Over nine hundred years ago, the descendants of the Demon Emperor swept across the Eastern Desolate, with nearly no one capable of stopping him.
Even Wu Lingfeng, who was known as the Beiming Divine Body of the Wu Family, was ultimately defeated at the hands of Yao Wuliang.
In the end, if it weren’t for Mo Wangchen standing up and defeating Yao Wuliang atop the Langya Mountain Range, Beiming at that ti would have beco the laughingstock of the four domains.
Now, nine hundred years later, the Eastern Desolate Demon Clan has re-erged with the Demon Emperor’s bloodline, while Mo Wangchen, with his Divine King Body, had long gone to the Outer regions.
Xia Qianchou, as a disciple of the Mo Pavilion and the most outstanding talent of Yun Chu Academy, is the only one qualified to step onto this battlefield.
"Before I ca here, I did hear your na sowhat, but to , you are still lacking in many ways. Step aside, I’m not here today to spar with disciples like you."
High in the sky, Yao Wutian looked down with a condescending gaze, eyes filled with disdain, then shifted his gaze towards Tang Yuhan, saying, "Nine hundred years ago, my clan’s Ancient King was defeated by the Divine King Body. Mo Wangchen went to the Outer regions, and I cannot seek him out. But as the acting Pavilion Master of the Mo Pavilion now, you should be the one to step forward in this battle."
"The acting Pavilion Master focuses primarily on Alchemy, and her Martial Arts Cultivation is even below mine. How could she possibly confront you?"
Xia Qianchou squinted his eyes, looking at Yao Wutian in mid-air, with a stronger sense of battle intent rising in his eyes.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Yao Wutian sneered, facial expression even more disdainful, "So she’s just a woman skilled in Alchemy. How is she worthy of being a Pavilion Master if her martial arts prowess doesn’t even match her disciples?"
"Yao Wutian, what do you an by that?"
Xu Chan’s face instantly showed anger, releasing a powerful aura that had reached the True Immortal Realm.
Among the top mbers of the Academy, besides Tang Yuhan, Liang Yuqiu, a disciple of Elder Ling, also focuses mainly on Alchemy. Only Xu Chan is an expert in Martial Arts, so how could his strength as Vice Mansion Master be weak?
"I ant nothing by it, just curious is all. The renowned Yun Chu Academy of Tiannan is led by a group of won; it’s truly pathetic." Yao Wutian’s eyes were filled with disdain.
In his view, Xu Chan’s strength was at most the peak of the True Immortal Realm, equivalent to his own.
While the opponent could certainly battle him, imbued with the Demon Emperor’s bloodline, Yao Wutian was confident he could defeat Xu Chan without exerting full effort.
"After all these years, the people of the Eastern Desolate Demon Clan are still just as arrogant..."
Among the crowd, Mo Wangchen, holding Little Ming Yue in his arms, couldn’t help but shake his head and murmur. He felt a familiar aura from this demon youth, similar to Yao Wuliang of old; their arrogance seed innate.
"Most of the Ancient Clans are like this, but his words carry a certain discrimination against won," ng Yurou said.
Upon hearing this, Mo Wangchen couldn’t help but be stunned, turning his eyes towards her and noticing a hint of annoyance in them.
Evidently, Yao Wutian’s earlier words were discriminatory against won, which undoubtedly rubbed ng Yurou the wrong way.
"Why don’t you go up and teach him a lesson?" Mo Wangchen said.
"Wouldn’t that be a problem?" ng Yurou asked.
She knew Mo Wangchen’s current return wasn’t ant to attract attention, and stepping forward would inevitably draw attention.
"It’s fine." Mo Wangchen shook his head with a smile.
With his approval, ng Yurou was relieved and stood up, slowly walking towards the front of the high platform.
"If I rember correctly, nine hundred years ago, the Mansion Master of Yun Chu Academy was also the master of the current Empress Yun and was equally a woman. Who would have thought that after nine hundred years, won would still hold authority here." High in the sky, Yao Wutian stood with his hands behind his back, his words unrestrained, and looked at Liang Yuqiu, Xu Chan, and others with disdain in his eyes.
"What misunderstanding do you have about won? Or do you think won are inherently inferior to n?"
At this mont, ng Yurou had reached the bottom of the high platform. She slightly raised her eyes, and her words, though mild, clearly reached everyone present.
Everyone couldn’t help but be stunned, their eyes following the sound, and when they saw ng Yurou, they couldn’t help but frown.
Evidently, they didn’t recognize ng Yurou and were sure she wasn’t from Yun Chu Academy.
"Perhaps this descendant of the Demon Emperor’s discrimination against won prompted her to speak out, but unfortunately, even if Xu Chan, the Vice Mansion Master, has a late-stage True Immortal Cultivation, she probably cannot truly contend with the descendant of the Demon Emperor..."
Among those present, so senior experts shook their heads.
Yao Wutian’s words were indeed distasteful, but it seed unlikely that any female warrior present could challenge him.
"What? Do you want to represent Yun Chu Academy?" Yao Wutian’s eyes swept over ng Yurou dismissively.
"It’s her..."
Only those on the high platform, like Liang Yuqiu and Xu Chan, showed surprise, glancing at each other.
Not long ago, in Fangtian City, Mo Wangchen returned with ng Yurou, and both of them had t her.
Now with ng Yurou here, there was no doubt Mo Wangchen was also present today!
Thinking this, they quickly scanned the crowd and finally spotted Mo Wangchen holding Little Ming Yue in an inconspicuous group.
"I didn’t intend to stand up for anyone, but since you look down on won, I would like to see upon what grounds you do so?"
ng Yurou laughed, finding this Yao Yuntian utterly unreasonable. Even in the Upper Realm, no one dared to speak such words.
In the current world, the Human Clan has six Martial Alliances, and isn’t the Smoke Martial Alliance led by won?
Even going back to the Ancient Tis, the Ancient Heavenly Court and the Ancient Yaochi coexisted, and the na of the Queen Mother of the West shook the world, on par with the Jade Emperor.
"If you’re not from Yun Chu Academy, please step back. I have no interest in debating with you."
Yao Yuntian’s eyes carried disdain, even ignoring ng Yurou, as if she were just an insignificant female warrior.
"Haven’t your elders taught you how to respect others? Don’t speak to from such a high place, co down."
Yao Yuntian’s words utterly infuriated ng Yurou. She coldly shouted, making those around her gasp inwardly, thinking this woman really was bold to rebuke a descendant of the Demon Emperor.
"You..."
Yao Yuntian squinted, his eyes flashing with coldness, about to say sothing when ng Yurou below raised her hand and pressed down with her palm.
"Buzz..."
In an instant, overwhelming divine power surged, causing the color of this world to change, as if a Heavenly Mountain was about to press down, making everyone apprehensive.
"Bang!"
An invisible pair of giant hands pressed down, directly knocking Yao Yuntian from the sky, causing him to cough blood.
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