Everyone was deeply shocked. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth, just entering the Dao Palace Secret Realm, was actually able to defeat Chu Lingkong.
Such combat power far surpassed the Holy Son of Shaking Light in the past. He could already claim supremacy among the younger generation!
Many disciples looked towards Li Rui. He, along with Chu Lingkong, the Holy Son of Shaking Light, and the Holy Maiden of Shaking Light, were known as four of the top masters of the younger generation. At this moment, only he could step forward and fight; it was truly difficult for anyone else to contend with him.
"Junior Brother Yang, I hope you will not hesitate to offer guidance."
Li Rui had no other choice but to issue a challenge.
He was tall and straight, with a dignified bearing and a restrained heroism. Occasionally, electric light flowed in his eyes, revealing his extraordinary nature. As a Candidate Holy Son of the Shaking Light Sacred Land, reality did not allow him to retreat. Once his spirit was defeated, he feared he would never recover.
"Primordial Sacred Light Art!"
Dazzling sacred light burst forth. Li Rui's body was sacred, as if a raging sacred fire was burning, attempting to purify Lin Yu.
"This is... the Primordial Sacred Light Art, said to be immune to all techniques. Senior Brother Li Rui has actually mastered it!"
"How will Junior Brother Yang respond? Will he also use the Sacred Light Art?"
"Judgment!"
A long spear suddenly appeared, surrounded by angelic wings, with platinum runes flickering, as if blessed by the gods with supreme glory.
The long spear thrust straight out, and the sound of angels singing echoed. Lin Yu's footsteps shook the air, causing the ground to tremble repeatedly. Space seemed to turn into an ocean of light, and the power of fifty Ancient Giant Elephants converged at a single point and erupted.
On the sacred spear, the illusory figures of a bright angel, a Divine King, a pure land, and a sacred hall flickered in and out of existence.
The Spear of Judgment and the Primordial Sacred Light Art collided with a boom.
"Poof!" Li Rui's Primordial Sacred Light barrier was shattered inch by inch, instantly collapsing.
"What kind of Divine Art is this? How did it break Senior Brother Li's Primordial Sacred Light Art so easily?" A disciple was full of questions.
"This is also the Primordial Sacred Light Art, but it should have incorporated Junior Brother Yang's own understanding," an elder stepped forward to explain.
"Divine Light Glazed Realm!" Li Rui shouted, displaying his phenomenon.
This was a small world full of divine light. He stood within it, surrounded by myriad divine lights, as if a god from the heavens had descended to the mortal realm.
"Immortal Spirit Divine Light, Netherworld Divine Light, Great Desolation Divine Light, Glazed Divine Light..." Li Rui shouted out a series of divine light names, finally roaring, "Divine Light Eternal!"
In an instant, divine light surged across the sky, thousands upon thousands of rays, like ten thousand dragons leaving their lair, rushing forward to attack.
Facing such a terrifying phenomenon, Lin Yu's expression remained unchanged.
"Radiant Divine King, I control radiance!"
Boundless light filled the Divine Light Glazed Realm, stripping Li Rui of his control and suppressing him instead!
"Senior Brother Li was also defeated? Who else can step up?" A disciple was astonished.
"Senior Brother Li cultivated the Primordial Sacred Light Art and was still easily defeated..." Many disciples were dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe.
"Junior Brother Yang is truly invincible. The position of Holy Son belongs to him," Yun Lan and the others were excited.
Lin Yu turned back, looked below the stage, and said, "Who else is unconvinced? Feel free to come up together!"
Lin Yu stood under the clear sky, his entire body tightly enveloped by sunlight. The sacred light flowed like a nimble golden veil, radiating a brilliant luster, constantly flowing around him. He had an outstanding demeanor, bright star-like eyes, and a captivating presence.
Below the stage, there was silence.
The Four Extremities Secret Realm corresponds to the four limbs of the human body and can connect with the Great Dao. It has four levels, and crossing one level is like crossing a layer of heaven. For a lower-level cultivator to kill a higher-level one is like going against the heavens and felling an immortal, as difficult as ascending to the sky.
And now, Lin Yu, having just achieved the Dao Palace, had successively defeated two masters. This result was truly shocking.
At this moment, he even told others to come up together. Was he truly confident, or was he really not afraid of being beaten to death?
"Hmph, Yang Xuan, you are too arrogant! How dare you tell us to come up together!" A voice came, and four figures simultaneously landed in the arena.
The four stood side by side, around twenty-one or twenty-two years old. Each was exceptionally valiant, with prominent features, outstanding temperament, and a compelling heroic spirit.
"It's Gu Litian, Yang Yi, and the others. They are disciples cultivated by the reclusive Grand Elders," a disciple exclaimed upon recognizing them.
"How shameless! He said you could gang up, and you actually did," someone grumbled indignantly.
"The reclusive Grand Elders cultivated these disciples precisely to contend for the position of Holy Son.
Now that Junior Brother Yang is about to become the Holy Son, if they can defeat Junior Brother Yang, even if they can't become the Holy Son, they can use this to gain fame," a disciple revealed their thoughts.
"Why are there only four of you? Where are the others?" Lin Yu's expression was calm, as if everything was under his control.
"Boasting shamelessly! The four of us working together are enough to take you down!" Yang Yi said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the four simultaneously attacked, their momentum vast and mighty, surging towards Lin Yu.
"In an instant, the Divine Elephant King preached in the depths of hell, and a moment of great light erupted, dispelling endless darkness. The ten directions of space were shaken by immense power, trembling three hundred and sixty billion times, and the universe trembled because of it..."
A long, distant chant came, and dense spells condensed into something resembling clothing, wrapping Lin Yu from head to toe, like a battle robe or armor.
Lin Yu chanted the Radiant Divine King Incantation, clad in sacred light battle armor, and calmly allowed the four to attack.
The four joined forces, attacking desperately, but Lin Yu remained as steady as Mount Tai, not moving an inch. This result plunged them into despair.
"Ah! I don't believe it!" Gu Litian used a secret technique to forcefully increase his physical strength and combat power.
"Flood Dragon Nine Transformations!" He roared, his joints began to shift, making clicking sounds, and a terrifying aura permeated the air.
His body gradually hunched, like a dragon bending its bones, like a flood dragon curving its body, and then with a sudden swish, he rushed forward.
A purple light shot straight into the sky. His body was deformed beyond recognition, almost transforming into a true human-dragon. The Flood Dragon Nine Transformations is intended to shed the flood dragon and become a dragon!
Gu Litian charged forward, his pair of purple hands slamming down fiercely. The void trembled violently, and dust billowed up from the ground.
"Gu Litian is overdrawing his potential, trying to break through the blockade."
"He cultivates the Flood Dragon Nine Transformations; his beast nature is too influential."
The talismans appeared and disappeared, but not only that, they absorbed the attacks of Gu Litian and the other three, becoming even denser, faintly gaining a hint of the Hell Furnace's essence.
Once the Radiant Divine King Incantation was complete, sacred light condensed, Divine Patterns danced, creating a world of light. This world slowly expanded, enveloping the entire training ground and capturing all four of them.
"What kind of move is this? The momentum is so immense?"
"This is Junior Brother Yang's self-created Radiant Divine King Incantation. Once the divine incantation appears, it's invincible against the heavens!"
"A self-created Divine Art. Junior Brother Yang truly deserves to become the Holy Son."
After suppressing the four, Lin Yu looked at the many disciples: "Is there anyone else who wants to fight me?"
Lin Yu asked three times, but no one responded. No one dared to step forward and contend with him.
He had defeated everyone present, his record far surpassing the previous Yaoguang Holy Son. His power was already beginning to show. Among the younger generation of the Shaking Light Sacred Land, no one dared to challenge his edge anymore.
"Good!" The Holy Lord, Li Daoqing, stood up, his hands clasped behind his back. One hundred and eight divine rings blotted out the sky, like a celestial god. He announced loudly, "Since no one is challenging, Yang Xuan shall be the new generation Holy Son of our Shaking Light Sacred Land!"
Everyone cheered in unison. With the strength and potential Yang Xuan had shown, it was foreseeable that he would surely suppress the young prodigies of the Eastern Wasteland in the future, and the Shaking Light Sacred Land would undoubtedly become even more glorious.
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