Everyone was utterly shocked. A boy of merely thirteen or fourteen had just entered the Dao Palace Secret Realm, yet he had defeated Chu Lingkong.
With such combat power, even the previous Yaoguang Holy Son had fallen far short. He could already dominate the younger generation!
Many disciples looked toward Li Rui. Along with Chu Lingkong, the Yaoguang Holy Son, and the Yaoguang Holy Maiden, he was considered one of the four greatest experts of the younger generation. At present, only he could step forward to fight; the others truly could not contend with him.
"Junior Brother Yang, please do not hold back in your guidance."
Li Rui had no choice but to issue the challenge.
He stood tall and straight, with an imposing bearing and restrained heroism. Occasional flashes of lightning flowed through his eyes, making his extraordinariness clear. As a Candidate Holy Son of the Shaking Light Sacred Land, reality did not allow him to retreat. Once his spirit suffered a setback, he might never recover.
"Primordial Sacred Light Art!"
Dazzling sacred light surged forth. Li Rui's body became incomparably holy, as though blazing sacred flames burned around him, seeking to purify Lin Yu.
"This is... the Primordial Sacred Light Art, said to be impervious to all techniques. Senior Brother Li Rui actually mastered it too!"
"How will Junior Brother Yang deal with it? Could he also use a sacred light technique?"
"Judgment!"
A long spear abruptly appeared, surrounded by angelic wings. Platinum runes flickered over it, like the supreme glory bestowed by the gods.
The spear shot forward in a direct thrust as the chanting of angels echoed through the air. Lin Yu stamped upon the air, making the earth shudder repeatedly. Space seemed to transform into an ocean of light as the power of fifty ancient giant elephants converged at a single point and erupted.
Upon the Holy Spear, phantom images of angels of light, divine kings, pure lands, and sacred halls flickered in and out of view.
The Spear of Judgment collided explosively with the Primordial Sacred Light Art.
"Pfft!" Li Rui's Primordial Sacred Light barrier shattered inch by inch, collapsing in an instant.
"What kind of divine art is this? How did it break Senior Brother Li's Primordial Sacred Light Art so easily?" a disciple asked in confusion.
"This is also the Primordial Sacred Light Art, but Junior Brother Yang must have incorporated his own understanding into it," an elder explained.
"Divine Light Glazed Realm!" Li Rui shouted, revealing his phenomenon.
It was a Small World filled with divine light. He stood within it, surrounded by countless streams of divine radiance, like a deity from the heavenly realm descending into the mortal world.
"Immortal Spirit Divine Light, Netherworld Divine Light, Great Wilderness Divine Light, Glazed Divine Light..." Li Rui called out the names of one divine light after another before finally roaring, "Divine Light Eternal!"
In an instant, divine lights filled the sky—thousands upon thousands of them, like myriad dragons leaving their lairs as they surged forward to kill.
Faced with such a terrifying phenomenon, Lin Yu's expression did not change.
"Radiant Divine King, I command radiance!"
Immeasurable light flooded the Divine Light Glazed Realm, stripping Li Rui of control and suppressing him in turn!
"Senior Brother Li was defeated too? Who else can step onto the stage?" a disciple exclaimed in shock.
"Senior Brother Li mastered the Primordial Sacred Light Art, yet he was still defeated so easily..." Many disciples stood dumbfounded, unable to believe it.
"Junior Brother Yang is truly invincible. The position of Holy Son can belong to no one but him." Yun Lan and the others were wildly excited.
Lin Yu turned around and looked below the platform. "Whoever remains unconvinced, come up together!"
Lin Yu stood beneath the clear sky, sunlight tightly enveloping him. Sacred light flowed around him like nimble golden gauze, glimmering as it continuously streamed past his body. His bearing was exceptional, his starry eyes shone brilliantly, and his aura was intimidating.
Silence filled the area below the platform.
The Four Extremities Secret Realm corresponded to the four limbs of the human body and could draw upon the Great Dao. It contained four levels of cultivation, and a difference of one realm was like the difference between heaven and earth. For one of a lower realm to kill one of a higher realm was like defying the heavens to slay an immortal—difficult beyond measure.
Yet Lin Yu had only just established his Dao Palace Secret Realm, and he had already defeated two experts in succession. The result was truly astonishing.
Now he was even telling everyone else to come at him together. Was he truly confident, or was he really unafraid of being beaten to death?
"Hmph, Yang Xuan, you are far too arrogant! You actually dare tell us to come at you together!" A voice rang out as four figures landed in the arena at once.
The four stood shoulder to shoulder. They appeared to be around twenty-one or twenty-two years old, each of them valiant and extraordinary, with outstanding features, exceptional temperaments, and an air of heroism.
"It's Gu Litian, Yang Yi, and the others! They are disciples trained by reclusive Grand Elders," a disciple cried out after recognizing them.
"They truly have no shame. He said they could gang up on him, and they really came up together," someone said indignantly.
"The reclusive Grand Elders trained these disciples precisely to compete for the position of Holy Son.
"Now that Junior Brother Yang is about to become Holy Son, if they can defeat him, then even if they cannot become Holy Son themselves, they can still use this chance to make a name for themselves," a disciple revealed their intentions.
"Why have only four of you come? Where are the others?" Lin Yu remained calm, as though everything was under his control.
"Such arrogant words. The four of us joining forces are more than enough to take you down!" Yang Yi said coldly.
As soon as he spoke, all four attacked together. Their momentum was vast and overwhelming as they charged toward Lin Yu.
"Once, the Divine Elephant King preached the Dharma in hell. In an instant, brilliant light burst forth, dispersing endless darkness. The immense power shook the void in all ten directions, trembling three hundred and sixty billion times as the universe itself quaked..."
An ancient chant drifted through the air. Dense incantations condensed into something resembling clothing, wrapping Lin Yu from head to toe like a battle robe, yet also like armor.
Lin Yu recited the Radiant Divine King Incantation, clad in sacred light armor, and calmly allowed the four to attack him.
The four joined forces and attacked with all their might, yet Lin Yu remained as steady as Mount Tai, completely unmoving. The result drove them into despair.
"Ah! I refuse to believe it!" Gu Litian used a secret technique, forcibly increasing his physical strength and combat power.
"Flood Dragon Nine Transformations!" He let out a great roar. His joints began shifting with crackling sounds, and a terrifying aura spread outward.
His body gradually hunched over, his bones coiling like a dragon's, his posture bending like a flood dragon's. Then, with a sharp burst of motion, he charged forward.
Purple radiance shot into the sky. His body had twisted beyond recognition, nearly becoming a true dragon-human. The Flood Dragon Nine Transformations aimed to shed the flood dragon form and become a true dragon!
Gu Litian rushed forward fiercely, slamming down with two enormous purple hands. The void shook violently from the impact, while dust and smoke rose from the ground.
"Gu Litian is overdrawing his potential. He wants to break through the suppression."
"He cultivates the Flood Dragon Nine Transformations. Its beastly nature has influenced him too deeply."
The runes appeared and vanished continuously. Not only did they withstand the attacks, they absorbed the attacks of Gu Litian and the other three, growing ever denser and faintly taking on the divine essence of a Hell Furnace.
Once the Radiant Divine King Incantation took form, sacred light condensed and divine patterns danced, creating a world of light. This world slowly expanded, covering the entire training ground and capturing all four of them.
"What kind of technique is this? Its display is so immense!"
"This is the Radiant Divine King Incantation created by Junior Brother Yang himself. Once the divine incantation emerges, it is invincible beneath the heavens!"
"To create his own divine art—Junior Brother Yang truly deserves to become Holy Son."
After suppressing the four, Lin Yu looked toward the many disciples. "Who else wishes to fight me?"
Lin Yu asked three times in succession, yet no one responded. No one dared step forward to contend with him.
He had fought across the entire arena, and his record far surpassed that of the previous Yaoguang Holy Son. His overwhelming might had already begun to show. Among the younger generation of the Shaking Light Sacred Land, no one dared challenge his edge again.
"Good!" Sacred Lord Li Daoqing rose to his feet, his hands clasped behind his back. One hundred and eight Divine Halos covered the heavens and obscured the sun, making him seem like a heavenly god as he announced loudly, "Since no one challenges him, Yang Xuan shall be the new generation's Holy Son of our Shaking Light Sacred Land!"
Everyone cheered in unison. With the strength and potential Yang Xuan had displayed, they could foresee that he would one day suppress the young prodigies of the Eastern Wasteland, and the Shaking Light Sacred Land would surely grow even more glorious.
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