Chapter 141: The Eldest Senior Brother of Luodi Mountain (Part Six)

The next day
The elder of the Water God Palace was dead.
He had forced his way into the Demon Gate, only to be annihilated by the great formation, a death beyond any hope of survival.
The people of the Azure Netherworld Domain were even more grief-stricken.
The second duel began.
Faced with a group of resentful individuals who had volunteered to fight, Su Chen personally selected one.
He could lose the first round, to let these people realize that the geniuses of the Azure Netherworld Domain were not merely reliant on trickery; underestimating them would lead to a terrible death.
But the second round...
could not be lost!
“Yuwen Wushuang, you will fight in the second round.”
Everyone looked at a man lying lazily on a blue stone behind them. He seemed somewhat surprised that Su Chen had called him.
However, he still got up, stretched, a long sword and a wine gourd hanging at his waist, his brown hair fluttering in the wind.
“You trust me that much to fight?”
Yuwen Wushuang asked Su Chen.
The Yuwen family.
A top power in the Qingming Dao Domain, no weaker than the Nangong family, to which Su Chen belonged.
However, the Nangong and Yuwen families had always been sworn enemies, and Nangong Chen had also clashed with Yuwen Wushuang.
Nangong Chen won.
He defeated Yuwen Wushuang in three moves.
Yuwen Wushuang became a laughingstock in the Qingming Dao Domain.
He fell into obscurity.
Others remained skeptical.
“Divine Son Nangong, let me fight in the second match!”
“The second match is crucial; we absolutely cannot lose!”
A descendant of an ancient power requested.
Su Chen glanced at him.
“You cannot win the second match.”
These blunt words made the prodigy's face turn pale, and he coldly and unwillingly said, “Nangong Chen, I respect you as the leader of the younger generation in the Qingming Dao Domain, but that doesn't mean you can humiliate me at will!”
Su Chen held up one finger.
"One move? Nangong Chen, do you intend to defeat me in one move?"
The prodigy felt utterly humiliated.
Then...
He was directly suppressed to the ground, unable to move.
This scene shocked everyone.
A prodigy who dared to provoke Su Chen was naturally not weak.
Now, he was suppressed without warning.
This was simply too terrifying!
Ji Changkong, however, acted as if it were perfectly normal.
"To actually dare to provoke Senior Brother, your courage is commendable."
Ji Changkong was very impressed.
He had personally witnessed all the younger generation of the Zixiao Dao Sect, and even the ancient prodigies, being easily suppressed by Senior Brother!
Su Chen looked at Yuwen Wushuang and said, "You won't lose. You need a battle to prove yourself!"
Yuwen Wushuang's eyes flickered slightly. He nodded and said, "Alright, I'll fight for the Qingming Dao Domain in this battle."
"I never expected that the one who understands me best would be you."
Yuwen Wushuang smiled bitterly.
On the Demon Gate
Zhu Huangtian brought back a bronze pillar, and a prodigy from the Qingming Dao Domain was still bound to it.
Soon, the second battle began.
The Xuanming Demon Domain sent out a demon prodigy with the bloodline of a six-winged demonic roc, whose demonic aura was overwhelming.
Before it, Yuwen Wushuang appeared extremely small.
Like a small boat on a vast ocean.
Capsizing at any moment in the raging storm.
Yuwen Wushuang drew his sword. The sword was swift, piercing through space and leaving a cut on the six-winged demonic roc prodigy's body.
Just as the second sword was about to strike his head...
The prodigy of the Six-Winged Demon Roc clan finally made his move. He clearly hadn't expected Yuwen Wushuang to be so fast... but the Six-Winged Demon Roc clan was renowned for its speed, and it was even said that their ancient ancestor could race against time, rivaling even the ancient emperors!
In the air, the battle between the man and the roc was incredibly fast. Both were covered in wounds, exchanging injury for injury.
"Yuwen Wushuang is actually so powerful!"
Everyone was stunned, looking at Yuwen Wushuang with newfound respect.
But this wasn't enough. In this exchange of injury, Yuwen Wushuang couldn't defeat the prodigy of the Six-Winged Demon Roc clan.
However, as Su Chen had said,
Yuwen Wushuang needed a battle to prove himself.
His defeat to Su Chen in three moves was not a disgrace.
Blood stained the sky.
Countless people were shocked.
A layer of white flames actually bloomed on Yuwen Wushuang's blade, enveloping it.
"He...comprehended the Yuwen family's Secret of Time?"
White flames flickered.
Yuwen Wushuang slashed with his blade.
Space cracked open at a single point.
The Demon Roc fell.
Yuwen Wushuang took the Demon Roc's crystal core.
The Demon Roc's corpse was distributed among the people of the Azure Netherworld Domain, and its recipe was studied right under the noses of the people of the Profound Netherworld Demon Domain.
This scene enraged the geniuses of the Profound Netherworld Demon Domain.
"My lord, we absolutely cannot return the people of the Azure Netherworld Domain!"
Zhu Huangtian remained expressionless, his eight arms flailing as he dismembered the demon genius who had spoken.
"Useless trash! Take him away. I, Zhu Huangtian, can afford to play this game!"
"You'll be lucky the second time, but you won't be so lucky the third time!"
Zhu Huangtian looked coldly at the people of the Azure Netherworld Domain below, who were devouring the six-winged Demon Roc.
The third day
Zhu Huangtian brought up another bronze pillar.
A woman was bound to a bronze pillar.
Upon seeing this, Ji Changkong was incredibly excited.
“It’s my little sister! Senior Brother, we absolutely cannot lose this match!”
Su Chen stared at Ji Changkong.
Ji Changkong had a bad feeling.
“Senior Brother, I’m only at the peak of the ninth level of the Void Realm, not even at the Nirvana Realm…”
Su Chen looked at Ji Changkong and said, “Junior Brother Ji, I believe you can definitely win.”
Ji Changkong forced a smile and said, “Senior Brother, I really can’t.”
Su Chen shook his head: “You can.”
“If I remember correctly, you’ve been stuck at the ninth level of the Void Realm for thirty years.”
Ji Changkong said, “Junior Brother is dull-witted.”
Su Chen gave Ji Changkong a deep look.
“Junior Brother Ji, now you must go on stage.”
Su Chen grabbed Ji Changkong and threw him out.
As a descendant of Luodi Mountain and the Ancient Ji Family, how could his talent be weak?
Ji Changkong was afraid!
Su Chen wasn't sure if Ji Changkong was afraid of dying in the fight or if he had a secret.
But he was certain.
Ji Changkong's talent was exceptional.
The bottleneck of the Nirvana Realm couldn't hold him back for thirty years!
From the direction of the Xuanming Demon Realm, seeing that the one fighting was a young man below the Nirvana Realm, they all laughed.
They thought the Qingming Dao Realm had lost its mind.
The woman bound to the bronze pillar, seeing that the one fighting was actually her brother, was filled with despair.
It's over!
It wasn't just the Xuanming Demon Realm.
The geniuses of the Qingming Dao Realm were also filled with despair.
"Has the Qingming Dao Realm run out of talent? They actually sent out someone below the Nirvana Realm!"
The geniuses from the Xuanming Demon Realm laughed.
Ji Changkong cautiously said, "How about we make peace? You release her, and I'll admit defeat?"
The prodigy from the Xuanming Demon Realm scoffed, "I'll devour you piece by piece, but I'll preserve your last shred of consciousness so you can watch her being devoured by me too."
Ji Changkong sighed helplessly.
"Since that's the case... then you can only die."
Ji Changkong's body suddenly turned snow-white, crystalline, radiating supreme immortal radiance. Countless law runes transformed into chains that fell from the sky.
"A Holy Spirit... it's actually a Primordial Holy Spirit!"