818: Identification

At this moment, in the valley.

As the shifty-eyed man pointed, numerous gazes turned towards where he indicated.

Everyone was curious to know what kind of formidable person could snatch the four spirits divine fruit from the jaws of danger, given the gathering of myriad Great Demon Kings and the presence of several Eighth-Order Great Demon Kings.

At this moment, the crowd who had emerged from the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm scattered, clearing the area indicated by the shifty-eyed man.

In an instant, two youths appeared before everyone's eyes.

Both of them were handsome and refined, with slender figures and unparalleled looks. Many women present showed a glint in their eyes upon seeing them.

And in the sky, Li Qingcang followed the indication and couldn't help but inwardly praise them.

However, after carefully scrutinizing one of them, a hint of apprehension appeared in Li Qingcang's eyes.

Bai Yuliang.

The Saint of Xuantian Holy Land.

“The four spirits divine fruit was actually obtained by him? That makes sense. Among the juniors under thirty in the Netherworld, this person is outstanding, with only a few who can contend with him.”

“If anyone were to obtain the four spirits divine fruit, this Bai Yuliang definitely has the greatest possibility.”

“This is troublesome!”

Li Qingcang secretly pondered, feeling a bit thorny.

Xuantian Holy Land is one of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds, high above in the Netherworld. Its status is unshakeable, having wielded power over the world for tens of thousands of years.

Even after the great change a thousand years ago, Xuantian Holy Land and other Holy Lands suffered significant losses in strength, but it is still a massive entity. It has a Ninth-Order Late Stage Great True Lord overseeing it, and more than a double-handful of Ninth-Order Early Stage and Ninth-Order Middle Stage Immortal Master powerhouses.

The Li family is simply nothing in front of such a colossal entity.

At this moment, Li Qingcang somewhat understood why no one had spoken earlier.

The promises he offered, and even the promises made by the people present, were simply no temptation for Bai Yuliang, who was backed by Xuantian Holy Land.

In his eyes, those things were not even worth mentioning.

He himself was a Personal Disciple of an Immortal Master, cultivated by Xuantian Holy Land as a future Holy Lord. For the direct daughter of the Li family to marry him would be to climb high!

Beside them, Gu Santong, Chi Deming, and even Chutian were all silent, feeling nothing but extreme difficulty.

Facing Bai Yuliang, who had a colossal entity like Xuantian Holy Land behind him, they truly didn't know what conditions they could offer to move him.

However, at this moment, Murong Wan's attention was different from others. Her gaze fell upon the youth beside Bai Yuliang.

His expression was calm and gentle, and he remained completely unperturbed even when facing the scrutiny of numerous Eighth-Order Peak powerhouses, like a gentle breeze. His appearance was even more like an exiled immortal descending to the world, and standing beside Bai Yuliang, the Saint of Xuantian Holy Land, he not only did not appear inferior but even surpassed him by several folds.

“He is truly a peerlessly handsome young man. I wonder which family's Disciple he is? He can even overshadow Bai Yuliang.”

Murong Wan looked at Wang Chen, her eyes sparkling repeatedly.

If she had been born twenty years later, she felt she would have fallen in love at first sight. Now, she could only suppress the stirring in her heart by relying on the mental fortitude accumulated through years of cultivation.

“So it's Bai Shengzi of Xuantian Holy Land…”

Gu Santong, flying beside Murong Wan, carefully chose his words and spoke:

“The four spirits divine fruit is of great use to me. I am a good friend of Elder Hua Yan, an Inner Elder of your Holy Land. I wonder if Bai Shengzi could part with it out of consideration for this relationship?”

“Of course, Bai Shengzi can name any demands, and I will do my best to fulfill them.”

Gu Santong's posture was very humble, showing no arrogance as an Eighth-Order Peak powerhouse and a Senior, almost placing himself on par with Bai Yuliang.

As his words fell, the crowd below couldn't help but tremble upon hearing them.

A young man, causing an Eighth-Order Peak powerhouse to treat him as an equal, and even bringing up connections to exchange…

To them, this was simply unbelievable!

However, if this person was the Saint of Xuantian Holy Land, then it was understandable.

As one of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds, the strongest and longest-standing Legacy in the Netherworld, its name alone was enough to prevent anyone from feeling any arrogance.

This was the prestige established over tens of thousands of years by the Eight Great Sacred Grounds, with the blood of countless challengers.

Not to mention an Eighth-Order Peak, even a Ninth-Order Immortal Master would not dare to arbitrarily reprimand any Saint of the Eight Great Sacred Grounds when facing them.

In the crowd, upon hearing Gu Santong's words, Bai Yuliang inwardly gave a wry smile.

He hadn't expected to be thought of as having obtained the four spirits divine fruit.

However, at this moment, he also had no fear. With his status, as long as the people present hadn't gone mad, it would be absolutely impossible for them to harm him in the slightest.

Moreover…

“If I claim this four spirits divine fruit, I can also save Senior Wang Chen some trouble, and slightly repay some of Senior Wang Chen's kindness.”

Bai Yuliang thought to himself, preparing to refuse Gu Santong and at the same time, use the banner of Xuantian Holy Land to make these people retreat on their own accord.

However…

Just as he was about to speak, the shifty-eyed man, who had been pulled in front of Li Qingcang, suddenly shouted.

“Seniors, the one who obtained the four spirits divine fruit is not Bai Shengzi.”

His voice was somewhat sharp, and his body could be seen trembling.

Upon realizing that the person he pointed to was actually standing with Bai Yuliang, the Saint of Xuantian Holy Land, an uncontrollable fear rose in his heart.

In his opinion, offending the Saint of Xuantian Holy Land meant he was in big trouble.

He had to resolve it quickly, otherwise, he might die without a complete corpse.

“It’s the person beside him! He’s the one who came out from deep within that valley, and I suspect he’s a spy for the Yao Race! I saw him chatting and laughing with several Great Demons in that Heaven and Earth Secret Realm.”

The shifty-eyed man suppressed his fear and pointed at Wang Chen, shouting loudly.

“What?!”

Upon hearing this, Li Qingcang and the others around them immediately trembled.

They naturally didn't believe the talk of a Yao Race spy. After all, after the great change a thousand years ago, the number of Yao Race members in the Netherworld was now pitifully small, making it impossible for them to gather much strength to affect the Human Race's rule.

But at this moment, they all knew that if the four spirits divine fruit was not obtained by the Saint of Xuantian Holy Land, then they had a chance.

After all, although the youth before them seemed to have an extraordinary demeanor, he did not match the other Saints and outstanding Disciples of other Holy Lands they knew.

“Little friend, may I ask which sect you hail from? Old man…”

Chi Deming was the first to react, looking at Wang Chen with fiery eyes, and began to inquire about his background.

However.

Chi Deming's words were cut short suddenly.

“In the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm, I already let you go once.”

Wang Chen looked up, his indifferent gaze falling upon the shifty-eyed man.

This person was precisely the audacious fellow he had sensed lingering outside and peeking after he finished his seclusion.

“Life is only once, why don’t you cherish it?”