Yuwen Si vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood and yelled, "It's mine! What belongs to the Southern Dipper Star Lord should belong to the Yuwen Family. No one is allowed to snatch it from me! "
He continued to move forward as though he had gone mad, trying to get onto the Light Mainland again.
However, many people had already squeezed in front of him.
A Dongfang Family disciple reached behind Yuwen Si, grabbed his neck, and wrestled with him.
At this moment, Yang Qingxuan was at the front. He had finally reached the edge of the Light Mainland. He took a deep breath and stepped onto it.
He instantly felt his body relax, and that omnipresent suppression seemed to have disappeared.
However, the sky full of battle souls roared and howled, carrying a torrential battle intent.
"Kill! Kill! — "
"Don't die! — "
"Defeat everything! — "
All sorts of tyrannical wills shuttled out from that terrifying battle.
Yang Qingxuan was in a trance as though his consciousness had returned to the distant past and combined with that destructive battle frequency.
Bam! Bam!
The sky full of battle souls bombarded him one by one, jolting him out of his dazed state and revealing a pained expression. "Ah! — "
"You want to not die, you want to defeat everything, and so do I! Your enemies have long turned into ancient times, and your remnant wills are the stepping stones for me to defeat everything and ascend to the peak! "
Yang Qingxuan roared and clenched his fists. His Daoist heart and will erupted, forming a certain frequency of energy waves around him that blocked all the battle souls' attacks.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A large number of battle souls exploded, blasting out circles of waves that spread in all directions.
The warriors who hadn't stepped onto the Light Mainland felt the impact of the will. Their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly stopped, not daring to move forward.
The Dongfang Family's higher-ups widened their eyes in horror. What kind of tyrannical will was this? It could actually contend with so many ancient battle souls.
"This brat … Could it be that the appearance of the Southern Dipper Star Lord's inheritance in this rebellion cycle was specially created for him?"
At the back of the inheritance space, a light figure descended from the ethereal void and transformed into the figure of a man. His face was resolute and his eyes were like torches. With a single glance, he seemed to be able to see through all the mysteries of the entire inheritance.
"Yes, Patriarch!"
A disciple of the Dongfang Family cried out in alarm.
Then, most of the cultivators hurriedly turned around and bowed to the figure, saying in unison, "Greetings, Patriarch!"
The disciples of the other sects and families were also shocked. They all turned around. Although they did not bow down, they were extremely respectful and showed their respect.
Only Yu Wen Si, Yu Wen Yin, Guo En, and Zhao Feng's faces were ghastly pale. They were so frightened that the rage, unwillingness, and all sorts of other emotions in their hearts had been swept away. They were trembling with fear, and their bodies were trembling.
That man was one of the Eight Domain Heavenly Kings, Dongfang Wu. He had used a great divine ability to project himself.
In the entire space, only Yang Qingxuan was still struggling with the Ancient Fighting Soul. He was completely unaware of what was happening outside.
Dongfang Wu said indifferently, "Among the disciples of the Dongfang Family, whoever obtains the inheritance of the Southern Dipper Star Lord will be promoted to a first-class disciple and enter the list of successors."
The void instantly exploded. All the disciples of the Dongfang Family were in an uproar and became incomparably excited.
Even the elders and protectors' thoughts flickered, and their eyes were somewhat erratic.
Almost all of the Dongfang Family's disciples here couldn't enter the first-class disciple ranking in their entire lives. Now that such a huge opportunity was presented to them, who wouldn't go crazy? Whoosh! They scrambled to be the first to enter the Light Mainland.
The average speed of their movement was much faster than before.
The disciples of the other sects and families also mustered up their strength and rushed with all their might. Since the Dongfang Family valued this inheritance so much, their own family definitely valued it highly. If they could obtain the inheritance, they might be able to enter the first-class disciple list when they returned.
Dongfang Wu's words instantly incited everyone to fight with all their might.
Moreover, the news of the Southern Dipper Star Lord's inheritance had also spread among the upper echelons of the Dongfang Family. All the branches and forces rushed over with their genius disciples, wanting to fight for a glimmer of hope.
Dongfang Qingmu sighed and seemed to have given up. He came to Dongfang Wu's side and said, "Brother Wu, you're deliberately causing trouble for Yang Qingxuan."
Dongfang Wu's eyes flickered, and he smiled faintly. "Big Brother, you're wrong. How many times have we calculated that the will of the Southern Dipper Star Lord should also be in this ancient battlefield, but we've never seen it appear from the beginning to the end. It's not easy for it to appear this time. Are you willing to see it fall into the hands of outsiders? "
Dongfang Qingmu said, "Of course I'm not willing, but everything has its own destiny. Besides, look at the current situation, Yang Qingxuan is most likely to obtain it."
Dongfang Wu said, "The end is not here yet. Everything is unpredictable. I really hope that the family can produce one or two young disciples who can compete with Yang Qingxuan. Therefore, I'm sincerely throwing out the reward of the first-class disciple list. "
Dongfang Qingmu smiled bitterly. "Wishes are always beautiful."
"Unwilling! Unyielding! Undying! Undefeated! These are all your remnant thoughts, but they're also my thoughts! Since I'm here, there's nothing that can stop me from retreating! "
Yang Qingxuan desperately waved his fist into the void, hitting those fighting souls. He shouted, "You only need to attack me, and I can't attack you?!"
Above the fist, circles of willpower rippled out and pushed back the Fighting Souls that were charging at him. Some of the weaker ones were directly shattered.
A gentleman is like a dragon, pressing forward courageously!
Yang Qingxuan took a step forward, his Dao Heart became more and more determined. He threw out a punch recklessly, blasting open a path, and strode forward.
All the warriors in the void were terrified. Some of them even had thoughts of retreating. It was hard to say if they could make it to the Light Mainland. Even if they made it to the top, how could they withstand the impact of the War Spirits?
There were also some who were frightened, but they still gritted their teeth and moved forward. How would they know if they didn't try?
According to the established path of life, it was impossible for them to have the chance to touch the first-class disciple list. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, they had to give it a try even if they had to risk their lives.
After Yang Qingxuan broke through the layers of fighting souls, the path immediately became flat, and there were no more obstacles.
He was overjoyed and rushed forward. Suddenly, a strong will descended and pressed down on his body.
"Boom!"
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, and he was forced back more than ten steps. "Wah!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked forward with a pale face.
A faintly discernible white figure stood in front of him, hands behind his back. Although he couldn't see his face, the aura of a peerless master was obvious.
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