With Yang Zonglin's cultivation crippled, the ancient martial art practitioners of the Blood Evil Temple were scared out of their wits. How would they dare to continue fighting with Mo Wen? One by one, they scrambled to retreat from the battlefield, directly admitting defeat.
Mo Wen had no intention of attacking them. He allowed them to leave. After all, this was Dragon City. He could not go overboard.
In the spectator stands, Lord Merciless's face was ashen. He had not expected such an ending. A dignified infinite powerhouse of the Blood Evil Temple was actually no match for Mo Wen. Moreover, he had been reduced to such a sorry state. When did that Mo Wen become so powerful? Could it be related to the Goddess's World?
Damn it!
Lord Merciless thought about how he had also made it into the top ten of the Heaven List. However, he had not passed the test of the Goddess's World and could not enter the Goddess's World in the end. If the Goddess's World could really make a person so powerful in such a short time, then wouldn't he have missed a great opportunity?
Perhaps after he entered the Goddess's World, he would be able to grow by leaps and bounds, just like Mo Wen, or even stronger than him!
Thinking of this, Young Lord Merciless felt a myriad of emotions in his heart. Most of them were jealousy, anger, and indignation. Why did Mo Wen have such good luck, but he didn't? In what way was he inferior to Mo Wen? In terms of talent, appearance, and family background, he had surpassed Mo Wen, this wild brat. Why was it that he was not as good as Mo Wen? Could it be that he lacked a bit of luck?
Lord Merciless attributed everything to luck. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the heavens were unfair to him.
"This Mo Wen definitely cannot be allowed to live. Otherwise, he will definitely be a great disaster. We must immediately report this to the sect elders."
Lord Merciless gritted his teeth, and there was an indescribable fear and dread in the depths of his eyes. Yang Zonglin's strength could be ranked in the top five in the Blood Evil Temple. Apart from the few Primordial Soul Realm Patriarchs, he was the strongest. Lord Merciless usually treated him as an elder. Who would have thought that he would be defeated so easily by Mo Wen's hands? Didn't that mean that Mo Wen's current ability was comparable to that of a Primordial Soul Realm ancient martial art practitioner?
When he thought of this, Lord Merciless felt a chill run down his spine. He did not want to stay in Dragon City for even a moment longer. He could not wait to return to the Blood Evil Temple immediately to discuss how to deal with Mo Wen.
With the Dafang Sect's successful challenge, the Blood Evil Temple immediately dropped out of the top eight and did not even have a ranking anymore. After painstakingly fighting until now, it was all for naught in the end. It could be said to be a tragedy. The Dafang Sect had appeared out of the blue. It was already a little unfair, but the Huatian Palace had set the rules. Who could object?
"That's awesome! Brother Mo is mighty. " Su Wan 'er had an excited expression. She did not understand what it meant for Mo Wen to defeat the Blood Evil Temple alone. In her eyes, as long as Big Brother Mo could win, that would be the best.
At this moment, Tang Zhizhi was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Mo Wen, who she had known for the first time, didn't have anything special about him. He was so unprepossessing, but he was actually so powerful. There was probably no one in the Martial Arts Ancestor Palace who could compare to him.
As for the Dafang Sect, they were even more excited. No one had expected that their Grandmaster would be this strong. He easily won against five opponents, and even scared the hell out of his enemies. Originally, they had not harbored much hope and had thought that Mo Wen was being careless. Now, from the looks of it, it was not that Mo Wen was being careless, but rather that he had a card up his sleeve.
"Jin 'er, didn't I say that this child is extraordinary? It's a pity that I didn't pull him into the Golden Dragon Sect back then." Granny Golden Flower sighed softly. In fact, she also knew that the Golden Dragon Sect could not tolerate such a person.
Jin Ying had a complicated look in her eyes. Back when they had ventured into the Beast Lair together, Mo Wen was at most on par with her. Now, however, he had already grown to such an extent.
…
The Blood Evil Temple was eliminated, and the Dafang Sect took its place. They became one of the top eight sects.
Right now, the gazes of the other seven sects that looked at Mo Wen were somewhat complicated. A youth had defeated the Blood Evil Temple's camp by himself. What kind of talent was that? It was hard to say whether there was such a genius in the huge Peng Lai Immortal Realm.
Moreover, they also realized that … They would be facing a competitor that was even more terrifying than the Blood Evil Temple.
"The younger generation will surpass the older."
A middle-aged beautiful woman from the Goddess Cult sighed softly. She looked at Mo Wen with some fear in her eyes. She had never thought that there would be a day when she would be afraid of such a young fellow.
The top eight had been decided. Next, it was naturally the battle to advance from the top eight to the top four. The rules were very simple. They would fight each other, and if they won, they would advance to the top four. This kind of rule tested one's ability, as well as luck. If the opponent they drew was too strong, it was very likely that they would be directly eliminated.
When two strong sects fought, one of them would definitely be injured. Before this, there had been two very strong sects that had encountered each other. In the end, one of them had been defeated and did not make it to the top four. Instead, a slightly weaker sect had made it to the top four.
Luck had always been a standard to measure ability. If one's luck was bad, they could still be destroyed no matter how strong they were. A sect without luck could not last long, so this rule had been passed down to this day.
The drawing of lots was very simple. Each of the eight sects sent a representative, and each person drew a bamboo lot. The eight bamboo lots matched each other, and the sects that drew the same bamboo lot would be their opponents.
This time, Mo Wen's luck was clearly not very good. He had drawn the Heavenly Sea Sect.
The Heavenly Sea Sect and the Sinister Wind Sect were the two strongest Peng Lai sects that had come to Dragon City this time. Even the Goddess Cult was weaker than these two sects. In the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, these two ancient martial art practitioner sects were also top-notch existences. Rumor had it that they had Tide Changing Realm ancient martial art practitioners holding down the fort.
Among the eight sects, if anyone could firmly suppress the Blood Evil Temple, it would definitely be these two sects. The leaders of the Sinister Wind Sect and the Heavenly Sea Sect were all very terrifying Infinite Powerhouses, far more powerful than Yang Zonglin.
So it could be said that Mo Wen's luck was not very good at all.
Of course, the people of the Heavenly Sea Sect also felt that they were unlucky. After all, the Dafang Sect had just easily defeated the Blood Evil Temple and was already seen as a very terrifying opponent.
On the other hand, the other sects breathed a sigh of relief. The Heavenly Sea Sect and the Dafang Sect were two strong sects, so the pressure on the other sects was naturally greatly reduced.
After the drawing of lots, the battles began.
The first match was between the Sinister Wind Sect and the Golden Rainbow Sect. The second match was between the Goddess Cult and the Snake and Scorpion Sect. The third match was between the Crimson Sun Sect and the Million Buddhist Sect. The fourth match was between the Dafang Sect and the Heavenly Sea Sect.
There was no suspense in the first match. The Sinister Wind Sect and the elegant Golden Rainbow Sect ended their battle in a short time.
The second match was between the Goddess Cult and the Snake and Scorpion Sect. Both sects were sects from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, and they had many similarities. For example, the Snake and Scorpion Sect had a majority of female disciples. In the sect, women were superior to men, and men were not valued. The difference between the Goddess Cult and the Goddess Cult was that the Goddess Cult did not accept male disciples, while the Snake and Scorpion Sect would accept some handsome youths.
The leader of the Goddess Cult was also a very terrifying Infinite Powerhouse. Not only had she comprehended the fledgling stage of profound meaning, but she also had a very deep understanding of martial arts teachings. Her ability was probably even above Yang Zonglin's. The Snake and Scorpion Sect clearly had no chance of winning against the Goddess Cult. In a short while, they were defeated.
As for the third match, the Golden Buddha Sect defeated the Crimson Sun Sect.
Very quickly, it was the fourth match between the Heavenly Sea Sect and the Dafang Sect.
The ancient martial art practitioners of the Heavenly Sea Sect went up one by one. Their expressions were very serious, but Mo Wen and Gu Jingman were very relaxed. It was not that they felt that they could definitely defeat the Heavenly Sea Sect, but that they did not care much about winning or losing. However, the Heavenly Sea Sect was different. As a top sect in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, if they lost to an unknown Dafang Sect, it would most likely damage the sect's prestige. The bigger the sect, the more they cared about their sect's reputation.
"Little friend Mo, I am Mu Heli. I am very impressed by your talent. The new generation excels the old, and the younger generation will surpass the older."
The leader of the Heavenly Sea Sect took the initiative to speak to Mo Wen as soon as he went up on stage. There was no hypocrisy in his words. Mo Wen's achievements at such a young age were indeed shocking. There were many geniuses in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, but there were probably not many young people as monstrous as Mo Wen.
"Elder, you flatter me," Mo Wen said.
"Don't be humble. I have no intention of exaggerating. Everyone can see your ability. I am afraid that even I am not a match for you. I heard that you are not an ancient martial art practitioner from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, nor are you an ancient martial art practitioner from the Inner worlds. You are just an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner from the main space. It is really incredible that such an environment can cultivate an ancient martial art practitioner like you. "
Mu Heli was very curious. It was reasonable that such a dragon among men could appear in the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. However, it was somewhat incredible that the barren main space could cultivate such a talent.
"With your talent, it would be a waste if you stayed in the barren land. I wonder if you would be willing to join the Heavenly Sea Sect? The Peng Lai Immortal Realm is the stage that truly suits you. I believe that under the Heavenly Sea Sect's nurturing, breaking through to the Primordial Soul Realm will not be a problem. You might even advance further and become a Tide Changing Realm Mighty Immortal. "
Mu Heli had actually extended an invitation to recruit Mo Wen. However, it made sense. Mo Wen's talent could indeed attract those large sects. Moreover, Mo Wen was only from a small sect in the main space. His background was clean, so he was even more suitable.
When the other sects heard this, their expressions changed. They had all wanted to recruit a youth like Mo Wen into their sects. However, they had not had the chance to speak to Mo Wen. Who would have thought that the Heavenly Sea Sect would beat them to it?
"I have no intention of joining any sect. I appreciate the elder's kindness," Mo Wen said plainly. He could cultivate freely on his own. Why would he join any sect?
"That is a pity. However, you can think about it. The doors of the Heavenly Sea Sect are always open to you," Mu Heli said with some regret. He indeed wanted to recruit Mo Wen into the Heavenly Sea Sect. With Mo Wen's talent, he would most likely be able to become immortal soon and advance to the Primordial Soul Realm. Young people had potential that the older generation did not have. If it was Mu Heli, he would never be able to advance to the Primordial Soul Realm unless he had a great opportunity.
The step of becoming immortal had stumped countless people. If Mu Heli could step into it, he would have successfully broken through long ago. He would not have been stuck in the Infinite Powerhouse Realm for 100 to 200 years.
"Little friend Mo, I am very impressed with the way you defeated Yang Zonglin just now. Now, I would like to see for myself. It is a little unfair to fight five against two. However, for the sake of the sect's honor, I will thicken my skin. "
Mu Heli was not an indecisive person. He immediately entered the state of the martial arts competition. With a flash of his figure, his silhouette disappeared. (To be continued.)
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