Soon, nine Flood Dragons pulled the Divine Chariot, arriving above the plaza.
The powerful aura was like nine Ancient Demon Mountains, pressing down on everyone’s hearts, making them tremble.
The Divine Chariot above opened, and a figure stepped out.
It was a middle-aged man with a dragon’s stride and tiger’s gait, exuding an extraordinary aura with every move.
Beside him were four young and beautiful won, each holding Spiritual Wine and Spirit Fruit, emanating rich Spiritual Energy.
Behind them were Guardian Martial Artists from the Shaking Light Sacred Land.
With a flicker of his form, the middle-aged man with the dragon’s stride led everyone to the palace below.
"Greetings, Master Qinghe!"
At this mont, the Sect Masters of the Three Sects and all the elders bowed towards the middle-aged man at the front.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and then extended his hand, instantly lifting everyone with a substantial surge of Energy.
"No need for formalities, please take your seats."
With that, the middle-aged man with the dragon’s stride sat grandly at the central position.
The four young and beautiful maids still stood beside him, holding various Spirit Fruits and Spiritual Wine for him to taste at any ti.
Around them were also Martial Artist Guards from the Shaking Light Sacred Land, all standing behind.
Seeing Master Qinghe seated, the Sect Masters of the Three Great Sects, including Dan Chenzi, also slowly took their seats.
At this ti, the previously seen middle-aged man in a Red Robe approached respectfully and said, "Elder Qinghe, shall we start the tournant?"
"Alright." Master Qinghe nodded slightly.
The Red Robe man received the order and then walked forward, loudly announcing.
"Now, I declare, the third round of the Sacred Land Selection Tournant begins!"
With that, the ground of the plaza rolled, forming a massive Array Arena.
The Red Robe man flickered and appeared below.
It seed this ti; he would act as the referee.
Seeing this, everyone beca excited.
Finally, the ultimate showdown was about to be witnessed!
But who will ultimately enter the Shaking Light Sacred Land?
Not only the surrounding disciples, but also Dan Feng and others were excited.
Because this is the critical mont that would determine their destiny.
Soon, nine nas appeared in the sky, continuously flashing.
Before long, two nas erged, and everyone focused their attention, followed by a gasp.
Dan Feng versus Bai Ling.
Dan Feng, one of the Three Great Heavenly Pride, although she once lost to Lin Xuan, no one doubted her strength.
Bai Ling, the younger sister of the Huan Ling siblings, her Divine Skills are incredibly fearso.
In this battle, can Bai Ling use her Divine Skills for an unexpected outco?
Everyone was eagerly anticipating.
Dan Feng snorted coldly, her jade-like face emotionless, as she quickly walked onto the arena.
Bai Ling flickered and also stepped onto the stage.
These two were both strong and beautiful, naturally drawing everyone’s attention.
With an order given, the match began.
Dan Feng snorted coldly, directly deploying the Fenghuo River and Mountain Map, a terrifying painting enveloping the entire space.
The crowd exclaid in surprise, even Bai Ling’s face changed.
She didn’t expect her opponent to use an Ultimate Move right from the start.
What she didn’t know was that, after the last match, Dan Feng would not hold back against anyone now.
So right from the start, she unleashed her King Domain.
A painting scroll, as if a real world, carried a terrifying aura, suppressing all sides.
Even though Bai Ling possessed the Virtual to Real Transformation skill, she found herself at a loss within this Domain.
She could only keep retreating.
At this mont, Dan Feng, as one of the Three Great Heavenly Pride, displayed her true strength.
Her imnse power made Bai Ling unable to fight back.
So, after fifty moves, Bai Ling was defeated.
"Damn it!"
Bai Ling gritted her teeth, unwillingly stepping down.
She also understood the gap between herself and her opponent, so she could only leave the stage with regret.
After the battle, people discussed as elders from the three Great Sects in the palace swiftly conversed.
"Dan Feng’s strength is impressive, she might soon reach the Six-star King level."
"Indeed, the Fenghuo River and Mountain Map is incredibly fearso, unmatched among peers."
"Humph, so what! Didn’t she still lose to a newcor?"
Elder of the Purple Sun Sect snorted coldly.
Bai Ling was a disciple of the Purple Sun Sect, so their defeat naturally left them displeased.
"Even if she lost, so what? That Lin Xuan is also one of us from the Elixir Sect."
"Don’t forget that."
The elder of the Elixir Sect retorted without reservation.
anwhile, Master Qinghe remained with his eyes slightly closed, fingers tapping the void.
Throughout, he didn’t say anything.
On the other side, Dan Chenzi remained composed, his eyes flashing as if waiting for sothing.
Next, the competition continued.
Second to take the stage were Xiao Cheng and Zhao Kang.
The two weren’t on the sa fighting level, so after fifty moves, Zhao Kang was defeated.
The crowd exclaid again, with the surrounding atmosphere gradually rising.
As the referee, the Red Robe man nodded slightly.
Then he waved his sleeve, and the remaining nas flickered again.
Ding Peng versus Hong Yu.
When this announcent was made, everyone went wild, cheering like a flood.
This was undoubtedly a world-shaking battle!
One was the strongest among the Three Great Heavenly Pride, the other, a newcor dark horse, wielding the mysterious Pupil Skill.
Who is truly more formidable? Everyone eagerly anticipated.
Even Master Qinghe paused his fingers and opened his eyes to look below.
Because before he ca, he already received word.
Two remarkable newcors had appeared in this tournant.
One of them was this Hong Yu with the mysterious Pupil Skill.
On the other side, Dan Chenzi’s lips curled, his eyes revealing a deep glow.
"Finally appeared!"
Below, Ding Peng and Hong Yu also stood up, facing each other, their gazes like sharp swords colliding in the air.
Sparks flew endlessly.
In the next mont, both figures flickered and appeared on the arena.
"The match begins!"
With the order given, the Red Robe man stepped aside.
"Hmph, I won’t hold back!"
Ding Peng, like Dan Feng, displayed his powerful Absolute Skill right from the start.
For he too had lost once, though no one knew, he wouldn’t allow it to happen again.
Even if the opponent was just a newcor, he would face it with all his might.
With a clang, he drew the Purple Long Sword from his waist, striking out with a swing.
Fierce Sword Light covered the front.
The void tore apart, the purple Sword Light like a headlong purple arc, rapidly slashing forward.
"So strong!"
The surrounding martial artists exclaid, "What’s with these people? They start by deploying such powerful Ultimate Moves!"
"Yeah, Dan Feng did that, and so did Ding Peng."
"It seems these people are sparing no effort to enter the Sacred Land!"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, while the two on stage had already exchanged more than ten moves.
Each clash carried trendous force, blasting the void.
"Hmph! Kid, I suggest you quickly use your Pupil Skill, otherwise, you won’t stand a chance,"
Ding Peng shouted coldly.
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