Unexpectedly, there was actually someone who could defeat Li Shuhuang, who possessed the Nine Hells Burning World Demon Suppression Tower. No, not defeated. If Duanmu Hong had not taken action, Li Shuhuang would probably have died here.
“What a pity! If the Saint of Jade Phoenix Palace really dies here, the Jade Phoenix Palace will be without a successor for the next hundred years…” The Lord of the Netherworld Pavilion glanced at Duanmu Chengkang on the viewing platform and sighed secretly in his heart.
If Duanmu Chengkang hadn't been sitting there, Duanmu Hong's illegal behavior would definitely not have resulted in just losing her position as the sect leader. All the sects would definitely not give up until they bit off a big piece of fat from the Yuhuang Palace!
"What a pity!" All the elders of the sect looked at Duanmu Hong and Li Shuhuang standing beside her with complicated eyes;
"Xu Feng, the Holy Son of the Qinglian Sect, is currently ranked first in the Holy Son Competition. Are there any Holy Sons or Saint Ladies willing to challenge him? If no one challenges him after ten breaths, Xu Feng will be qualified to enter the Tiandao Study!" an elder in charge repeated loudly.
Xu Feng glanced around with a cold look in his eyes, as if he didn't take anyone present seriously; the nine ancient demons, the demons that could be suppressed in the Demon Suppression Tower, were all powerful, immortal, and impossible to kill completely. If any one of them was released, it would cause big trouble. As a result, the nine immortal ancient demons were all reduced to ashes with Xu Feng's light wave of his hand. The saints present might be limited by their vision and didn't know how terrifying Xu Feng's attack was, but the elders of the sect present were all shrewd people, especially the elders of Duanmu Hong's generation who had experienced the Demon Suppression War. They had personally fought against the nine emperor-level ancient demons.
It can be said that even if these nine ancient demons had been suppressed for hundreds of years and their realms and cultivation had all dropped to the king level, none of these elders were willing to fight them again...
"Wan..." Seeing that the ten breaths were almost up, a Saint Son could no longer hold back and wanted to stand up and challenge Xu Feng.
As a result, he had just stood up and uttered a word when an elder beside him slashed his neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious. Seeing everyone's eyes gathered in this direction, the elder helped his own sect's Saint Son to sit down slowly, smiled and bowed to everyone around him, saying: "My Saint Son is in poor health. I'm afraid he can't participate in this year's Saint Son Competition. Please forgive me!"
For a moment, all the elders of the various sects looked towards their own saint sons and saint daughters, their eyes full of dissuasion; these were the future sect masters that had been trained for more than ten years or even decades, if they really died here, they would not be able to explain to the sect masters of their respective sects when they returned home;
“Master, this…” Gongsun Jue, the Holy Son of the Netherworld Pavilion, said in a low voice to the Netherworld Pavilion Master beside him with a little reluctance. Gongsun Jue had cultivated the Netherworld Ghost Body Art to the Great Perfection, and his entire body had long since transformed into an innate ghost body. Although it could not be compared with the innate divine spirits of the True Phoenix bloodline, it was definitely comparable to the innate human beings before Xu Feng. He could even freely enter and exit the Netherworld with his innate ghost body, and obtain many natural treasures from the Netherworld that could not be obtained in the upper realm…
"You are not even Li Shuhuang's opponent, how dare you stand up and challenge Xu Feng?" After the Netherworld Pavilion Master said this, he sighed softly and said, "Although we can't see clearly what means the Qinglian Sect's Holy Son used, I can be sure that it is not the Qinglian Sect's magical power! Do you think that violating the rules of the Holy Son Competition and being easily removed from the position of Sect Master can be regarded as a punishment? No matter how powerful Duanmu Chengkang is, he is just an emperor-level powerhouse, yes! The Jade Phoenix Palace has the most emperor-level powerhouses, but the other ninety-nine sects have no emperor-level powerhouses!"
“Master, then…” A look of surprise appeared on Gongsun Jue’s face.
“Hey, we couldn’t see clearly what the Qinglian Sect’s Saint Son was doing. Even if anyone in the hall replaced Li Shuhuang, they couldn’t escape the fate of falling…” The Netherworld Pavilion Master sighed softly, “Nine ancient demons were completely killed so easily. Who wouldn’t be afraid of such a method?”
Gongsun Jue finally showed a look of realization on his face. It turned out that hundreds of elders from dozens of sects present, including the supreme elders on the viewing platform, saw Xu Feng's methods and became suspicious in their hearts. They tacitly had the mentality of targeting Xu Feng, so they took Duanmu Hong's illegal behavior lightly and did not pursue it any further, because they had already put themselves in Li Shuhuang's position and believed that they could not be Xu Feng's opponent. They felt sympathy. Otherwise, Duanmu Hong's punishment this time would definitely not be resolved by just giving up the sect leader.
Despite this, Gongsun Jue still had an unwilling look on his face. He did not think that he would be helpless against Xu Feng like Li Shuhuang. After all, the innate ghost body was immune to most magical skills except for some magical skills that could restrain the ghost body. And in Gongsun Jue's view, Xu Feng's light palm had absolutely nothing to do with restraining the innate ghost body!
The hall was in a dead silence, and all eyes were focused on Xu Feng. There was reluctance, anger, jealousy, doubt, and deep envy in their eyes. That was the qualification to enter the Tiandao Study, the future emperor-level powerhouse...
Ten breaths later, none of the saints of the one hundred sects dared to stand up and challenge Xu Feng! "Are there any other saints who would like to challenge Qinglian Sect's Saint Xu Feng?" The elder in charge waited for ten breaths and asked with a smile. After scanning the circle and seeing that no one stood up, he continued loudly: "In this case, I declare that the first place in this Saint Son Competition is Qinglian Sect's Saint Xu Feng!"
...(End of this chapter)