Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, almost to its peak, and the confrontation between the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven and the Primordial Holy Heaven was about to erupt, a fierce aura suddenly burst forth!
His white beard and lack of eyebrows gave him an aged appearance, but his face and skin were remarkably smooth.
He strode out and stood between the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven and the Primordial Holy Heaven, suddenly letting out a sharp shout.
"Enough! Look at you all, do you even have the semblance of being teachers anymore?!"
"This is the Ten Institutes Grand Competition, a competition arena for students, not a battlefield! What are you doing! What are you trying to do!"
"Everyone, step back! If you wish to fight, do so after the competition ends and you leave Holy Heaven City! But if you continue to disrupt the competition, don't blame me for being ruthless and canceling your assigned spots!"
The aura of the Perfected Late Saint Realm expert erupted, overwhelming everyone and carrying a stern warning.
Many people's expressions turned serious, and even those who were indignant became more restrained.
after all...
This old man is the Saint Realm of the Holy Heaven City.
He was already on the verge of becoming Half-Step Great Saint, not only because of his formidable strength, but also because he had fought and battled with demons and Devil Race for a long time, guarding the Saint Heaven Realm Domain.
Both his abilities and his character are highly respectable.
Almost no one would refuse to give him face.
Even Saint Realm experts from other academies would never dare to offend this old man.
The allocation of quotas he mentioned forced both sides of the Holy Heaven to take it seriously.
What exactly is the purpose of the Ten Institutes Grand Competition?
It's certainly not just a simple test of the trainees' abilities.
More importantly, it determines the allocation of slots in the High Antiquity Holy Heaven Secret Realm.
This is also the issue that everyone values most.
As soon as the old man spoke, the expressions of the Holy Masters of the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven all changed drastically.
Although what the other party said involved both sides' Holy Heaven, they were not fools. They could clearly see that the old man was more targeting the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven.
Anyone with eyes can see that.
The Primordial Holy Heaven could at most be considered to be acting in self-defense.
Although Qu Youmeng's move was ruthless, she didn't actually kill Mo Yao. Moreover, Mo Yao reaped the consequences of her own actions, so it's hard to say that she was too cruel.
The biggest problem is the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven.
Now that the wording regarding quota allocation has been released, they cannot afford to be careless.
It's important to understand that the allocation of spots in the Ancient Sacred Heaven's secret realm is extremely important. Even if they were first, let alone third, they would never give up their spots.
No matter what, that concerns the very foundation of the Holy Heaven!
This is also why so many Holy Heaven are able to stand at the top and continuously cultivate geniuses.
This is something we absolutely cannot lose.
After much deliberation, the people from the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven took a deep breath, gritted their teeth, and glared fiercely at the Primordial Holy Heaven, speaking with almost venomous intent.
"Well, you're lucky!"
" Primordial Holy Heaven, just wait and see! We will settle this score with you sooner or later!"
As soon as they finished speaking, they turned around and left, returning to their seats.
The white-bearded, eyebrowless old man watched them leave quietly, but instead of immediately returning to his post, he looked towards the direction of the Primordial Holy Heaven and met Bai Wuya's gaze.
Looking at Bai Wuya's aged face, the old man paused slowly, sighed almost imperceptibly, shook his head gently, and then turned and left.
However, a sigh tinged with helplessness echoed in Bai Wuya's mind.
" The Primordial Beginning is weak, Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven will not let this go easily. Once we leave Holy Heaven City, I am powerless to help. Now, the Primordial is producing even more geniuses. You all... should take care of yourselves."
Having many arrogant people isn't necessarily a good thing.
A wealth of talent means attracting attention.
A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be felled by the wind.
Whether the weak Primordial Holy Heaven can protect these prodigies is truly an unknown.
But Bai Wuya knew very well that the old man's words were not meant to ridicule, but rather to serve as a reminder, after all, he and the other party were old acquaintances.
These words, besides warning him to be careful, also implied that if there was really no way to deal with it, Primordial Holy Heaven could shamelessly stay in Holy Heaven City for a while.
Even if there are many troubles afterward, it's still much better to wait until the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven leaves before returning to the Primordial Realm Domain than to directly confront the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven's sharp edge.
but...
Bai Wuya couldn't help but shake his head.
That's impossible.
Previously, for the safety of the trainees, he would most likely have chosen to endure the situation and back down, believing that things would be better in the long run.
But now... gazing at the white-clad figure on the arena, Bai Wuya's heart suddenly surged with boundless pride.
The Primordial Holy Heaven of today is no longer the weakling it once was.
With Lin Xuan around, he even felt that perhaps one day, the Primordial Holy Heaven could also reach its peak.
Avoiding direct confrontation is certainly a good thing to minimize losses, but Bai Wuya knew at once that Lin Xuan would absolutely not agree if he told Lin Xuan.
Moreover...
Bai Wuya slowly straightened his back, his eyes flashing with infinite sharpness.
He was no longer that dying man on the verge of death!
The Primordial Holy Heaven, with both sages present, why should we avoid their sharp edge!
The turmoil between the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven and the Primordial Holy Heaven has temporarily come to an end. The arena has been cleared, and the people below the stage look at each other in disbelief, all somewhat unable to help but click their tongues in astonishment.
Everyone knows that.
This time, the feud between the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven and the Primordial Holy Heaven has become quite serious!
It's a complete breakdown in relations.
Even the Golden Feather Holy Heaven hadn't achieved this.
Tsk tsk!
As Mo Yao was carried away, the shock in everyone's hearts slowly surfaced.
No one expected Qu Youmeng to be so strong.
So powerful... that it completely crushed Mo Yao!
" The Primordial Holy Heaven, this is truly alarming!"
Some people couldn't help but mutter to themselves, and they were even more excited for the upcoming matches.
Now, in the third round, there are almost no ordinary students left; all the ordinary students were defeated in the second round.
The remaining contestants were all the elite of the elite; there was not a single weakling.
Having witnessed the battle between Mo Yao and Qu Youmeng, everyone else was even more energized, eager to fight, and filled with a strong desire to win the upcoming battles.
The elder referee breathed a sigh of relief when he realized he wouldn't have to step in.
He disliked conflict and didn't want to fight with the Holy Master of the Holy Heaven at the Ten Institutes Grand Competition; that would be too unsightly.
Fortunately, the Desolate Ancient Holy Heaven still knew what was important.
Thinking this, the elder referee lowered his eyes and looked at the arena where a newcomer had already appeared.
The subsequent matches should be relatively uneventful.
I guess... right?