"Ancestor!"
Seeing this lame old man, the royal family showed respect, but at the same time felt a little sad.
This is one of the only two surviving ancestors of the royal family. More than two thousand years ago, he led his family to establish a country here.
Today, this powerful person who was once at the peak of the Supreme Saint Realm has declined to the first level of the Supreme Saint Realm.
When he fell to the holy realm, that was probably the time of his demise.
"I guess you are Senior Yang Zizai."
The white-haired young man glanced at the old man's lame leg and said with a sigh, "The world is so unpredictable. A powerful man who was once famous in the Eastern Region has ended up like this."
Then, he changed the subject and said sarcastically, "But this is not anyone else's fault. Who told you to be so undisciplined that you produced such a rebellious demon?"
When the lame old man heard this, there was no ripple on his wrinkled face, and his cloudy eyes looked at him calmly.
"What's the bet?"
The old man obviously doesn't like nonsense.
Seeing the old man's calm expression, the white-haired young man couldn't help but feel a little pressured and didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
After all, he was once a super powerful being. Even if he has declined to this extent, he still has a certain amount of power left.
Especially the demeanor of a strong man who remained calm even when facing a mountain collapse made him, who was originally full of confidence, a little scared.
He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm and said, "According to convention, the older generation has done too much damage, so naturally we let the younger generation compete. How about we play two out of three?"
At the same time, three young people walked out from behind him, two men and one woman, all around twenty years old.
The two young men were wearing dragon robes, and the girl was wearing luxurious palace clothes. They were obviously royal descendants of the Suzaku Dynasty.
"good."
The lame old man nodded, and then said: "Let's go to Jiuyang Mountain. The battle platform there is more solid."
The white-haired young man's expression changed slightly.
He came for Jiuyang Mountain, but he was still a little afraid to enter Jiuyang Mountain directly.
After all, there is a formation set up by a powerful Saint. Even though more than two thousand years have passed, the formation will also weaken.
But the formation is dead and will not be eroded by the barren land, so it will not decay so quickly.
Even the remaining power now is probably enough to threaten him.
"Why, you don't dare?"
There was a rare expression on the lame old man's face, but it was a mocking expression.
"Hahaha, no way! I still trust your credibility, senior. Let's go to Jiuyang Mountain!"
The white-haired young man laughed and agreed reluctantly.
He brought people here this time because he wanted to establish a great image in the hearts of his juniors, especially his beautiful niece. How could he show cowardice?
Must be graceful and powerful!
He had been away from home for many years and had gone through hardships to gain this strength. Now he was back home in glory. What was he after? Wasn't it just to show off in front of his relatives?
Now that I am about to show off, how can I slap myself in the face?
Soon, the group arrived at an ancient battlefield on Jiuyang Mountain. The battlefield was a hundred meters in diameter and was paved with special bricks and stones. It was also engraved with various rune formations, making it extremely solid.
"This Jiuyang Mountain is indeed a treasure land. There are many stone carvings of powerful people that we have seen along the way. They are all left by powerful people in the late stage of the Supreme Saint Realm. There are even sword marks left by Heavenly Saints."
The white-haired young man thought secretly, with a glimmer of greed in his eyes. Such a precious land must be his!
"Three combatants from our Nine Sun Dynasty are here."
Soon, Emperor Jiuyang came here with three people, namely the third prince Yang Shengtian, the second princess Yang Wanying, and... Qin Zi!
After walking out of the spirit pool, Yang Shengtian and Qin Zi immediately became hostile and almost started a fight on the spot.
Emperor Jiuyang appeared in time, stopped them, and brought the three people over.
As for the eldest prince Yang Qitian, he was excluded.
Because it was a well-known fact that Yang Qitian had lost to Qin Zi in Fenglei Valley last time, his place in the battle was squeezed out by Qin Zi.
Originally, this wasn't an easy job, and there was no benefit in winning.
But Qin Zi is grateful for the favor and is grateful for the favor. He just soaked in the other person's spirit pool, so he can't just pull up his pants and ignore him, right?
So he was arrested.
"Now that everyone is here, let's get started. Three against three. You can choose your opponent."
The young man in white said proudly.
He was very confident in his three younger generations, because they were naturally gifted, and he had acquired a large amount of thousand-year-old stalactites some time ago, which allowed these three younger generations to be reborn and their strength increased dramatically.
Today, all three have reached the eighth level of Nirvana. With such age and strength, they can be called monsters in the Seven Kingdoms!
"I will fight you."
The second princess Yang Wanying looked at the princess of the Suzaku Dynasty and said calmly.
"good."
The princess smiled, and then the battle began.
“Boom! Boom!”
"Suzaku Fire!"
"Nine Suns Patrolling the Sky!"
"Bang!!"
The two princesses looked gentle, but they were extremely ruthless in their attacks. Each of their moves was terrifying, with the power to split mountains and break peaks.
This battle was very fierce.
The third prince Yang Shengtian, looking at the graceful figure of the second princess Yang Wanying, silently clenched his fists, with a flash of sadness in his eyes.
The most talented person in the royal family?
hehe……
Soon, the battle between the two princesses reached its final stage.
"Nine Yang Tribulation Destruction Finger!"
The second princess, Yang Wanying, had her sleeves fluttering as she pointed a finger. A beam of light containing destructive power pierced through the void, shattering Princess Suzaku's defense and piercing her shoulder.
"Um."
Princess Suzaku groaned, staggered to the ground, blood gushing from her right shoulder, and her face was pale.
The winner is decided!
"how so?"
The white-haired young man's face changed slightly. It was beyond his expectation that the second princess of the Nine Yang Dynasty was so strong.
This made his original confidence dissipate a little - it seemed that his three juniors had no way of winning.
but……
He took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes.
Even if he really lost, his trip would not be in vain!
How can a cooked duck fly away?
"There are two left. You choose first."
At this time, Yang Shengtian looked down at Qin Zi and spoke coldly in a commanding tone.
"Why didn't you choose first?"
Qin Zi responded sharply.
Yang Shengtian had a blank expression on his face and said indifferently, "I chose first, so there won't be a third game."
Qin Zi heard the hidden meaning and couldn't help but look at this arrogant man carefully, then smiled and said: "You can try."
"Oh."
Yang Shengtian glanced at Qin Zi with a sneer, as if he was looking at a clown, and then slowly walked out.
He disdained to say anything.
But the meaning is very clear - just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it. Your questioning of me only reveals your shallowness and ignorance!
He slowly raised his right hand, pointed at a prince of Suzaku Nation across from him, and said calmly: "You, fight me."