The red-haired old man muttered to himself.
One hundred thousand Spiritual Crystals was an astronomical figure for Martial Grandmasters or warriors with lower cultivation levels.
However, it was much better for Wu Zongs.
Martial Grandmasters were also known as Grandmasters. In the Scorching Sun Empire, they were definitely top-notch experts and belonged to the upper echelons. Compared to them, Martial Grandmasters were too far apart. Naturally, their value was not ordinary.
However, 100,000 Spiritual Crystals was not a small amount. Even a Wu Zong would have to think twice.
"Old Monster Hong, what's wrong? You don't dare to bet? Just say it. Don't be stubborn! "
Akira No Ji sneered.
"Who says I don't dare to bet? Let's bet. There are so many witnesses here. I hope you won't go back on your word. "
The red-haired old man said.
"Hahaha, I'm afraid you'll be the one going back on your word. Old Monster Hong, your Yunluo Fruit is mine!"
Akira No Ji laughed heartily.
He was 100% confident that he could win because Yang Zaitian was in the Shifang Sword Faction.
He knew Yang Zaitian's strength very well. Yang Zaitian had threatened to kill Tianyun. As long as Tianyun encountered Yang Zaitian, he would be dead for sure.
Everyone waited quietly.
After a while …
"Someone's coming out!"
Someone shouted.
Sure enough, the light gate flickered and people came out one after another.
Soon, dozens of young men came out. They were all disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction.
The elders of the Shifang Sword Faction, including Akira No Ji, looked calm. All of this was within their expectations.
However, they did not notice that the disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction looked a little gloomy.
They continued to pay attention to the light gate.
After that, the light gate kept flickering and people kept coming out.
Soon, more than 200 people came out. All of them were disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction. None of them were from the General Hall.
The red-haired old man, Hua Chi, and the other elders of the imperial family looked more and more gloomy.
"How is this possible? Why hasn't anyone come out yet? "
Hua Chi clenched his fists, his eyes filled with worry.
"Hahaha, Old Monster Hong, I think your Star General Hall is most likely going to be completely annihilated. You've lost for sure. Quickly hand over the Yunluo Fruit!"
Akira No Ji laughed heartily.
"You …"
The red-haired old man's face turned ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Akira No Ji, don't be too proud. It's not time yet. No one knows the result until the very last moment! "
"Haha, Old Monster Hong, you really know how to deceive yourself. Alright, let's wait and see."
Akira No Ji sneered.
"Elder Qiu, we …"
At this time, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Faction wanted to say something, but he was interrupted by Akira No Ji.
Akira No Ji waved his hand and said domineeringly, "Alright, you guys did well this time. Thank you for your hard work, but not everyone is here yet. We'll talk about the Blood Ant Eggs later!"
"I …"
The young man still wanted to say something, but Akira No Ji's face darkened. He swallowed his words when he glared at him.
At this time, the light gate shone again, and more than twenty young men appeared.
These twenty young men were all from the Star General Hall.
The red-haired old man and the others were overjoyed.
"Hmph, you're just lucky. I don't know where you hid, but who knows how many Blood Ant Eggs you've obtained? Don't even think that one Blood Refining Pill is enough to refine them!"
Akira No Ji sneered.
The red-haired old man and the others were silent. They did not have much hope in their hearts.
As time passed, more and more people came out. They were all disciples of the Shifang Sword Faction.
In the end, about two hundred and eighty people came out from the Shifang Sword Faction.
This made the faces of Akira No Ji and the others from the Shifang Sword Faction turn ugly.
The time was almost up, and the light gate was about to close.
Once the light gate closed, they could not open it again. They could only wait for three years before they could open it again.
But at this time, there were still so many people from the Shifang Sword Faction who had not come out.
More importantly, two of the six geniuses who had comprehended Force did not come out.
One of them was Yang Zaitian.
"He must have been delayed by the Blood Ant Nest!"
Akira No Ji comforted himself.
"Lu Ming!"
Hua Chi's eyes widened as he stared at the light gate.
Lu Ming had not come out yet, and he was afraid that something might have happened.
Time passed slowly, and the time for the light gate to close was getting closer and closer.
However, no one came out.
"What's going on? What's going on? "
Akira No Ji was a little anxious.
The others were fine, but Yang Zaitian had not come out yet. How could it be?
Buzz!
At this time, the light gate flashed slightly, and two figures appeared.
Akira No Ji, the red-haired old man, and the other elders of the two factions stared intently.
The two figures' silhouettes slowly became clearer.
"Tianyun? How is that possible! "
Akira No Ji roared in disbelief.
"Tianyun, it's Tianyun!"
The red-haired old man's eyes widened. Then, he was overjoyed and laughed loudly.
The two people who came out later were naturally Lu Ming and Myongcheng.
"Damn it, Tianyun must have found a place to hide. He didn't encounter Yang Zaitian and the other disciples. Damn it!"
Akira No Ji roared in his heart.
"Haha, Akira No Ji, Tianyun is still alive. You lost. Hand over the Heavenly Star Mystic Silver. Don't go back on your word!"
The red-haired old man said.
"I …"
Akira No Ji's expression was ugly. He was reluctant to do so, but he couldn't go back on his word in front of everyone.
"It's all Tianyun's fault. Why didn't he die!"
He roared in his heart and blamed everything on Lu Ming.
However, he had no choice. He gritted his teeth and took out a fist-sized piece of metal that was shining with silver light and gave it to the red-haired old man.
This was the Heavenly Star Mystic Silver. The other Martial Ancestor Realm experts looked at the red-haired old man with envy.
"Haha, I won't stand on ceremony then!"
The red-haired old man laughed and kept it.
Then, he looked at Lu Ming. The more he looked at Lu Ming, the more he liked him.
"Why hasn't Yang Zaitian come out yet?"
Akira No Ji stared at the light door with a gloomy face.
Bam!
Suddenly, the light door shook violently. Then, it exploded with a bang and turned into specks of light that dissipated.
"How could this be? Where's Yang Zaitian? Why hasn't he come out? "
Akira No Ji roared.
"What happened? Why hasn't Yang Zaitian come out? And why are there so many disciples? What happened? "
The other elders of the Shifang Sword Sect also roared in anger.
"Senior Brother Yang Zaitian is dead!"
Suddenly, a disciple of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted.
Everyone fell silent. Akira No Ji stared at the disciple with an ugly face and shouted, "What did you say? Yang Zaitian is dead? How could he be dead? Who in the Blood Ant Secret Realm can kill him? Even when facing the mother ant, he could escape unscathed. How could he be dead? "
Akira No Ji roared in anger. An extremely powerful aura erupted from his body as he stared at the disciple.
"He's really dead. Most of the Senior and Junior Brothers here saw it."
The disciple shouted.
"Yes, Elder. Yang Zaitian is really dead!"
The other disciples nodded in agreement.
Akira No Ji's face was ashen. He stared at the disciple and shouted, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Elder Qiu, I wanted to say it just now, but you didn't let me."
The disciple felt wronged.
"You …!"
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