"How could this be? Lost... he lost."
The Southern Demon Domain's young elites stared in utter disbelief. Qin Hua—this was Qin Hua, the Dao Advent Sect's strongest young elite, one of the top three supreme geniuses in the entire Southern Demon Domain, a peerless prodigy capable of ruling supreme even in the Central Continent.
Could such a genius actually fall?
"Lost..."
"Sigh, so be it. To die at the hands of a genius—no regrets."
The Southern Demon Domain's young elites glanced at the Northern Demon Domain's geniuses, who had descended into madness, and sighed one after another. At this moment, they neither cursed nor looked on coldly. They merely let out quiet sighs in their hearts.
They had lost. Their skills were inferior.
There was nothing to argue about.
"We won! We won! We have washed away the humiliation of the last Void Burial!"
"We won, we won! Wenxin, the Buddha Son of the Myriad Saints Buddhist Sect, and Qin Hua, the Dao Advent Sect's second direct disciple, have both fallen! We won!"
The Northern Demon Domain's young elites wept with joy.
The supreme geniuses merely smiled faintly as they watched the young elites following them.
Winning this battle was only the first step.
The feud between the south and the north would not end here.
At this moment, Ye Lin, standing in the sky, clearly sensed an enormous change.
Streams of luck force came from the endless void, pouring into his body.
These young elites came from throughout the Demon Domain. What they represented was the Demon Domain's very luck.
With the arrival of this great age, luck had manifested, and most of it rested upon these young elites. After all, this great age had come for the sake of geniuses.
Every one of these young elites possessed immense