In a certain temple, a man sat cross-legged on the ground. He had white hair and a restrained breath.

This person is now Qingwu, the Holy Son of the Xianling Tribe.

In front of him stood an old man, who was now the great elder of the ancestors.

Behind the great elder stood the wise master and the judicial spirit king.

At this time, the great elder suddenly took out a box. Inside the box was a purple seal with stars and the universe painted on it, which contained extremely powerful power.

Seeing this seal, Zhishi frowned immediately.

Seal of the First Spirit!

One of the three great treasures of the Xianling clan, its power is extremely terrifying.

The great elder handed the box to Qingwu in front of him. Qingwu slowly opened his eyes, "Great elder, is it necessary to deal with an outsider?"

The Great Elder frowned, a little sternly, "Back then, when I faced God, I was as arrogant as you are now, but what was the result?"

Qingwu was silent.

The Great Elder shook his head slightly, "Although that young man's realm is low, his strength is not low at all. You must not show any contempt or carelessness when fighting against him."

Qingwu was silent and still didn't answer. Obviously, he still had some resistance to using divine objects in the competition.

Seeing Qingwu's silence, the elder thought for a moment, and then said: "If you lose, do you know what you will face?"

Qingwu frowned.

If he loses, he will become a sinner of the ancestors, and he will never be able to forgive himself.

Can't afford to lose!

The great elder continued: "If you lose, our ancestors will once again become the laughing stock of the world. It is a shame. How can we, our ancestors, go through this twice?"

Qingwu looked at the ancestor seal in front of him. After being silent for a long time, he said: "Great Elder, we are fighting a fair fight."

The great elder said quietly: "He can also use divine objects, which is fair."

Qingwu was silent.

Seeing that Qingwu was still resisting, the elder could only try another method, "You can wait until it is absolutely necessary."

After Qingwu was silent for a long time, he finally accepted the ancestral spirit seal.

Seeing this, the great elder nodded slightly, "Go!"

Qingwu bowed slightly to the three of them, turned around and left.

Just as Master Zhi was about to speak, the Great Elder said: "Old Zhi, I know what you want to say and I also understand your intentions. However, my ancestors cannot afford to lose this battle."

The wise teacher frowned.

The Great Elder continued: "Losing will make our ancestors sober, but it will also undermine their self-confidence. What a nation needs more is self-confidence, not sobriety."

The wise master said solemnly: "Great Elder, this duel should be fair. Otherwise, even if you win, what's the point?"

The Great Elder said quietly: "If we use divine objects, he can do it too. Isn't it unfair?"

The wise teacher was silent.

The great elder said again: "It is a shame that our ancestors cannot experience twice."

After saying that, he turned and left.

In the hall, the wise master shook his head slightly, "It seems that he is still brooding about his defeat to Shenyi."

The Judicial Spirit Lord said calmly: "It's normal. He was the saint son of that generation, and he and the saint girl should have..."

Having said this, he shook his head and said nothing more. They were just old things from the past, and it would be meaningless to bring them up again.

The wise teacher also did not want to discuss this topic.

Judicial Lingjun suddenly said: "If this Ye Guan is defeated..."

The wise teacher shook his head, "No matter what, we can't let him die. After all, Shenyi didn't kill anyone back then."

The Judicial Spirit Lord nodded slightly.

...

The next day, at dawn, Qingzhi came to Ye Guan's side.

Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, Ye Guan slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a touch of fish-belly white on the horizon.

Ye Guan slowly turned his head to look at Qingzhi beside him. Today, Qingzhi was wearing a cloud-white dress. She was quiet and elegant, yet intellectual and beautiful.

Qingzhi smiled and said, "I'll take you to the martial arts arena."

Ye Guan nodded, "Okay."

The two got up and left.

After a while, the two came to a starry sky. In the starry sky, there was a broad competition ground, tens of thousands of feet long and wide, very majestic.

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of ancestors have gathered around the competition ground.

When Ye Guan and Qingzhi arrived, hundreds of thousands of eyes turned towards Ye Guan.

All eyes are on you!

Ye Guan ignored everyone's gaze and slowly walked towards the competition ground.

At this time, Qingzhi suddenly said: "Your opponent is the Holy Son Qingwu."

Ye Guan nodded slightly, "Miss Qingzhi, please stay."

He found that many people from the Xianling Tribe had very unkind eyes when they looked at Qingzhi.

Just as Qingzhi was about to speak, Ye Guan said again: "You are a member of the Xianling tribe after all, and you will continue to live here in the future."

Qingzhi is silent.

Ye Guan smiled slightly, "No matter whether the Xianling Tribe and I are friends or enemies in the future, you and I will always be friends."

After saying that, his body trembled and turned into a sword light that fell on the competition field.

Qingzhi looked at Ye Guan in the distance, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

At this time, all the ancestors in the field suddenly roared, "Qingwu!"

Qingwu!

Hundreds of thousands of people roared together, the sound like thunder, resounding throughout the starry sky and the universe.

On the competition stage, Qingwu slowly opened his eyes. He looked at Ye Guan. Their eyes met. This was the first time they met.

???????????????Ye Guan suddenly turned his head and looked aside, "Master Zhi."

The voice fell, and the wise master appeared in front of Ye Guan.

Ye looked at Zhishi, "If I win, the Xianling Tribe will lift the restrictions on Sister Ruo, right?"

The wise master nodded, "Yes."

Ye Guan said again: "Will there be any other surprises?"

The wise teacher shook his head, "No!"

Ye Guan nodded slightly, "That's good."

After that, he looked at Qingwu in the distance, "Can we start?"

Qingwu nodded slowly, "Okay."

boom!

As his voice fell, an extremely powerful aura suddenly swept out of his body.

Eighty percent state of divinity!

As soon as this aura appeared, the ancestors watching the battle began to boil again.

Ye Guan's face was expressionless, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Qingwu looked up at Ye Guan in the distance, and was about to take action, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and the next moment, a sword came out from in front of him without any warning.

Qingwu was shocked and clenched his right hand tightly.

boom!

A golden light instantly surged out of his body and enveloped him.

boom!

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Qingwu was directly cut to the ground by the sword and retreated violently. In the process of retreating, a sword suddenly appeared behind Qingwu like a ghost.

Qingwu narrowed his eyes and clenched his hands suddenly again.

boom!

Suddenly, a powerful aura surged out of his body, and in an instant, a thousand-foot-long statue appeared behind him.

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the ancestors in the scene suddenly became extremely ugly.
To be continued...