"What exactly happened?!"
The elders were puzzled. These people seemed like death warriors, fearless and ruthless. But who would train so many half-step Supreme Realm death servants?
Just when they were puzzled.
A candidate for the Holy Son was suddenly grabbed by a blond boy.
"Help me!"
The chosen candidate for the Holy Son stared wide-eyed, struggling desperately, yet still met his own explosion.
boom!
Yet another candidate for the Holy Son has fallen!
Finally, one of the candidates for Holy Son withdrew, saying, "I...I will not participate in this Holy Son selection. I withdraw!"
"I'm quitting too!"
"..."
Some people chose to quit, while others chose to take a gamble. After all, it's impossible for so many half-step supreme beings to choose to self-destruct, right?
Several elders also chose to return to protect the candidate for the Holy Son.
These are all the prodigies of their Wudao Holy Land. If they all perish here, how will they ever be able to compete with Taiyan Holy Land in the future?
"Fine! So you still want to protect them now? Then don't blame me for being ruthless! My fellow disciples, I'm sorry!"
In the crowd, a blond-haired teenager suddenly chose to self-destruct.
No one could react in time.
boom!
Even with the suppression of a supreme expert, this sudden self-destruction still killed many disciples of the Daoless Holy Land.
Seeing this, the others also dared not stay any longer. One person after another was self-destructing; was it never going to end?
The martial arts arena, which was originally crowded with tens of thousands of spectators, became deserted in an instant.
Meanwhile, on a nearby spiritual peak, Jun Wuyai scrambled to his feet in a disheveled state. "Cough cough, damn it, if I had known this Holy Son selection would be this crazy, I wouldn't have come. I almost got blown up."
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