Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
To acknowledge a thief as one's father
"In our world, geniuses must possess willpower, battle intent, the heart of martial arts, and strength that surpasses those of the same age. Therefore, this formation is used to test these things. Today, we only sent three people, but you have twenty people. Moreover, we are younger than you. If you lose to us, then you will lose face. What use are you if you don't become slaves?"
Dou Xingchen's long hair fluttered, and his slightly childish face carried an incomparable domineering aura.
It was clear that the array formation was a competition of who could last the longest. This was a competition of will, strength, talent, and the heart of martial arts!
"Good luck!"
The outsiders cheered for Mo Zilong and the others!
"Don't lose!"
The hearts of the four great clan leaders were also agitated. Life and death depended on this moment.
Time quietly passed. Within the Provenance Saint Heaven Splitting Formation, the sea of blood roared even more violently.
"No!"
On the Rainforest Holy Land's side, a genius spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his entire body was sucked dry, turning into a human skin that fell to the ground. He had died, and his blood had been sucked dry!
Everyone's body began to tremble. This clash of geniuses was too terrifying!
The remaining geniuses had solemn looks on their faces as they fought back with their powerful strength.
"Wait, I can't take it anymore. I admit defeat!"
Another genius cried out in alarm, making many people shake their heads. The formation was continuously exerting pressure on heaven and earth, and it was indeed difficult to resist!
"Trash!"
Dou Xingchen, on the other hand, appeared extremely relaxed as he spoke with disdain.
"You can't even last an incense stick's worth of time. You're worse than trash!" A young man walked out from behind him. His hand turned into a blade and slashed out fiercely. That genius's eyes narrowed. When he wanted to fight back, he found that his opponent was too strong. In the end, his body was split into two, and his blood was sucked into the blood sea.
"According to our customs, if you want to leave this formation, you have to hold on for at least the time it takes for three incense sticks to burn. Otherwise, even if you admit defeat, you will die. After all, we have wasted our time sparring with you. How can we admit defeat just because we are afraid?" The youth who had attacked slowly walked back.
"Too domineering!"
Many people stared fixedly at Du Xingchen and the other two. In that case, even if Mo Zilong's side wanted to admit defeat, they would have to hold on for the time of three incense sticks!
"No!"
Another genius was crushed to death. Then, a large number of geniuses reached their limits and their bodies exploded, being absorbed by the blood sea. Those who remained were the true top geniuses of the Rainforest Holy Land.
Many people sighed in their hearts. Those geniuses were the top geniuses of the four Desolate races. They were even more powerful than the elites of the martial arts hall. Usually, they were all-powerful and famous, but today, against the mysterious geniuses from other domains, they were like trash. They could not even last for fifteen minutes!
"Can you stop it?!"
At this moment, Lin Ling frowned. He felt as if an endless mountain was pressing down on his body, and blood was about to burst out of his body. Luckily, his foundation was solid, and this sort of effect wasn't too great.
"Of course! "
Youyou and the others gritted their teeth. An Yuer's body flashed with red lightning, blocking the suction force of the formation.
Lin Ling nodded. Youyou and the others were very strong, so he was not very worried. On the contrary, it was Mo Zilong and the others who were worried.
"Lin Ling, I will hold on for three incense sticks' worth of time! "
Mo Zilong sensed Lin Ling's gaze and gritted his teeth as he nodded. A world of rain appeared around him, blocking the formation's power, but it was barely enough.
Lin Ling nodded again and looked at a black-dressed girl not far away. She was only at the early stages of the Sacred Spirit Realm, but she gritted her teeth and held on. This changed Lin Ling's impression of the girl. And that girl was The Second Dream.
The Second Dream might have great ambitions, but when the Rainforest Holy Land encountered a calamity, she stepped forward without hesitation. Her temperament was better than many people's. Perhaps The Second Dream also knew that an array competition was also a competition of the Rainforest Holy Land's pride. As geniuses of the Rainforest Holy Land, they could fight amongst themselves, but they could not be looked down upon or humiliated by external enemies!
"I admit defeat. I beg you, let me leave this place!" "
At this moment, a pleading voice sounded. It was Tang Yicheng. And since the fifteen incense sticks' worth of time was not up, he would be killed if he admitted defeat!
"Another piece of trash. Are all the six Sacred Domains producing pieces of trash?"
Someone from Dou Xingchen's side laughed disdainfully. It made Tang Yicheng's face turn even paler.
"If you want to live, fine. Be our slave!" Dou Xingchen still had a relaxed expression as he played with the copper coins in his hand.
"I agree to be your slave!"
Surprisingly, Tang Yicheng did not hesitate. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed. This unforeseen turn of events made everyone's pupils constrict. Tang Yicheng was too embarrassing!
"Yicheng, you still have the blood of our Sparrow race in your body!"
Vermilion God felt that he had lost all his face. Previously, the Desolate race geniuses would never kneel down and beg for mercy even if they were to die. However, Tang Yicheng, who they believed to be the most benevolent and righteous, was begging for mercy without any dignity.
All of this was too surreal!
"This disgraceful fellow. I'm certain that he was the one who was trying to harm Lin Ling. We have all been fooled!" Many people's expressions turned cold. Previously, Tang Yicheng had disregarded their past grudges and shook hands with Lin Ling, but Lin Ling had attacked Tang Yicheng. Back then, everyone blamed Lin Ling for being too petty, but from the looks of it, Tang Yicheng was only putting on an act. After all, how benevolent could a person who was willing to kneel down and beg for mercy be?
"Heh heh, your family clan's elders are scolding you, but you are indeed a disgrace!"
The array formation could not prevent the voices from coming from outside, so Dou Xingchen smiled faintly. He seemed to enjoy the situation where he was in control of everything. "Kneel down and call me Grandpa, and you can live!"
"What!?"
Vermilion God's pupils constricted. His grandson wanted to kneel down and call Dou Xingchen Grandpa?
"How dare you!"
Vermilion God roared. However, as soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yicheng, who was in the array formation, knelt down with a plop and kept shouting to Dou Xingchen, "Grandpa!"
Although it was very humiliating, for Tang Yicheng, his life was obviously more important. Moreover, things had already turned out this way. Since he was going to become a slave, he might as well do it thoroughly.
Deng deng deng!
Vermilion God took three steps back. His face was extremely pale!
He had embarrassed the entire Vermilion Bird Tribe. The funny thing was that before, he was still complaining that Lin Ling had not given him face and had attacked Tang Yicheng. However, now he knew that Lin Ling should have attacked him. His grandson had concealed too much. He was not a benevolent person at all. On the contrary, he was a sinister junior. In order to survive, he had acknowledged the enemy as his father!
"Shut up, you bunch of old fogeys. I've had enough of you old fogeys acting all high and mighty. My life is in my control, not yours!"
At that moment, Tang Yicheng stood up and looked coldly at the crowd outside the array formation. His words made those people grit their teeth. Tang Yicheng was indeed despicable!
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