Give up!

In the end, he actually admitted defeat on the ancient battlefield.

The creatures of the five major veins were a little bit unbelievable, and the atmosphere instantly became restless.

But soon, no one thought there was anything wrong. Although they felt a little sad, in the end, such behavior was considered natural by everyone.

Ye Wuque...

So powerful!

So scary!

Finally, he unleashed all his strength, sublimated it to the utmost, and delivered the ultimate punch!

However, in the end, it only tore a corner of Ye Wuque's martial arts robe.

Ye Wuque was not hurt at all!

How can we fight this?

Continuing to fight would simply be courting death.

So, in the end, I chose to admit defeat.

"elder brother!"

From under the stage came Zhong Ling's trembling voice. She had already rushed up regardless of everything and hurriedly supported Zhong Mo.

Zhongmo leaned on his sister, still breathing heavily, but he forced a warm smile at Zhongling on his pale face.

"I'm fine..."

In the end, he was still comforting his sister.

Zhong Ling's eyes were red, and he hurriedly supported Zhong Mo and slowly flew up, taking him away from the battlefield.

Ye Wuque stood with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes fixed on Zhongmo, his face calm, and he did not speak.

"Just now, he must have considered using the Time-Reversing Revitalizing Dew, but gave up at the last moment..."

"Most importantly, he still has a deep power hidden within him."

"He still has the strength to fight."

"interesting……"

Ye Wuque's mind was illuminated, and he saw everything clearly, as if he could see through everything.

The transition between the final reaction and the final decision is very interesting.

It seemed that someone finally made him change his mind and finally chose to admit defeat.

You know, before the battle started, Ye Wuque could not hide his belief and determination to win.

Even though he knew he still had the strength to fight, he chose to admit defeat.

Who will be the person who can influence the final choice?

Looking at it as a whole.

Final Spirit?

Not likely!

Then, the only one left is Zhong Wuyan, the head of the Zhong family lineage.

only.

When Ye Wuque once again thought of the faint breath that his powerful perception had sensed during his final outburst, he seemed to have realized something.

"The waters of the Five Great Gods are not only deeper than imagined, but also..."

“It’s a mixed bag!”

Ye Wuque's eyes became more and more profound.

"But nothing matters right now."

"Most importantly..."

On the battlefield, Ye Wuque looked towards the towering golden ancestral temple in front of him!

Enter the ancestral temple!

Talk to the weirdo trapped inside!

That is the most important thing in his eyes.

now.

As he was finally helped off the stage, Ye Wuque was the only one left standing quietly on the stage.

The originally restless atmosphere in the sacrificial square suddenly became quiet again.

The gazes of all the creatures in the five major veins fell on the tall and slender figure at this time, and their expressions gradually became complicated.

Fear, awe, fear, admiration...

Ye Wuque is not one of the five divine surnames; he is an outsider.

But it was this outsider who had now passed through five gates and killed six generals, sweeping from beginning to end with a crushing momentum and defeating all the holy envoys who protected the way.

Even in the end, even if I lose, I still have the last laugh.

Frustrated? Unwilling?

have!

But what is more is the awe and fear of the strong!

This moment.

Taishu Maizhu had already stood up, with a smile on his face, and walked in front of Taishu Rou.

"Rou'er!"

"Uncle!" Tai Shurou, who was already full of excitement and with a gleam in her beautiful eyes, spoke affectionately when she saw Tai Shumaizhu coming.

"You chose a good Holy Protector!"

"Young Master Ye..."

"His arrival is like a huge rock smashing into a pool of stagnant water, stirring up everything! Breaking all the conventions of the past! Bringing in brand new vitality." Taishu Pulse Master sighed.

Tai Shurou understood the meaning of his uncle's words.

"Uncle, I owe Young Master Ye too much! I'm afraid I can never repay it in this lifetime." Tai Shurou looked at Ye Wuque on the battlefield, muttering to herself, the light in her beautiful eyes bright and extraordinary.

at the same time.

The three clan leaders, Yan Xiong, Zi Che Hun and Situ Xianghe, all had expressionless faces. They all sat stiffly in place, not saying a word!

Or rather, I couldn't utter a single word.

But the chill and cruelty that emerged from the depths of the three clan leaders' eyes had transformed into a fiery murderous intent.

"This child... must not be allowed to stay!"

I don’t know who spoke first, the other two didn’t respond, but it seemed like a tacit agreement.

Buzz buzz buzz!

At this moment, a powerful aura surged up, shaking the sacrificial square.

The ancestor of carving!

The old, withered figure who had been sitting cross-legged under the water of Lingze stood up for the first time.

As he stood up, although he did not have a particularly terrifying aura, he had a majesty that covered the heavens and the earth. Then, the magnificent and vicissitudes of life voice rang out again.

"Four levels of Saint selection!"

"Finally, the winner..."

"The lineage of Taishu..."

"The Selector is Tai Shurou!"

"Saint Protector Ye Wuque!"

"On behalf of the five great divine families, I declare this according to the most ancient rituals!"

"The great 'Saintly Lord's Throne'!"

"From now on, it's..."

"Tai Shurou!"

The moment Diao Zu finished speaking, it seemed as if his words came into being.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The towering golden ancestral temple began to shake, and the blazing golden light began to condense.

Finally, from the top of the ancestral temple, at the highest point, golden light began to condense, gather, and shine endlessly.

An ancient majesty rippled out, and powerful authority began to gather.

After a dozen breaths, under the shocked gazes of all the creatures of the five major veins!

They saw that above the void, the golden light condensed to its extreme, and finally condensed into a certain ancient...

Holy Crown!

It is golden and has an ancient shape, as if it came from a distant time ago and has finally appeared in the world.

The golden holy crown shone in the void and finally fell gently towards Tai Shurou.

A blessing came to her mind, and Tai Shurou stretched out her right hand. Immediately, the golden holy crown fell on her right hand, and the light was dancing!

All of a sudden, he felt a strong resonance with the black gold mark on Tai Shurou's forehead!

A powerful ancient force vibrated out, Tai Shurou turned around with the golden holy crown in his hand, and the black and gold mark on his forehead instantly bloomed with a ray of blazing brilliance of the ancestral temple inheritance, and headed straight for the golden ancestral temple!

Rumble!

The next moment, the gate of the golden ancestral temple slowly opened.

"The Holy Lord has returned!"

"The selected ones...enter the ancestral temple..."

"Accept the complete inheritance of the Holy Lord!"

"The Holy Envoy of the Dao...entered the Ancestral Temple..."

"I'm going to grant you an opportunity at the ancestral temple!"

As Diao Zu spoke again, his majestic and vicissitudes of life voice spread throughout the sacrificial square.

A brilliant light shone from the opened gate of the golden ancestral temple, turning into a golden avenue that stretched all the way to Tai Shurou's feet, like an ancient and sacred welcoming ceremony.