In fact, not only the cultivators of the Eternal Empire couldn't understand what was happening, but even those who knew Han Xuanji well were incredulous at this moment.
"Goodness, when did my disciple become so fierce?"
Mo Chenxiao, realizing that he seemed to be somewhat superfluous as the master.
Even Leng Qianshuang's previously expressionless face couldn't help but soften, and she said softly:
"Junior brother, did you perhaps hold back a move when you faced Ying Yuan before?"
"Perhaps."
Mo Chenxiao thought the speculation was reasonable, but still felt it was exaggerated.
However, their reaction seemed rather smug.
The Holy Venerable Tianming suddenly sat back down next to the Saint Emperor and the other Saint Venerable, and began to mutter to himself:
"Isn't my grand-disciple alright? How come he's about to win so easily?"
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor smiled slightly and said:
"Young friend Xuanji is indeed remarkable; Jiuxuan's judgment is even better than mine."
He then added:
"It seems he has already received the reward the Sacred Court gave him."
The Saint Emperor possessed extraordinary insight, and had already discerned the key to Han Xuanji to win so easily.
"Hmph, we haven't won yet."
Although the Saint Venerable Wangdao was also surprised by Han Xuanji's performance, he was still somewhat Qi Ingestion.
The other two Saint Venerable remained silent, not in a hurry to speak.
"Oh? How about we make a bet? I bet my grand-disciple can keep winning."
The Holy Venerable Tianming said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the Saint Venerable Wangdao was somewhat tempted. After hesitating for a moment, he asked:
What do you want to take out?
"Hmph, naturally it's the one you've always wanted..."
The Holy Venerable Tianming smiled slightly and said:
"However, what I want... you should know. Fortunately, the Saint Emperor is here to act as a witness for both of us."
The Saint Venerable Wangdao felt a jolt in his heart, as if he had fallen into some kind of trap.
But once the words are spoken, it would be too embarrassing to take them back.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor looked at the two Saint Venerable thoughtfully, but did not refuse.
On the other side.
Ying Yuan stared at Han Xuanji's still calm figure, a complex emotion surging within him:
"Brother Han, you've gotten this much stronger?"
Although he lost to Han Xuanji, he was at least able to fight him to a standstill.
But in that battle just now, Han Xuanji strolled around leisurely, defeating his opponent almost effortlessly.
How long has it been?
It's only been a century.
After the selection battle, Ying Yuan received the Immortal inheritance of the Saint Ancestor and went through trials and tribulations. He thought he had caught up with him by a lot, but now he sees that Han Xuanji's improvement is even greater than his.
Sure enough, everyone was working hard, and even though they had already reached that level of strength, Han Xuanji still didn't slack off at all.
"As expected of someone who can beat me."
Ying Yuan a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and stopped looking at the scene on the battlefield.
Instead of being shocked and envious here, you should use every spare moment to improve yourself, even if it's just taking a small step forward.
Ying Jiutian stood not far away, taking in Ying Yuan's reaction, feeling both gratified and complicated.
It was gratifying that the disciple was not defeated by the setback, but it was complicated that he suddenly felt somewhat discouraged, feeling that his disciple was having a hard time catching up with him.
However, seeing that Ying Yuan had already adjusted his mindset, he didn't say anything more, but silently turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
Chi Yuan stared at the one-sided battle on the screen, his face ashen.
He once regarded Han Xuanji as his rival, and even felt that the gap between them was not that big.
But now, he barely managed to secure the fifth seed from the Sacred Court after giving it his all, only to be eliminated in the qualifying rounds, while Han Xuanji effortlessly crushed the Golden Prince of the Eternal Empire.
What does the status of a disciple of the Saint Venerable mean at this Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet?
He suddenly remembered how he had mocked Han Xuanji back in the Ten Directions Immortal Hall. Now, looking back, he realized he had been nothing but a clown.
Is the gap between us really that big?
Chi Yuan lowered his head, his fingertips slightly cold.
His once unbreakable Dao heart began to crumble imperceptibly.
Even Han Xuanji himself was somewhat surprised on the battlefield.
"Am I that strong now?"
He was currently immersed in shock at himself; the power of the Unfettered Ultra Instinct Technique was even more terrifying than he had anticipated.
In that brief moment, he had pushed his body's reaction speed, power burst, and true essence circulation to an extremely high level.
The Great Heaven and Earth Finger, created by the Saint Emperor Taiqian, perfectly concentrates the power of this state into a single point and unleashes it.
When the two are combined, their power more than doubles.
If this had happened a hundred years ago during the selection battle, he absolutely could not have defeated Di Shengtian, who was using Emperor Technique, with a single finger.
Although the opponent was only Eternal True God, his strength after using his trump card was enough to Ying Yuan at the end. He was definitely a peerless genius who could cross major realms to fight against Eternal Sage.
It's just a pity I met him.
Even among Emperor Technique, there are differences in their levels of skill!
The Emperor Technique he used merely borrowed the power of his bloodline without grasping its essence, while he had already comprehended the core mysteries of the Immortal Saint Emperor's supreme inheritance and truly mastered this supreme method.
Han Xuanji immediately showed no mercy and decisively attacked while his opponent was severely injured.
In the blink of an eye.
Di Shengtian's Golden Divine Body quickly shattered inch by inch, with golden fragments scattering across the sky. He withdrew from his golden giant state, his face pale, and was finally teleported back to the high platform of the Eternal Empire.
The participants in the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet are all top talents cultivated by various forces, so there is no room for error.
Despite the apparent crushing defeat, Di Shengtian did not actually suffer serious injuries; the blow was more psychological.
Although his Golden Bloodline granted him an inviolable Golden Will, this psychological trauma stemmed more from the depths of his own heart.
When he returned to the high platform of the Eternal Empire, he was still somewhat dazed.
He stood there for a moment, stunned, before slowly coming to his senses.
He never imagined that he, as the Golden Imperial Scion and the hope of the Eternal Empire, would suffer such a complete defeat.
He originally thought that with the Golden Emperor Technique, even if he couldn't win, he could at least put up a 50/50 fight and save some face for the empire.
But in reality, he was beaten to a pulp before he could even force Han Xuanji to use her full strength.
He has utterly disgraced the Golden Emperor Bloodline Lineage and the glory of the Eternal Empire.
He almost dared not look up into the eyes of his clansmen, whose gazes must have been filled with disappointment and contempt.
However, when he finally mustered the courage to raise his head, he saw pairs of eyes filled with heartache.
The emperor of the Golden Lineage, his uncle, stood up from his seat and waved to him.
Di Shengtian staggered over, lowered his head before his uncle, his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.
The Golden Emperor placed his hand on his shoulder, the pressure light, yet his tone steady and gentle:
"I've seen all your efforts. Don't blame yourself. The reputation of the Golden Lineage will not be tarnished by this setback."
Losing once isn't scary; what's scary is not being able to get back up after losing.
Of course, there was something else he didn't say.
Even if you manage to stand up, it doesn't mean you can catch up; most likely, you'll still be beaten down in the end.