"But fortunately, no one was killed. Otherwise, not to mention Wu Yifan, even I would have found it difficult to withstand the wrath of the Eight Desolate God Emperor."
After seeing that Chen Daoyu was only eliminated and not seriously injured, Lord Wanguang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since Chen Daoyu came out of the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, the expression on his face has been extremely gloomy. Seeing this, the sect leaders around him did not dare to ask who defeated Chen Daoyu, for fear of bringing bad luck to Chen Daoyu.
At this moment, the Eight Desolate God Emperor made Chen Daoyu appear in front of him with just a thought.
After seeing his master, Chen Daoyu put away the gloom on his face and spoke respectfully.
"Master."
"Well, who defeated you?"
The expression on the face of the Eight Desolate God Emperor was not very good at this time. After all, he did not accept disciples easily. Even Chen Daoyu was accepted as his disciple because he possessed the Purple Sky Divine Body and had powerful talents.
And Chen Daoyu did not disappoint himself. He cultivated to the peak of Earth God in just over 9,000 years. However, he did not expect that he would be eliminated in this Thousand Sects Competition.
Hearing this, Chen Daoyu's expression changed. After a long time, he clasped his fists and spoke in an apologetic tone.
"Master, I want to solve this matter myself, so please don't interfere."
Hearing Chen Daoyu's words, the Eight Desolate God Emperor's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a scrutinizing gaze fell on Chen Daoyu.
After a while, the Eight Desolate God Emperor finally spoke, his tone containing a hint of compromise.
"Okay, since you said you would handle this matter on your own, I hope you can resolve it as soon as possible. Don't let this matter become a demon in your heart and affect your cultivation."
"Yes, Master."
Chen Daoyu nodded, then looked in the direction of the Eight Desolate Divine Realm. His eyes were full of determination, and he said silently in his heart: Just wait, Wu Yifan, I will definitely defeat you, definitely!
After saying that, Chen Daoyu stood up and said goodbye to the Eight Desolate God Emperor, and headed back towards the Eight Desolate Realm. There was no suspense about what would happen next, and the final champion should be Wu Yifan.
After Chen Daoyu left, nearly another year had passed. More and more disciples from the Thousand Sects were eliminated from the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, but there was not a single disciple from the Wan Guang Sect among them. This made the sect masters present couldn't help but look at the Wan Guang Divine Lord.
The eyes of the Lord of Wanguang were full of shock. A bold idea had already come to his mind: Wu Yifan, could he protect all the disciples of the Wanguang Sect by himself?
In the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, the situation was just as the Lord of Ten Thousand Lights had expected. In the central area of the Eight Desolate Divine Realm, Wu Yifan was protecting all the disciples of the Wan Guang Sect behind him, and in front of him stood more than a thousand disciples of the Wan Guang Sect.
Those with higher cultivation levels have reached the level of Earth Gods, while those with lower cultivation levels are all gods.
They couldn't help but look at Wu Yifan and said with extremely serious expressions.
"Fellow Daoist, this is against the rules. Could you please let them come out and fight us fairly?"
There are a total of 250 disciples from Wan Guangzong, including Wu Yifan, who are participating in the Thousand Sects Competition this time. Now that they are protected by Wu Yifan, it means that the top 250 places in the Thousand Sects Competition are all taken by Wan Guangzong.
If Wu Yifan, who was in the Heavenly God Realm, won the championship, they would have no objection, but they could not accept that a group of weaklings, most of whom had not reached the God Realm, got into the top 250.
Facing their threats, Wu Yifan's expression remained unchanged and he spoke in a calm tone.
"No need to waste time. If you want to attack them, then attack me first."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Qianzong disciples present were extremely ugly, and at this time, a late Earth God finally couldn't help but speak.
"Everyone, although Wu Yifan is capable of fighting, they only have one Wu Yifan who can fight. If we attack together, I believe Wu Yifan will not be able to kill us all. At that time, we only need to send out one true god to easily eliminate the disciples of Wan Guang Sect.
After we eliminate all the Wan Guang Sect disciples, we can then decide the ranking based on our own abilities, how about that?"
As the late Earth God spoke, without any surprise, the thousands of disciples around him soon agreed loudly.
They can all admit defeat, but they will never allow beings with lower cultivation than themselves to obtain a higher ranking than themselves.
After hearing their words, Wu Yifan's expression remained unchanged. Instead, he sneered disdainfully.
"It's just a fool's dream."
If they really think that their strength is limited, then they can be eliminated directly.
And the next second, all the disciples of the Thousand Sects attacked Wu Yifan in unison. The momentum was so terrifying that even ordinary peak-level gods could not be their opponents.
But Wu Yifan is a god, not an ordinary god, so their final fate can only be to be killed.
The Wan Guang Sect disciples who were protected by Wu Yifan behind them had worried expressions on their faces, but they also thought of their senior brother, a terrifying existence who even Chen Daoyu had defeated. It seemed that all the disciples of the Qian Sect in front of them were not as powerful as Chen Daoyu combined.
Looking at this scene, Wu Yifan drew out an extremely terrifying divine sword, which he had obtained by chance.
Although He prefers to fight with bare hands, in this situation it is obvious that using a sword will clear the situation faster.
"Broken Rain God Slash!"
As Wu Yifan finished speaking, the magic sword in his hand seemed to come to life, and countless terrifying sword energies burst out, attacking the Qianzong disciples like an extremely huge wall.
When the disciples of Qianzong felt the power of this sword, their faces were filled with shock and they couldn't help but speak.
"No, He is not an ordinary god, run away!"
They felt a fatal threat from this sword, and had an extremely terrifying feeling in their hearts. No matter what, they could not block this sword.
The only way to survive is to admit defeat and be eliminated.
It was obvious that the moment they had this thought, the sword energy swept over them like a storm.
By the time the sword energy swept through, there was no living god left at the scene.
No, there is another one.
The face of the early stage True God who was previously assigned to attack the disciples of Wan Guang Sect was full of surprise. It was obvious that he did not expect the change to come so quickly and suddenly.
PS: Originally the author planned to write this book to two or even three million words. According to the current outline, it is indeed possible to write this number of words, but the income is not enough to support it. Now I can't even make 50 yuan a day, so the author will try his best to fill in all the holes and finish it before the Chinese New Year. I apologize.
Finally, as usual, the author begs for gifts, begs for gifts, he can hardly afford to eat, so he kneels down to thank you.
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