As he uttered each word, the students of the Primordial Holy Heaven who heard his arrogant words all showed expressions of humiliation and anger, clenching their fists tightly and staring intently at the flying boat above them.
"Damn it! How dare they humiliate us like this!" Wenren Nian, one of the Ten Saints, took a deep breath, his eyes filled with disgust for the person speaking in the flying boat above him, but he did not make a move.
Every one of the Ten Saints present was forcibly suppressing the resentment and anger surging in their chests.
They knew full well that someone of this caliber, who could descend so ostentatiously, unafraid of the vice-dean of the Primordial Holy Heaven or the Holy Masters, was definitely not someone they could defeat.
If you rashly step forward to provoke them, you will only lose your life for no reason.
The person inside the flying boat chuckled a few times, their voices filled with disdain and contempt. After a few mocking laughs, a figure stepped out of the flying boat, floating in mid-air and looking down at everyone.
He had a head of jet-black hair that was particularly flamboyant, and his robes were all black, with a cold and indifferent look in his eyes.
The radiance of his robes revealed that he was not weak and was quite wealthy; both his clothes and boots exuded the brilliance of high-grade Law Treasure.
Its aura is sharp yet ethereal, subtly revealing an eerie quality.
The man curled his lips, clearly disdainful as he continued speaking.
"I am Han Ming, the Holy Son of the Primordial Slaying Alliance!"
"I have set up an arena here. All students of the Primordial Holy Heaven may step onto the stage to fight. If I am defeated within three days, then the Primordial Slaying Alliance will retreat. If no one can defeat me..."
"Heh heh, you piece of trash, along with those old fogies hiding in the Primordial Holy Heaven, get out of the Primordial Holy Heaven!"
"Oh right, I almost forgot. Tch, among you, apart from those old guys, I'm afraid none of you have yet reached the Thearch Realm, right? Tsk, trash is trash. Since that's the case, it saves you from making excuses everywhere. This Holy Son hereby promises to suppress my own realm to the same level as yours."
"Three days. You only have three days left. Enjoy your last days!"
After speaking, his voice gradually faded away, and the Holy Son Han Ming turned around and returned to the flying boat, not taking anyone seriously at all.
It's incredibly sarcastic!
Watching that departing figure, everyone felt an inexplicable anger rising within them.
"This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous! They've actually set up the arena right at the doorstep of our Primordial Holy Heaven!"
"Damn the Primordial Slaying Alliance!"
Some were indignant, while others knew perfectly well what Han Ming's intentions were.
The students of the Ten Saints had gloomy expressions, their eyes filled with unconcealed displeasure and caution.
"His decision to come to our territory and flex his muscles before the start of the war is probably aimed at demoralizing us."
"Indeed... but blocking our doorway like this is still far too arrogant!"
"Hmph, if the old dean were still alive, how dare the members of the Primordial Slaying Alliance humiliate us like this?"
After he said this, everyone else fell silent for a moment.
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with unspeakable sadness and regret.
yes...
If the old dean were still alive, even though his life force was fading, none of these monsters and scoundrels would dare to act so disrespectfully.
They probably don't even have time to react.
What do you mean by "the holy son of the First Alliance"?
The old dean has a temper; he doesn't care if you're a junior or not. Anyone who dares to act arrogantly at the gates of the Primordial Holy Heaven will be suppressed with a wave of his hand, no matter who they are!
But now...
The other side was clearly prepared.
well!
Another sigh.
The trainees exchanged glances, their eyes filled with sadness and regret.
But they also deeply understood that the dead cannot be brought back to life.
No matter how much we miss the old dean, he has already passed away, and there's nothing we can do about it.
Now, they must pull themselves together and face Han Ming, the Holy Son of the Primordial Slaying Alliance, on their own.
Speaking of this name...
Wenren Nian's brow twitched, and he slowly said, "I have heard of this Holy Son before, but there shouldn't be many rumors about him outside."
"How so?" Yan Tinghe, also one of the Ten Saints, raised an eyebrow slightly.
Now that such a formidable enemy is at hand, although she and Wenren Nian don't get along so well, they must put aside the past and face the crisis together.
Wenren Nian shook his head.
"I don't know much either."
"I only heard of his name once, when I was on the Demon Battlefield. His reputation only appeared briefly at that time."
"At that time, he slew many demons bearing Holy Mark, and his talent once caused a sensation among many Holy Heaven. But later, he suddenly disappeared without a trace..."
"Disappeared without a trace?" Yan Tinghe frowned. "Could it be that they were absorbed?"
"I don't know." Wenren Nian shook his head, his eyes filled with caution.
Although we don't know what Han Ming has gone through, it is an undeniable fact that he is now the Holy Son of the Primordial Slaying Alliance.
Moreover, his cultivation level is already at the Thearch Realm Second Layer Peak!
At such a young age, roughly the same generation as them, yet, they have already entered the Thearch Realm!
With such strength, not to mention in the Primordial Holy Heaven, even in any other Holy Heaven, he would be one of the top ten!
On the contrary, it was their Primordial Holy Heaven...
Let alone the other ordinary students.
Even among these so-called Ten Saints, not one was at the Thearch Realm.
Thinking of this, Wenren Nian felt a burning pain on his face.
In this respect alone, the Primordial Holy Heaven is no match for the Primordial Slaying Alliance. No wonder, in recent years, the Primordial Holy Heaven has always been at the bottom of the Ten Great Saint Heavens. Among the new students, there isn't even a single Thearch Realm. It's as if it's been cursed and is weak.
Being looked down upon by the Nine Great Holy Heaven is only to be expected...
Thinking of the strength and aura of that Holy Son Han Ming, even knowing that he would suppress his cultivation level to a level similar to theirs, the students of Primordial Holy Heaven still felt a heavy weight in their hearts.
Not only them, but also countless outsiders who learned of this matter believed that the Primordial Holy Heaven was doomed to defeat this time!
win?
What will we use to win?
Once you enter the Thearch Realm, it's a completely different level of strength.
Even though his cultivation level was suppressed, his experience and understanding of the Dao were not compressed.
How can they possibly win!?
Not to mention that the other party's talent must be extremely terrifying; otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become the Holy Son of the Primordial Slaying Alliance.
The fact that he has reached the Thearch Realm Second Layer Peak at such a young age further proves this point.
With his talent, even if he were to be suppressed to the same level, he would still be far superior to any student from the Primordial Holy Heaven.
certainly...
Where some are afraid to fight, others will naturally be filled with anger and ready to fight.
Especially after news of Han Ming spread throughout the entire Primordial Holy Heaven.
His provocative actions have aroused the anger of countless people.
"To challenge all the students of my Primordial Holy Heaven is far too arrogant!"
"Do you really think that the Primordial Holy Heaven has no one?"
"If his cultivation level were on par with the Primordial Ten Saints, the geniuses of my Primordial Holy Heaven might not necessarily be weaker than him!"
"That's right. Putting aside that monster Wan Renshan, Shentu Feng and Wenren Nian's talent is no less than his!"
"Sigh, if Dean Lin Xuan weren't of such high status, making it difficult to intervene, then such a being would be easily suppressed!"