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How could he tell them?

How could he admit, in front of everyone, that the opponent had killed him while he was under encirclement?

That would be too embarrassing!

He couldn’t stand that kind of humiliation.

The atmosphere became stiff and tense. Everyone’s expression flickered indefinitely from excitement to shock.

Kong Xiu’s unexpected defeat was indicative that a fierce battle took place in the Deva Secret Realm.

Who would win the world-shaking opportunity in the end?

While everyone was surprised and bewildered, the Life Soul Altar in front of the Mysterious Ao Clan rumbled and buzzed. Then, a figure staggered out, roaring like a beast.

It was Xuan Luozi!

Everyone gasped audibly when they identified the figure. Another supreme saint has been slaughtered and eliminated from the competition!

This is too unbelievable. Who did that?

Could some sort of shocking change have happened in the Deva Secret Realm? Otherwise, why would people like Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi meet with calamity one after another?

Someone speculated, “Could it be the doing of the golden-winged dapeng or other terrifying creatures?”

After all, out of all the cultivators who entered the Deva Secret Realm, Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi were ranked among the strongest.

It was hard to believe that they would be defeated and killed.

After all, even Niu Tuntian and Meng Lianqing, who were considered supreme top saints, would find it difficult to kill Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi.

To everyone’s disappointment, just like Kong Xiu, Xuan Luozi didn’t say a single word after he was teleported back. He remained silent with a dark and unpleasant face like a resentful beast.

What actually happened?

Everyone frowned in puzzlement.

At that moment, a figure emerged on the Life Soul Altar of the Herculean Demon Bull Clan, roaring skywards.

“Impossible! How can such a person exist in this world? Damn it! How is that guy a human? He is clearly a monster!”

The voice shocked all clans. A human?

Is it the doing of a human?

Even Niu Tuntian, the little demon bull king, was slaughtered and teleported out from the secret realm. This is too crazy.

The Herculean Demon Bull Clan was a tyrannical behemoth among all clans of the Spirit Burial Sea. As a supreme saint of the clan, Niu Tuntian was said to be the strongest of the younger generation, and he had overshadowed everyone else ever since he started cultivating.

Who would have thought that such a powerful cultivator would be eliminated from the competition?

The influential figures froze in disbelief. What kind of person could defeat Niu Tuntian?

A human!

Simultaneously, many gazes of varying expressions shifted to Elder Gao Yang of the Spirit Treasure Holy Land. He stiffened and felt a shiver run down his spine.

He sensed anger and killing intent.

“Tuntian, who did it?” thundered the Herculean Demon Bull Clan patriarch, the true demon bull king.

His voice chilled the audience like a clap of thunder from the nine heavens, and many people felt oppressed.

Niu Tuntian’s face clouded over, and it was only after a long moment that he uttered, “I have disappointed everyone. I was defeated at the hands of the demon god youngster!” His voice sounded pained.

But his words were akin to a thunderstorm erupting on land, causing an uproar.

The demon god youngster!

It’s that guy again!

Within seconds, many thoughts swept over the cultivators of all clans. They thought of how the young demon god had killed Lin Lang, the saintess of the Blood Lion Clan, and Yu Xiaosheng, the saint of the Dragon Whale Clan.

They recalled how he had single-handedly crushed cultivators of all clans and created a bloody battle record.

However, no one thought that he would become so strong that even Niu Tuntian lost to him!

“He’s so ruthless, how dare he do that? Capable people are indeed fearless. Is he not afraid of retaliation?”

There was a constant clamor in the area. Many people realized that the young demon god’s name would soon cause a sensation in the Spirit Burial Sea after today’s battle!

However, they couldn’t understand why he would be so crazy.

“You guys...did that young demon god also…” someone turned to ask Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi.

The two still kept silent, but they nodded with difficulty.

Whoa!

The whole audience was struck dumb. It turned out that the demon god youngster not only killed Niu Tuntian, but also Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi!

Even the influential figures lost their composures, and their expressions grew overcast and troubled. Who…exactly is the demon god youngster?

All gazes suddenly shifted to Elder Gao Yang once again, most of which were unfriendly and full of murderous intent.

In the end, Elder Gao Yang took a deep breath and revealed Lin Xun’s identity. “His name is Lin Xuan. He is not a successor of my Spirit Treasure Holy Land, but a servant. Just like all of you, I don’t know anything else about him.”

Servant?

Many people’s faces visibly twitched and darkened. What does that mean?

Does it mean the saint-level figures of our clans are inferior to a servant of the Spirit Treasure Holy Land?

“If you don’t believe me, then you can wait for him to come out and question him. To tell you the truth, at this moment, I also want to kill that boy!”

Elder Gao Yang was ready to risk everything. With an indifferent and cold expression, he said aloud, “Everyone, don’t forget that beast also killed a successor of my Spirit Treasure Holy Land! How would I still want to defend him?”

Everyone thought of the competition for the opportunity in the nine great mountains. They recalled that the demon god youngster had indeed killed a successor of the Spirit Treasure Holy Land called Gong Yangyu.

Apparently, Gao Yang was telling the truth.

Most importantly, Gao Yang had clearly stated his stance. He no longer defended the young demon god, and the influential figures of all clans believed in his words.

However, they couldn’t help but feel sullen to learn that a servant could cause such a huge sensation in the Deva Secret Realm and even slaughtered many cultivators of various clans.

He had also eliminated Niu Tuntian, Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi!

All his doings were too crazy and unbelievable. Many people felt their hearts weep when they thought about his amazing feats.

“Niu Tuntian and the others are all defeated, but what about Meng Lianqing of the Golden Luan Clan? That girl is also a top supreme saint figure,” someone suddenly asked aloud, drawing many people’s attention.

“You don’t say?” The patriarch of the Golden Luan Clan raged, but in truth, he was hopeful that Meng Lianqing might be able to turn the tides and perhaps create a miracle.

“Her?” Niu Tuntian suddenly gnashed his teeth. “If she hadn’t fled during the battle, then how would I have lost so quickly?”

Fled?

Everyone was taken aback.

The last trace of hope that the Golden Luan Clan patriarch had in his heart completely crumbled, and his face was darker than the bottom of a pot. He was about to go berserk.

Someone asked in surprise, “Do you mean that you were defeated by the demon god youngster even after you teamed up with Meng Lianqing?”

“Hmph!” Niu Tuntian seemed to not care anymore as he said coldly, “It’s not just the two of us, but also Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi. The four of us joined forces, but we still failed to suppress the young demon god! What? Are you shocked? Is it unbelievable? Isn’t this what you want?”

He seemed to be venting his emotions as his voice was quivering with endless anger.

Everyone was completely shaken up and couldn’t organize their emotions. What Niu Tuntian said was too unbelievable.

Four top saints had joined hands, but still lost to a teenager. In the end, three were slaughtered and eliminated from the competition and one fled from battle!

Who could remain calm after hearing such news?

The air was still, and there was complete silence. It was so quiet that it felt suffocating.

Why…why is the demon god youngster so strong?

Who is he?

This question had arisen ever since the first time they had heard about the deeds of the young demon god, but it surfaced once again and many people were more curious than ever.

Soon, under the inquiries of many influential figures, they finally learned about the duel that took place in the ancient hall, heard about that amazing opportunity, and also understood the terror of the demon god youngster!

“The opportunity is about to end. Everyone, be prepared. When the beast shows up, we should capture him right away. Anyone who tries to stop us will be killed without mercy!” The ice-cold voice of Demon Bull King Niu Xiaori shook everyone and sent a wave of terrifying killing intent sweeping through everyone’s hearts like a storm.

The influential figures of every clan nodded, and their stance was surprisingly unanimous.

Everyone realized that the demon god youngster was doomed. Regardless of how many treasures he had gained in the Deva Secret Realm, regardless if he was invincible at the Heaven Ascension Stage, the wrath of many Life Death Stage Kings would be waiting for him when he emerged from the Deva Secret Realm.

No one could rescue him!

……

In the ancient training ground.

Lin Xun stood tall, his black hair fluttering around him and an azure glow of Dao Ripple flowing over his body. It added an elegant and ethereal charm to him.

At his feet lay three mangled corpses—Niu Tuntian, Kong Xiu and Xuan Luozi. The cloying smell of blood filled with air.

Meanwhile, all the cultivators at the foot of the mountain were in a trance, unable to recover from the shock. They still couldn’t believe that the demon god youngster could single-handedly defeat four supreme saints.

It was too unbelievable, so they were particularly shaken.

Even Zhao Jingxuan’s and Toady’s eyes were wide with shock. They had never imagined such an outcome.

It wasn’t that it was bad, but it felt too good. It was like a dream; it felt almost unreal.

Stunned silence continued to fill the air.

As for Lin Xun, there wasn’t a shred of joy or excitement on his face. It was as though he had just achieved something very ordinary. He didn’t feel any special emotions, feelings or thoughts.

He turned to the center of the training ground, where a praying mat lay.

On the mat sat a golden book blooming with dao light, bathing the world in a splendid and sacred golden glow.