It should be noted that the two Early-Stage Emperor Realm who went into battle were both handpicked by her.
Those under her command are already considered absolute powerhouses.
She had originally thought that she could at least win one game.
To everyone's surprise, both of them lost.
This is an utter disgrace.
The She Ling also sighed softly, clearly not in a good mood.
For several years in a row, she has been at the bottom of the rankings.
If it were just a crushing defeat for Hong Ye's team, it wouldn't be a big deal for her.
After all, she had ten squads like Hong Ye under her command; one suffered a crushing defeat, but there were still nine others.
However, after the Early-Stage Emperor Realm ended, only two of her ten teams won, while the rest suffered crushing defeats.
Of the twenty battles fought, they only won four, and those victories were hard-fought.
This was tantamount to her losing face and making her lose face.
Unsurprisingly, in the year-end assessment for the Early-Stage Emperor Realm, She Ling once again ranked last.
Ye Xuan clearly sensed that the She Ling, which had been somewhat gentle before, had turned icy cold at this moment.
Her alluring and voluptuous body emanated a murderous aura, making her extremely dangerous.
The other eleven people all cast mocking and provocative glances at her.
This further fueled the murderous intent surging within this important figure.
Upon witnessing this, Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his head, remaining silent.
Damn, this is dangerous.
He simply couldn't understand why he had been assigned to the weakest team.
No, that's not right. It seems that it wasn't Hei Yun who assigned him, but rather, nobody wanted him, so he was assigned to this team.
At that time, even the She Ling was somewhat unwilling and disliked him quite a bit.
Originally, the She Ling had intended to chat with Ye Xuan and offer this junior some pointers.
But after suffering a crushing defeat at the Early-Stage Emperor Realm, she lost all interest in the game.
Next up is the battle for the Middle Emperor Realm.
Unsurprisingly, the She Ling's forces suffered another crushing defeat, finishing at the bottom.
Finally, the battle in the Late Emperor Realm ended the same way.
Even though the She Ling was used to being at the bottom, and this wasn't the first time she'd been at the bottom, her mood was at its lowest point.
Even though she had already cultivated to the Great Late Emperor Realm, she had long since become indifferent to fame and fortune.
But when something like this happens, how can one be happy?
Who wouldn't want their subordinates to be unrivaled and lead the pack?
Soon, Hong Ye and her group returned dejectedly, like defeated roosters.
At this moment, the ten squad leaders all lost their arrogance and lowered their heads.
Even the proud Hong Ye are like this.
The elderly man presiding over the event appeared on the platform and announced in a loud voice, "The first round of the year-end assessment is over. What follows is an unconventional challenge."
"The challenge rules are the same as in previous years: one person from each realm will be chosen. If you defeat the winning team and win both of your matches, you can take over their ranking."
The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, resounding throughout the entire training ground.
But everyone knew that this unconventional challenge was just talk.
Because it's simply impossible for anyone to do that.
After all, if such a strong player already represented their team in the competition, why would they be hiding their abilities?
The strongest members of the previous team have all been defeated. Now, they're sending out someone one level weaker, and expect them to defeat both of the previous winners? How is that even possible?
"Let's go."
The She Ling had no intention of staying any longer.
Because it was so embarrassing, so shameful.
In particular, the gazes directed at her from below felt like steel knives piercing her heart.
She was a proud person, and also a woman; she couldn't bear this scene.
Hong Ye and the others were also dejected.
Being ranked last in the year-end assessment not only means being ashamed, but also means receiving the least resources and the least reward this year.
If they want to obtain resources, they need to complete tasks and seek them out themselves.
Resources are extremely important to every cultivator.
Without resources, cultivators are useless.
"Hey, She Ling Junior Sister, are you leaving already? Aren't you going to give it a try?"
"Junior Sister She Ling, this is an opportunity! Even if you know you're doomed to lose, you must fight for it! How can you give up like this?"
"Yes, this is the eighth year that your She Ling Army has been at the bottom, isn't it? If this continues, your She Ling Army will only get weaker and weaker."
As for the other eleven generals, seeing that the She Ling was about to leave, some of them immediately began to act as hermaphrodites.
The Hei Yun, seated cross-legged in the void, simply watched silently, showing no intention of intervening.
As the saying goes, struggle is the source of motivation.
If a pool of water remains stagnant, without competition, how can it become stronger?
Therefore, as long as it's not too excessive, he will tolerate such mockery and provocation without intervening.
The She Ling's face turned extremely ugly upon hearing those mocking words.
Zhao Long appeared again, but this time his target was Hong Ye. "Junior Sister Hong Ye, how about we have a little spar?"
Given his level, he naturally wouldn't dare to provoke the She Ling, so he directly targeted the arrogant girl.
Hong Ye clenched her fists tightly, her face turning purple with anger.
Zhao Long's gaze, however, had already passed over her and landed on Ye Xuan. "That junior brother, may I ask how to address him?"
"Why didn't you participate in the year-end assessment? Could it be that you're a gigolo recruited by Hong Ye?"
The room erupted in laughter.
Hong Ye was so angry that her face turned purple.
Ye Xuan was also slightly taken aback and looked up at Zhao Long.
He hadn't originally planned to participate in this assessment, but since someone had provoked him, he couldn't tolerate it.
As soon as Zhao Long finished speaking, his leader immediately rebuked him, " Zhao Long, what nonsense are you spouting? How could this boy possibly be a male concubine of Hong Ye?"
Zhao Long's face darkened, and he felt a chill run down his spine. Just as he was about to apologize, the leader continued, "Didn't you see that this boy has been staying by the She Ling's side the whole time?"
"Judging from this boy's low cultivation level and weak strength, he does have a handsome appearance. He should be General She Ling's lover."
"As for Hong Ye, he doesn't deserve it."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Another burst of laughter erupted.
She Ling and Hong Ye were absolutely furious, trembling with rage.
Hei Yun's gaze also fell on Ye Xuan, wondering to himself, "Will this kid fight under these circumstances?"
If none of them choose to fight, then he will be somewhat disappointed.
To be honest, he still thought highly of Ye Xuan, after all, he was the only cultivator in tens of thousands of years to have crossed the Immortal Chasm.
Ye Xuan's expression also darkened. He then suddenly looked at the She Ling and bowed, saying, "My lord, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. I cannot bear their insults to you."
"Your subordinate requests permission to fight."
His call to arms resounded throughout the land.
The entire scene fell silent abruptly.
The She Ling turned to look at Ye Xuan, "What did you say? You want to volunteer for battle? You should know that they are all at the Peak Emperor Realm Third Layer, while your cultivation is only at the Peak Half-Emperor."
"A whole major realm and three minor realms apart, are you sure?"
Hong Ye frowned, unable to hold back her anger, and snapped, " Ye Xuan, shut up! What are you doing going up there? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Don't you think we've already embarrassed ourselves enough? You're just asking for trouble."
Ye Xuan completely ignored Hong Ye, his gaze fixed firmly on the She Ling. "As a soldier, one should have courage and integrity."
"I can tolerate their insults, but I cannot tolerate the insults inflicted upon my senior. For the sake of my She Ling Army, for the sake of my She Ling Lord, what does death matter?"
"As the saying goes, 'A subject should die for his lord,' I volunteer for battle."
Ye Xuan's voice was loud and impassioned, as if he were about to face death.
The She Ling was stunned.
She stared blankly at Ye Xuan Ye Xuan, utterly astonished that he would say such a thing.
But after a moment, she shook her head, "You're very good, I appreciate your intentions, but as for volunteering, well..."
Before he could finish speaking...
"Hey, volunteering? Okay, let's go."
One of the cultivators suddenly burst into wild laughter, stomped his foot heavily on the ground, and with a thunderous roar, leaped onto the battle platform.
Holding a long black spear, he sat high on the battle platform, his eyes looking down at Ye Xuan with disdain. "You're right. As a soldier, how can you fear battle? How can you be afraid of death?"
"Besides, you won't die, you'll just be seriously injured at most. I hope you're not just talking. Come on up, don't make me look down on you."
He's putting Ye Xuan's army to the test.
Hong Ye's face darkened when she saw the cultivator. "You absolutely mustn't go up there. This guy is Hei Mo, bloodthirsty by nature, and shows no mercy. If you go up, you won't be killed, but you'll definitely be crippled."
Ye Xuan sneered, "Fighting for Lord She Ling, what does it matter if I'm merely injured, or even die?"
After saying that, he stopped talking and flashed onto the battle platform.
White robes fluttering in the wind.
Her hair danced wildly.
"Holy crap, this kid's got guts! He actually dared to challenge me?"
"Heh heh, the Hei Mo is no saint. This kid's in for a world of trouble."
"Haven't you lost enough face already? Why are you making yourself suffer even more?"
Upon seeing Ye Xuan step onto the stage, countless cultivators mocked him.
Some female cultivators stared intently at Ye Xuan, thinking to themselves, "He's so handsome!"
In the void, the Hei Yun also raised their eyelids, revealing a hint of interest.
He also wanted to know just how strong Ye Xuan was, and how many moves it would take to defeat the Hei Mo.
After all, he only knew that Ye Xuan had crossed the Immortal Chasm, but he didn't know Ye Xuan's strength.
Of course, even if he wasn't entirely sure, he knew Ye Xuan would definitely win, but he didn't know how many moves it would take.
" Hei Mo demons are inherently violent, with extremely strong defense and attack, and very few weaknesses. If he wants to take down several hundred Hei Mo, it would take him at least ten moves, right?"
Hei Yun thought to himself.
Ye Xuan, however, had already turned his gaze toward the Hei Mo.
His body shone with divine light in an instant, and a powerful aura surged forth.
However, when everyone sensed his level of cultivation, they were all stunned.
" Peak Half-Emperor?"
They were all somewhat taken aback.
A mere Peak Half-Emperor dares to challenge the Hei Mo?
Hei Mo was also stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, "Boy, a mere Half-Emperor dares to challenge me, Hei Mo? I have to admire your courage. How about this, I won't bully you, I'll give you a handicap with one hand."
With a loud boom, he charged towards Ye Xuan.
Moreover, with one hand behind his back, he actually gave Ye Xuan one hand.
Ye Xuan sneered, too lazy to waste any more words.
He charged toward the Hei Mo as well.
Just as the two were about to close in, they threw punches almost simultaneously.
There's nothing fancy about it.
hiss.
Countless people at the scene stared wide-eyed, gasping in astonishment, wondering if Ye Xuan had gone mad.
The thought had barely formed when a deafening roar erupted as the two men's fists collided in mid-air, unleashing a terrifying surge of Spiritual Qi.
The violent Spiritual Qi spread wildly in all directions like ripples.
Hei Mo Demon felt a surge of power rush into his body, and his heart sank.
This kid is playing dumb to fool others; he's hiding his true strength?
Upon realizing this, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and his burly body flew backward uncontrollably.
Ye Xuan stepped onto the ground, took a step forward, and instantly caught up with the Hei Mo, stomping down heavily with his foot.
Bang!
Another loud crash, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of bones breaking, and a scream echoed across the battle platform as the Hei Mo's body slammed heavily to the ground.
During this time, the old referee wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the Hei Yun Cloud Commander.
Ye Xuan stood proudly on the battle platform, his white robes fluttering, looking down at the Hei Mo, "Do you submit?"
The scene was deathly silent, save for the gasps of breath.
Even now, those cultivators are still in shock.
One move, and he crippled the Hei Mo?
Is this kid really that terrifying?
Hong Ye stared wide-eyed in astonishment, her breath quickening, her breasts heaving, she could hardly believe her eyes, her heart filled with utter shock.
The She Ling's delicate body suddenly stiffened, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on Ye Xuan, and the more she looked at him, the more pleasing he became to the eye.
Hei Yun was also somewhat surprised, and a brief look of astonishment crossed his face, but he quickly returned to normal.
Hei Mo struggled to lift his head, his fists clenched, his cheeks flushed. "I, I, I won't."
Bang!
Ye Xuan stomped down again.
Hei Mo Demon coughed up blood, "I... I surrender."
He responded, feeling frustrated.
Damn it, this is so humiliating! I was all set out to take down Ye Xuan and crush Ye Xuan, but who would have thought I'd be defeated so miserably?
Ye Xuan ignored the Hei Mo and instead looked at the Early-Stage Emperor Realm among the eleven teams below.
A bright smile graced his face, making him appear even more handsome and distinguished in the sunlight.
He said calmly, "Are you all coming at me together, or one at a time?"
The entire hall was deathly silent!
After a moment of silence, the cultivators came to their senses.
"Damn it, so arrogant!"
"Court death."
I'm going to cripple you.
Accompanied by an angry shout, seventeen cultivators rushed out and attacked Ye Xuan.
Although they knew that such a group fight was dishonorable and somewhat shameful.
But the Hei Mo were defeated, and defeated so miserably. If it were a one-on-one fight, they simply wouldn't have the courage.
Therefore, the only option left was to shamelessly resort to ganging up on each other.
"Shameless."
"Hateful."
"They're being incredibly arrogant. How could they provoke these people like that?"
Seeing this scene, Hong Ye and the others couldn't help but grit their teeth and jump up and down in anger.
Ye Xuan grinned broadly as he looked at the seventeen cultivators charging towards him.
He made a grabbing motion in the air with his right hand, and the lightning elemental energy in the world surged, instantly forming a long, lightning-colored staff.
Holding a long staff, he took a step forward and charged towards those people.
"Why do you people insist on provoking me? No, I should say, why do you insist on humiliating Lord She Ling?"
"Do you think you, mere ants, can provoke and humiliate Lord She Ling?"