In a short time, thousands of cultivators had gathered at the Earth Dragon Mountain Summit, including disciples from the various holy lands.
Naturally, there were disciples from the Xuantian Holy Land among them.
"Look, aren't those disciples from the Xuantian Holy Land? Have they come here to help Qin Wuyou?"
"Qin Wuyou is the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land, after all. I doubt its disciples will stand by and watch him get killed. If Qin Wuyou loses, they're very likely to intervene."
"Holy shit! Isn't that Fang Han, the foremost True Disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land? He's a ruthless one. I hear he's already at the peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm, just one step away from the Myriad Phenomena Realm. If Qin Wuyou hadn't overshadowed him all these years, he would've had a real chance of becoming the Holy Son. Even he's here! Do you think he'll step in? If Fang Han intervenes, the Seven Kills Hall might really be unable to stop him."
Many cultivators were stunned.
Among the disciples of the Xuantian Holy Land, they had actually spotted Fang Han, the foremost True Disciple.
Unlike the other True Disciples, Fang Han had quite ordinary talent.
It was entirely through his own effort and luck that he had cultivated to the Primordial Spirit Realm and become the foremost True Disciple.
Yet even after becoming the foremost True Disciple, he had remained beneath Qin Wuyou's shadow for three years.
To outsiders, Fang Han would undoubtedly have been the most likely candidate for Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land if Qin Wuyou had not existed.
What they did not know was that even without Qin Wuyou, Fang Han's talent meant he would never have a chance of becoming the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land.
When selecting a Holy Son, talent mattered even more than strength.
For instance, Lin Qingxue and Lin Fan were only at the Purple Mansion Realm, yet both could become candidates for the next holy heir.
The key lay in their talent.
Lin Fan's Ultimate Dao Sacred Body naturally needed no explanation.
Lin Qingxue, meanwhile, had only qualified to compete for the position of the next Holy Maiden after receiving Qin Wuyou's Eighth-Grade Dantian.
Although Fang Han's cultivation was deeper, his talent was insufficient.
Thus, even if he reached the Myriad Phenomena Realm, he still could not become the Holy Son.
Given his strength, however, Fang Han had a good chance of becoming an elder of the Xuantian Holy Land in the future.
An elder of one of the ten great holy lands held an illustrious status in the Lower Realm, enough to swagger wherever they pleased.
Even a Holy Son had to treat a holy land's elders with courtesy.
As the crowd buzzed with discussion, one of the followers beside Fang Han asked curiously,
"Senior Brother Fang, what should we do?"
No matter what, Qin Wuyou was still the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land. As his fellow disciples, if they stood by and watched him get killed, the sect's law enforcement elder would likely never spare them once word got out.
Yet they were reluctant to stand up for such an arrogant, crippled Holy Son.
Besides, the strongest of these Xuantian Holy Land disciples was only at the Essence Condensation Realm. Even if they stepped forward, they would be of little help.
After all, the Deputy Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall was at the Primordial Spirit Realm.
Not to mention the Seven Kills Hall Elders at the Purple Mansion Realm and the Seven Kills Hall Guardians at the Foundation Establishment Realm behind him.
These were all ruthless men who licked blood from the edges of their blades, far more vicious than holy land disciples like them.
Moreover, over a hundred assassins had already gathered behind the Deputy Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall.
And there was no telling whether more Seven Kills Hall assassins were hiding among the surrounding spectators.
With the strength the Seven Kills Hall had brought into the Underground Cavern, perhaps only the arrival of a Myriad Phenomena Realm cultivator could turn heaven and earth around.
Even Fang Han, hailed as the foremost True Disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land, might not be able to withstand so many Seven Kills Hall disciples.
As the Xuantian Holy Land disciple finished speaking, a barely perceptible glint flashed through Fang Han's eyes.
He did not answer the disciple behind him.
But that flickering glint was enough to reveal that his heart was far from calm.
Would Qin Wuyou really be this foolish? Challenging the entire Seven Kills Hall alone—he would only stand a chance if his strength had recovered to the Myriad Phenomena Realm.
But he already gave his Dantian to Lin Qingxue. How could his strength possibly recover? Has he found another Dantian? Even if he has, surely it can't compare to his Eighth-Grade Dantian?
Qin Wuyou's Eighth-Grade Dantian represented top-tier talent in the Lower Realm. It was precisely that talent which had originally allowed him to become the Holy Son of the Xuantian Holy Land.
With the supreme talent granted by his Eighth-Grade Dantian, Qin Wuyou would have had no trouble cultivating to the Saint realm, the realm below the Great Saint realm, in the future.
Yet no one had imagined that Qin Wuyou, with such a glorious future ahead of him, would willingly dig out his own Dantian for a woman!
For a cultivator, losing their Dantian was the same as becoming a cripple!
Thus, everyone had been utterly shocked upon learning what Qin Wuyou had done!
Even the higher-ups of the Xuantian Holy Land had shaken their heads and sighed, lamenting his fate.
Even Fang Han could not understand Qin Wuyou's choice.
Even if Lin Qingxue were a celestial maiden, she would not have been worth it!
He is someone I once admired, after all. If his life is truly in danger, I'll intervene once.
Heroes cherished heroes. Although Fang Han did not dare call himself a hero, he still felt some sympathy for Qin Wuyou's plight.
Thus, he privately resolved to intervene once if Qin Wuyou truly reached the brink of life and death.
Although his strength might not be enough to withstand every Seven Kills Hall disciple, if he did intervene, his strength and status would still be enough to make them recognize the difficulty and retreat.
Just as Fang Han reached his decision, the Deputy Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall turned his gaze toward the Xuantian Holy Land disciples. His expression abruptly changed when he spotted Fang Han.
"Fang Han! Why is he here too?"
Over the past few days, the Seven Kills Hall had searched the first four levels of the Underground Cavern several times without encountering Fang Han.
They had assumed there were few Xuantian Holy Land disciples in the Underground Cavern, or at least none who were particularly powerful.
Thus, the Deputy Hall Master's expression became strained the moment he saw Fang Han.
Even he was not confident he could withstand Fang Han, who stood at the peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
"Deputy Hall Master, Fang Han is here too. Will he intervene? If he does, this will become difficult."
A Seven Kills Hall Elder had also noticed Fang Han and asked with a frown.
"Fang Han was probably beyond the fifth level of the Underground Cavern and happened to stumble upon this."
The Deputy Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall frowned deeply as well. "Whether Fang Han intervenes or not, Qin Wuyou must die today! Once Qin Wuyou arrives, we should kill him outright at one of the checkpoints, before Fang Han has time to act!"
"Once Qin Wuyou is dead, Fang Han will make a bit of noise at most. He won't keep entangling himself with us. Strong as he is, he's still only one man, and he has to consider the Xuantian Holy Land disciples behind him. He won't fight us to the death!"
The Seven Kills Hall Elder's eyes lit up upon hearing the plan, and he promptly offered some flattery. "You are wise indeed, Deputy Hall Master! As long as Qin Wuyou dares come in, his death is certain!"
"Qin Wuyou isn't a fool. Why would he challenge our Seven Kills Hall if he had no confidence whatsoever? Until we see him with our own eyes, all of you had better stay a hundred and twenty thousand percent alert!"
The Deputy Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall was not so optimistic. He said gravely, "We know nothing about Qin Wuyou's current cultivation. If his Dantian has truly recovered, his strength may well have recovered too. We must first ascertain his strength. If he has already returned to the Myriad Phenomena Realm, all our plans will be futile. In that case, everyone retreats. Run as far as you can!"
After all, Qin Wuyou had already reached the Myriad Phenomena Realm three years ago.
If Qin Wuyou's strength had recovered to the Myriad Phenomena Realm, even a Primordial Spirit Realm Deputy Hall Master like him would be nothing but a dish served up for the slaughter.
Let alone the other Seven Kills Hall disciples.
Thus, the Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master knew how to read the times. While arranging the Killing Formation, he had also prepared an escape route.
The Myriad Phenomena Realm? That shouldn't be possible!
The Deputy Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall pondered privately, then suddenly revealed a cold smile and shook his head.
Qin Wuyou dug out his Dantian three months ago. Half a month ago, his cultivation had already regressed to the Essence Condensation Realm. Even if he received a transplanted Dantian then, he couldn't possibly recover to the Myriad Phenomena Realm in half a month. Recovering to the Purple Mansion Realm would already be a miracle!
Forget the Purple Mansion Realm—even if Qin Wuyou had recovered to the Primordial Spirit Realm, he would still meet certain death today!
Aside from the disciples at the Earth Dragon Mountain Summit, he had hidden many Elite Assassins along the mountain path leading up to Earth Dragon Mountain.
He had even concealed several Seven Kills Hall Elders and Guardians there.
The moment Qin Wuyou showed himself, he would come under attack.
He might very well die to the Seven Kills Hall's assassins halfway up the mountain.
In his view, Qin Wuyou's chances of reaching this place alive were exceedingly slim.
Besides, even if Qin Wuyou managed to reach them alive, it would be no great matter.
The various arrangements around Earth Dragon Mountain would still be enough to put him to death!
The Seven Kills Hall had everything ready. All that remained was for Qin Wuyou to come meet his doom!
Just then, a commanding voice rang throughout the Underground Cavern.
"Qin Wuyou has come to honor the appointment!"
"And send the Seven Kills Hall disciples on their final journey!"
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