Heavenly Prodigy Assembly (3)

The Heavenly Prodigy Assembly attracted over 20,000 geniuses from the Three Great Realms, with those at the Foundation Establishment Realm making up the majority.

Of the Yang Household, only two Foundation Establishment Cultivators participated in the Heavenly Prodigy Assembly: Yang Lingjian and Yang Huangge.

The former has Foundation Establishment Third Layer cultivation, while the latter has Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer cultivation.

After slaying the Mountain Tortoise, Yang Lingjian was invincible, defeating or killing various geniuses and successfully entering the Top Thirty-Two of the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.

At this point, those who remain are the chosen ones of the Three Great Realms, beings who can easily cross realms to kill enemies. When they break through to the Golden Core stage, they are almost all at the Golden Core Level.

Previously indifferent high-level officials from all sides have begun to truly focus their attention.

Don't underestimate these people who are only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. The speed at which they break through their cultivation level during the Interface War is several times that of normal times. If the war can last for three or four hundred years, it wouldn't be surprising if Sage Manifestation. That's how terrifying it is.

Yang Tianyou sat on the throne, his eyes gleaming slightly as he gazed at Yang Lingjian below, a satisfied smile on his face.

I don't know where this kid got his cultivation Cultivation Method, but it's actually much stronger than the most advanced techniques in his Lineage.

Only Yunhua's "Guanghan Taiyin True Scripture" can compare to it; Yang Tianyou's "White Tiger Heaven-Opening Scripture" is even a step weaker.

"Uncle-Master, this must be a junior member of your Yang Household?" Wuhuang, who was sitting next to him, said softly.

"Not bad!" Yang Tianyou nodded with a smile, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

Wuhuang exclaimed, "What a promising talent! He's truly a promising talent. Among all the members of our Four Symbols Alliance, he's the only one who made it to the Top Thirty-Two. He's really brought honor to us."

Yang Tianyou smiled and pleaded, "If this kid is no match for the opponent later, I would be grateful if you could save him."

At this point, only the elites from all sides remain, so the unspoken rule allows the powerful figures in the Palace to intervene and save their own descendants.

No faction wants to lose such disciples. As long as they can grow up smoothly, they will at least become Spirit Transformation cultivators.

With all parties maintaining a tacit understanding, rescuing the person became a natural course of action.

"Don't worry, Uncle-Master. Since Lingjian is a Yang Household Members, he is also a member of my Four Symbols Alliance. I will naturally pay more attention to him!" Wuhuang said, patting her chest.

Yang Tianyou nodded, then his eyes suddenly flickered, "It's starting!"

At this moment, the battle to narrow down the Top Thirty-Two to the Top Sixteen has officially begun.

The battle erupted simultaneously within the sixteen Formation barriers.

This time, Yang Lingjian was not facing a genius from the Nine Phoenix Realm, but rather a Yaomo lineage from the Qiongqi Realm, which relieved Yang Tianyou.

Wuhuang can provide assistance, and the enemy's powerful members can also intervene.

As for the Qiongqi Realm, without Sage Manifestation presence to oversee them, they are naturally at a disadvantage.

Even if Yang Lingjian loses this battle and doesn't have time to escape the Formation barrier, his life is not in danger.

On the pitch-black earth, Yang Lingjian stood with his hands clasped together, a hint of disgust flashing in his pure, clear eyes.

The aura of the Yaomo opposite him was nauseating. Even from a distance, Yang Lingjian could smell the incredibly strong stench of blood, and the angry howls of vengeful spirits echoed in his ears, making it all the more chilling.

"Hehehe, what a pure soul. If I were to swallow it, it would surely greatly enhance my foundation." The Wuge stretched out its pale green, thin tongue and licked the barbs on its back.

Its body, resembling an armored toad, was shrouded in extremely poisonous black smoke, and the ground where it stood was corroded into large pits.

His clan is most skilled in poisons and devouring, and especially loves to chew on pure souls. In the Qiongqi Realm, the Wuge would eat the souls of nine Human Race every day, which shows how cruel and bloody it was.

"Battle begins!"

A line of large golden characters appeared, and the tense atmosphere between the two sides suddenly erupted.

"Roar!!" The Wuge took the initiative, opening its mouth wide, and the violent sound waves spread out, stirring up layers of gravel and dust, rushing towards Yang Lingjian.

The latter remained unmoved. The Flying Sword formed from the Sword Pellet trembled slightly, and the sword light whistled out, ruthlessly slicing through the sound wave.

Hold head high!!

The domineering fire dragon, clutching a flaming dragon Dragon Pearl, lunged at the Wuge with bared fangs and claws. Within that Dragon Pearl lay countless terrifying Sword-Ray, causing the Wuge, which faced the sword head-on, to feel a chill run down its spine.

However, Wuge was also a veteran of countless battles. With a quick bend and a spring in his four legs, his ten-foot-tall body suddenly transformed into a dark shadow and vanished, leaving the fire dragon empty-handed.

Call!!

A cold wind blew, and Poisonous Miasma filled the air. In an instant, the thousand-foot space within the Formation barrier was filled with this poisonous smoke that could easily kill Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator.

Yang Lingjian frowned slightly. Sensing the troublesome nature of the poisonous smoke, he withdrew his Flying Sword, and the sword light danced, transforming into a thin layer of pure Pure Yang sword light shield.

The poisonous smoke billowed in, but was completely burned away by the pure Pure Yang Flame, which was extremely yang and powerful, with crackling sounds echoing continuously.

Whoosh!!

The sound of something tearing through the air came from behind, and black spikes, accompanied by a shrill whistle, struck Yang Lingjian's back like Storm.

Thump!!

The shield of the Pure Yang sword light was dented, but like a reef in the ocean tide, it remained standing.

However, with the poisonous smoke filling the air, Yang Lingjian was unable to use his Life-Bound Flying Sword to attack; doing so would have resulted in mutual destruction.

He wasn't good at defense, and his resistance to poisons wasn't high either. At lower levels, Poison Cultivators were notoriously difficult to deal with, let alone Wuge had grown up eating poisonous insects since childhood.

This race's toxicity ranks among the top ten in the entire Qiongqi Realm, and even in the top three in the Lu Wu Realm.