The kneeling of Wu Huan and Wu Lie brought a moment of silence to the scene.
As is widely known.
In the Holy Spirit, he is most often referred to as the Young Lord.
Only those formally chosen as heirs by the patriarch can be called the Holy Son.
It's obvious.
The fact that Wu Huan and Wu Lie acted in this way meant that they had completely surrendered and were withdrawing from the battle for the title of Demon Saint!
They acknowledged that from now on, Wu Liang would be the sole young master and the only holy son of the Chongming Bird Clan!
Upon hearing this, Wu Liang was immediately stunned.
He never imagined that the situation would change so drastically in such a short time.
This reversal... was never something he had anticipated.
Just a moment ago, he was the third young master, whom no one believed in and who was even ridiculed.
Now, however, he has suddenly become the almost certain future heir of the Chongming Bird Clan?
This kind of transformation is happening far too fast.
All of this was simply because the Pavilion Master drew his One Sword.
Having become the heir whom he had been vying for all along, Wu Liang suddenly felt no emotion.
He couldn't help but look in Lin Xuan's direction, feeling deeply moved.
For cultivators, two or three years is like fleeting clouds, just a moment in an instant.
What exactly did the Pavilion Master encounter during this time, and what opportunities did he seize? His strength is truly terrifying.
But when he looked over, he couldn't help but pause in surprise.
etc.
Where is the Pavilion Master?
at the same time.
It is more than 3,000 miles away from the Vast Sea Secret Realm.
Profound Heaven Holy Son Yuan Ying is fleeing frantically.
After Lin Xuan killed the elder who was protecting him, he knew it was all over.
I've messed with someone I can't afford to offend!
Lin Xuan's strength was far beyond his ability to challenge.
escape!
The only option is to escape!
Even Saint Realm expert couldn't defeat him, so no matter what he did, it would be useless.
At this moment, whenever Yuan Ying recalled that scene, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.
fear!
That's terrifying!
When Lin Xuan's One Sword struck, he even sensed the approach of death, so he didn't hesitate to use Secret Technique to escape.
But that's far from enough.
Even though she had escaped to such a great distance, Yuan Ying still felt that the other party would catch up at any moment.
Mie Xuan...
Mie Xuan!
He murmured the name, feeling a fire burning in his chest.
It almost burned him to the ground.
Yuan Ying was completely devastated.
Where on earth did this monster, Mie Xuan, come from!?
With such a prodigy already existing, why would we need to produce another one like Mie Xuan?
Where on earth did this monster come from?
In particular, all the elders died at the hands of the other side...
I can't think about it!
The thought filled him with almost extreme terror.
Yuan Ying dared not linger even a moment longer.
Even though his inner strength was almost completely depleted, he desperately swallowed pills and dared not stop to rest.
He had a strong premonition.
If I don't run faster, I'll definitely... I'll definitely die here!
Just as Yuan Ying was thinking this, he suddenly heard a very familiar, indifferent voice, devoid of any emotion, ring out in front of him.
"Where are you going to run off to?"
As soon as Yuan Ying looked up, she saw the familiar yet chilling white-clad man standing in the void not far in front of her, holding a sword and looking at her coldly.
At that moment, Yuan Ying's heart almost stopped beating.
It was truly heartbreaking.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
Yuan Ying uttered a question with difficulty. The unwillingness and fear of being on the verge of death gathered in his heart. Feeling the extremely powerful sense of oppression and the tangible killing intent of the other party, he felt extremely grief and indignation.
He didn't understand.
What exactly did I do?
Why would we attract such a terrifying and powerful enemy?
What deep-seated hatred could exist between Mie Xuan and himself that would drive him to travel thousands of miles to hunt him down?
Yuan Ying simply couldn't understand it.
In particular, this murderous intent almost suffocated him.
He was born in the Profound Heaven Holy Land and was of noble status. No one had ever shown him such intense killing intent before.
But faced with his question, Lin Xuan simply looked directly at him calmly and spoke softly.
You are not worthy to know.
Since the other party had released the news that they would kill Lin Yu, who was his elder brother, in three years, it wasn't hard for him to guess how much suffering his elder brother had endured in the Profound Heaven Holy Land over the years.
Lin Xuan is not yet prepared to completely overthrow the Profound Heaven Holy Land and demand people from it.
However, he can still manage to kill one of his holy sons and collect some interest!
Three years later, at the Profound Heaven Holy Land...
They will surely perish!
In the slightly gloomy sky, Yuan Ying's pupils suddenly widened, staring intently at Lin Xuan.
What came into his view, besides the white-clad figure, was a sword shadow that suddenly magnified.
The Sword-Ray as a blade, slashing towards Yuan Ying's head.
Yuan Ying was momentarily stunned. Only when the Sword-Ray was almost upon her did she snap out of her daze and, in her panic, let out a roar.
"Holy Lord, save me!!!"
As he shouted, a jade pendant on his chest shattered instantly.
At the same time, the void between the two was suddenly torn apart, and above the dim clouds, the imposing figure of an old man appeared, his brows furrowed and eyes blazing with anger, as he roared.
"You dare, you brat!"
"You dare to harm the Holy Son of my Profound Heaven Holy Land? I guarantee you will have no place to stand in the Eastern Continent! We will fight to the death, heaven and earth!"
Having said that, he reached out his hand, intending to crush the sword light that was slashing towards Yuan Ying.
But Lin Xuan let out a cold laugh.
"So noisy!"
What do you mean by a fight to the death? He's afraid of that?
He coldly raised his eyes, looked at the phantom, raised his long sword, and slammed One Sword down!
Although this is not the true form of the Holy Lord of the Profound Heaven Holy Land, but merely a phantom, it is still, in any case, a projection of a Great Saint.
One Sword strike rang out.
Even with Lin Xuan using all his strength, his illusory image still couldn't hold on and was directly severed and shattered.
The One Sword that originally belonged to Yuan Ying Yuan Ying straight into her body.
The violent Sword-Ray pierced through Yuan Ying's Dantian without leaving any room for escape.
A large amount of Spiritual Power poured out from his body.
Realizing what had happened, Yuan Ying was stunned and tried in terror to cover her Dantian, but all her efforts were in vain.
He screamed in despair.
"No!"
"No!"
"My cultivation, my Spiritual Power, no!!"
Lin Xuan coldly watched as his opponent was crippled, his body disappearing into the void before him.
From afar in the sky came the furious roar of the Holy Lord of the Profound Heaven Holy Land.
"Ignorant brat! You ruined holy son of the Profound Heaven Holy Land, no matter who you are, I will kill you, whether in heaven or on earth!"
He stood there with his sword in hand, his gaze icy cold.
Lin Xuan held his sword in the void, his gaze icy cold.
Kill him?
Oh...
Three years from now, it's still uncertain who will kill whom!