Tens of thousands of disciples applauded and cheered in unison to celebrate Mo Hai's successful absorption of the holy flame.
Then, many disciples looked at Ji Yongfang with sympathy, looking at this legendary yet tragic character.
"The holy flame just had to be so dispirited when he was on the spell altar. What bad luck."
"I was initially quite upset that An Lin absorbed too much holy flame and Brother Mo Hai couldn't absorb any, but I feel much better now …"
"Oi, what are you going to make Brother Ji think?"
"He's already cried three times in front of tens of thousands of disciples. What a pitiful sight."
"I didn't believe Mo Hai when he said Brother Ji was the number one crying god of the Vermilion Bird Sect, but now I do!"
"This level of misery is almost comparable to that of Sister Shangguan Yi!"
"That's right. We must hold it in and stop laughing at him."
"Alright, we'll laugh at him tomorrow …"
…
Ji Yongfang had been dealt a heavy blow, and he didn't dare to bicker with An Lin anymore. All he wanted was for the ceremony to end as soon as possible so that he could leave this place as soon as possible!
Elder Ji stared intently at the holy flame, but he couldn't detect anything.
In the end, he could only shake his head with a forlorn sigh and avert his gaze.
Mo Hai returned to An Lin's side with a forced smile on his face. "Brother, you're really something. Look at how badly you've bullied Brother Ji. He'll probably miss you for the rest of his life!"
An Lin rolled his eyes at Mo Hai. "I'm not taking the blame for this. I didn't do anything from beginning to end. He's the one suffering the consequences of his own actions, so don't blame it on me."
Ji Yongfang's body swayed slightly upon hearing this, and he stumbled a few steps to the side.
Mo Hai laughed unkindly and said, "That's the most flirtatious thing."
At this moment, the Vermilion Bird Sect's Great Elder Chen Xinran announced, "Number six, Shangguan Yi, please proceed to the spell altar."
"Go, Sister Shangguan!" An Lin cheered.
"Relax, don't worry about anything else," Lu Jiazhi chimed in.
Shangguan Yi nodded at An Lin and the others. She was already mentally prepared for failure, so there wasn't much anxiety on her face as she made her way toward the spell altar without uttering a single word.
Tens of thousands of disciples also began to focus their attention on the white-robed woman.
If An Lin and Ji Yongfang were unexpected surprises, then Shangguan Yi was an unexpected surprise. All of the disciples felt like it would be strange if nothing happened to Shangguan Yi.
Even the elders in the elder seating area focused their attention on the woman on the altar and made all sorts of preparations.
"Elder Xiao, how's the weather? Are there any abnormal energy fluctuations?"
"No, the weather within a hundred miles is normal. No abnormal energy was detected."
"Elder Zhu, have you discovered any unknown objects approaching?"
"There were three strange beasts that were acting strangely within a forty kilometer radius, but I've already burned them to death."
"Elder Liu …"
…
Shangguan Yi released her high-grade Vermilion Bird Flame Wing before looking up at the Holy Vermilion Flame like a devout devotee.
All of the disciples began to discuss among themselves.
"Do you guys think Sister Shangguan Yi will receive the approval of the Holy Vermilion Flame?"
"That's a bit of a stretch. She's always been very unlucky …"
"Furthermore, it's not like you guys don't know that her constitution is completely incompatible with the power of fire. With a constitution like that, how could she possibly receive the light of the Holy Vermilion Flame? "
"You can't say that. She's had a lot of accidents happen to her. If that's the case, then it wouldn't be an accident, so Sister Shangguan will definitely succeed this time! "
"Even if something unexpected happens, it's not going to be a good thing …"
"What could possibly happen? It's not like she's going to freeze the Holy Vermilion Flame into nothingness."
…
Right at this moment, the pure white flame began to tremor slightly, and the power to purify everything began to proliferate outward.
A burst of power descended from the sky and drew the projection of the Vermilion Bird Flame Wing into the sky, where it was then engulfed by the Holy Vermilion Flame!
Tears welled up in the eyes of the tens of thousands of disciples as an excited thought welled up in their hearts. Shangguan Yi … had finally succeeded!
Shangguan Yi was like a beautiful white lotus blooming in the night sky.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she was on the verge of tears.
How many years had it been? She had been holding on to something and working hard in a certain direction …
She loved the Vermilion Bird Sect more than anyone else, and she wanted to use fire-type spell techniques more than anyone else.
Today, she had finally received the acknowledgment of the Holy Vermilion Flame! The projection of the holy flame could unclog one's meridians and materialize a holy flame in one's sea of vital energy, thereby allowing one to truly use fire-type spell techniques!
The white holy flame began to stir, and it was about to unleash the white light of the holy flame.
Right at this moment, the holy flame suddenly flared up, and a boundless white light lit up the entire night sky.
Immediately afterward, the holy flame transformed into a holy sword over a kilometer in length that hung high in the sky.
Everyone was dumbstruck, and they didn't understand what was going on.
Shangguan Yi's body swayed as a bitter feeling welled up in her heart. Why did accidents always happen?
The twenty or so elders in the spectator stands were taken aback at first, but they soon stood up at the same time as their auras erupted forth. Ten of them had even reached the Return to Void Stage, and their combined auras were powerful enough to crush the sky.
The holy sword turned and stabbed toward a certain spot in the sky.
"Boom!"
A white flaming sword projection pierced through the sky like a silver river, slicing the sky in half for over fifty kilometers!
Most of the residents of the Bai Hua State could see this fearsome sword projection. It was extremely dazzling and invincible in the night sky, as if it were going to incinerate the entire sky.
Tens of thousands of disciples were completely dumbstruck, and they had no idea what was going on.
An Lin's heart thumped with unease, as if an extremely terrifying power was approaching.
He silently pulled out his Evil-Slaying Sword and focused his gaze on a certain spot in the sky.
The sword projection dissipated, and a massive gash appeared where its power had passed. Blue blood slowly flowed from the gash, and a fishy yet aromatic scent wafted through the air.
"The Holy Vermilion Flame really does live up to its reputation. To think that it was able to slay a Void Immortal Beast from our holy land with a single strike. However, it was still a step too slow …"
A voice imbued with boundless imperial might sounded, striking a sense of subservience into the hearts of all who heard it. This was the voice of a high and mighty empress, and it was as if everyone else in this world were ants aside from her.
The gash slowly expanded from several hundred feet in size to a massive black gash that was close to ten kilometers in width.
From afar, it looked like a massive scar had been torn open in the air.
"Everyone from the Vermilion Bird Sect, I would like to borrow your holy flame."
Another cold voice sounded, and it was also imbued with extremely fearsome imperial might, but it was a little immature.
An Lin's pupils contracted upon hearing this voice, and he was rooted to the spot as waves of shock surged through his heart.
Holy f * ck! It's them again!?
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