One against a hundred-a sweeping victory!
The strength Lan Yu displayed left every spectator present marveling and all the Heavenly Prides dumbstruck!
The instant Lan Yu walked out of the Demon-Refining Tower, the entire crowd erupted in cheers!
"Incredible, absolutely incredible! Who exactly is she?"
"I recognize her! Young Emperor Lan Yu, the one Tianjizi once described as a peerless beauty who could stand shoulder to shoulder with an Ancient Great Emperor!"
"Her strength is truly terrifying!"
"Heavens, she really is so strong."
Everyone gazed at the figure clad in magnificent silver-white armor, their eyes filled with wonder, fascination, excitement, admiration, and more.
At that moment, all eyes were on Lan Yu!
After walking out of the Demon-Refining Tower, Lan Yu slowly approached the Overlord Body Sacred Clan's camp under the dumbstruck gazes of the Heavenly Prides. She raised her head to look at the Tyrant Clan's grim-faced patriarch, Cang Tian, and the others in the spectator stands.
"The Mystic Heaven Sect will win!"
There were no elaborate words, only an utterly unwavering conviction.
Hearing Lan Yu's words, Cang Tian could not help saying, "Who will bring down the deer remains unknown. Don't jump to conclusions!"
"Then wait and see!"
Lan Yu turned and walked back toward the Mystic Heaven Sect.
Behind her, Murong Xuan looked as though he wanted to cry but had no tears.
"How come I got on the field again without getting a chance to fight?"
In the first round, he had wanted to participate, but Xiao Bing had beaten him to it. This round, he had finally gotten his turn, yet before he could show his skills, Lan Yu had ended the battle all by herself.
Compared to him, however, the people from the other Daoist Traditions looked even more bewildered, completely at a loss