As soon as these words came out, the whole audience went silent.
The whole room was so silent that even a pin drop could be heard. Everyone stared at Beauty Yang in shock, including Yang Zhentian.
The whole space seemed to be frozen. Finally, an elder asked in a trembling voice, "Master? What master? What is young master talking about? "
Yang Beauty turned her head and looked at the elder, "It means literally, I have a master and I sacrificed my soul to him."
"…"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was dead silent and sluggish.
Yang Zhentian on the side was shocked and depressed. He originally wanted to tell his daughter not to tell others about this matter because it wasn't as simple as recognizing a master, it was also related to her future.
Finally, after a long time, the Elder gradually came back to his senses. He turned to look at Yang Zhentian and said in a trembling voice, "If Young Master sacrifices his Divine Sense to someone else and becomes the Sect Master in the future, wouldn't the entire Sect belong to someone else?"
"…"
That's right, everyone present thought so in their hearts. Violet Zhen Sect could only be their own sect, how could it be in the hands of outsiders?
Moreover, who was it that could make Young Master sacrifice his Divine Sense? Was it forced or voluntary?
Looking at everyone's shocked and repelled eyes, Yang Beauty didn't blame them, but she also wouldn't hide this matter. She sacrificed her soul to her master, even if the whole world knew, she cared more about her master.
Yang Beauty didn't explain to these people, she just said lightly, "If you think I'm not qualified to inherit the position of sect master, you can choose someone else. I have no complaints."
Everyone trembled when they heard this, they looked at Yang Beauty and then at Yang Zhentian. If the future sect master wasn't Yang Beauty, then who else could it be?
The appearance of Yang Beauty was tantamount to overshadowing any other candidate who might inherit the position of sect master. However, this Spiritual Sense Sacrifice was too overbearing. Even if there was a possibility of reversal in any other way, only Spiritual Sense Sacrifice was absolutely impossible.
"This …" Another elder hesitated and said with a dignified face, "This is not a trivial matter, young master doesn't need to worry, we can take our time to think about it."
Everyone nodded when they heard this. If there wasn't a pure-blooded successor like Yang Beauty, the others would more or less have a grudge in their hearts. Moreover, it wasn't as if there was no way to destroy the Divine Sense Sacrifice …
Thump.
Beauty Yang knocked on the table lightly. Everyone was stunned and looked at her. She looked around and finally looked at the two elders. Her voice was extremely cold as she said, "Let me make things clear first. If anyone dares to touch my master, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Everyone took a deep breath and looked at each other.
That's right, the only way to break Divine Sense Sacrifice was to kill the master. Although Divine Sense Sacrifice would still make Yang Meiren loyal to the master, as long as there was no master, there would be nothing to worry about in the future. However, looking at Beauty Yang's appearance, if they really attacked Lu An, they had no doubt that Beauty Yang would attack them as well.
Following this, Beauty Yang stood up and said to her father, "Father, Mu 'Er is the owner of the Purple Lake City, and I still have some things to do. Let's return to the Purple Lake City first, and we'll come back after we're done."
With that, Beauty Yang turned to look at her daughter and said, "Mu 'er, let's go."
"Ah, okay!" Hearing this, Yang Mu quickly got up. She felt very uncomfortable staying here, so she quickly followed her mother and left.
Looking at Beauty Yang and Yang Mu's figures leaving until they completely disappeared, everyone in the room looked at each other again. After a long time, an elder said to Yang Zhentian, "Sovereign, the Gate of Soul Leading …"
Yang Zhentian took a deep breath, glanced at the elder and said, "We'll talk about it later."
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In the endless deep sea of the four southern seas.
Lu An, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes. With a splitting headache, he raised his hand and wanted to rub his head.
However, there was a sharp pain in his arm, which made Lu An frown. He couldn't lift his arm. He knew that both of his arms had been broken.
Not only his arms, but Lu An's legs had also completely lost feeling. Now, he had almost no fate wheel on his body. There was no difference between him and a disabled person.
The sharp pain all over his body made the weak Lu An even more uncomfortable. Lu An frowned and stared hard to let himself see the situation around him.
Where … was this?
Lu An recalled and his head was in pain. He remembered that he wanted to go through the Gate of Sacred Fire but failed. Then, he lost consciousness. The previous pirates had been falling into the deep sea. Was he in the deep sea now?
But if so, where was the seawater?
It was dark around. Lu An couldn't see anything at all. But he didn't feel the water flow and water pressure from his body. Obviously, he wasn't in the deep sea now.
Could it be that he was blind?
Lu An gritted his teeth and forced his Qi. He squeezed out the only fate wheel in his body and waved his hand. Suddenly, a small flame flew out and fell on the ground beside him.
The Ninth Heaven Sacred Fire was burning quietly. Lu An had no fate wheel at all. The light of the flame lit up the place. Lu An looked around and was relieved. At least he wasn't blind.
He turned his head and looked around. He was still on the island. Wherever the weak light passed, he could see some soil. However, all the grass on the soil had disappeared. To Lu An's surprise, the trees on the island were still there.
The light of the flame was limited. He could only see around but couldn't see anything else. At this moment, his body trembled. Where was Chu Yue?
Lu An tried his best to turn his head and look around. Finally, not far above his head, he saw Chu Yue lying on the ground.
Lu An gritted his teeth and crawled forward bit by bit on the ground with what was left of his upper arms and legs. His speed was very slow, and he looked battered and exhausted. Finally, he crawled to Chu Yue. At this moment, Lu Chu Yue was lying on the ground quietly. He didn't know whether she was dead or alive.
"Miss Yue! Miss Yue! "Lu An tried his best to shout, but his voice was hoarse and pitifully weak. As for Chu Yue, she didn't move at all. It was as if she was really dead.
Lu An was anxious. He wanted to take out an elixir from the ring and feed it to her. However, he couldn't open the Interspatial Ring with his current strength. After a fruitless attempt, Lu An could only lie beside Chu Yue, exhausted, gasping for breath.
His sense of perception was already empty. After this torment, he couldn't stand it anymore. He tilted his head and fell into a coma again.
The next time he woke up, it was a full 24 hours later.
Lu An slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, although his whole body was in pain, it wasn't as severe as the last time. His Fate Wheel and Divine Qi were recovering. The Skill of Return to Heaven healed him automatically. All the broken bones in his body had been connected and his Fate Wheel had accumulated some energy.
Lu An struggled to get up from the ground. The broken bones were still very painful. Lu Chu Yue, who was lying beside him, hadn't woken up yet. He took out an elixir from the ring and fed it to her and himself. Then he sat on the ground with his legs crossed and tried his best to recover.
After a while, the blood clots in Lu An's organs were cleared. He could finally move normally. He looked at Chu Yue and then looked around. He immediately spread out his perception to find out where he was.
After spreading out his perception, Lu An's body trembled. Now he was finally sure that he was still on the Island of Seven Colors.
After lighting a fire, Lu An looked around. Seven mountains, seven different colors. He was still sitting in the middle of the valley with his legs crossed. The plants around him were still growing luxuriantly.
However, above and around this island, there was an endless deep sea.
The sea water flowed in all directions around the island. Under the light, Lu An could even see the water flow. However, when Lu An tried to send his perception into the sea, he encountered great resistance.
This kind of resistance was something he had never encountered before. Lu An knew that there was only one reason for this, and that was that his strength was not qualified to sense the ocean here. The terrifying water pressure completely excluded his perception.
In other words, the depth here was not a place he could reach. If he rashly entered the sea, he would probably be killed by the water pressure.
Lu An took a deep breath and quickly extinguished the fire. In this deep sea, any kind of strange beast would kill him. He didn't want the light of the fire to attract strange beasts.
However, Lu An frowned. He still couldn't figure out how the Island of Seven Colors could create such a huge space in the deep sea with such water pressure.
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