"This is a true prodigy! Her Divine Ability as vast as the sea, Principle as numerous as the forest. Fairy Linglong is truly the pride of our Hongmeng Dao Palace!"
"To unleash dozens of Divine Ability simultaneously—what level of understanding of the Principle must one possess to achieve that? We might not even be as proficient in just one of them, yet she simultaneously wields so many Great Dao Divine Ability!"
" The Hongmeng Dao Palace is poised for a sixth consecutive championship! The Sacred Court set a record of five consecutive championships back then, and now the Hongmeng Dao Palace is about to break that record. This is an unprecedented event!"
Li Linglong's victory in this battle was even more impressive than Han Xuanji's.
Although the match between Han Xuanji and Di Shengtian was also a crushing defeat, laymen only see the spectacle, while experts see the intricacies. Most people simply couldn't see the ultimate freedom and the principle of the unity of heaven and earth contained in that single finger.
Even Han Xuanji's master couldn't see it, let alone them.
Only beings like the Immeasurable Saint Emperor could discern some of the Xuanji, and their mood improved somewhat.
Li Linglong, however, was different. She used nine Divine Ability to break through Young Shang Jun's defenses, and then unleashed countless other Divine Ability to crush him. The whole process was smooth and dazzling, and anyone could see how she won.
As a result, the discussions in the room almost unanimously sided with her.
The entire area above and below the Hongmeng Dao Palace was filled with jubilation. The cultivators were all beaming with pride, as if the championship was already theirs.
The Saint King Xiaoyao Li Xiaoyao remained as languid and casual as ever, but upon hearing these remarks, he glanced slightly at Han Xuanji before whispering to Li Linglong:
We must not be careless.
Li Linglong nodded slightly and replied softly, "This disciple understands."
Her tone was calm, showing no pride despite the praise she received, but she was also more nervous than when her master reminded her.
This is her confidence; after all, since she began cultivating, she has never lost to anyone of the same age or level.
The following battles were all fierce and intense.
In his battle against the second seed of the Eternal Sword Pavilion, Wan Zhu displayed a bizarre and unpredictable method. His opponent's Sword Force was clearly fierce and unparalleled, yet it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea before him. In the end, he relied on a momentary opening revealed by his opponent to defy the odds and win.
The duel between Hui Feng and the second seed of the Eternal Divine Hall was equally exciting. Graywind withstood the opponent's full-force attack with his Eternal Indestructible Physique, then seized the weapon with one palm and defeated the enemy with another, advancing cleanly and decisively. The strength he displayed was even more impressive than that of Young Shang Jun, the first seed of the Eternal Chamber of Commerce.
The other two favorites to win the championship, Chen Xin and Feng Chenxin, also defeated their respective opponents, and the eight quarter-final spots were finalized.
On the screen of light, eight names shone brightly.
[ Han Xuanji, Cang, Ying Yuan, Li Linglong, Wan Zhu, Hui Feng, Chen Xin, Feng Chenxin ]
Of the eight, five were top seeds from supreme forces, seven were from supreme forces, and only Wan Zhu was a dark horse who emerged from a non-supreme force.
Among them, none of the geniuses from the three supreme powers of the Eternal Empire, the Great Brahma Ancestral Pavilion, and the Myriad Ages Divine Palace made it into the top eight.
It's not that their prodigies aren't powerful, but rather that they're incredibly unlucky.
The number one seed of the Eternal Empire drew Han Xuanji, the number one seed of the Myriad Ages Divine Palace drew Feng Chenxin and lost, and the number one seed of the Great Brahma Ancestral Pavilion drew Chen Xin and lost.
In terms of strength, these people were not bad either, at least not inferior to Ying Yuan, but a loss is a loss.
The lucky ones Ying Yuan, Wan Zhu, and Hui Feng, advanced to the next round.
Han Xuanji didn't think these people relied entirely on luck, after all, the opponents they faced were not weak either.
It can only be said that luck is also a part of ability.
"However, there is indeed some explanation for where one's destiny lies."
He remembered that Wan Zhu was favored by Tianming and Hui Feng was a chosen one, so it was entirely understandable that they had good luck in the divination.
"I never expected that someone from the Myriad Gods Sect could reach this level."
Looking at Wan Zhu's name, Mo Chenxiao sighed:
"The last time a cultivator from a non-supreme force made it into the top eight was many years ago."
"It seems like there's nothing wrong."
Han Xuanji looked at the information about Wan Zhu that the Sacred Court had collected and pondered inwardly.
The intelligence report was detailed in every aspect: Wan Zhu was born in a small city under the jurisdiction of the Myriad Gods Sect. He showed exceptional talent in his youth and was appreciated by the sect leader of the Myriad Gods Sect. He not only became a disciple of the sect leader but also married his senior sister. He has had a smooth and successful life.
On the surface, it's a resume that's flawless, but it's precisely because it went so smoothly that it's puzzling.
A cultivator from a small town, with no special background, managed to fight his way through the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet and stand on equal footing with the top geniuses of the nine supreme forces. His strength and luck are simply too heaven-defying.
Of course, Han Xuanji knew the other party's background.
He tentatively asked Mo Chenxiao, "Master, is it possible that Wan Zhu is the reincarnation of a powerful being?"
Mo Chenxiao pondered for a moment, then quickly denied it:
"It's unlikely. Although the reincarnation of a powerful being is a secret, it's not difficult for cultivators like us who practice the Dao of Fate to detect it."
Just like you, I can be certain that you cannot be the reincarnation of a powerful being, because we are extremely sensitive to cause and effect.
Although the Myriad Gods Sect does not have a cultivator of the Dao of Fate as powerful as your grandmaster, it is not difficult to find Holy Lord of the same level as me.
"Furthermore, your grandmaster also secretly examined this person and found nothing wrong with him."
Han Xuanji nodded, then asked a question that seemed to be casually unrelated:
"What if this person's previous life was that of a powerful Saint King, whose strength surpassed even that of our Grandmaster?"
Mo Chenxiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed in an annoyed tone:
"Then what's the point of such a powerful being reincarnating? Just to attend the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet? What's the point? The reward? The title? What you're saying is as absurd as an emperor giving up his throne to become a beggar."
You dare to criticize others? Do you think your experiences are reasonable in other people's eyes? Or are you some reincarnation of an unparalleled powerhouse?
"Haha, Master is joking."
Han Xuanji laughed too. How could he possibly be a reincarnation of a powerful being?
However, this logic doesn't hold water.
"Candle" is Primordial Eternal Deity, whose power rivals or even surpasses that of Saint King. What benefits would reincarnation bring him?
Unless there are some secrets he is not yet aware of.
He didn't press further, but simply kept the question to himself.
Wan Zhu's identity may not be the main point, but the strength he displayed in the quarterfinals should not be underestimated.
But who isn't a little bit cheated at some point?
He withdrew his gaze and refocused his attention on the upcoming quarterfinals.
There will be a rest period after the round of 16 matches are completed.
The timeframe is neither long nor short, it will be about half a month.
During this time, you can study your opponents or improve yourself as much as possible.
Time passed.
This day marked the start of the quarterfinals of the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet.
The draw for the quarterfinals was personally conducted by the Immeasurable Saint Emperor.
Tens of thousands of eyes on the nine high platforms turned to the light screen, where two names slowly appeared and then froze.
[ Han Xuanji, Chen Xin ]
The atmosphere in the dojo changed immediately after the draw results were announced.
Countless gazes swept back and forth between the two high platforms of the Sacred Court and the Eternal Sword Pavilion, and discussions rose like a tide.