Chapter 87: Chapter 87 - But what about you, Ling Yuan, are you afraid?

"What just happed? Did Song Yang really destroy a Prodigy Tok?"

"And that's what you're worried about? He just said he's going to hunt down all 0 top giuses!"

"If he destroys all the Prodigy Toks, how can they be summoned for the second phase of the competition?"

Once they regained their composure, the group of disciples immediately started to stir and disperse in differt directions. Some grabbed a communication tok from their spatial rings to report the situation.

Among all the young people prest in the secret realm, possessed ev a real realm, and now they were being hunted by a Saint!

What they had just witnessed was extremely serious, and they needed to inform the other sect disciples immediately.

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During the time he was searching for Fang Yu, Song Yang started killing almost everyone who was carrying a Prodigy Tok.

In this period, Song Yang's name spread like thunder and became the nightmare of most of the giuses in the secret realm. There was not a single gius who did not know Song Yang's name.

It is no exaggeration to say that ev some giuses who had be reltlessly searching for a Prodigy Tok now began to flee just upon hearing about it.

After all, those who had a Prodigy Tok would be killed by Song Yang!

Soon, two months passed, and it was now the last day of the gius competition

"Where the hell is that Fang Yu?"

In a certain location in the secret realm, Song Yang couldn't help but curse lightly.

During these two months, he had already searched all corners of the secret realm more than once, but he still hadn't managed to find Fang Yu.

Moreover, it was the last day of the gius competition, and since he had destroyed almost all the Prodigy Toks, there would be no second phase of the competition.

Therefore, if he didn't find Fang Yu today, it would mean that Fang Yu had managed to escape from him.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but admire the Saint Son, who was sitting cross-legged, as stable as Mount Tai, ev though he was the primary target of Song Yang.

"What are you afraid of? Ev if Song Yang finds us, it's me who holds the prodigy tok."

"So he would only kill me!"

Ling Yuan, the Saint Son of the Sacred Land of the Black Turtle, who was sitting cross-legged, oped his eyes and scolded the young disciple who had spok earlier.

Wh he heard this, the young disciple thought it made sse and soon calmed down.

After all, although Song Yang had hunted the greatest giuses of the Eastern Region during the competition, he had not killed anyone who did not possess a prodigy tok.

"Saint Son, ev if you are the only one who manages to keep the prodigy tok, after the news spreads, Song Yang wouldn't try to hunt you down to maintain his reputation?"

Suddly, another disciple asked a question, leaving the cave in absolute silce.

Why what the disciple said made sse. The Saint Son's plan was to be the only one to keep the prodigy tok until the d of the competition, thus securing the title of champion.

Moreover, he would become famous because of Song Yang.

Imagine the impact wh the news spread that Ling Yuan, with his Divine Transformation cultivation, managed to escape from a Saint for two months — and not just any Saint, but Song Yang, the greatest gius of the Eastern Region.

After the competition of giuses ded and this news spread, Song Yang would certainly try to hunt him down to recover his reputation.

After all, if he didn't, it would seem that the greatest gius of the Eastern Region couldn't ev defeat a young man with Divine Transformation cultivation!

"After I leave the secret realm, being hunted by Song Yang? That's a joke!"

"Since wh would my Sacred Land of the Black Turtle have to fear being hunted by a young Saint?"

Wh he heard this, Ling Yuan couldn't help but sneer and speak with a certain arrogance, after all, in his opinion, aside from Song Yang, who was the greatest gius of the Eastern Region.

Ev the Zhfang Dynasty, to which Song Yang belongs, was no more than an ant that the Sacred Land of the Black Turtle could casually crush.

"You're right, the Sacred Land of the Black Turtle may not fear me, but what about you, Ling Yuan, are you afraid?"