Zhou He focused his energy in his dantian, and his voice became extremely loud, rolling like thunder.
The message instantly spread throughout the entire void.
He was somewhat shocked. He hadn't expected that even though he was cautious enough and reacted quickly enough, he would still be stopped.
Zhou He spoke with a ferocious grin, and before anyone else could speak, he hysterically declared again, " The Ancient Desolate Holy Land is, after all, one of the three great holy lands of the Eastern Wasteland, a reputable and righteous sect."
"Now they've mobilized so many powerful experts to intercept a mere Nascent Soul like me. Is this what they call the style of a holy land?"
His voice was frantic; clearly, he was desperate to survive and didn't care about anything else.
His intention was to use this sense of righteousness and moral blackmail to restrain the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, and ideally, to resonate with other forces and push the Ancient Desolate Holy Land to the opposite side of everyone.
Zhou He also believed that once he said this, other forces might not necessarily step forward, but the Carefree Holy Land would definitely not let this opportunity pass.
To Zhou He's disappointment, no one from the Carefree Holy Land spoke up after he said this.
Not only did the Carefree Holy Land fail to step forward, but even some forces that were on good terms with the Carefree Holy Land did not stand up.
On the contrary, some cultivators from smaller Lineage began to voice their grievances.
These people had low cultivation levels and no powerful Lineage backgrounds, so when they saw Zhou He He's angry yet helpless expression, they couldn't help but be drawn into his emotions and resonated with him.
"Exactly, isn't the Ancient Desolate Holy Land's behavior a bit too much?"
"If one can act recklessly and do whatever one pleases simply because of one's high cultivation level, then who will dare to go out in the future?"
" The Ancient Desolate Holy Land has indeed gone too far!"
Some people, not thinking clearly, immediately made such remarks, and the situation on the scene seemed to turn against the Ancient Desolate Holy Land.
The elders of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land who were blocking Zhou He's way looked slightly grim after hearing these words.
Public opinion can be quite terrifying at times. Once it incites public outrage, it will be impossible to move forward, and the reputation of the sacred site will be ruined.
Upon hearing this, Han Bingning's icy eyes narrowed slightly, a chill creeping into them.
She was too lazy to waste words, nor did she intend to. She raised her slender hand, as if to crush Zhou He and kill him instantly.
It's just a tiny ant, yet it dares to spout nonsense and slander the name of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land. It's simply courting death.
But at that moment, Ye Xuan spoke up, "Bullying others with your power? Zhou He, how dare you say such a thing?"
Ye Xuan scoffed, pointing a finger at Zhou He, his voice dripping with mockery. "If others said this, this Holy Son might be speechless and unable to refute it, but you say it? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
"I ask you, in the Mystic Origin Mountain Range, relying on your Nascent Soul Peak cultivation, you joined forces with other cultivators to besiege and kill me, and afterwards you even personally hunted me down. What kind of behavior is that?"
Ye Xuan's voice faded, the scene fell into dead silence.
Countless people were stunned.
What? Zhou He actually joined forces with other cultivators in the Mystic Origin Mountain Range to besiege Ye Xuan, and even personally chased after Ye Xuan?
Most importantly, even so, Ye Xuan didn't die?
Are you kidding me?
No wonder Zhou He tried to escape as soon as he stepped out of the gate; no wonder Holy Son Ye wanted to kill him.
Upon hearing this, Han Bingning's already cold eyes suddenly turned sharp.
Her gaze fell on Zhou He, and a murderous intent surged within her.
Zhou He's expression became even more unpleasant; he even felt a chill run down his spine.
He gritted his teeth and argued, "The competition for spots is inherently bloody and cruel. My taking your spot token was within the rules! If you're afraid of death, why are you even participating in the spot competition?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but laugh, "That makes sense. If that's the case, then this world is inherently a dog-eat-dog world. You are currently weaker than this Holy Son, so what's wrong with this Holy Son killing you?"
Zhou He was speechless, unable to utter a word for a moment.
Ye Xuan, not wanting to waste words, simply said, "Kill them!"
As his voice fell, an elder stepped forward, exuding an overwhelming and powerful aura.
In an instant, that aura completely enveloped the surrounding space. Under that pressure, Zhou He felt as if a giant mountain was pressing down on his head, and his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.
"No, you can't do this! The Ancient Desolate Holy Land is bullying us like this—"
However, before Zhou He could finish speaking, the elder had already thrown a punch.
The force of the punch surged, shaking the void. With a deafening roar, Zhou He's body was blasted to pieces, and his voice abruptly ceased.
The elder grabbed the storage bag that had fallen from Zhou He's body and then returned to Ye Xuan's side.
Seeing this scene, countless people below trembled and their faces twitched, but no one said anything more.
Since Zhou He dared to bully Ye Xuan and hunt Ye Xuan down because of his higher cultivation level, he should have expected this day to come.
As for bullying others by abusing his power, it was Zhou He who bullied others first, so everything is Zhou He's own fault, and no one will sympathize with him.
Just kidding. The Ancient Desolate Holy Land finally produced a Chaos Sacred Body. If he dies in a battle against someone of the same realm, then perhaps the Ancient Desolate Holy Land can't say anything and can only swallow its anger.
But if you're at the Nascent Soul Peak stage and use your cultivation level to bully someone at the Wheel Sea, that's a completely different matter.
Zhou He should be thankful that he didn't kill Ye Xuan.
Otherwise, once this matter is exposed, not only Zhou He Zhou He, but also the powerful Lineage behind him will likely be wiped out in a bloodbath.
"Holy Son!"
The elder respectfully clasped his hands in greeting beside Ye Xuan and handed him the storage bag.
With Ye Xuan's continuous performance and one amazing victory after another.
This elder had completely accepted Ye Xuan and regarded him as the true Holy Son, so his attitude was very respectful.
Ye Xuan nodded, took the storage bag, and was about to leave.
" Holy Son Ye, what Zhou He did was his own doing and has nothing to do with my Zhou Lineage. I beg you Holy Son Ye, to show leniency and not pursue this matter further."
"I, Zhou Changsheng, will immediately expel Zhou He from the Zhou Lineage, and after my death, I will forbid him from being enshrined in the ancestral hall. This is just a small token of my respect, and I hope that Holy Son Ye will not find it offensive."
A voice suddenly rang out, and then an old man walked out with a trembling face, holding a spatial ring in his hands.
This person is Zhou Changsheng, the head of the Zhou Lineage, a Peak Heavenly Position Realm expert.
The Zhou Lineage was merely a third-rate Lineage in the Eastern Wasteland, utterly insignificant. Now, with Ye Xuan Ye Xuan at the height of his power and the Ancient Desolate Holy Land demonstrating its strong regard for him, he was genuinely afraid.
If Zhou He hadn't died, he would have beaten Zhou He to death again.
Why did you have to try and steal from Ye Xuan of all people? And you even failed! Aren't you ashamed?!
Ye Xuan was taken aback upon hearing this. Although he was domineering, decisive, and flamboyant, he had never considered taking revenge on the Zhou Lineage because of this incident.
Seeing Zhou Changsheng's cautious and uneasy expression, he knew that if he didn't accept the offer, Zhou Changsheng probably wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully at night.
He accepted the spatial ring and said calmly, "Patriarch Zhou Lineage, you are overthinking this. This Holy Son is not the kind of bloodthirsty maniac. As the saying goes, I will not offend others unless they offend me. Zhou He is dead, so let this matter end here."
"Thank you, Holy Son Ye." Upon hearing this, Zhou Changsheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then quickly and cautiously retreated, as if walking on thin ice.
The others were speechless upon hearing this.
You're not a serial killer? Aren't you ashamed? You've only been out for a short time, how many people have you killed? You're a complete murderer!
Ye Xuan watched Zhou Changsheng retreat cautiously, and couldn't help but sigh.
Even Peak Heavenly Position Realm was so subservient to him, a Wheel Sea cultivator.
This is the power dynamic; this is the terrifying aspect of the background.
In the past, if something like this happened, the Carefree Holy Land would definitely stand up to protect Zhou He and compete with the Ancient Desolate Holy Land.
However, given what had happened before and the fact that another Ancestor had been slaughtered, the Carefree Holy Land seemed to have become somewhat wary and did not dare to step forward.
The storm subsided, everything returned to calm, and everyone began waiting once more.
Fewer and fewer people are coming out of the portal; it takes a long time before one person emerges.
Gradually, as the sun set, the enormous gate was once again shrouded in mist and gradually disappeared.