109: A strange situation

Before long, only the young man remained.

The elder's bamboo-jointed golden whip was aimed solely at the young man.

It didn't encompass everyone, suggesting it wasn't a soul martial skill designed for area-of-effect damage.

With a whoosh, the golden whip transformed into a golden light that struck the golden bell, emitting a series of buzzing sounds.

Crack, the golden whip, along with the golden bell, began to shatter, finally disappearing together.

The young man couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of fresh blood; if not for his profound foundation and a method to counter soul attacks, that strike just now would have truly done him in.

He then grinned, victory was ultimately his.

Because he noticed that the opponent's aura was weak, his strength greatly reduced, and he could no longer pose any threat to him.

The elder, knowing he was no match, sighed softly and, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, voluntarily withdrew from the battle stage.

"Hmph, at least you're sensible!"

Seeing this, the young man snorted and paid it no mind; for him, achieving victory and securing a seat was paramount.

The woman on the Azure Bird quickly stepped forward to help the elder onto its massive back, looking at him with worry.

"Grandpa Situ, are you… alright?"

Hearing this, the elder shook his head, indicating he was fine, and slowly said, "Miss, this old man is incompetent; I couldn't help you contend for the Venerable's inheritance!"

Upon hearing the elder's words, the young woman did not show disappointment; instead, she comforted him, "Grandpa Situ, it's good that you're alright. As for the inheritance, that can only be said to be fated but not destined; it cannot be forced."

The elder's expression froze for a moment, then a hint of relief appeared on his face. What he admired most about his young lady was her state of mind.

Regardless of the opportunities, with such a temperament, she could establish herself in the cultivation world!

The young man in the battle stage scanned the remaining people, completely disregarding his own injuries, and arrogantly declared, "Will you withdraw yourselves, or shall I personally escort you out?"

The eight strong cultivators who had been implanted with the demonic seed by the young man were the first to make their choice, their figures gradually dissipating, withdrawing from the stage. However, the sullen expression on the Middle-aged man's face was clearly visible.

Who could be content after repeated setbacks, especially when he originally had grand ambitions to make a big splash in the secret realm inheritance competition?

It ended before it even began; this was the reality for him and his brother, and for others as well.

However, what made them happy was that after being teleported out, the dark demonic seed within their bodies was actually erased by a mysterious power.

It must have been the power of the secret realm, at least they regained ownership of their lives, which had originally been controlled by others.

As for the strong cultivators from the elder's faction, they remained silent, contemplating for a moment before the group decisively withdrew.

The strength displayed by the young man just now was simply too terrifying; they also knew their limits, and even if they continued to fight, even united, they might not be his match.

Seeing everyone leave, the smile on the young man's lips grew wider, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter, leaving the area outside the stage in silence.

Only the white-haired young man looked terrified, as if he had foreseen something dreadful, his body trembling like a sieve.

At this point, the four seats of the God-Emperor Four Realms were decided: the Middle-aged man at God-Emperor Initial Stage, the elder at God-Emperor Middle Stage, Guang Tou Qiang at God-Emperor Late Stage, and the mysterious young man at Divine Emperor Peak.

The massive stone tablet erupted with a heaven-piercing divine light, and four orbs of light emitting profound auras floated in the void.

Everyone's gaze was fixated with fervent intensity, for as the previous voice had said, these four orbs of light might contain the Silver-Haired Venerable's inheritance.

Even the mysterious young man's expression was incredibly excited; the Silver-Haired Venerable was an unreachable strong cultivator even for him, and whose inheritance wouldn't tempt him?

As for Tu Qiang, he had long been drooling, his eyes bloodshot, staring unblinkingly at the four orbs of light in the sky.

"All of you, open your minds and receive your reward!"

The majestic voice resonated, carrying an unparalleled dignified aura.

Hearing this, the four people still on the battle stage quickly relaxed, anticipating the arrival of good fortune.

"Holy crap, I didn't expect someone to be even more shameless than me!"

The Big Yellow Dog, located underground, said with some surprise.

Lin Yan, meanwhile, shook his head slightly, and an invisible glimmer, unseen by everyone, flew into Tu Qiang's body.

The four orbs of light in the sky flashed and vanished. Apart from Tu Qiang, the other three all showed satisfied expressions, their eyes twinkling with joy.

Tu Qiang looked utterly bewildered.

???

What are you doing?

There was clearly nothing, so why did they all look so pleased?

He was starting to doubt his life.

But as Lin Yan's voice resonated in his mind, he immediately put on an exaggerated expression of good fortune descending upon him, as if afraid others wouldn't notice.

The people outside the arena, however, were somewhat confused. Each of these individuals looked very satisfied, and they couldn't distinguish who had received the inheritance.

Things became a bit strange. According to everyone's conjecture, if the young man hadn't obtained the inheritance, he should have attacked the others.

Judging by his expression, it seemed as though he had obtained the inheritance?

Then why were the expressions of the other three equally satisfied? Shouldn't they have shown some disappointment and regret?

But the voice never appeared again, as if the secret realm had concluded, and the massive tombstone no longer shook.

The battle stage also dissipated, and the four figures returned to the arena.

Finally, a voice broke the silence, and everyone instinctively looked towards its source.

It was Meng Jin Yan, who had been on the Azure Moon Pavilion warship, slowly stepping forward.

From her mouth came a statement that shocked everyone.

"Hand over the inheritance to me, and I will spare your lives!"

What?

A profound silence fell over the arena; it seemed unbelievable, and the gazes directed at Meng Jin Yan were as if they were looking at an idiot.

Judging by the cultivation fluctuations emanating from her, she hadn't even stepped into the God-Emperor Realm, clearly a junior who had entered the secret realm with some background.

But what gave her such confidence to say such a thing in front of so many strong cultivators?

Scanning the strong cultivators on her warship, no answer was found.

Could she really be relying on the fat and thin Middle-aged men behind her?

Although the two were strong, even if they hadn't been controlled by the mysterious young man, they could still be subdued if several strong cultivators of the same realm swarmed them.

Feeling everyone's gazes, the faces of the fat and thin Middle-aged brothers drastically changed.

After the series of changes just now, they no longer held any illusions about the secret realm, only waiting for the secret realm passage to open so they could leave.

Now, under the intense scrutiny of the crowd, the two quickly flew off the warship, fleeing far away as if escaping, the Middle-aged man even muttering curses about bad luck and lunatics.

Seeing the two leave, everyone was even more confused about her reliance, and for a moment, they were filled with suspicion.

Although her words weren't directed at them, but at the four who received the orb rewards, even those strong cultivators who had secretly planned to snatch from everyone except the young man were now temporarily observing the situation.

"You will understand very soon!"

Meng Jin Yan looked calm, seemingly confident, and spoke faintly to the crowd.

She produced a token in her hand, gently crushing it, and an incredibly terrifying aura suddenly appeared in the arena.