Bing Yan: I object
Do you think the Radiant Sword Sect will admit defeat?
"I doubt it. After all, the Radiant Sword Sect is the leader of the six major Half-Saint forces, and they will definitely not admit defeat easily."
"..."
The onlookers were abuzz with discussion, each with their own differing opinions.
The cultivators from the other four major forces displayed a variety of expressions, including frustration, helplessness, and relief.
The disciples of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor were filled with mixed feelings. They felt helpless but also a little relieved, since even the Great Sage Formless had been so easily defeated by the Great Sage Wolf God.
Even if Great Sage of their manor joined forces, it would be difficult to defeat their opponent; unfortunately, they had to give up the sacred artifact.
Without the sacred artifact, their Extreme Cold Mountain Manor will likely fall into ruin in a thousand years.
After all, sacred objects are treasures that can help King and Marquis comprehend the True Essence of the Great Dao.
The six major powers have been able to stand firm in the northwest of the Profound Continent precisely because each of them possesses a sacred artifact.
The Northern Desert Sect Master smiled and said, "Sect Master Liu, I wonder what your Radiant Sword Sect's considerations are?"
"Snort!"
Sect Master Liu snorted coldly, "We sword cultivators have always believed in dying in battle, not in lingering on. If you want the sacred seed of my Radiant Sword Sect, then let's fight."
"Good!"
The Northern Desert Sect Master said excitedly, "As expected of the Radiant Sword Sect! I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Today, I will see just how strong your Radiant Sword Sect's Great Sage truly is!"
Without speaking, Sect Master Liu turned and bowed slightly to the old man beside him.
"Ancestor, you've worked hard."
It's alright.
The Great Sage Wuming then walked towards the sky, stepping on the clouds and bowing slightly towards the blood coffin. "Senior, this junior has a sword technique for you to judge. If you can accept this sword, my Radiant Sword Sect will admit defeat."
"Good."
The Great Sage Wolf God said calmly, "It has been a long time since I've seen the ultimate techniques of the Divine Sword Holy Land. I wonder which sword technique you learned from the Divine Sword Holy Land."
"Reporting to Senior, I have learned the Heavenly Sword Dao from the Heavenly Sword God, and I humbly request your guidance."
As the Great Sage Wuming spoke, his imposing aura erupted instantly, enveloping an area of Wanli in a terrifying display.
The swords in the hands of the cultivators sensed this aura and emitted a series of sword cries from their sheaths.
The Great Sage Wuming did not draw his sword, but at this moment he was an incomparably sharp divine weapon.
"You're wielding a soul sword?"
Great Sage Wolf God's tone carried a hint of excitement.
"You have a discerning eye, senior."
Great Sage Wuming spoke, his divine soul flew out of his body.
"Heavenly Sword Dao Slash!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his spirit soared into the sky. Then, the Fengyun suddenly changed, and a giant sword descended from the sky.
It was a divine sword capable of cleaving the heavens and destroying the earth.
Before the sword fell, its Sword Qi arrived first, sealing off the entire blood coffin.
This sword strike was unavoidable for the Great Sage Wolf God.
The Great Sage Wolf God showed no intention of fleeing, and said with a smile, "Interesting. It's a pity that you haven't grasped enough of the True Essence of the Great Dao, otherwise you could have a good fight with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood coffin suddenly opened one-third of the way.
A powerful aura burst forth from the blood coffin, directly dispelling the Sword Qi.
Immediately afterwards, that familiar hand reached out from the blood coffin and grabbed at the falling Heavenly Sword Dao.
The unstoppable Heavenly Sword Dao was easily grasped by that hand, rendering it unable to move an inch.
Click!
With a mere flick of his wrist, the withered, brittle hand crushed the Heavenly Sword Dao in his grasp.
puff...
The Great Sage Wuming then spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body swayed precariously in the air.
"Senior's cultivation is unfathomable; this junior is utterly convinced of defeat."
After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Although many people present had already guessed that the Great Sage Wuming would lose, no one expected him to lose so decisively!
Upon seeing this scene, the Sect Master of the Radiant Sword Sect, who was sitting on the high platform, subconsciously closed his eyes. He felt completely drained and slumped weakly into his chair.
"Our ancestor is invincible!"
The sect leader of the Northern Desert Sect was the first to shout loudly.
The disciples of the Northern Desert Sect also shouted loudly upon hearing this.
"Our ancestor is invincible!"
"May our ancestor be victorious!!!"
"..."
The disciples of the five major Half-Saint forces all wore expressions of envy upon seeing this scene, but they could only be envious.
The blood-red coffin was closed again.
The Northern Desert Sect Master asked with great arrogance, "From this day forward, for the next sixty years, the Northwest of the Profound Continent will be ruled by my Northern Desert Sect. Who agrees, and who disagrees?"
Although these words were arrogant, the leaders of the other four major forces all chose to acquiesce.
The supporters of the Northern Desert Sect shouted loudly, "We support the Northern Desert Sect Master!"
Just then, an untimely, cold voice rang out.
I object.
These words shocked everyone present, and everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came.
When they saw that the speaker was actually the young lady from the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, they all showed expressions of disbelief.
The disciples of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor were the most surprised, as they had thought they would become a laughingstock among the other five families after returning home.
But no one expected that this young lady would cause trouble again.
Damn it, what on earth is she thinking?
The Northern Desert Sect Master squinted at Bing Yan and sneered, "Miss Bing, do you intend to go back on your word? My Northern Desert Sect's patriarch is here today. Even if Great Sage from your Dao-Seeking Academy were to come, he might not be able to protect you."
When did I say I was going to back out?
Bing Yan retorted coldly.
"So you mean you want to challenge my Northern Desert Sect's patriarch?"
The contempt on the Northern Desert Sect Master's face became increasingly undisguised. In his view, even if the other party was Great Sage of the Dao-Seeking Academy, he was merely a newly Great Sage Great Sage Wolf God?
Bing Yan: "That's right. Do you think I, Bing Yan, am a spendthrift who would willingly hand over the sacred artifact of my Extreme Cold Mountain Manor for nothing?"
hiss...
Everyone gasped upon hearing this, their gazes towards Bing Yan filled with complex emotions.
The disciples of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, in particular, had assumed that this young lady was a cowardly woman, never expecting her to do something like this.
On the contrary, the elders of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor all showed excited expressions; they had finally waited for this moment.
After enduring so much frustration for so long, they'll soon be able to finally vent their anger.
"Good, good, good!"
The Northern Desert Sect Master cheered, "Since Miss Bing is courting death, don't blame the Northern Desert Sect for not giving you a way out. Elder Shan, I'll trouble you to suppress this woman."
"Promise."
The Great Sage Qianshan didn't see anything wrong with it; such a minor character didn't require the Ancestor's intervention.
Bing Yan then turned to Chu Feng beside her and said, "Husband, thank you for your help."
Chu Feng chuckled, waving his feather fan, "It's a piece of cake. Besides, I'd like to see what kind of being is inside that blood coffin."
After saying this, Chu Feng stood up and soared into the air, leaving everyone present slightly stunned...