"This has never happened in the past three thousand years!"
"The Green Eye Clan's Green Eye was actually destroyed by someone's Sword Qi!"
"How … How is this possible?"
Below the golden platform, thousands of martial artists exclaimed in shock.
This was the battle to enter the finals of the Nine Zen Heavenly Battle Arena, so it had attracted a lot of attention. Ming Jiuqi had declared before the battle that he would take Shen Zhenyi's life, which meant that this battle would become a battle of life and death. This attracted even more people's attention.
However, the result of this battle made everyone's jaws drop.
Shen Zhenyi did not die.
Ming Jiuqi did not die either.
However, his eyes were blinded, and the power of the Green Eye disappeared without a trace. This was much worse than death.
In this match, most people thought that Ming Jiuqi, an experienced master, should be slightly better than Shen Zhenyi. Even if some people thought that Shen Zhenyi was young and strong and had the possibility of making a comeback, they would never have thought that he would win this match so easily!
"This kid came from the Moon Decapitation more than ten years ago. Could it be that he has already reached the ninth level of the Perfected Person Realm? This is an unprecedented feat! "
"Even with the purest bloodline of the Imperial Family and the best nurturing, it would still take a hundred years of hard work to cross this threshold and gain the right to choose the Emperor. Isn't he … isn't he a little too much of a monster?"
Someone's eyes lit up and said, "If that's the case, Shen Zhenyi can be conferred the title of Emperor Elector now that he has reached the ninth level of the Perfected Person Realm. If the current Emperor passes away in the future, he may inherit the throne!"
As soon as this was said, it caused an uproar.
Someone who knew the inside story added, "The Great Moon Dynasty does have this rule. Even if one does not have the royal blood, once they reach the ninth level of the Perfected Person Realm, they will be conferred the title of Emperor Elector and become the heir to the throne. However, in the past, even if someone could reach the ninth level, they would be old and near the end of their lifespan. They could not even survive the Emperor at that time, let alone compete for the position of Crown Prince. This rule exists in name only. "
"Now, the Third Young Master Shen is different. He is younger than Princess Yan. If he really breaks through to the Ninth Level of the Enlightened Human Realm, his succession should be higher, right?"
When they thought about how this unknown country bumpkin who had come from the Netherworld Realm a few days ago might actually become the master of the Eight Cultivators of True Virtue, many people felt as if they had just swallowed a duck egg and were unable to close their mouths.
"First, we have to confirm if he has really reached the ninth level of the Enlightened Being Realm."
"As for the succession order, they are usually at the bottom. Now that His Majesty is in his prime, if Marquis Shen accumulates power for a hundred years, you really have a chance to ascend the throne..."
The Emperor sat in the palace. Hearing the discussions of the people below, his expression became even more uncertain.
The imperial family … had never allowed anyone outside of their control to appear.
"But … he's going to cultivate in the Chaos Separation Mystic Area soon. Who knows how long he'll be cultivating there …"
"That's right. With the talent of the Third Young Master Shen, he will probably be able to break through the void. Then there's no need to worry about the throne … "
The people below remembered the purpose of the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena and sighed again.
The Emperor's brows gradually relaxed.
His clenched fists also began to loosen.
Princess Yan felt as if the stagnant air around her had begun to flow, and the big stone in her chest had also fallen to the ground.
— At least, the Emperor's killing intent had temporarily dissipated.
But this didn't mean that Shen Zhenyi was out of danger.
Princess Yan looked into the distance and saw that the golden platform was brilliant. Only the Third Young Master Shen, whose clothes were whiter than snow, was standing in the shadows. He was blurry and couldn't be seen clearly.
"Congratulations to the Third Young Master Shen for entering the finals!"
When Shen Zhenyi got off the golden platform and met up with the Cynanchum Chinense, Princess Long, and the others, the Dreamless Monk came out of nowhere and went forward to congratulate him with a sneaky smile.
"Congratulations to you too."
Shen Zhenyi cupped his hands indifferently.
He didn't put the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena in his eyes at all.
The finals … he didn't care at all.
He came here just to find out the truth of what happened back then.
The Dreamless Monk laughed and said, "Then let's congratulate the Third Young Master Shen in advance for winning the championship. Let's win a lot."
Since they had already come this far, of course, they had to let Shen Zhenyi stand at the highest position.
"Who is Master's final opponent?"
Cynanchum Chinense asked curiously.
In her heart, her Master was definitely going to win. It didn't matter who he would meet in the final battle.
"It seems to be a mysterious person."
Princess Long frowned. "Master, this person is called the ape-faced guest. He always wears an ape mask and is extremely low-key. Every battle is a long battle before he finishes off his opponent. He's even more unpopular than you, Master. He has been stumbling all the way until now. "
"The two of you fighting for the championship is probably out of everyone's expectations."
So many masters and famous figures had actually all fallen in front of these two people. The Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena this time was considered a strange peak.
"But this ape-faced guest is not a nobody. In the past one or two hundred years, he has often appeared. I heard that he once challenged the elders and masters of various major sects. He is considered an arrogant and unruly reclusive master."
Princess Long found the information and explained it to Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi glanced at the Dreamless Monk and nodded slightly. "His cultivation is not bad. What do you think will happen in tomorrow's battle?"
The Dreamless Monk was very perceptive. He smiled and said, "If he meets someone else, this ape-faced guest may still have a chance. But if he meets you, the Third Young Master Shen, he can only admit defeat."
His tone was extremely flattering and full of flattery.
Shen Zhenyi should have won a lot for him. It was natural for him to show such a low attitude.
Shen Zhenyi nodded and didn't say anything.
Cynanchum Chinense and Princess Long were overjoyed. They escorted Shen Zhenyi back to the inn. Of course, everyone came to congratulate him. Young Master Yu was even more flattering. He wanted to mend the pen after the sheep were lost and be on good terms with him.
Not long after, the imperial family's reward also came.
Probably because it was confirmed that Shen Zhenyi was already at the ninth level of the Perfected Person Realm, Chanyu Jing generously rewarded Shen Zhenyi with the title of Heavenly Sword Marquis, confirming that he was qualified to become the next Elector!
As soon as this imperial edict came out, the world was shocked.
"Could it be that the surname of the World of Eight Cultivators is going to change to Shen?"
The envoy of the World of Eight Cultivators, Zhang Xiongwu, was dumbfounded. The envoy who delivered the imperial edict to Shen Zhenyi was rejected was so scared that he wet his pants and wanted to resign on the spot!
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