The person who stepped onto the stage was none other than Lin Xuan.
How could he, as the master, possibly stand by and watch his disciple die?
Moreover, this prodigy from the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven, having failed in his first attack, actually wanted to press his advantage and deliver a fatal blow.
That's incredibly disrespectful of him!
Without hesitation, he leaped forward, stopped Duan Nianwei, quickly stuffed a pill into her mouth, and without caring about anything else, raised his hand and flung Mo Yao, who was about to launch a second attack, away.
Those usually gentle eyes were now filled with an unspeakable rage.
This dramatic turn of events on the arena alarmed not only him, but everyone else in the Primordial Holy Heaven.
No one expected that the geniuses of the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven would go to such an extreme!
He actually wanted to kill Duan Nianwei!
You must understand, with the talent Duan Nianwei is currently displaying, if she were to truly perish on the arena, it would be more than enough for them to fight their opponents to the death!
The pride of the heavens is the foundation of the Holy Heaven.
If Duan Nianwei dies here, then the loss to the Primordial Holy Heaven will be too great!
Many of the holy masters were enraged, including Bai Wuya, who had remained calm and composed. His face darkened as he roared angrily at the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven.
What are you trying to do?!
Why go to such lengths to kill?
"Could it be that the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven intends to break the long-standing, unwritten rules of the Ten Great Ecosystems?"
"Give me an explanation!"
At that very moment, several holy masters from the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven also made their move.
One of them leaped down and caught Mo Yao, who had been knocked away by Lin Xuan. Instead of answering the questions from the other holy masters of the Primordial Holy Heaven, he questioned Lin Xuan on the arena in an unfriendly and aggressive tone.
"Today I have truly witnessed the power of the Primordial Holy Heaven!"
"You, a Saint Master, dare to openly step onto the arena to deal with matters between students? I think your Primordial Holy Heaven is deliberately breaking the rules of the Ten Institutes Grand Competition!"
Behind him, Mo Yao steadied himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his stubbornness still lingering in his eyes, replaced by regret.
What he regretted was certainly not that he had actually considered killing someone.
But he actually failed to kill Duan Nianwei!
Feeling Duan Nianwei's breathing, which was still weak but gradually becoming steady, Lin Xuan breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He brought the person down and handed him to Qu Youmeng behind him. His cold eyes swept over the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven, and the gentleness on his face had long since disappeared, leaving only a storm that was slowly brewing.
He spoke in a cold voice.
"My disciple has already admitted defeat. You Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven... have gone too far!"
Mo Yao acted too quickly.
When he realized that Duan Nianwei was about to concede, he immediately made his move, wanting to seal the deal and end everything before the tournament ended.
However, Duan Nianwei endured that blow, and thus successfully uttered the words of surrender.
Otherwise, if the formation at the edge of the arena doesn't dissipate, no one except the referees and elders can pass freely. Even Lin Xuan would have to break through the formation with One Sword strike to force his way through.
But by then, it will be too late.
Fortunately, Duan Nianwei was clever. Even though she was in so much pain that she almost fainted, she still gritted her teeth and spat out the word "defeat".
The Holy Master of the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven choked up, knowing in his heart that the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven was in the wrong.
At the same time, he was also a little annoyed.
Mo Yao wasn't quick enough to act!
If we had acted faster, there wouldn't have been so much trouble.
But he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he retorted with a sneer, "In the blink of an eye, who can hear what their opponent is muttering? We, the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven, are here to compete, not to listen to your Primordial Holy Heaven's whispers."
"Besides, the rules of this Ten Institutes Grand Competition don't explicitly forbid killing. Even if someone dies, it's only because your disciple was too weak!"
" The Eastern Continent is a dog-eat-dog world! The Holy Heaven is no exception!"
These words made everyone in the Primordial Holy Heaven grit their teeth.
But everyone knew the truth in their hearts.
The rule against using lethal force was merely a tacit agreement in the Ten Institutes Grand Competition, not a strict, unwritten rule.
Over the years, even without being explicitly stated, everyone in the Ten Great Saint Heavens knows the truth and would never kill someone in this situation.
Even the Golden Feather Holy Heaven has never done this!
Doing that would be tantamount to openly tearing off relations, creating a feud that's irreconcilable!
And now, the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven...
Isn't the opponent just relying on their superior strength? Even if they kill people from the Primordial Holy Heaven here, the Primordial Holy Heaven can't do anything about it, right?
You should know...
What is in the Primordial Holy Heaven now?
The dean, nearing the end of his life, though the previous rumors of his demise seem to be false, probably wouldn't live much longer?
A group of courtyard owners with no real background?
Some left, some scattered, some died, and none of the holy masters have yet been able to recover their strength and numbers?
They have nothing!
Many of the Holy Masters of the Primordial Holy Heaven, looking at the faces of the other side that were mocking and indifferent to them, felt a fire burning fiercely in their hearts, making their anger almost burst apart, and making them feel humiliated and powerless.
At that moment, they were in extreme distress.
Qu Youmeng stood behind Lin Xuan, gently stroking Duan Nianwei's shattered hand bones. She took out healing pills from her Storage Bag and put them into Duan Nianwei's mouth. Then she took out a cloak and covered Duan Nianwei's almost tattered clothes.
Then, she raised her head and looked at Mo Yao not far away.
The coldness in his gaze was evident.
In Qu Youmeng's heart, although she hadn't spent much time with Duan Nianwei, Duan Nianwei was still her junior sister and a disciple of their Sword Pavilion.
But now, her junior sister has been beaten up like this.
If it weren't for the life-saving jade token bestowed upon them by their master beforehand, their Sword Pavilion would probably have already suffered casualties!
Anger ignited in an instant.
Mo Yao also looked over, his gaze meeting Qu Youmeng's immediately. He burst out laughing, his voice full of mockery.
"What? You want revenge?"
"Laugh..."
"There are plenty of people looking for revenge against me, one more won't make a difference."
"However, you'd better pray that I run into you next. I never show mercy to those who seek revenge... Besides, I might fail once, but I won't fail twice."
He smiled sinisterly, the provocation evident in his expression.
Qu Youmeng merely chuckled coldly twice, without uttering a single word.
It's pointless to say anything now; a loss is a loss. Even if you make threats now, others will only see it as incompetent barking.
In particular, she has never been one to use words to prove anything.
She had only one thought.
She wants him dead!
No, it's worse than death!