boom!
A violent sound erupted on the battlefield, and a blinding golden light exploded in an instant. Many students with relatively weak strength even clutched their heads in pain, blood flowing from their ears.
But that's not the most alarming part.
What was most terrifying was the figure that flew backwards through the air!
The original Baiyi was now tattered and weak, with a terrible wound on his chest that almost went through his body. The old dean who had been standing in front of them just moments before was now barely clinging to life!
"Godfather!!"
Bai Wushang's expression changed instantly. Ignoring everything else, he rushed forward without hesitation, protecting Bai Wuya with his own body and taking the brunt of the impact.
"Godfather!"
The old dean has lost.
Bai Wushang even disregarded the rules he always stubbornly followed, no longer addressing the dean as "godfather" but instead calling him "godfather" as he had only done in his childhood.
At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the old dean with a panicked expression as his breath grew weaker and weaker. With trembling hands, he stuffed the healing pills into the old dean's mouth.
Having landed a successful blow, the Nine Luminaries Ancestor slowly withdrew his hand and stood in mid-air, looking at the nearly dying old dean with a disdainful smile on his lips.
" Bai Wuya, I told you long ago, you are not yet capable of saving the Primordial Holy Heaven, much less a match for me!"
The students of the Primordial Holy Heaven were almost all stunned. No one wanted to believe the ending, no one wanted to believe their own eyes.
A sense of despair permeated everyone's hearts, and the atmosphere was so silent that not a single person uttered a word.
Having come this far, what else could they possibly say?
The defeat is now inevitable.
The six Half-Saint of the Primordial Slaying Alliance have not yet made a move, and their Saint Realm still has the power to fight again.
On the other hand, their own Saint Realm was almost entirely wiped out, and the Half-Saint with combat power was only half that of the Primordial Slaying Alliance.
The outcome was already known almost without even fighting.
For a moment, everyone bit their lips until they bled, their faces filled with despair and dejection.
In contrast, there was the Primordial Slaying Alliance.
When the entire Primordial Slaying Alliance saw that the Nine Luminaries Ancestor had won and the Old Dean had been defeated, everyone cheered and jumped for joy.
"They won! The winner is Nine Luminaries Ancestor, the Primordial Holy Heaven has been defeated!"
"Hahaha, my Primordial Slaying Alliance has won!"
"You worthless trash from the Primordial Holy Heaven, why don't you surrender and die!"
Countless people cheered and waved flags, making it a truly triumphant moment. Looking at the students and masters of the Primordial Holy Heaven opposite them, their faces were filled with pride.
So what if he's a prodigy?
So what if it's Holy Heaven?
We still lost to them!
Oh!
At this moment, the hearts of the Baiyue Cult Leader and others finally settled down completely.
Under normal circumstances, the Nine Luminaries Ancestor would be no match for the old dean, but the old dean is now so weak that he is no longer as powerful as he once was.
The last trace of anxiety and tension on the face of the Baiyue Cult Leader vanished when he saw the old dean's life hanging by a thread.
This time, Bai Wuya was beaten like this right in front of them.
There is absolutely no possibility of any fraud or deception.
He smiled confidently, looking at Lin Xuan and mouthing, "I gave you a chance."
Lin Xuan glanced at the other person casually and ignored them completely.
He took a step straight out and came to Bai Wushang, who was also the old dean.
This step caught the attention of the Nine Luminaries Ancestor.
The Nine Luminaries Ancestor's eyes widened as he scrutinized Lin Xuan, and he slowly spoke, "You are... Lin Xuan?"
Clearly, the Nine Luminaries Ancestor had heard of this peerless genius from the Primordial Holy Heaven.
However, Lin Xuan did not reply, but simply looked at him quietly.
The Nine Luminaries Ancestor didn't care whether Lin Xuan replied or not; he suddenly asked.
" Lin Xuan, the position of Holy Son of our Nine Luminaries Saint Sect is currently vacant. Are you willing to come to our Nine Luminaries Saint Sect? If you are willing, this position of Holy Son will belong to you!"
It must be said that although the Nine Luminaries Ancestor had only heard of Lin Xuan's talent, what he had heard was enough to tempt him.
Moreover, he was confident that he was a Saint Realm and that he was willing to recruit Lin Xuan; there was no way Lin Xuan would refuse.
The demise of the Primordial Holy Heaven is a fact.
If Lin Xuan had any sense at all, he would know that accepting his offer was the most appropriate course of action.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xuan smiled.
He neither agreed nor disagreed; he simply said one sentence.
"If you can defeat me, I will join your Nine Luminaries Saint Sect and become your Holy Son."
These words shocked everyone present.
Almost everyone looked even more astonished than when they discovered Bai Wuya was still alive.
Especially those from the Primordial Slaying Alliance, including Zhang Yu, were initially indignant about Lin Xuan's good fortune. He had thought Lin Xuan would die today, but unexpectedly, a Saint Realm expert spoke up on the spot, willing to take Lin Xuan as his Holy Son!
It was assumed that Lin Xuan would join the Nine Luminaries Saint Sect, but...
He used almost all his strength to control himself and not laugh out loud.
ha!
Did Lin Xuan really know what he was saying?
Do you know who he's talking to?
That's Saint Realm patriarch from one of the three great Xuan Sects of the Desolate Domain!
He's just a cultivator who recently broke through to the Thearch Realm, yet he dares to utter such arrogant words, relying on his limited talent!
That's incredibly stupid!
He has completely ruined his only chance of survival; he's gone mad.
Almost everyone thought that Lin Xuan must have gone mad.
Even the people of the Primordial Holy Heaven thought so, staring blankly at Lin Xuan, completely unable to understand why he would say such a thing. Lin Yuechan was so anxious that tears were about to fall, but due to her cultivation level, she dared not say anything more, for fear of distracting Lin Xuan.
Even the Nine Luminaries Ancestor was taken aback. Looking at the white-robed youth not far in front of him, he could tell from the youth's eyes that Lin Xuan was not joking.
This made the Nine Luminaries Ancestor frown, feeling both amused and somewhat disappointed.
beat?
A mere Thearch Realm cultivator, let alone the Thearch Realm First Layer, even a ninth-level Ancient Emperor would be nothing more than a clay chicken or a tile dog in his presence, unable to withstand even a single move.
He had actually valued Lin Xuan's talent, but he never expected that Lin Xuan would be mentally challenged.
Thinking about it, Nine Luminaries Ancestor couldn't help but shake his head.
"What a waste of your talent."
"Fine, since you're so determined to die, then I'll grant your wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed a palm strike, the massive palm of Spiritual Power pressing down on the heads of the group with unparalleled force.
He'd had enough of this show.
It's time to end this.
The old dean, his face deathly pale, took a deep breath, trying desperately to withstand the blow, but before he could get up, Lin Xuan stopped him.
Lin Xuan stood in front of him, staring directly at the giant palm of Spiritual Power that seemed capable of obscuring the entire sky, and spoke calmly.
"Leave the rest to me."