Soon, someone deduced Xuan Ziyi's identity from the battle overhead.
A sect dating back two thousand years-even for any cultivator, two thousand years was a very long time. Most of the cultivators present had not actually known that a sect called the "Supreme Sword Sect" existed.
But after the Eastern Wasteland Heaven's Chosen Ranking appeared, quite a few people immediately took notice of the Supreme Sword Sect!
Apart from a forbidden ground and a perilous land-Saint King Yunteng's Tomb and the Valley of Devouring-the Supreme Sword Sect stood out the most. More than a dozen of its disciples had made the ranking. It was truly terrifying!
With an existence like that, it would have been hard not to notice even if they tried!
"Boom..."
The final shock wave passed, and the arena finally stopped shaking. Victory and defeat had been decided.
The ultimate victor was none other than Xuan Ziyi, ranked thirty-sixth on the Eastern Wasteland Heaven's Chosen Ranking!
Supreme sword intent had pierced straight through Leng Lingli's body. Coupled with his own blood-burning technique, it had aged him considerably.
Before he knew it, his hair had turned gray and his face had grown old. His lifeless eyes stared at the purple-robed girl in the distance.
After Xuan Ziyi and Leng Lingli finished fighting, all the battles in the arena had concluded as well. Ye Yan had watched the entire thing from the sidelines. Looking at the greatly aged Leng Lingli, he already had a plan in mind.
A pale yellow light surrounded the winners in each area. As the light washed over them, all the cultivators could feel their entire bodies becoming refreshed, their exhaustion vanishing completely. Beyond that, even the circulation of their spiritual power seemed to speed up considerably!
All the winners could not help looking delighted and surprised.
However, Lin Yu gave them no more time to savor it. With a flash of light, everyone was teleported back to Cloud Firmament City.
Only Leng Lingli was kept behind by Lin Yu. He had already lost consciousness, and all that remained was his life rapidly slipping away.
But Lin Yu already had a plan. With a slight lift of his hand, a rift descended over Leng Lingli's head, and his figure vanished just like that.
Only at this moment did the spectating cultivators finally understand. After all that, the point of this arena tournament had never been whether they won!
No matter how they looked at it, this seemed like an arena tournament the master of Primordial Hall had held to pass the time!
But no one would be dissatisfied. Whether it was the Supreme Sword Sect's genius girl Xuan Ziyi, Cloud Firmament City's lord Ling Ziao, or the countless cultivators within Cloud Firmament City, none of them would have any objections.
Because this was a Saint!
Lin Yu turned and returned to Primordial Hall. Two people floated above the Primordial Platform: one was Leng Lingli, whom he had just brought back, and the other was Ling Yunxiao, who had spoken insolently.
Lin Yu's gaze first settled on Leng Lingli. He raised his hand, grasped, and waved, sending a strand of Primordial Qi from the Primordial Platform into Leng Lingli's body.
The hair that had turned gray because of his technique became black again in an instant. Even his aged face returned to how it had looked before the arena tournament. In just a few seconds, Leng Lingli had regained his original appearance.
Not only that, but Lin Yu also restored the vitality he had lost and healed the injuries Xuan Ziyi had inflicted.
However, Leng Lingli's injuries had been far too severe, so he had yet to wake.
Having done all this, Lin Yu turned to look at Ling Yunxiao, who was still "unconscious" beside him.
"What, still not waking up? Could it be that you want to stay unconscious forever?" Lin Yu asked teasingly.
After hearing Lin Yu's question, Ling Yunxiao waited a while longer before cautiously opening his eyes.
The moment he opened them, he saw Lin Yu's youthful face...
Ling Yunxiao flipped upright, his expression shifting seamlessly into a fawning smile. "You must be the esteemed master of Primordial Hall. I never imagined you would be even more handsome, younger, and more perfect than I pictured!"
"Although I had some guesses long ago, I never guessed that your appearance would be so outstanding. You're just like a heavenly god! No, you are a heavenly god!"
"This humble one's admiration for you couldn't be fully expressed even in three days and three nights, especially..."
Lin Yu laughed at his words. Ling Yunxiao really knew when to bend and when to stand tall. How had he been shouting at him back in Cloud Firmament City again? Now that he was in Primordial Hall, he had become a complete coward.
But seeing Ling Yunxiao trembling like this, Lin Yu no longer felt like teasing him much. Besides, he had not stopped talking since waking up, and he was rather noisy.
Lin Yu waved a hand, and Ling Yunxiao lost his voice. Although his mouth could still open and close, no sound would come out.
Upon discovering this change, Ling Yunxiao immediately panicked, feeling his throat pitifully.
"All right, I understand what you've said. Since you respect me so much, I'll give you something in return and send you somewhere nice!"
With that, Lin Yu waved his hand again, and Ling Yunxiao sank into a mass of light and shadow.
When he opened his eyes again, a phantom stood before Ling Yunxiao. It looked somewhat like him, but its features were more indistinct than his own, so he did not recognize it immediately.
Ling Yunxiao had initially been curious about what was happening, but the phantom did not waste words with him. Without a care for anything else, it charged straight at him!
"Pfft..."
The phantom's sword pierced straight through Ling Yunxiao's body. Agonizing pain spread through him. Unable to voice his suffering, Ling Yunxiao lay on the ground, unable to get up.
His opponent's strength was the same as his, but Ling Yunxiao's strength was greatly inflated, while his opponent's was not!
Soon, Ling Yunxiao's wound healed. Before he could react, the phantom charged at him again.
Once again, a single sword strike finished him off...
"Do your best. If you can endure this trial, you'll have a very good chance of making the Eastern Wasteland Heaven's Chosen Ranking." Lin Yu's voice drifted down from the horizon.
Ling Yunxiao, however, could not voice his suffering, and even if he could, no one would listen.
Although his wounds would heal, the pain was genuinely painful. His expression was almost twisted out of shape. Only after being beaten by the phantom an unknown number of times did he barely manage to strike back once.
This time, Ling Yunxiao truly regretted it. Of all the people he could have provoked, he had gone and provoked the master of Primordial Hall!
From now on, no matter what, I have to keep my mouth in check. I absolutely have to remember that disaster comes from the mouth!
"Hmm? What's going on?" Lin Yu had been watching Ling Yunxiao's beating live, but suddenly his brow stirred.
The entirety of Primordial Hall and the nearby mountains were under his control. No change could escape his perception, much less someone arriving!
And Primordial Hall's location was extremely well hidden. Apart from Yu Hongyan earlier, no one had ever come...