Chapter 1767: The Final Trial

"Prepare for battle!"

Seeing the crowd disappear, Yan Qing, the ancient sage, turned to look at the many renowned masters behind him and nodded quietly.

"Mm!"

Everyone looked solemn.

The younger generation had entered the main hall; the rest was up to them.

Seeing them gathered together, ready to fight at any moment, the many ancient sages of the other three major forces also dared not breathe loudly.

"Master Yang, first arrange for those who haven't reached ancient sage level to leave here..." Zhang Hongtian instructed.

"Yes!" Aware of the danger, Yang Xuan said no more, flew to Ren Qingyuan, and gave a detailed instruction.

The remaining matters were no longer something a Great Sage could meddle in.

Rather than be implicated here, it was better to leave directly.

The Hall of Renowned Masters and various families began to retreat. The Hundred Schools of Thought, the Spirit Race, and the Sacred Beast Clan, those who hadn't reached ancient sage level, also slowly withdrew. Before long, only a little over twenty ancient sages remained in the entire square, each looking at the others with mutual wariness.

That the renowned masters and the Spirit Race could stay together wasn't because they had resolved their conflicts, but because no one dared to make the first move. Yet this stalemate would inevitably be shattered with the emergence of the Spring and Autumn Ceremony.

More than twenty ancient sages seemed like many, but in reality, they were the last strength of the continent. After this, no one knew how many would remain.

"Master Zhang, this is what Senior Brother quietly gave me earlier, asking me to pass it to you!"

While everyone was wary of each other, Master Yang came to Zhang Hongtian, turned his wrist, and handed over a jade token.

"For me?"

Knowing that the senior brother he referred to was his junior named Zhang Xuan, Zhang Hongtian was taken aback, took it casually, and tapped it with his finger.

Immediately, a thought surged into his mind.

"This... this is the flaw in Old Demon Yu's cultivation?"

His pupils contracted, and Zhang Hongtian was startled.

What entered his mind were precisely the flaws in his old rival Old Demon Yu's cultivation and the loopholes in his martial techniques, densely packed with over thirty items, each of which, if used well, could be fatal.

"How... how did he know these?"

He initially thought it was nonsense, but after reading a few items, he realized it was absolutely accurate.

He had fought Old Demon Yu no fewer than a hundred times in his life, knew exactly what his ultimate moves were and what power they would unleash during execution—what was written here was spot on!

It could be said that with this, if used well, when fighting Old Demon Yu again, it was highly possible to successfully kill him!

Having reached the Blood Rebirth realm, one could be said to be immortal and indestructible. At the same level, unless one set up an inescapable net, it was difficult to kill, but using these flaws well could completely eliminate him... This alone was of infinite value!

"This guy is truly astonishing..."

Sighing in admiration, Zhang Hongtian grew even more curious about this junior.

Single-handedly obtaining the five array cores, even holding the Mother Symbol of Transmission... the quotas that the other three major forces longed for but couldn't get, this guy actually put up for auction... and crucially, facing a powerhouse like Old Demon Yu without the slightest fear, he even collected all his flaws...

"Actually... Master Zhang, twenty years ago, when you were severely injured and needed pure blood to recover... it was this Zhang Xuan who gave up his own blood to supply you, allowing you to survive."

Master Yang hesitated, then said.

At that time, this ancestor Hongtian was gravely wounded and near death, falling into a deep sleep. The matter of blood replacement was not mentioned, and few knew about it.

Because Master Yang had personally handled it, he knew it very clearly.

"You mean... I carry... his blood?" Zhang Hongtian was stunned.

"Yes!" Master Yang nodded.

"No wonder I felt close to him at first sight..." Zhang Hongtian suddenly understood.

He had wondered why he felt a kinship upon first seeing this person; so that was the reason.

"Blood pure enough to save me, and after being stripped of his blood, not only did he survive, but he also possessed talent beyond ordinary imagination... It seems our Zhang family need not worry anymore..."

Letting the known information flow through his mind, Zhang Hongtian couldn't help but sigh, growing even more curious about this Zhang Xuan.

...

Whoosh!

The situation outside was changing, but Zhang Xuan couldn't manage it, nor did he know what impact the thing he gave Zhang Hongtian would have. He only felt his body sway, and he appeared in a spacious hall.

This hall was clearly more magnificent than the side halls, with richer spiritual energy. On the surrounding walls were carved paintings and calligraphy, of high artistic conception, the figures in the paintings seeming as if they could come to life at any moment.

"These paintings can't compare to the Spring and Autumn Diagram... and they lack ancient sage power!"

After a glance, Zhang Xuan shook his head.

These were just ordinary paintings and calligraphy, not sealing a world, so there was no so-called ancient sage power. Although precious, they no longer held much appeal for him now.

The three Spirit Race members exchanged glances and reached out to collect the paintings, but before they could approach, a long spear blocked their way.

"Three, since you're here, it's a good time to have a talk with you..."

Zhang Xuan smiled faintly and looked over.

The reason he dared to sell them the quotas was that he had planned to deal with them first once they entered the main hall.

Otherwise, keeping them around would be an eyesore.

Even if these three were strong, with him, Zhao Ya, Luo Ruoxi, and the others, killing them shouldn't be difficult.

"You..."

Unexpectedly, this guy turned hostile as soon as they arrived, the three Spirit Race members all changed expression, exchanged glances, and said, "Let's go!"

With that, they took out a jade token and crushed it.

Whoosh!

A beam of escape light appeared, enveloping the three, and in the blink of an eye, they shot into the distance.

"Freeze!"

Zhang Xuan pointed his finger, and the surrounding space immediately sealed.

Crack!

The escape light swept through, tearing the space, and the three figures vanished from sight.

"It's a treasure left by an ancient sage!"

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

It wasn't that he was too weak, but that this escape light was too strong. It seemed Old Demon Yu knew he might strike ruthlessly and had directly bestowed a powerful life-saving artifact.

If he released the Demonic Abyssal Blade, he might be able to kill them, but this was the main hall, and no one knew if there were restrictions. He dared not act rashly unless it was a critical moment.

"Forget it, no rush!"

Everyone was on guard now; it was no longer as easy to kill as before. But it didn't matter; with Little Fu Fu in hand, at the Spring and Autumn Ceremony, if he couldn't get it, no one else would!

Thinking this, he turned to look at Yan Xue and the others.

"They've fled. How about... we have a chat?"

"Whoosh!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xue and the others also produced an escape light and vanished on the spot.

He turned to look at the remaining two sacred beasts, but before his gaze could focus, their shouts rang out: "Don't look at us; we'll leave on our own, alright..."

Whoosh!

They also disappeared.

"..." Zhang Xuan.

"..." The crowd.