The moment Hua Jingmeng was rescued from the edge of the broken arena by Nangong Xingyun, several figures rushed out from the Hua Lineage camp almost simultaneously. Two Hua Lineage elders arrived first. One raised his hand and steadily supported his shoulders and back, while the other immediately released his source energy to seal the deepest and heaviest Fate Soul cracks on his chest. Then, the two of them, one on each side, escorted the unconscious Hua Jingmeng back to his clan seat.
At this moment, Hua Jingmeng had long since lost the peerless brilliance that had previously dominated the entire scene. Her black hair was disheveled and hanging down, her face was as pale as paper, and her robes were stained with large patches of blood. Her aura True Annihilation Realm · Initial Stage was fluctuating and extremely unstable.
The countless cracks torn deep within his Fate Soul by the backlash from the Life Silence Return to the Ruins still faintly emitted a grayish-white afterglow, the damage to his Dao foundation visible to the naked eye. The other elders of the Hua Lineage gathered around, some taking out ancient soul-protecting jade and gently pressing it between his brows to stabilize the foundation of his Fate Soul with the aura of this precious treasure.
Some people had Daoist energy flowing around them, protecting his damaged original meridians layer by layer; others had activated the medicinal power, completely dissolving the restorative elixir that Nangong Xingyun had previously transferred into him, allowing the powerful medicinal energy to slowly nourish and repair the wounds of his most severely damaged Daoist foundation and Fate Soul.
Hua Nongrui sat quietly at the front of the line, without uttering a word, without blaming or questioning. She simply gazed silently at the unconscious Hua Jingmeng, a heavy, dark cloud pressing down on her eyes, her fingers subtly tightening in her sleeves.
She saw things clearly. Although Hua Jingmeng had saved her life, the price was Ultimate heavy: her cultivation had plummeted from the Eternal Silence Realm Initial Stage to the True Annihilation Realm · Initial Stage, destroying the foundation of her life's hard work; her Fate Soul's origin was severely damaged, with deep cracks and a weakened foundation.
The ancient divine weapon Vast Annihilation God-Burying Banner, was completely shattered, and the ancient lotus that the clan had personally bestowed upon them to protect them was also destroyed by the final sword strike. Even if they were to return to Eternal Silence by chance in the future, the road ahead would be a hundred times more difficult than before.
Just as the elders of the Hua Lineage were doing their best to stabilize Hua Jingmeng 'Fate Soul injuries, the four referees slowly descended onto the arena from the sky. Nalan Yanqing's long robes fluttered in the wind, his expression still cold and aloof, but when he looked at Qin Yu, his gaze showed a newfound respect and admiration.
Xuanyuan Canglan walked with a steady gait, his brows revealing an open and honest expression, making no attempt to conceal his sincere admiration for this year's competition of prodigies; Murong Yunche's expression was slightly complicated, his gaze first sweeping over the shattered arena full of scars, finally settling on Qin Yu, and he remained silent in contemplation;
As Nangong Xingyun finally landed, the hidden gloom in his heart caused by Qin Yu's victory had completely subsided, and his face regained the dignified composure befitting a head referee, showing no sign of distress.
The four stood side by side in the center of the newly renovated arena. Behind them, the four vast and profound auras of the Void Emanation Realm were completely concealed, but the supreme power that dominated the entire arena still made the millions of spectators instinctively hold their breath and Ji Ran.
Nangong Xingyun slowly stepped forward, his gaze sweeping across the vast spectator stands. "Everyone," he said, his voice calm and steady, resonating throughout the entire arena with the Daoist energy of the Myriad Worlds Graveyard.
"After several rounds of fierce battles, the grand martial arts tournament of the Lineage has come to a successful conclusion." The moment the words were spoken, the spectator stands, which had just calmed down, erupted in cheers, and a deafening wave of cheers swept across the area once again.
"It's over!" "This competition was the fiercest battle in a century!" Qin Yu took first place, and the foreign aid player won the championship, breaking the century-old pattern! "The first time in hundreds of years that a foreign aid player has topped the list, the Chi Lineage has truly risen to prominence this time!"
A deafening roar, like the roar of a dragon, swept across the entire circular spectator stands, crashing against the sky and lingering for a long time. Countless cultivators who had been watching the battle from the beginning stood up, and countless others bowed in salute towards the center of the arena.
Everyone witnessed a member of the Chi Lineage, an outsider, rise against the odds, crushing all the other prodigies, and finally engaging in an Ultimate battle with Hua Jingmeng that overturned the arena. The grandeur and brilliance of this battle are enough to ensure that this competition will be repeatedly sung and remembered by the world for many years to come.
The Chi Lineage camp was completely immersed in Ultimate jubilation. Chi Junxuan, Chi Yufeng, Chi Yi'an, Chi Mulin and other young disciples all stood up, their excitement and ecstasy undisguised.
Chi Mulin's old injuries had not yet healed, and her face was still pale, but her gaze towards Qin Yu was full of pure and sincere joy. The group of young disciples couldn't help but laugh and clap their hands in celebration, and even the usually calm and solemn elders of the clan showed rare smiles at this moment.
Everyone knows how precious this honor is. Over the centuries, many have tried to compete in the Four Great Lineage Grand Competition Tournament as outsiders, and many renowned top talents have been invited to participate, but none have ever been able to surpass the core successors of Lineage Four Great Families and reach the top of the list.
Today, this centuries-old void has been filled and completely broken by Qin Yu himself.
Chi Boqian sat upright in the main seat, unlike his juniors who cheered wildly, his expression calm and composed. But when his gaze fell on Qin Yu on the stage, he still nodded solemnly, without saying a word, yet his heart was full of satisfaction and recognition.
The clan elders rose to their feet in salute, applause resounding throughout the hall. Several elders murmured with emotion, their voices filled with both wistfulness and exhilaration. "After hundreds of years, our Chi Lineage has finally witnessed the triumph of external support reaching the pinnacle."
After the roar of the crowd subsided slightly, Nangong Xingyun spoke again, his deep voice resonating throughout the surroundings. "Next, we will award the supreme treasures to the top three winners of this year's Prodigy Martial Arts Competition."
His gaze settled on Qin Yu. "First, please welcome this year's top scorer— Qin Yu, the outsider from the Chi Lineage —to the stage to receive the grand prize."
As soon as he finished speaking, the applause in the audience erupted again, even louder than before.
Qin Yu slowly rose from the Chi Lineage's formation. He had suffered severe injuries this time, and his Fate Soul essence had been damaged by the backlash of Absolute Pre-Stillness. Finally, forcibly activating the Undefined Destruction Sword aggravated his old injuries, making his face even paler and weaker than usual.
Yet his steps were steady and upright, without the slightest stumble or panic. His black hair was neatly tied back, his robes were slightly adjusted, shedding the disarray of the battle, and he regained his composed and dignified demeanor. He stepped out of the formation, soared through the air across the viewing area, and leisurely landed back in the center of the main arena.
Call out!!!
Standing on the arena, Qin Yu did not rush to the four referees. Instead, he stopped in the center and bowed respectfully to them, showing complete courtesy and deep respect. Then, he slowly turned around to face the millions of cultivators cheering for him from all sides, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly to thank the entire audience.
As the salute fell, the already fervent cheers rose even higher, resounding throughout the Myriad Worlds Graveyard. Countless people shouted his name and returned the salute with clasped hands. Even the cultivators who had previously underestimated him were now sincerely convinced and applauded enthusiastically. Qin Yu did not linger in the clamor of praise and acclaim. He turned around and walked steadily to the four referees.
Nangong Xingyun gazed at the young man before him, a perfectly measured expression of approval rising in his eyes. It was gentle and genuine, without the slightest flaw, and perfectly reflected the appreciative attitude of a fair senior looking at a peerless genius.
"Congratulations, Qin Yu." Nangong Xingyun spoke slowly, his voice calm and solemn. "In this competition, you have truly broadened the horizons of the four of us. You have overcome all obstacles against the odds, facing various different Daos and bizarre supernatural abilities, and you have been able to break through the situation and win against the odds. This talent for comprehending the Dao and breaking through the techniques in battle is already top-tier and rare among the contemporary geniuses."
Qin Yu possessed a humble demeanor, a dignified and polite posture, and a gentle yet unyielding spirit. He nodded slightly, his voice calm and composed. "It was merely a lucky victory, mostly due to fortune."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Yanqing's eyes flashed with a faint smile. Xuanyuan Canglan also raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing his approval. Only Nangong Xingyun's expression remained unchanged, his eyes deep and calm, suppressing all his displeasure and apprehension, revealing not a trace of it.
He had always been wary of Qin Yu's rising talent and unwilling to let him gain unparalleled opportunities and reach the peak again. However, at this moment, with millions of spectators, the Lineage, and the four Ultimate beasts all present, as the chief judge of the event, he had no room for composure and could only maintain a fair demeanor. Nangong Xingyun slowly raised his palm, lightly waved his sleeve, and hummed!!!
A circle of dazzling golden patterns suddenly rippled out in the void above Qin Yu's head. The ripples rapidly expanded from a radius of several feet, eventually transforming into a vast golden light curtain spanning hundreds of feet, covering the dome of the arena. The light curtain did not tear open the void, but a thin black and white crack slowly emerged from the core of the light curtain and quietly appeared.
As soon as this mark appeared, a strange visual illusion instantly appeared around the entire arena. The originally neat and straight array patterns suddenly bent, and a tiny gap appeared out of thin air between the two closely connected light marks. Even the Void Evolution Dao Aura around Nangong Xingyun, which had not yet dissipated, appeared to have a subtle illusion of being disjointed for a moment under the influence of the black and white broken mark.
The next moment, an ancient sword embryo slowly descended from the golden light curtain and appeared in the world.