Zhen Changsheng Admits Defeat

"Zhen Changsheng, how dare you admit defeat!"

Before Zhen Changsheng could respond, the observer Qian Poqiong frowned and hurriedly sent a telepathic message.

What a joke! The main prize for this competition is a Demigod Artifact belonging to the Qian Family. If they were to concede defeat like this, wouldn't they be handing over the Primal Chaos Stabilizing Bead to someone else?

Fortunately, Zhen Changsheng also knew that the disease was bad.

Admitting defeat so easily would not only be a loss of face for him, but would also offend the Qian Family.

"You think you can make this old ancestor admit defeat? Dream on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhen Changsheng swooped down and took the initiative to meet Lin Yi Yi's dozens of fiery blades.

Bang! Bang!

The scorching heat made the Zhen Changsheng grinn, his face covered in charred black marks and bloodstains.

"A stubborn resistance!"

Lin Yi chuckled and unleashed the Great Sun Departing Fire Palm once more.

Due to the limited space in the main hall, this palm strike was only three to five zhang in size, but it contained a large amount of blue-purple Li Fire.

At this moment, Zhen Changsheng had no way to avoid it and could only grit his teeth and withstand Lin Yi's palm strike.

Boom!

Even the Purple Grade [Blazing Flame Saber Art] was amplified several times in power under Lin Yi Yi's Domain Law, let alone a top-tier Golden Ultimate Art.

Zhen Changsheng felt that Lin Yi Yi's palm strike was several times stronger than before. Even his Spirit Spiritual Treasure- level outer robe was completely burned before the fiery palm technique could strike.

"How can you be so strong... No... I give up..."

At this moment, Zhen Changsheng felt a life-or-death crisis and, disregarding his shame, hurriedly begged for mercy.

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow, but did not retract his hand; instead, he pressed down with his palm.

Amidst the boiling, Blue-Purple Flame, Zhen Changsheng out a miserable scream and was suppressed within the main hall.

With the blessing of the Domain, the Lifebound Li Fire, which Lin Yi had refined into his Blazing Flame Fire, once again displayed its indestructible nature, burning along the jade stones in the main hall.

Centered on Zhen Changsheng, the jade floor was directly burned into liquid, emitting a pungent, Black Qi.

Seeing this scene, many of the Ninth Realm Martial Saint present gasped in shock.

What did they see? The floor tiles of the Martial Saint Hall were actually melted!

This is a ten-thousand-year-old Immortal Spirit Jade that existed when the Ancient Domain was built.

Don't be fooled by the fact that it's a floor tile; it's actually a top- Purple Grade ore. Although its hardness isn't high, its melting point far exceeds that of many golden Spirit Ore.

The fact that this ' Deputy Prefect Qin ' could melt this ore with a single palm strike shows how terrifying the temperature was at that moment.

Xun Hanfeng turned his head and asked, "Brother Li, your Li Family is known for its ancestor of playing with fire. Can you be a Deputy Prefect Qin?"

Bu Hui Li was still savoring Lin Yi's Great Sun Departing Fire Palm move from earlier.

The shock in my heart lingered for a long time.

"Strange. At first, Deputy Prefect Qin's Great Sun Departing Fire Palm didn't seem to have this much power. How come this move is suddenly different? The power of the flames in his palm technique has instantly increased several times. Could it be the enhancement of his Domain...? But even the legendary ' Qiankun Yin Yang ' Domain probably can't enhance an external martial arts move like this..."

When questioned by Xun Hanfeng, Bu Hui Li, only then did he become a god.

He transmitted his voice, saying, "I can't do it, at least I can't do it. Others may not know about the jade beneath our feet, but I Li Family best. This jade is extremely heat-resistant, and it's almost impossible to melt it down to make Spiritual Treasure weapons. Otherwise, this jade would have been put to good use long ago..."

Xun Hanfeng exclaimed in shock, "Hiss! It seems that our Deputy Prefect Qin is not only incredibly skilled in Combined Tong Pass Treasure, but also possesses extraordinary abilities!"

Just as the spectators, all Ninth Realm Martial Saint, were exchanging messages, Lin Yi flipped his palm and collected the Blazing Flame Fire that was falling like a rain of fire.

It is, after all, the main hall of the Martial Saint City; too much damage cannot be done.

After Lin Yi stopped, he saw Zhen Changsheng, crawl out of the melted, charred jade cave.

Lin Yi's palm strike was extremely hot. Even though Zhen Changsheng skills, his entire body was roasted raw.

As it crawled out, a meaty aroma filled the hall.

"This old ancestor has not lost yet! Qin Jian, you brat, come back if you dare!"

Zhen Changsheng seemed to have lost his mind from the heat, glaring at Lin Yi with gritted teeth, like Africa black man, showing no fear whatsoever.

Lin Yi smiled, but his voice was icy. "Ancestor Zhen, do you really want to fight? If you fight any longer, I'm afraid you'll die under Qin palm."

To be honest, Lin Yi himself was quite surprised by the power of that palm strike just now.

He never expected that the Great Sun Departing Fire Palm, amplified by his Dharma Body Talent, would be so terrifying.

With a single move, he almost crippled a Nine-Realm Ancestor who had mastered body refinement.

It seems that the Red Talent he painstakingly fused did not disappoint him.

This not only increased his Real Domain strength several times over, but also greatly enhanced his external martial arts power.

At this moment, Bu Hui Li was watching the battle, said with a smile, "Zhen Changsheng, if you still want to fight, you should find some clothes to put on first."

Zhen Changsheng looked down and realized that all his clothes and hair had been burned away, which explained why he felt a chill down there.

"Mind your own business! I like it this way, it's cool!"

Despite losing the battle, Zhen Changsheng refused to admit defeat and took out a long robe from his Qi Sea Space to put it on.

Many Ninth Realm Martial Saint and elders who were watching couldn't help but burst into laughter when they saw the swaying, charred little worm.

Fortunately, there were no women in the hall, otherwise Zhen Changsheng would have lost face big time.

"What are you laughing at? If you were here, your physiques would be far superior to mine!"

Seeing that Zhen Changsheng still dared to stand in front of him, Lin Yi's palm flared with Blue-Purple Flame, and he laughed, "If Ancestor Zhen really wants to fight, then let's do it again."

He wanted to see just how tough Zhen Changsheng's body was.

"Etc..."

Seeing the high-temperature flames erupting from Lin Yi's palm again, Zhen Changsheng trembled all over.

To be honest, he didn't have the courage to take another blow from Lin Yi, but it would be too shameful to admit defeat like this.

Caught in a dilemma, Zhen Changsheng transmitted his voice to Qian Poqiong.

"Brother Qian, as you can see, this Qin brat's skills are far too formidable. Why don't you speak up and forbid him from using his Domain? I will certainly defeat him then, otherwise your Qian Family's Demigod Artifact might be gone..."

Qian Poqiong transmitted his voice. "Then how about I just make him fight you with his hands and feet tied?"

"That's not entirely impossible..."

"Zhen Changsheng, you may be shameless, but I still have some dignity. I remember that your Zhen Family's Demigod Artifact is in your hands. Why don't you take it out?"

"This young Qin also possesses a Demigod Artifact. Even if I were to take out my Demigod Artifact, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the upper hand."

Zhen Changsheng originally had several trump cards up his sleeve, but after witnessing Lin Yi's palm strike, he knew that even if he used all his trump cards, it would be meaningless.

Moreover, he wanted to save some of his trump cards for use within the Ancient Secret Realm.

However, if he loses this battle, he will likely be stripped of his Secret Realm Slot.

Thinking about this, Zhen Changsheng suddenly came up with a good way to turn enemies into friends without losing Secret Realm Slot.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Lin Yi and said, "Deputy Prefect Qin, I can't say I've lost this battle. How about we settle our score?"

But Zhen Changsheng's current dark appearance and the way he stands with his hands behind his back are really ridiculous and laughable, without any of the demeanor of a Ninth Realm Martial Saint ancestor.

Lin Yi shook his head, feeling that Zhen Changsheng had completely changed his understanding of the Ancient Domain's Nine-Realm Ancestor.

To lose and then deny it—that's incredibly shameless.