On top of the highest peak of the School of Chaos, the space between Ling Xian's brows began to shine brightly like the Sun.
Among the heavenly light, the space between his brows cracked open. It was as if a vertical eye was opening, mysterious and unpredictable.
This startled the Headmaster who just walked out of the void. He didn't think that just as the baptism was about to end, Ling Xian would show signs of opening his eye.
Though it was only a possibility, it was without a doubt, hope.
The Headmaster flapped around his sleeve and used his spiritual energy to stop the holy water from disappearing.
According to the rules, the baptism only lasts for three days. But since Ling Xian was about to open his eye, why wouldn't the Headmaster make an exception?
"I have done what I can. Whether or not you can open your eye now depends on your luck."
Looking at the serious Ling Xian, the Headmaster mumbled to himself with anticipation.
Time passed by silently. After half an hour, the light between Ling Xian's brows intensified. Like the eternal Sun, he was holy and immortal.
Then, a vertical eye formed. It swirled with energy, mysterious and unpredictable.
It was the legendary Eye of Dao.
This eye had no abilities, but it was the beginning form of the Inner Eye. Any living being would drool over it.
"My exception did not go to waste." The Headmaster smiled. As much as he was happy, he was also a little surprised.
Since the creation of the School of Chaos, only one person has opened his eye during the baptism. Now, there was another. Why wouldn't he be shocked?
"Thank you, Headmaster. If you didn't break the rule for me, I wouldn't have been able to open my eye." Ling Xian grinned, very happy.
The Eye of Dao was the beginning form of the Inner Eye. If he could find the right method, he would be able to awaken a second Inner Eye. Why wouldn't he be happy?
"If you want to thank someone, thank yourself. If you didn't show signs of opening your eye, I wouldn't have made an exception."
The Headmaster looked at Ling Xian with a smile, "Based on ancient records, the person who opened his eye did so because he made an exception."
"No matter what, I have to thank you, Headmaster." Ling Xian softly smiled. He closed his brows and the heavenly light disappeared.
"If you really want to thank me, then do your best to guard the path to Planet Kun Lun. Don't be like that girl, Luo Xin Jie, who often leaves her post." The Headmaster sighed.
"Do not worry, Headmaster. I will do my best."
Ling Xian erased his smile, "I will head to Planet Kun Lun right now. Is there anything else you want me to do?"
"Be careful. If you cannot win, protect yourself first."
The Headmaster stared at Ling Xian, "Whether or not the universe can continue to exist is not up to us old people, it is up to you young people."
"I understand. Goodbye." Ling Xian nodded softly, paid his respect to the Headmaster, and left.
After some time, he arrived at the Headmaster of Academy.
However, he was stopped by a man.
His imposing aura was powerful and coiled with divine light, and he was like an innate god that looked down upon the universe.
He was of the God of Of. of the Ling God.
After so many years, his hatred did not diminish at all. The way he looked at Ling Xian was full of hatred.
"Ling of Ling Heads S Xian," the s, and of the and of everyone as of as of S.
This startled everyone around. Seeing that Ling Xian and the young God King were confronting each other, everyone began to discuss.
"Ling.. Ling as as King and the Xiao of the Ling, the the the as as as as as he as. of as of the.
"Not bad, there will be a good show to watch."
Today, the Young God will most likely use his full strength. If Ling Xian doesn't step into the ninth level, then it's going to be troublesome. "
Everyone discussed spiritedly, and they were all interested.
Whether it was the Young Divine King or Ling Xian, they were all young powerhouses without a doubt. Naturally, everyone was looking forward to their battle.
"Young God, I don't want to waste time with you. Move." Ling Xian's expression was calm. He didn't want to waste time.
"What if I don't?"
The Young God snickered, "Today, I will take back everything I've lost!"
"You will only lose more." Ling Xian glared at him. He was already at the ninth level. Even if the Young God attacks him with all his strength, he wasn't afraid.
"You sure talk big."
The Young God's eyes were cold, "Ling Xian, not only am I going to take back my face and status, I am also going to take your life!"
"You don't have that ability."
Ling Xian's expression turned cold. His Qi howled out of him, shaking up the sky and earth.
"He broke through to the ninth level! How insane! How many years has it been? "
"It is no wonder he defeated the Young God. He sure is stunning."
"Yeah, compared to him, I am just an ordinary person."
Everyone chimed in and exclaimed.
The School of Chaos only accepts Heaven's Favorites. To be able to enter meant they were extraordinary. But compared to Ling Xian, they paled in comparison.
"The ninth level …"
The Young God's gaze froze and he snickered, "Perfect. After I defeat you, they won't say I won unfairly!"
"You overestimate yourself."
"Back then, you were no opponent of mine. Today, you won't be able to change the result either."
Ling Xian's gaze was deep, "If you want to fight, then I will. But I don't have time to waste on you. Let's end this in one move."
"Since you want to die quickly, then I will grant your wish." The Young God snickered. His Qi rolled out in all directions and his Qi shook the earth.
In the next instant, numerous world shocking techniques appeared and combined into one, causing the expressions of everyone present to change.
It was far too terrifying. That level of Qi had the ability to defeat everyone in the same level!
"Ling Xian, go on your way."
The Young God's eyes shot out electricity and he unleashed his strongest attack. His Qi split the sky and shook the heavens.
"Compared to back then, you have improved a bit. Sadly, it is not enough to defeat me." Ling Xian's expression was calm and collected.
His Immortal Bones shone and his Emperor's Fists filled the sky. He unleashed all his techniques and fought against the Young God's strongest attack!
HOMMMM!
The sky cracked open and the Heaven and Earth shook. Terrifying ripples of energy rolled out. Even though they were far away, everyone puked out blood and staggered back.
What could they do? This was the strongest attack from two ninth level monsters. Normal ninth level cultivators cannot defend against it.
BANG!
The Young God fell powerlessly. His entire body was covered in blood and his eyes were dim.
Though Ling Xian was injured, he stood proudly like an indestructible God that looked down on all nine levels of heaven and all 10 levels of hell.
This stunned everyone present. Even though most people thought that the Little Divine King would lose, when this moment really happened, a huge wave still rose in their hearts.
"The Young God lost again. He is asking to be humiliated."
"He used to be one of the brightest stars in the School of Chaos. Sadly, he encountered Ling Xian."
"Ling Xian is far too powerful. To be born in the same era as him is the Young God's tragedy."
Everyone discussed and the way they looked at Ling Xian was full of respect.
"I lost … I lost …" The Young God's soul was gone and his heart was dead.
He originally thought he could avenge himself and regain his status and face. But the result was that he lost even more badly. Why wouldn't he feel bitter?
Especially under the situation where he used his full strength, he couldn't find any reason to deny his failure.
"Remember, don't provoke me again. Or else I won't hold back."
Ling Xian spoke softly, making the Young God King shudder. There was hatred and fear.
He watched as Ling Xian left. His hatred and fear disappeared and was replaced with bitterness.
At this moment, he felt like he was a joke. A giant joke.
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