The First Divine General of the Eighth Divine Palace, Heavenly Execution, writhed and howled in agony on the ground, repeatedly begging for mercy.
After the World-Ending Black Flame entered his body, they wreaked havoc and burned everywhere, almost evaporating his flesh and blood.
Although his physical body was incredibly strong and terrifying, it couldn't withstand such treatment.
"A complete mess, you're nowhere near as good as Shen Wuxu."
Ling Xiao's gaze was icy. He raised his hand and withdrew the World-Ending Black Flame.
Heavenly Execution knelt on the ground, trembling, still shaken and not yet recovered from the fear he had just experienced.
He dared not refute what Ling Xiao said.
Shen Wuxu looked at Ling Xiao Shen Wuxu from below the stage. He had to admit, Ling Xiao had vented his anger so well; he felt incredibly satisfied.
The scenes he had always dreamed of were all realized by Ling Xiao.
"The Seventh Divine Palace, Ye Chen!"
With the host's announcement, the competition came to an end.
"The Seventh Divine Palace's general is no ordinary being; it's yet another crushing victory."
"In my opinion, he may have the cultivation to rival a cultivator at the ninth level of the Great Dao."
"Winning one game is luck, but winning two games is definitely not due to luck; this person has real skill."
The spectators around them started discussing. If Xian Kelai's performance in the first match was due to carelessness, then this match was all about sheer strength.
On the stands of the Eighth Divine Palace, Yun Canghai's face was ashen, looking worse than if he had eaten shit, and he was almost green with rage.
Behind him, the gods also felt ashamed. Heavenly Execution not only lost, but lost terribly, almost to the point of kneeling on the ground and calling the other side their father.
"I'm sorry, Lord, I've let you down," Heavenly Execution said with a look of shame as he returned to the group.
"You've disappointed me so much..."
Yun Canghai shook his head and sighed. Now, he was completely unable to hold his head up in front of his old rival, Dao Wuya.
Heavenly Execution felt even more ashamed, remembering his shameful behavior just now, and wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
Taishe is dead!
"Alright, we must go all out in the next match. We still have a chance. As long as we win more matches than them, it won't count as a loss!"
Yun Canghai rallied and decided to try a different approach: if he couldn't beat you, he would win a couple more matches.
In the end, you'll still be ranked higher.
In this way, it's not shameful.
"Please rest assured, Lord. This person possesses methods to counter me, which is why I suffered such a crushing defeat. If I were facing any other opponent, I would never have suffered such a defeat."
Heavenly Execution felt he was back to his old self, his posture straightened, and his aura gradually became overwhelming.
"Hmm... that's good." Yun Canghai nodded slightly.
Ling Xiao returned to the stage, appearing calm and collected, but in everyone's eyes, he was revered like a god, undoubtedly a great contributor to the Avici Divine Hall.
"Ye Chen, thank you." Shen Wuxu yet restrained, his eyes filled with gratitude, all conveyed in just a few words.
"It was nothing, just a small favor, nothing to mention."
Ling Xiao didn't take credit for it; it was just something he did casually and didn't amount to much.
"Ye Chen, you're truly amazing. Back then Shen Wuxu was beaten so badly by Heavenly Execution that he couldn't fight back, the difference in strength was obvious. But today, in your hands, the tables have turned completely."
The Greedy Wolf God General spoke with unrestrained admiration.
"Shut up!"
Shen Wuxu roared angrily, his brows furrowed and eyes blazing, so angry he wanted to hit someone.
There's no question of being unable to fight back; it's clearly a close contest!
Do you think I don't know what kind of war I'm fighting?
"Ye Chen! Do you know how happy I am right now? I've finally let out all the anger I've been holding in for so many years!"
Dao Wuya laughed loudly, patted Ling Xiao on the shoulder, and his eyes showed gratitude.
Not satisfied with that, he challenged Yun Canghai from afar, his beard bristling.
The latter was furious at his arrogance, but lacking confidence, he could only turn his head away and pretend he hadn't seen him.
Dao Wuya withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, having quietly won a victory that was significant enough to be recorded in history.
For him, it was of epoch-making importance.
"Ye Chen, keep up the good work. After I retire, I will pass the position of Temple Master of the Avici Divine Hall to you."
Dao Wuya said with a serious expression.
"Send it to me?" Ling Xiao was surprised, not expecting Dao Wuya to suddenly say such a thing.
Can the position of temple master really be passed down from person to person?
Isn't that a bit too hasty?
"Good, I'll pass it on to you. You have the potential, and I believe the higher-ups will agree."
Dao Wuya added.
Ling Xiao fell silent, a hint of excitement creeping in. If he could become the Palace Master, all the crises would naturally be resolved.
Even the most powerful forces, even world lords, wouldn't dare to easily touch a Divine Hall master.
This concerns the dignity of a realm; it's taboo, not a joke.
Just as Ling Xiao was pondering, Shen Wuxu spoke up leisurely from the side:
"Take the Palace Master's words with a grain of salt. He said the same thing to me when I became the First Divine General."
"Huh?" Ling Xiao was stunned and looked at the old palace master with a strange expression.
I really want to say, give me an explanation.
Dao Wuya grew anxious, and his voice rose.
"Don't listen to his nonsense, I'm serious this time."
"Oh... when will you step down?" Ling Xiao asked seriously.
"It will take at least several hundred billion years, or even as long as ten billion years."
Dao Wuya answered just as seriously, and even gave a rather accurate answer in a very rigorous manner.
"Ten billion years..."
Ling Xiao was speechless. He had only lived for a million years, not even a hundred million.
What is a billion years?
By then, it will be too late!
Moreover, even if billions of years pass, it's not certain that the position will be passed on to him. Ling Xiao realized that this old guy was making grand promises.
You can't count on it at all; if you take it seriously, you've already lost.
Ling Xiao didn't want to talk, so he sat down to meditate and cultivate, not letting go of any opportunity to become stronger.
A fierce battle was raging on the battle platform; a divine general would fight ten battles, which would amount to one hundred battles.
Some evenly matched battles can drag on endlessly, taking a long time to determine a winner; not everyone can be as quick as Ling Xiao.
Time passed, and next, Ling Xiao fought against the Divine Hall ranked lower. His opponents were all at the eighth level of the Great Dao, and he won easily with almost no suspense.
During this time, Ling Xiao also encountered the Night Demon God of the True Demon Palace, and was undoubtedly beaten so badly that he was neither human nor ghost.
"This kid is insane!"
The Night Demon God made this assessment, unaware that his opponent was the same person as Mo Li Jin.
After defeating the Night Demon God, Ling Xiao's next opponent was a divine general from the Third Divine Hall, the Celestial Divine Hall.
Through his clone Primordial Dao Lord, he understood this divine general very well.
The first divine general of the Celestial Divine Hall is named the Eternal Divine General, who wields nine transcendent powers.
He didn't challenge this divine general when he was in the Celestial Divine Hall, but today he finally has the chance.
"My name is Eternal. I am quite surprised that you have reached this point with your cultivation level. I'm afraid this is where it ends."
The Eternal god looked at Ling Xiao and spoke with a peaceful expression.