Published: February 25, 2025
On the Jade Tower, the chief of the Holy Gate Talismans Lineage, Zhu Daosheng, looked at the corpse of his direct grandson. His old body trembled, and murky tears dripped down...
Then, Yuwen Fengjun announced the start of the second match's third round.
The competing sides were Geqin from the Wind Thunder Lineage and the beautiful Sima Ling Rou!
Si Ma Ling Rou was not only the granddaughter of Si Ma Yu, the meritorious chief of the Holy Gate's Wind Thunder Lineage, but also a saintess, making her status quite noble.
Yet, she still wore a bitter smile and cupped her fist in surrender to Geqin!
This was because Geqin was the great-great-granddaughter of an ancestral patriarch from the Wind Thunder Lineage!
After Geqin won the third round, the fourth round featured Duan Feixiong from the Beast Spirit Lineage against Zhuge Ke, also from the Beast Spirit Lineage!
Similar to the third round, although Duan Feixiong was the nephew of Duan Cangqiong, he still bowed respectfully and surrendered to Zhuge Ke.
This scene left onlookers puzzled.
Everyone knew Duan Feixiong's identity, but not many were familiar with Zhuge Ke.
Only Duan Cangqiong and his nephew Duan Feixiong knew that Zhuge Ke was the palace master of the divine soul celestial palace and the nephew of Zhuge Yu.
Tan Yun looked at Zhuge Ke and sneered inwardly, “Duan Cangqiong is a spy planted in the Huangfu Sacred Sect by Zhuge Yu. Now that Duan Feixiong is so respectful towards Zhuge Ke, could it be that Zhuge Ke is related to Zhuge Yu?”
As Tan Yun pondered, Yuwen Fengjun's thunderous voice echoed from the Jade Tower, “In the second match's fourth round, Zhuge Ke wins!”
“Next, in the fifth round, it’s Tuoba Yingying from the Meritorious Lineage against Si Ma Ling Heng, the holy son from the Wind Thunder Lineage!”
Upon hearing this, the hundreds of thousands of disciples from the Wind Thunder Lineage erupted in cheers:
“The holy son will definitely win! Kill Tuoba Yingying!”
“Holy son, you are invincible, fight for first place!”
“Holy son, we admire you…”
“…”
Si Ma Ling Heng gestured for silence among the crowd, looking at Tuoba Yingying with a playful gaze, “I told you before, don’t run into me. But clearly, heaven does not favor you! Hahaha… hahaha!”
Si Ma Ling Heng laughed dominantly as he strode up to the high platform, waving his long robe while pointing at Tan Yun with a sinister smile, “Prepare to collect your cousin's corpse! Oh no, she will be killed to the point of not even leaving a corpse for you to collect!”
Tan Yun replied calmly, “I hope you can keep laughing until the end.”
Saying this, Tan Yun glanced at Tuoba Yingying and unabashedly declared, “Yingying, kill him!”
“Mm!” Tuoba Yingying nodded slightly, “Cousin, don’t worry, I will.”
Si Ma Ling Heng seemed to hear the biggest joke ever, laughing uncontrollably, “Tsk tsk, I’m so scared!”
Suddenly, Si Ma Ling Heng's smile vanished, his eyes gleaming coldly as he looked down at Tuoba Yingying on the summit, “You, an ant at the eighth layer of the sacred soul realm, think that killing a martial soldier in the ninth layer realm makes you my opponent? That's truly laughable!”
“Come up here and die, holy son!”
Hearing this, Tuoba Yingying squinted at Si Ma Ling Heng, her gaze growing colder, her red lips slightly parted, “Looking for death!”
“Heavenly Clan Divine Ability—Heavenly Clan Divine Step!”
Dressed in a white skirt, Tuoba Yingying suddenly emanated a sacred and pure aura.
In an instant, she disappeared from the summit, and the next moment, she flashed thousands of zhang through the void, appearing behind Si Ma Ling Heng like a ghost, extending a jade finger towards his neck!
“Such speed!” Si Ma Yu exclaimed in shock from the Jade Tower, “Grandson, be careful!”
“Grandpa, don’t worry, it will be easy for me to kill her!” Si Ma Ling Heng replied confidently. Suddenly, he turned his head, and a Flying Sword appeared in his right hand, stabbing towards Tuoba Yingying's chest from behind!