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Hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, Elder Meng's expression changed slightly, "You mean …"
"Now, we are verifying some things in preparation for what comes next." Yan Zhaoge said, "In my eyes, there actually isn't a fifth, sixth or seventh Extreme Yin Bout. What I see is a complete competition, the start, the first half, the second half, and even the final result."
Hearing his words, Elder Meng nodded lightly, no longer saying anything.
Currently, within the moonlight world, Feng Yunsheng and Fan Qiu were in a great battle, both sides virtually suffering heavy losses.
Having won a pyrrhic victory, Feng Yunsheng had expended too much of her energy, unable to continue competing with Meng Wan.
However, Feng Yunsheng still forcibly held on, battling with Meng Wan.
Finally, the weakened heavenly dragon went dormant once more. In contrast, after having been defeated in the fourth Extreme Yin Bout, Meng Wan returned as a monarch once more, the phoenix dancing amongst the nine heavens.
After having been battered and battered beneath Broad Creed Mountain, having suffered heavy losses, the Sacred Sun Clan finally regained some ground on another battlefield.
Having lost the Great Sun Heaven Measuring Ruler and regained the Extreme Yin Crown, because the East Coming Martial Saint Huang Guanglie was unable to wield the Extreme Yin Crown, the Sacred Sun Clan's overall strength was still somewhat inferior to when Huang Guanglie had left seclusion and stepped onto Broad Creed Mountain.
However, with a Sacred Artifact in hand, the Sacred Sun Clan's back could finally stand up a little straighter, stopping their earlier decline as they had the capital to reconsider how to reclaim their lost territory.
Looking at that pure white crown that resembled a bright moon descending from the heavens, slowly descending onto Meng Wan's head, Yan Zhaoge could not help but narrow his eyes slightly.
Feng Yunsheng returned to Broad Creed Mountain's side, her face still very pale, but her expression calm, just that flames seemed to be leaping within her gaze.
Gazing back, the fiery light within Feng Yunsheng's pupils was not directed at Meng Wan, instead being directed at that slowly descending white crown.
As the others praised Meng Wan's strength, their gazes towards Feng Yunsheng were also filled with emotion.
Feng Yunsheng could also be considered to have shocked the world with a single feat. In her first Extreme Yin Bout, she had already surpassed all the other Maidens of Extreme Yin aside from Meng Wan.
Whether it was the veteran expert Jade Sea City's Chen Suting who had once won the second Extreme Yin Bout, Turbid Wave Pavilion's Fan Qiu who had shocked the world with a single brilliant feat last year, obtaining the final victory in her first competition, or the ambitious work of the Sacred Sun Clan this time, the powerful newcomer Yun Xiuqing.
Facing Feng Yunsheng, they were all submissive.
This was especially so for Fan Qiu. In the past year, it had always been her who had been in charge of the Extreme Yin Crown. With its help, she had improved rapidly, being a strong contender for first place in this year's fifth Extreme Yin Bout. Still, she had still been defeated by Feng Yunsheng in the end.
From the first round of the competition and the second round of the competition, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that in terms of pure foundation, Fan Qiu was even slightly superior.
However, in terms of actual combat, Feng Yunsheng was superior.
While the exact enmity between Feng Yunsheng and the Sacred Sun Clan was limited to others, thanks to Lin Zhou and the Heavenly Thunder Hall, a considerable portion of people knew about it. Feng Yunsheng's Extreme Yin Physique had once suffered a problem, only beginning to recover after the Third Extreme Yin Bout with the help of the Yin Yang Cloud Spring of the Mountain Domain's Cloud Portent Mountain.
Starting afresh, having achieved such results in just two years at most, it was really shocking.
Everyone could not help but think, if Feng Yunsheng was given a little more time, if she had started at the same starting line as Meng Wan, Chen Suting and the others, what heights would she have been able to reach?
Could Meng Wan's near-invincible dominance in the Extreme Yin Bouts still be the same as it was now?
At this moment, while Meng Wan had finally emerged victorious, even the expressions of those of the Sacred Sun Clan were somewhat solemn.
Feng Yunsheng returned to Yan Zhaoge's side, who asked, "How much?"
The question sounded a little out of the blue, but Feng Yunsheng clearly knew what Yan Zhaoge meant as she answered softly, "My body is weak, and I was able to persevere for a shorter period of time. I can only give a rough estimate. Little Wan is currently around seventy-seven to eighty-two percent."
Yan Zhaoge raised his head slightly, pondering, "That can basically be counted as eighty percent, or for safety's sake, the lowest seventy-seven percent."
He lowered his head, looking at Feng Yunsheng, "Just me watching from the side or you watching from the side won't be of any use. You have to personally clash with her. Now that you have already clashed with her, using the Extreme Yin Scripture to derive it, do you have confidence in breaking Meng Wan's supreme Extreme Yin Arts?"
Feng Yunsheng pondered seriously for a moment before saying, "Under the current situation, I am less than fifty percent confident. A year later, after my strength has increased again, and I have also perfected my supreme Extreme Yin Arts, I will have confidence."
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, "A year later, Meng Wan will also have improved, and at the same time, she may also have comprehended an even more powerful supreme Extreme Yin Arts. However, even if she has a new move, it will also be of the same lineage as her previous moves, with traces to be found. Your chances will still be very high."
"Do you still remember what I said to you earlier? Right now, it is only the first half, and can even only be counted as the preparatory phase before the official start. "
Feng Yunsheng nodded, "Rest easy, I understand."
Glancing back at the Extreme Yin Crown on Meng Wan's head again, she sighed softly.
Yan Zhaoge similarly stared at the Extreme Yin Crown on Meng Wan's head, his gaze sweeping across the people of the Sacred Sun Clan as he thought, "After all the preparations have been completed, it should be time to make a trip to the Extreme Northern Lands. I hope that the actual situation is the same as my predictions. That way, I can first send you a gift, taking it as a return gift for attacking my Broad Creed Mountain, as well as a congratulatory gift for today."
The curtains fell on the sixth Extreme Yin Bout.
On this day every year, it was destined that some would be happy while others would be sad. This year was naturally no exception.
Amidst joy, the Sacred Sun Clan could also heave a sigh of relief, their sharpness that had been thwarted by Broad Creed Mountain earlier flourishing once more.
Broad Creed Mountain, Jade Sea City and Infinite Boundless Mountain would inevitably have to sort out their own strategies in response to the rise in strength of the Sacred Sun Clan.
Turbid Wave Pavilion was comparatively calm, but more or less also felt a little down.
The one with the most complicated feelings would probably be the Heavenly Thunder Hall.
Facing the pressure of Broad Creed Mountain's three clans, the increase in strength of their allies meant that the strength of their own clan had also increased. The Heavenly Thunder Hall also had some breathing room.
However, while their originally already powerful allies had become even more powerful, the strength of the Heavenly Thunder Hall itself had not increased. This inevitably caused the entire Heavenly Thunder Hall to feel worried.
What was even more worrying was that while their Maiden of Extreme Yin had grown in strength, her opponents were even fiercer.
Those who had been powerful in the past were still powerful this year, even becoming even more powerful.
And the newcomers who had appeared this year were even more dazzling.
While they were improving, so were their opponents. However, the speed of their improvement was even faster than their own. From another perspective, that was equivalent to them having regressed.
The hope before them thus grew more and more remote, to the point that all of the Heavenly Thunder Hall vaguely felt that there was no hope for the Extreme Yin Bout.
How the Heavenly Thunder Hall felt frustrated and defeated was not within the scope of Yan Zhaoge's concern. What he was concerned about was whether the local snake that was the Heavenly Thunder Hall would interfere with his journey north.
With this year's Extreme Yin Bout having ended, he had already done all that he had to do. Now, it was time for him to hurry over to the East Sea.
Some of the things that he needed had gradually been gathered and prepared. Now, it was time for him to head north.
The method to revive Shi Jun and his mother, the legacy of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint as well as the 'gift' he had prepared for the Sacred Sun Clan were all there. (To be continued.)
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