War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Although Yang Qian Ye was an intermediate Lord of Gods, no one paid attention to him previously since his performance was tepid at best.

Contrary to Yang Qian Ye’s earlier performance, Duan Ling Tian knew that Yang Qian Ye had to be quite strong now. Even if Yang Qian Ye was not as strong as Ye Ying Cai or Yun Ye Wei, who were the strongest among those below the age of 10,000 in the Pure Yang Sect, Yang Qian Ye was definitely stronger than most of his peers.

“It’s the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice’s Bai Ming Zhong!” a disciple from the Pure Yang Sect exclaimed when he saw the figure flying out to the battlefield.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of some of the young disciples from the Pure Yang Sect changed slightly.

Bai Ming Zhong was not among the strongest prodigies in the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice, but he was not weak at all. He was also rather famous in the Eastern Ridge Mansion.

The young disciples from the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice recently found out that Yang Qian Ye had become an intermediate Lord of Gods. Although they were shocked, they did not think he was a match for Bai Ming Zhong, who was also an intermediate Lord of Gods. After all, Bai Ming Zhong became an intermediate Lord of Gods 1,000 years ago, which meant that his cultivation base had already stabilized. Apart from that, he was almost 10,000 years old, making him the oldest participant of the Seven Mansions Feast this time. This also meant that he had more experience than Yang Qian Ye.

Bai Ming Zhong smirked as he said smugly, “I’m Bai Ming Zhong from the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice. You’re from the Pure Yang Sect? You must not be very strong since I’ve never heard of you before. If you’re afraid, it’s not too late to surrender. It’ll also save you from being injured and unable to compete in the revival round.”

Yang Qian Ye was expressionless as he asked, “Are you done talking?”

Bai Ming Zhong’s expression turned unsightly immediately upon seeing Yang Qian Ye’s disregard for his words.

“Let the battle begin,” Lin Dong Lai, the elder from the Howling Flames Sect, said loudly. He did not want to watch the two young men exchange words, wasting time. He was eager to conclude the fights to sort the participants into the elite group today.

Swoosh!

As soon as Lin Dong Lai’s words fell, Bai Ming Zhong turned into a streak of golden light as he charged toward Yang Qian Ye like a raging beast. The wind howled as a long ax, which seemed to be a prominent divine artifact, appeared in his hand.

Yang Qian Ye quickly moved back when faced with the domineering attack. His Divine Energy was clearly unstable since he had yet to fully stabilize his cultivation base.

At the same time, Lin Dong Lai watched Bai Ming Zhong closely, preparing to intervene if he dealt a killing strike.

After all, two participants from the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice had already severely injured two participants from the Pure Yang Sect to the extent that the latter could no longer compete in the revival round.

“Die!” Bai Ming Zhong roared as he attacked. His ax glinted dazzling like the sun, making everything in its surroundings pale in comparison.

“Watch out!” the crowd instinctively cried out, warning Yang Qian Ye.

Lin Dong Lai stared at Bai Ming Zhong, ready to intervene.

“Is this all you got?” Yang Qian Ye suddenly said before he rushed out.

Lin Dong Lai was slightly surprised. ‘Is this person from the Pure Yang Sect not afraid of his opponent?’

Following that, Lin Dong Lai’s expression changed drastically. He had sensed something.

At the same time, Ren Tie Qiu, the leader of the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice, cried out, “Stop!”

Subsequently, powerful Divine Energy surged out of Ren Tie Qiu’s body as he tried to intervene.

However, a sword ray suddenly shot out, easily crushing Ren Tie Qiu’s Divine Energy.

The high-ranking officials from the various top forces in the Seven Mansion shifted their eyes to a golden-clad young man, who was seated with the Pure Yang Sect’s party, in unison. The young man was none other than Ye Chen Feng, the founder of the Pure Yang Sect’s Hidden Sword faction.

Ye Chen Feng, who was not even 2,000 years old, was the youngest intermediate Emperor of Gods present on the scene. However, not many of the intermediate Emperors of Gods present who were older than him dared to say that they were stronger than him.

Suddenly, a miserable cry rang in the air, attracting the crowd’s attention away from Ye Chen Feng. When they looked over, they saw Bai Ming Zhong’s body was riddled with holes as though he had been pierced with arrows.

Lin Dong Lai, who was standing nearby, turned slightly pale.

“Trash,” Yang Qian Ye said indifferently before he turned and left.

At this time, Lin Dong Lai flew over. After a moment, he said, “He’s alive. Alliance Leader Ren, he can still be saved as long as you give him a little more healing pills.”

Lin Dong Lai sent Bai Ming Zhong back to the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice with a stream of energy along with two bottles of pills as he said, “These are lord-grade Limit Divine Pills that will help with his recovery. It’s just a little token since I’m responsible for his injuries.”

Ren Tie Qiu accepted the pills before he looked at the old man sitting next to him and said, “Elder Wang, take these pills and bring him away.”

“Yes, Alliance Leader,” the old man said before he brought the dying Bai Ming Zhong away.

However, unbeknownst to everyone, after the old man left, he received a Voice Transmission from Ren Tie Qiu.

Ren Tie Qiu said, “Don’t waste the divine pills. Take him away and kill him. He’s just an orphan, and his master died a couple of years ago. Nobody will care about his absence.”

“Yes, Alliance Leader.”

The old man knew Ren Tie Qiu did not want to waste resources saving Bai Ming Zhong because Bai Ming Zhong was without support and connections in the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice. Most importantly, Bai Ming Zhong was not outstanding enough to be saved. Apart from that, Bai Ming Zhong was fatally injured. Even with the help of the lord-grade Limit Divine Pills, they would only be able to preserve his life and heal his injuries slightly. To make a full recovery, they would need at least another 10 lord-grade Limit Divine Pills from the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice. Ren Tie Qiu was naturally unwilling to waste so many pills on someone whose value was not very high.

Although no one knew about Ren Tie Qiu’s Voice Transmission, most people from the various forces, including Lin Dong Lai, could guess Ren Tie Qiu’s intention. It was already obvious when Ren Tie Qiu did not immediately feed Bai Ming Zhong the two lord-grade Limit Divine Pills and asked for Bai Ming Zhong to be taken away instead.

Lin Dong Lai only frowned slightly, but he did not say anything. Although he felt responsible for Bai Ming Zhong’s fatal injuries, he only felt partially responsible. In his opinion, the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice should have warned their young disciples about attacking the young disciples of the Pure Yang Sect ruthlessly. The truth was ugly, but he felt that Bai Ming Zhong’s death was caused by the Alliance of Benevolence and Justice.

‘I didn’t expect this disciple from the Pure Yang Sect to be so strong… His strength is comparable to that of Ye Ying Cai and the other outstanding prodigies from the Pure Yang Sect. In fact, he might be even stronger than them…’ Lin Dong Lai thought to himself as he watched Yang Qian Ye leave.

Meanwhile, everyone had also shifted their attention to Yang Qian Ye. Most, if not all of them, were surprised.

“Who is he?”

“Duan Ling Tian aside, his strength seems to be on par with the top prodigies in the Pure Yang Sect.”

“I didn’t expect the Pure Yang Sect to have another outstanding prodigy. He kept a low profile and revealed his true strength at the critical moment. His attack left Bai Ming Zhong on the brink of death.”

“If it weren’t for Elder Lin Dong Lai, Bai Ming Zhong would’ve died…”

Even Duan Ling Tian was surprised by Yang Qian Ye’s strength. His heart stirred slightly as he looked at Yang Qian Ye and thought to himself, ‘I’ve underestimated him. He became an intermediate Lord of Gods in a shorter time than I did, and based on his attack earlier, his cultivation base is almost completely stable. He might even completely stabilize his cultivation base before the end of the Seven Mansions Feast…’

Duan Ling Tian felt excitement burning in his heart when he thought about this. He yearned even more to enter the Supreme Divine Mansion.