"Puchi!"
"Puchi!"
"Puchi!"
"..."
The sound of blades slicing into flesh rang out across the square without cease.
As the sounds rang out, streaks of blood appeared across the bodies of the many chosen at that instant, leaving them looking like rag dolls.
"Clang!"
As the final sword cry faded, the sword light slowly dissipated.
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
"..."
As the sword light vanished, the chosen all collapsed together.
A glance showed that, just like Li Chuan before them, they were all covered in sword wounds, their flesh mangled and bloody.
They could only be seen breathing out, not in. Their signs of life were like candles flickering in the wind.
After a moment of silence, the disciples of the Ziwei Holy Land in the sky and on the distant ground erupted into fervent cheers once more.
"His Divine Son Highness is invincible! His Divine Son Highness defeated all beings with one sword strike!"
"His Divine Son Highness is mighty! His Divine Son Highness is a banished immortal descended to the mortal world!"
"Get up and keep acting arrogant! You can't act arrogant or shout anymore, can you? Before the divine son, you're all trash!"
"..."
So many chosen from various factions, all capable of fighting above their realms, had actually been defeated by their divine son, Ji Zining, with a single sword strike, without any chance to fight back!
For such a monstrous genius to be in their Ziwei Holy Land was truly their Ziwei Holy Land's blessing!
Seeing this, the envoys from the various factions who had been blocked by Hua Qianyan hurried forward to check on their chosen.
To their relief, although their chosen were gravely injured and looked as though they had little time left, their foundations had not actually been harmed.
They only needed to take some medicinal pills to heal their injuries and then recuperate for a few months to make a full recovery.
But even as the envoys breathed a sigh of relief, they could not help sighing again.
Their injuries could be healed easily, but their shattered Dao hearts would not recover so readily.
If the matter was handled poorly, their chosen would truly be ruined from then on.
After feeding their chosen each a pill to keep them alive, the envoys looked gravely at Ji Zining, who stood with sword in hand.
This divine son of the Ziwei Holy Land, whose cultivation was only at the Peak Nascent Soul Realm,
had first defeated Li Chuan, a personal disciple of the Heavenly God Ancient Sect, with a single breath of turbid Qi,
and then defeated every Spirit Transformation Realm chosen who had come here with a single sword strike!
They were simply not opponents on the same level!
Incredible as it was, that was the truth!
This Peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivator's combat strength had already surpassed the bounds of the Spirit Transformation Realm!
Ji Zining already possessed the strength of the Saint Manifestation Realm!
To possess the strength of the Saint Manifestation Realm, the peak of the human path, while at the Peak Nascent Soul Realm was terrifying even to think about!
And the divine ability just now had actually been the Saint Rank High Grade Sword Slashes the Eight Desolations. To have learned it at such an age, such talent and comprehension...
The envoys could not help exchanging glances, the gravity in their eyes impossible to conceal.
They were no longer confident. Even if they personally stepped forward, they would very likely be defeated.
For them, at the Peak Great Saint Realm and the Saint King Realm, to lose to someone at the Peak Nascent Soul Realm...
They did not even dare imagine such a thing!
But at the thought of the task their sects had given them, the envoys all gritted their teeth.
Now, they could only step forward themselves!
Ji Yan stood beside the tall young man, having stopped shaking his head. The anger in his eyes had also vanished without a trace.
He had never imagined that someone at the Peak Nascent Soul Realm could be this strong!
He knew that this time, he was probably going to meet his end in the Ziwei Holy Land!
The thought of it reminded Ji Yan how the whole affair had begun.
Suddenly, Ji Yan turned his gaze and stared fixedly at the tall young man sitting motionless on the ground.
This was all the fault of that wretch who had dragged his uncle into trouble!
A hint of killing intent flickered in his eyes.
At this moment, terror had taken hold of the tall young man's entire being.
He had actually wanted to defile such a monstrous genius!
And now, that monstrous genius was about to pass a death sentence on him!
The tall young man was filled with regret. Why had he offended Ji Zining, staring at her with that wicked look in his eyes?
Even after looking, he had refused to repent or admit his mistake.
Although he was blind, he knew exactly what had just happened.
His eyes were blind, but his soul was not.
But the tall young man knew it was too late for regrets. Today, he was going to die!
As though sensing something, the tall young man raised his head, a bewildered look on his face.
"Uncle..."
The next instant, the tall young man's expression changed drastically, and power surged around him as he prepared to resist.
Unfortunately, all his resistance was in vain.
"Bang!"
A great hand carrying terrifying power descended, smashing the tall young man directly into a paste of flesh.
The thunderous sound drew the attention of everyone in the square. When they looked over, surprise appeared on every face.
The one who had smashed the tall young man into a paste of flesh was actually his uncle, Ji Yan!
Wasn't this fellow usually devoted to his nephew? He had practically let his nephew call him father.
How could he bring himself to kill his nephew now?
Ji Zining held the Void-Soaring Sword in her hand and could not help raising an eyebrow at the sight.
"Well, what's this? I didn't even kill him, but look at you, doing it yourself?"
"Thud!"
The answer to Ji Zining was the sound of knees hitting the ground.
Ji Yan fell heavily to his knees, his face full of remorse.
"Your Divine Son Highness, this was entirely my nephew's fault. Now that he's dead, could you please spare me?"
"Once I get back, I'll make preparations and come to your door again to make amends and apologize. I don't want to die yet!"
With that, he slammed his forehead toward the ground.
That was right-slammed!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Three thunderous sounds rang out as Ji Yan kowtowed three times in succession.
By the time Ji Yan raised his head, a huge crater had appeared in the square.
One had to know that this square was covered by a formation.
Even Ji Zining's overwhelmingly powerful sword light had been unable to leave a single mark on it just now.
Ji Yan had left a crater by kowtowing, so one could imagine how much force he had used.
As for Ji Yan, the dignified Saint King Realm expert's head was covered in blood.
But Ji Yan paid it no mind. So long as he could stay alive, nothing else mattered!
Raising his head, Ji Yan cried sorrowfully,
"Your Divine Son Highness, please spare my life!"
With that, he slammed his bloody head toward the ground once more.
The envoys from the many factions all fell silent at the sight.
They felt no schadenfreude now, only the sorrow of a fox at the death of a rabbit.
They had no doubt that if they had been the bird that stuck its head out, their fate would have been little better than his, and perhaps even worse!
After all, Ji Yan came from the Wuji Divine Sect, one of the four great factions on the same level as the Ziwei Holy Land!
Even an envoy of the Wuji Divine Sect was treated this way. Most of the factions behind them were not on the level of the four great factions, so their fate would only be worse!
The Ziwei Holy Land's newly appointed divine son truly had formidable methods!
She had clearly done nothing to Ji Yan, yet she had made him kill his own nephew and then kneel and beg for mercy.
The disciples of the Ziwei Holy Land now wore expressions of shock.
The one kowtowing was a Saint King Realm expert, wasn't he?
A dignified Saint King Realm expert was actually kowtowing to their Divine Son Highness and admitting his mistake?
Had something they didn't know about happened here before they arrived?
Ji Zining paid no attention to Ji Yan's kowtowing. He knew to admit his mistake now, but what had he been doing earlier?
She shifted her gaze to the envoys of the many factions and spoke indifferently.
"Are you next?"
"Clang!"
As she spoke, the Void-Soaring Sword gave a clear cry, as though excited!