Xu Xian was speechless. You're only how old, and you've already gone senile...
He didn't even want to talk about it.
"I'll say it, and you remember it. Don't mess it up this time."
"Oh!"
"Be serious. I'm not joking with you."
"I know!"
The two of them frantically tore up the ground, upturning soil and rocks, stirring up a whirlwind of dust and smoke.
Taking advantage of the gaps, Xu Xian repeatedly instructed Lu Yuan on what to do next.
Actually, the matter wasn't that complicated.
It was quite simple.
Xu Xian had become Bai Mang, but what about Xu Xian himself?
He had to make an appearance.
Not just here in the Emperor's Tomb, but also after they left.
What Xu Xian wanted was to completely detach the Wendao Sword Sect from this affair and keep them clean.
He wanted to avoid giving anyone an excuse to criticize them.
The Wendao Sword Sect was, after all, a prestigious righteous sect.
Xu Xian could afford to disregard his own reputation, but the reputation of the Wendao Sword Sect had to be preserved.
He had kidnapped the geniuses of Fanzhou from the past century. If he didn't kidnap the ones from the Wendao Sword Sect, he was afraid the old monsters outside would notice something was off.
None of those guys were fools; they were all incredibly shrewd.
When dealing with people like that, even if they suspected something, he couldn't leave behind any evidence or leverage.
After all, right now, he could only act overbearingly within the Emperor's Tomb. In the world outside, he was still lacking a bit.
"Did you get all that?"
"I got it."
"Repeat it..."
Though Lu Yuan was a bit impatient, he still repeated what Xu Xian had just explained in his own words.
Only then did Xu Xian feel at ease, intending to bring this performance to an end.
They had been fighting long enough.
If they dragged it out any longer, it would start to look fake.
"Alright."
"You go first..."
Lu Yuan gave an affirmative grunt and, using the surrounding smoke and dust as cover, quietly vanished into the burial ground.
Xu Xian continued to direct and act in his own scene for a while, shouting a few more harsh words. Then, he symbolically bound the three people on the ground with chains, not forgetting to pull out a pre-prepared corpse to act as Lu Yuan...
The booming sounds ceased, and the dust gradually settled. The spectators saw clearly that the battle was over.
The pillars of light reaching the sky remained, slowly illuminating the smoke-filled ruins. They saw Bai Mang again, standing atop a small hill.
He held a sword in one hand and gripped a person in the other, holding them high in front of him.
He said, "The Golden Generation... is nothing more than this!"
Then,
under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he used the chains to drag four people back to the bone bowl.
In front of the demons, he threw the four people from the Wendao Sword Sect into the bone pool.
The demons remained silent, their heads bowed, occasionally stealing glances of admiration at their Young Lord.
Only Chi Ji felt something was strange.
She felt that Bai Mang was somewhat gentle with these four, throwing them very lightly...
Such is human nature; once a seed of doubt is planted, every detail is infinitely magnified by the heart.
Chi Ji felt that this was exactly her current state.
Xu Xian also sensed the change in the way Chi Ji looked at him, and he began to wonder if this silly girl had actually noticed something.
It shouldn't be possible, right?
Was she really that smart?
Perhaps he was just overthinking it.
To those present, the defeat of the four from the Wendao Sword Sect was only to be expected.
However,
the fact that the four of them could fight back and forth with Bai Mang was enough to prove their extraordinary strength.
They were not to be underestimated.
They had done quite well.
The members of the Wendao Sword Sect looked much worse. Many disciples couldn't even accept the current outcome.
They wanted to do something, to take a risk, or to step in and save them.
But they knew very well that if even those four had lost and couldn't last an hour against him, what could they possibly change?
A sense of helplessness spread through their minds.
Why was the Young Lord Bai Mang so strong?
Yet...
at their age, there were still hot-blooded youths who were completely unafraid. Even knowing it was impossible, they still wanted to try.
Fortunately, Lin Qianqian remained rational. Suppressing her inner worry and anger, she stepped forward to stop the impulsive disciples of her sect.
While they were fighting just now, she had kept her attention fixed on the Heaven Rank hanging high overhead.
From the beginning to the end, the numbers on that ranking had not changed at all.
This meant that although Bai Mang had won, he hadn't killed anyone, so his points remained the same.
The four were still alive.
Xu Xian had told her that one must know how to cut their losses in time.
In the current situation,
even if they all swarmed forward, they couldn't save anyone. They might even lose their lives or end up getting kidnapped as well.
Bai Mang was no longer alone now.
More and more demons were gathering around him and the bone bowl.
Fighting would not lead to victory.
They could only endure.
These people were the ones Xu Xian had risked his life to save. When he left, he had instructed her to lead them out safely.
That was what she should be doing now. As for the four who were captured, they could only leave the Emperor's Tomb first and let the sect's ancestors go to the Demon Abyss to demand their release.
The restraint of the Wendao Sword Sect was also within expectations.
Time passed second by second.
Everyone unanimously believed that it was all over.
The people from the Wendao Sword Sect had fallen.
The various powers and sects from the East Desolation, the North Sea, and the Central Plains had all fallen. The Demon Abyss, which had been the least favored, had become the biggest winner.
Bai Mang's sudden emergence had created an invincible legend within the Emperor's Tomb.
People knew
that after today, the Demon Abyss would surely rise.
All because of this one man, Bai Mang.
Unless,
after leaving, the saints and demon immortals acted to nip him in the bud, such a powerful youth would have an' immeasurable future.
Furthermore,
he was about to obtain the legacy of the Emperor.
He was already this strong. Once he gained the legacy, his strength and foundation would be unimaginable...
People used to say that as long as Xu Xian of the Wendao Sword Sect didn't die, he would likely start a brand-new era.
Now,
they dared to assert that if Bai Mang didn't die young, the Demon Abyss would surely make a comeback in the future, and he would inevitably overturn the existing structure of Fanzhou.
He would surely start a brand-new era.
In their subconscious, they had already ranked Xu Xian behind Bai Mang. They even believed that Xu Xian was actually inside that bone bowl.
Otherwise,
he was dead.
Until,
as the time drew closer, a new change occurred.
Just when everyone thought it was over, a figure returned from the depths of the burial ground.
He sped like the wind,
swift as lightning.
He charged straight to the bone bowl and stood before the crowd of demons with a single sword.
The demons fell into an unnatural commotion.
"Who is that?"
"That heavy sword... is it Xu Xian?"
"He's actually still alive?"
They couldn't mistake Xu Xian. His appearance and that heavy sword had been seen by many of them on the first day.
Aside from having a bit more dust on him, he looked exactly the same.
Of course,
some had never seen him, like Chi Ji.
However,
when Chi Ji saw his appearance clearly, she was stunned. She let out a small gasp of surprise, "How can it be him..."
Was he really Xu Xian?
She still found it hard to believe.
Xu Xian asked knowingly, "You know him?"
Chi Ji was in a daze. She glanced at Bai Mang and nodded. "I've met him once."
"Do you know who he is?"
Hearing the discussions around her, Chi Ji naturally guessed it, but she still shook her head.
She indicated she didn't know.
Xu Xian curled his lips into a smile. "He is Xu Xian, the Little Grand-Uncle of the Wendao Sword Sect..."
Chi Ji remained silent.
She gazed deeply at that figure.
She thought to herself, "Was I completely wrong?"
There was even a hint of self-reproach in her eyes, blaming herself for ever suspecting that Bai Mang was Xu Xian.
Because
Xu Xian had arrived.
And,
she was certain it was him because she had seen him before.
Just like the rumors said,
he was wild and unrestrained,
eccentric and perverse,
ruthless in his methods,
a man who killed without blinking...
And he even hit women!
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