Chapter 716
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Xuan Tianwei hoped that a god would come and save the dying humans.
And his grandson, Xuan Yan, was the last sacrifice he had prepared for this.
Now that the sacrifice had his own consciousness and power, what should he do?
Xuan Yan could understand his grandfather's greatness, but he couldn't bear the pain of throwing himself into the darkness.
"Everyone has their own choices."
Shen Zhenyi replied calmly.
"You can do what you want. This is the freedom of being born as a human. But no matter what choice you make, you will have to bear the consequences. "
After gaining power, the choice one made was up to him.
The Third Young Master Shen didn't care.
Xuan Yan didn't get much of the god's power. Even if he wanted to inherit Xuan Tianwei's will, it wouldn't be easy.
If he had a mental breakdown and wanted to take revenge on society, it wouldn't be easy either.
But no matter what he did, it was his own choice.
He had to bear the consequences.
Xuan Yan was silent.
He was confused and didn't know what to do.
The backlash from the god's power hadn't passed yet. He was in pain and weak. After saying a few words, he fell into a daze and fell asleep again.
The matter of the Xuan Family could be considered to have come to an end, but the aftermath of it still shook Xuantian City.
They thought that the Sick Sword Saint was the biggest news. But no matter what, the Great Swordsman was already dead. They didn't have to worry about the aftermath.
But they didn't expect the Xuan family to have such a terrifying move.
"Luckily, we didn't chase too closely."
Yuan Yu was scared when he heard the news.
He told Zhang Zhong, the commander of the Wind and Thunder Camp, to stay away from the Xuan family and watch from afar. So they didn't lose much in the battle at the Iron Threshold Temple. After that, they followed them from afar. They didn't lose many people in the incident at the Xuan family's old house.
Old Man Xuan was really capable. He could still play so many tricks when he was at the end of the road.
But Xuan Tianwei was also dead. Although he was a member of the Elder Faction, they all had their own thoughts. This time, the Xuan family was used as a target by the royal family. The Elder Faction also abandoned him. They misjudged the other party's strength.
Zhang Zhong was a mighty middle-aged man. He was clad in armor and had a scimitar at his waist. Originally, he didn't have much respect for Haruzen, but this time, his reminder was equivalent to saving his life and face, so he was somewhat grateful.
"Lord Admiral, that Sick Sword Immortal Abyss Mountain is one thing, but that God's Descent in the Xuan Family's old residence is truly frightening …"
Recalling the scene that day, Zhang Lei's expression changed.
The world was frozen and everything was destroyed.
Even though he was standing far away, he could feel the fear coming from the depths of his soul.
This was the difference in levels, just like facing the old seniors in the obelisk.
"What I'm concerned about is that Shen Zhenyi is also within the range of the God's Descent …"
Harauma raised his eyebrows, and his handsome face turned cold. "He seems to be fine."
According to the feedback, Shen Zhenyi and the others were still safe and sound after the God's Descent and were preparing to return. Shen Zhenyi's ability was thought-provoking.
"The Hidden Dragon of Sick Sword Immortal Abyss Mountain doesn't use sword techniques. He is strong against strong opponents and does not retreat. I'm not his match, but I can see where his strength lies."
Zhang Zhong sighed softly.
"But that Third Young Master Shen …"
He had seen Shen Zhenyi in white robes from afar.
The Third Young Master Shen had never made a move. He just sat on the crystal throne with his hands folded.
But for some reason, Zhang Zhong had no desire or courage to challenge him.
Perhaps only such a person could survive in the depths of the God's Descent.
"I used to think too highly of Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili when the Admiral praised them. But now, it seems that these two people are not as good as him. I underestimated them."
Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili were Great Swordsmen, but they were still people of the secular world.
They were the top Seventh Level True God experts.
— — but that's only the strong.
Harauma's expression turned solemn.
"You mean he can enter the Obelisk?"
Eighth Level True Gods did not belong to the secular world of Xuantian City. They stepped into the Obelisk and began to challenge the highest level of martial arts in the Seven Wounds World.
This was the highest honor that every martial artist in Xuantian City dreamed of. It was also the highest achievement.
Even people like Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili had only stepped into the bottom level of the obelisk with a slim chance of making a breakthrough when they were old and had mastered the ultimate skills that they had learned in their entire life under the push of various forces.
Harauma did not mean that when he said that Shen Zhenyi could enter the Obelisk.
In fact, he had used this to recruit Shen Zhenyi. If this Great Swordsman could work for the Elder Faction for a few hundred years, as long as he was still alive, Harauma could also fight for this opportunity.
But now, he suspected that Shen Zhenyi had the ability to enter the Obelisk.
Either he had broken through to the Eighth Level True God Realm.
Or he had the talent to break through to the Eighth Level True God Realm.
"Of course he can't be an Eighth Level True God."
Zhang Zhong gritted his teeth and shook his head.
That was impossible.
The Obelisk would not allow such a person to wander outside.
"But … with this person's peerless talent, the possibility of him breaking through in the future …"
Jealousy and envy could be seen on his face. There were always geniuses in this world that were out of one's reach. Even a glance from afar would make one feel inferior.
"As long as he doesn't die, it's a hundred percent!"
Zhang Zhong knew that this kind of premonition would not be wrong.
Harauma heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at his colleague and smiled bitterly. "You feel the same as me. But it's not easy to say such words … "
The two of them looked at each other and felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
It was an illness of jealousy and disappointment.
Being in the same generation as such a genius would make one feel inferior. Harauma felt an indescribable feeling in his chest when he saw Shen Zhenyi. They were both born from the same parents, had the same two eyes and one mouth, but why was there such a huge difference between them?
They were born in Xuantian City and received the best education since young. They were also regarded as extremely talented youths.
But compared to the Third Young Master Shen —
You! You! You! You!
"But fortunately, he hasn't reached the Eighth Level True God Realm."
Haruzen closed his eyes, and his tone became colder.
"As long as he hasn't crossed that line, he's still an ordinary person."
"A dead genius is just an ordinary person."
"If he can't be used by me, I'll have to deal with him as soon as possible."
Zhang Zhong shuddered involuntarily upon hearing Yuanyu Zhen's words.
"Commander, do you mean to kill the Third Young Master Shen at all costs?"
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