Everyone watching the match was shocked.
But Wu Liang was more shocked than anyone else.
What do others know?
They only saw him defeat the Thirty-Six on the Mystic Ranking in one move, but they didn't know that even the number one on the Mystic Ranking couldn't withstand a single move from him here.
Let alone one Lan Yingying, even ten or twenty of them would only take him a single move.
The reason it was only one move wasn't because Lan Yingying was particularly strong, but because if she were defeated, Wu Liang would have to make a move no matter what.
who is he?
In Wu Liang's limited memory, he remembered it very clearly.
He is the Demon Emperor Chongming, a peerless genius of the Chongming Bird Clan, a talent that is rare to see in millions of years, and once suppressed a region!
If we hadn't encountered that monster...
As his thoughts returned, Wu Liang looked at Lin Xuan with an extremely complicated expression.
Tens of thousands of years have passed, and yet such a monster has reappeared?
Although Wu Liang didn't seem to care about those around him, the shock they felt was considerable.
Especially Lan Yingying.
Her mouth agape, her eyes wide with disbelief. She rubbed her eyes, wondering if what she was seeing was real.
The senior who could defeat her in one move was also defeated by this young swordsman in white with One Sword strike?
Although they are both the same move, the level of skill involved is completely different!
Lan Yingying involuntarily gasped.
hiss...
Just what is the strength of this white-robed swordsman?
How did he do that?
How terrifying!
Overwhelmed with emotion, Lan Yingying clenched her fists, her eyes filled with admiration and awe.
At that moment, she also noticed that the senior who had been hit and crashed into the edge of the ring was slowly getting up.
He... seemed extremely happy?
ah?
Lan Yingying was stunned, almost doubting that she had seen wrong.
How could that be...?
How can someone be so joyful after being defeated?
Lan Yingying's doubts were destined to remain unanswered.
Wu Liang had completely regained his senses by now. When he stood up, the look in his eyes as he looked at Lin Xuan was filled with pure joy, excitement, and fervor!
Overjoyed, he took a step forward, his gaze fixed on Lin Xuan, unwilling to look away.
"I lost."
A voice brimming with joy escaped Wu Liang's lips; though he was admitting defeat, the corners of his mouth were curling upwards in a wild grin.
So many years have passed.
He had waited countless millennia for this day.
finally...
Finally, someone has been able to defeat him!
finally...
He finally saw a glimmer of hope for liberation!
Although his defeat doesn't guarantee his rescue, at least there's hope, isn't there?
Wu Liang suppressed his excitement, didn't even look at the audience, and suddenly raised his hand and waved it.
Caught off guard by this single wave, all the unrelated individuals were instantly teleported away without even a chance to utter a word.
Throughout this, Lin Xuan calmly watched Wu Liang, showing no intention of stopping him.
Only when Lin Xuan and he were left alone did Wu Liang calm down and reveal the truth.
"I am not the spirit that inherited this place, nor am I called Zong Yue. My name is... People call me the Demon Emperor Chongming."
After a brief pause, Wu Liang revealed his imperial title without any concealment, excitedly explaining the reason to Lin Xuan.
From his true identity, to why he was suppressed, to how many years he had been suppressed here, and to how he could escape this place.
"If you can defeat the person who is suppressing me, and achieve victory at the same level, I can escape from here."
After speaking excitedly, Wu Liang's emotions slowly calmed down, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
"So many years, I've waited so long, it's finally here."
"If you can do this and get me out of here, I'll give you everything I have, not just my Thearch Grade Cultivation Method."
"I just want to get away!"
"Is that so?" Lin Xuan responded with an astonished tone, his face revealing shock.
But only he knew that he was feigning shock.
After all, he already knew most of what Wu Liang said from the system in advance.
but...
"I don't need your things, nor do I need any Thearch Grade Cultivation Method."
Lin Xuan shook his head.
"I can rescue you, but after you're out, I want you to become the deputy head of my Sword Pavilion. How about that?"
Wu Liang was taken aback when he heard this, realizing that Lin Xuan wanted to find a sect for him to join, and it was someone else's sect.
He nodded immediately.
"Yes, I promise you."
It's been too long.
He has been suppressed here for hundreds of thousands of years, which is far too long.
It went on for so long that he was almost completely fading away and about to give up hope of living.
Just then, someone suddenly appeared out of the sky who could save him. He would gladly become Lin Xuan's servant, let alone serve him as Lin Xuan's deputy sect leader, as long as he could leave this place.
Wu Liang's expression turned serious. He suddenly touched his forehead with his finger, gritted his teeth, and drew out a wisp of divine soul power from his already thin soul body.
A shimmering white divine soul power coiled around his fingertips, and Wu Liang spoke solemnly.
"I am the Demon Emperor Chongming, and I hereby swear by my soul that as long as..."
" Lin Xuan." Lin Xuan spoke softly, revealing his name.
Wu Liang paused for a moment, then continued.
"I, the Demon Emperor Chongming, hereby swear that if Lin Xuan can rescue me, I will serve as the Vice Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion and will never betray Lin Xuan for the rest of my life. If I break this oath, may my soul and spirit be annihilated, and I will never be able to reincarnate!"
To swear an oath with one's soul is arguably the highest form of oath.
After Wu Liang made his vow, the shimmering white light that had been wrapped around his fingers instantly drifted into the sky, flickered for a moment, and then returned to the heavens, signifying that heaven and earth had recognized his vow and that it was now established and could not be broken.
His soul also visibly weakened.
If he dares to break his promise, even if he can regain his peak condition, he will not be able to escape the punishment of the heavenly tribulation.
After making the vow, Wu Liang looked at Lin Xuan, this time with undisguised anticipation in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand, and the surrounding arena and everything else instantly vanished into nothingness. The scene around him and Lin Xuan changed in an instant, with only a beam of light shining on this three-foot-wide area.
Not far from them sat a middle-aged man with his eyes slightly closed, sitting cross-legged with his five fingers pointing to the sky. Just looking at his face, one could sense his imposing presence and his handsome appearance.
"That was his shadow clone—the one who suppressed me."
Wu Liang looked on, lowered his eyes, and gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"If you wish to challenge him, simply walk over there. This three-foot area is for suppressing me; you are not restricted."
"Back then, before he was even born, I thought myself invincible, capable of suppressing the world and dominating eternity. But after his birth, everything turned into a dream, a mere illusion, and my absurd and laughable wish."
"One move!"
He only used one move!
Even after many years, Wu Liang still couldn't help but feel a sense of unease when recalling the past.
"His cultivation level was even lower than mine at the time. He was only at the Great Emperor First Stage realm, yet he crossed two realms and defeated me in one move!"
Even though his soul was weak and about to dissipate, and some of his memories had vanished with time, he could never forget the defeat he suffered back then that he would never forget.
He had never seen anyone as monstrous as that person.
And the young man in white before us...
Can he really save himself?