azurewood Light divine abilities, like great stamps, heavily bombarding his body.

Jun Wuxie did not dodge, because Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu were in front of him.

Countless people exclaimed, if such a powerful strike landed, who in the Saint Emperor realm could withstand it?

But the scene that people expected did not appear. Instead, they heard a loud boom!

It was the sound of a bell!

People saw in shock that the two divine abilities did not hit Jun Wuxie's body, but were blocked by a golden barrier that suddenly appeared around his body.

At the moment of the attack on the golden barrier, a bell filled with Buddhist aura flashed and disappeared, with large swaths of Sanskrit swirling and flying around his body.

"This is… the supreme Buddhist art [Indestructible Divine Skill]!"

A great figure exclaimed in surprise, that such a divine skill would appear in the hands of a cultivator from the lower realms, which made them feel unbelievable.

It should be known that this kind of divine skill only exists in the Demon Subduing Temple of the Western Region. Later, the Demon Subduing Temple declined and had to rely on the Great Spirit Mountain, handing over this supreme divine art.

That is to say, only the Demon Subduing Temple and the higher-ups of the Great Spirit Mountain in the Western Region have the opportunity to cultivate this divine art!