The battle is over.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ying Yuan and Han Xuanji reappeared on the Galaxy Platform.
Ying Yuan was clearly in poor condition at this moment, looking haggard, obviously having used all his strength and not recovering in a short time.
Upon returning to the Galaxy Platform, he immediately began taking elixirs to restore his condition as much as possible.
Han Xuanji, dressed in a spotless blue robe, exuded a calm and composed aura, as if the earth-shattering battle just moments before was nothing more than a casual sparring match.
" Ying Yuan is quite strong, but luckily I'm stronger."
Han Xuanji remained calm.
It may seem like he's creating a miracle, but in reality, it's all under his control.
After all, he had just stepped into the realm of Eternal True God, yet he felt he could contend with Eternal Sage.
After a century of secluded cultivation, his strength has reached a level that even he himself cannot comprehend.
"Phew... I'll rest for a bit."
Han Xuanji sat down cross-legged. The battle with Ying Yuan had taken a toll on him. Although he seemed to enjoy the fight, he was still somewhat tired after pushing his physical body and true essence to the limit.
Fortunately, he has a special constitution and can recover quickly. It's not like he used some forbidden technique. I estimate he'll be almost fully recovered after resting for a while.
Even if someone took the opportunity to challenge him at this moment, he remained completely calm.
Han Xuanji appeared completely calm at this moment.
But everyone knows what he just did.
With unparalleled skill, he fought his way up from 108th to 1st place, defeating Ying Yuan, who had dominated the rankings for three thousand years.
" Ying Yuan actually lost?"
At this moment, countless gazes from above and below the Galaxy Platform fell upon him, filled with awe, amazement, disbelief, and an undisguised complexity.
Who is Ying Yuan?
A descendant of the Saint Emperor Taiqian, the most outstanding genius in Ying Household past 100,000 years, known as the " Young Emperor," he is an unparalleled genius who has defeated countless geniuses and earned the praise of the current Saint Emperor.
The person who was expected to be number one by everyone lost to Han Xuanji in a head-on confrontation?
Meanwhile, in the stands, the faces of the Ying Household elderly men were so gloomy they looked like they were about to burst with tears.
They stared at the glaring ranking on the screen and felt utterly humiliated.
" Ying Yuan... how could he lose!"
An elderly man with white hair gritted his teeth, his voice low and his anger undisguised:
"He is the Young Emperor, the successor of the Saint Ancestor Taiqian! How could he lose to an unknown nobody? How is the Ying Household supposed to face himself in the future?"
"For a hundred thousand years, I, the Ying Household, have never suffered such a humiliating defeat."
The other old man's face was ashen, and his tone was even more indignant than the first:
"Since he has the title of Young Emperor, he should have the demeanor of Young Emperor. But instead, he dragged my Ying Household's reputation down with him on the Galaxy Platform."
When I get back, I'm going to ask him if he remembers his last name!
"Even if he dies, he shouldn't have lost like this. And this Han Xuanji, I wonder what his background is."
A middle-aged man nearby couldn't help but speak up, his eyes filled with malice.
On the Ying Household ' side of the stands, resentment suddenly rose.
They couldn't believe it, and they didn't want to accept the result.
Ying Yuan's dominance on the leaderboard for three thousand years is the hope built upon countless resources of the Ying Household, and also the person they place high hopes on for the next generation to carry on the legacy.
To be defeated by someone they never took seriously was a blow that came too suddenly.
Few people cared just how terrifying Han Xuanji's strength was; they only knew that Ying Yuan could lose, but the Ying Household couldn't afford to lose this person.
They claim to be descendants of the Saint Emperor Taiqian and constantly yearn to restore their ancestors' glory.
Unfortunately, over the years, no second Saint Emperor has emerged as the Ying Household, and there isn't even a place for Ying Household of the Four Great Saint Venerable, which is extremely ironic.
The sounds weren't loud, but Ying Jiutian heard them clearly.
"Well..."
Ying Jiutian stood on the high stands, his composure crumbling.
He watched as his most prized disciple, the " Young Emperor " of the Ying Household family generation, was pulled down from his throne. As his master and elder, he felt as if a giant hand had clenched his heart.
Ying Yuan knew better than anyone how difficult it had been for him to get to where he was today.
But today, he still lost.
It wasn't just this match that was lost, but also the name of the Young Emperor.
The elders in the clan wouldn't care what kind of prodigy he had encountered; they would only feel that Ying Yuan had failed the Lineage's hopes and tarnished the Young Emperor's pride.
When Ying Yuan returns, there will surely be countless accusations from the clan.
Ying Jiutian felt a chill in his heart, and he secretly made up his mind.
He had to protect this disciple no matter what.
He deflected all the rumors and gossip.
At the same time, he was pleasantly surprised that the Sacred Court had gained another pillar of strength. As the master of the First Sacred Hall and the Ying Household of the Ying family in this generation, what kind of prodigies hadn't he seen?
Among the nine supreme powers, each has its own prodigies, and some have even possessed physiques rarely seen throughout history.
But this young man gave him a different feeling.
"Could this be the Tianming one recognized by the Holy Venerable Tianming?"
The moment this thought crossed his mind, Ying Jiutian's expression became much more serious.
The Holy Venerable Tianming holds the Dao of Fate and has glimpsed the secrets of heaven. His opponents' actions are completely unpredictable, yet he always manages to win in the end.
If that's the case, then Ying Yuan wasn't unjustified.
However, Ying Jiutian did not feel that Ying Yuan had completely lost. Ying Yuan still had a lot of room for growth. Of the three great inheritances of the Saint Emperor Taiqian, Ying Yuan had only obtained one.
On the Galaxy Platform.
"Did Ying Yuan lose so easily...?"
Jiang Jiuyan and Dongfang Ye stood at a distance, looking at the new top spot on the screen, their hearts filled with indescribable feelings.
The two exchanged a glance, both reading the same sense of powerlessness in each other's eyes.
Ying Yuan suppressed them for three thousand years, yet they were still able to grit their teeth and catch up.
But Han Xuanji gave them a feeling of despair.
If Ying Yuan gradually surpassed them step by step, Han Xuanji's rise was like a god descending to earth, so rapid that it felt somewhat unreal.
"Are you going to take this opportunity to challenge him?"
Jiang Jiuyan suddenly asked:
"His battle with Ying Yuan has likely taken a toll on him. If you win, you'll achieve what you've always dreamed of."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Ye seemed to have been burned and quickly waved his hand:
"Don't mess with me, I could never do something like that. There's no point in getting first place like that."
He paused, then said seriously:
"Besides, given Han Xuanji's strength, I feel that even if he takes the opportunity to challenge the opponent, he might not be able to win."
If I lose, I'll lose all face and offend him.
After speaking, Dongfang Ye narrowed his eyes, his gaze towards Jiang Jiuyan filled with a strange expression:
"You rascal, you're not thinking of taking my second place, are you?"