Sonic booms continuously resounded above the Abyss of Death as figures stumbled out in a sorry state. Almost every single one of them had injuries of varying degrees.
The current appearance of the dazzling Chosens and the disciples of the hidden clans with deep foundations undoubtedly caused the people above the Abyss of Death to turn pale with fright. Waves of gasps resounded everywhere.
They had long heard that the Heavenbattling Ancient Tomb was filled with killing intent, but not many had personally witnessed it. Now that they saw the miserable Chosen, they finally understood how terrifying the Heavenbattling Ancient Tomb was. They couldn't help but rejoice in their hearts!
He was glad that he did not go down to Heaven Abyss!
The various Saints and members of the reclusive aristocratic families were already in such a state. If they went down, only death awaited them!
"Why aren't they out yet?"
Seeing that almost all the people who entered the Nine Heavens had come out, but there was still no trace of Feng Hao, this made Yan Qing impatient and somewhat anxious!
Arnold also furrowed his brows.
In his opinion, Feng Hao was definitely a member of the Venerated Clan since he possessed talent in strength and defense. Yet, Feng Hao, a member of the Venerated Clan, was extremely courteous to him, which made him feel a little flattered. His impression of Feng Hao also rose. Therefore, he couldn't help but worry when he saw that Feng Hao still hadn't come out.
However, no matter how worried they were, they could not enter the Heaven-Battling Ancient Tomb. They could only wait!
The day passed by quickly …
There were still two people from the hidden aristocratic families who had yet to come out, and there were still four people from the Holy Lands. A day had already passed, and it was estimated that they had already fallen inside.
Those who had entered before were well aware of the dangers within. The Desolate Beasts that everyone encountered were tough bones to chew. If one did not have a certain trump card, one would definitely die here.
Therefore, it was normal for them to die. Most of the people who came out had a slim chance of survival.
However, the harvest was undoubtedly bountiful!
It was because of this bountiful harvest that so many geniuses would come to the Heaven-Battling Ancient Tomb every time it opened.
As for Feng Hao, he still hadn't come out …
"Did something really happen?"
Panic was written all over Yan Qing's face. Everyone could see it, including the Nephrite Holy Son and the others.
It had already been a day and he had yet to come out. In fact, this already explained everything!
"Chi …"
A Chosen who had lost two million Martial Crystals back then sneered. His face was filled with ridicule as he clicked his tongue. "I heard that he has entered the Fourth Heaven … No wonder. The wild beasts in the Fourth Heaven are at Level 3 Martial Venerables. With his strength, I'm afraid he's done for. Hehe …"
The Nephrite Saint and the Big Dipper Saint were also grinning from ear to ear. An enemy with a strange talent had fallen just like that. This finally allowed them to relax, and the boulder that had been weighing down on them also disappeared.
"All of you, shut up!"
Yan Qing, who was already annoyed, heard these mocking and sarcastic remarks, and an inexplicable anger immediately erupted. Electric arcs flickered all over her body, and silver light surged in her eyes. She held her longsword and swung it directly at the face of the Holy Son who spoke. She did not have the slightest intention of showing any mercy.
"Chi!"
That Saint Son stretched out a hand, holding a long spear. White energy streaked across, directly meeting the lightning whip.
"Bang!"
The Thunder Whip struck the tip of the spear, causing the Chosen's body to tremble. Then, a huge force came and sent him flying. When he stood up, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Yan Qing's Thunder Attribute seemed to be different from ordinary Thunder Attributes …
"Swoosh!"
Yan Qing was unforgiving. She swung her longsword again, and the Thunder Whip was like a spirit snake, aimed at the Chosen's face again as if she wanted to break all his teeth before stopping.
Under her pressure, the Holy Son was forced to retreat again and again. Every time they collided, he would spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was already as pale as paper and his body was trembling slightly. From the looks of it, he wouldn't be able to last much longer.
"Swoosh!"
The tide rolled, and a blazing sun rose high. Incandescent divine energy rolled out, wrapping around the Thunder Whip and incinerating it.
The Nephrite Saint had made his move!
There was no doubt that the power of the Sun God's divine energy could incinerate everything, including the Thunder Attribute!
However, the Nephrite Saint's body also trembled slightly, betraying him.
No matter who faced the Thunder Attribute, they would lose the initiative!
"You're courting death!"
Yan Qing was enraged. Her brows furrowed, and an even bigger Thunder Whip was pointed at the Nephrite Saint's chest.
She wasn't afraid of offending anyone!
At this moment, Arnold was standing by her side. A ruthless aura coiled around his body, and his eyes were bloodshot. Thunderous roars erupted from his body.
"Young lady, please hold on!"
The Bei Mang Holy Son stepped forward and stood between the two. Saint energy surged out of his body as he took the brunt of their attacks. His face instantly turned deathly pale.
However, the two of them stopped there.
"Young lady, we were in the wrong this time. I hereby apologize to you!"
His pale face still carried a kind and gentle smile. His sincere words were flawless, and he successfully resolved the conflict between the two sides for the time being.
"You're just a Divine Body of the Sun. Don't think too highly of yourself!"
Yan Qing glanced coldly at the Nephrite Saint. Her voice was as cold as ice, and her slender figure stood ramrod straight, exuding an unprecedented aura of a superior. For a moment, she was like a fairy from the Moon Palace — cool, elegant, noble, and awe-inspiring.
She didn't have a good impression of this guy who'd dared to beat up and kill Feng Hao, so there was no need for her to show him any mercy!
Her words made the Nephrite Saint's face turn ashen, and the onlookers all gasped.
However, it was undeniable that she had the right to say such a thing. Judging from the aura just now, she wasn't inferior to the Nephrite Saint's Divine Body of the Sun!
"Hmph!"
The Nephrite Saint snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and turned around.
His strength was indeed slightly lower than Yan Qing's. They were both challenging the Seventh Heaven, but he'd entered first while Yan Qing had come out before him. This was enough to prove the gap between the two of them.
It wouldn't do him any good to continue making a fuss. If they really fought, it would be even more humiliating.
After this incident, the voices on the scene slowly quieted down …
"Who obtained the Great Sage's inheritance?"
Someone from a hidden aristocratic family stepped forward and asked loudly.
His words attracted everyone's attention.
Yan Qing's heart trembled.
"It can't be …"
A strange light flashed across her eyes.
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