406: The Ancestor Returns

As soon as Ji Yanqiu finished speaking, the crowd, who had long been unable to restrain themselves, erupted in an even more enthusiastic response.

"Fair! Let's do it like that!"

"Who's coming first for the first group? Count me in!"

Before the words had even faded, ten figures with tyrannical auras and the most impatient temperaments immediately leaped out from the crowd, having long been itching for a fight!

Among them were even two Peak Masters whose cultivation had reached the Late Stage of the Saint Realm.

Li Mo trembled violently. Looking at this lineup, and then at the dozens of pairs of excited, expectant eyes on the periphery, as if waiting for the next good show, his heart sank completely into a bottomless abyss.

Mu Sen slowly stood up, his face as gloomy as water. As his gaze swept over the ten people surrounding him, the arrogance and ferocity of the Saint King Realm in his heart were ignited once again.

The Medicinal Pill he had just consumed had astonishing efficacy; his saintly power was surging, his injuries were seven or eight parts healed, and most of his combat power had been restored.

His confidence grew even stronger.

"Previously, you relied on your numbers to severely injure me, but now you are actually so arrogant as to only have a mere ten Saints attack."

"With my Middle Stage Saint King Realm cultivation and comprehension of the Law, crushing you will be effortless!"

"This Azure Profound Sect really thinks my Saint King Realm cultivation is made of paper? What a joke!"

He knew clearly in his heart that begging for mercy was useless; only by fighting might he have a chance at survival!

"Boom!!!"

The Zhenyue Peak Master, who struck first, landed a plain, unadorned straight punch that tore through the air and slammed in front of him!

The Protective Aura condensed on the fist was dense, heavy, and pure, actually making him feel a trace of a threat!

Mu Sen's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his palm to meet it.

Bang!!!

Fist and palm collided, and a wave of Qi exploded! Mu Sen's figure swayed, but he had failed to shake his opponent!

That Peak Master only took three steps back before steadying his figure, his Battle Intent burning like fire in his eyes as he pounced again!

At the same time, from the left and right, two incomparably sharp Sword Qi strikes sealed off his space for evasion, palm shadows pressed down from above like mountains, and leg winds swept in from below like knives!

The ten people attacked—fast, accurate, and ruthless!

For a time, figures flew about in the arena, and explosions rang out incessantly.

Protective Aura, Sword Qi, palm shadows, leg winds, and the light of runes intertwined and collided, fighting to a deadlock.

The more Mu Sen fought, the more shocked he became!

He had originally thought that by relying on the suppression of his Realm, he could quickly turn the situation around.

But these ten people, whose cultivation was at most the Late Stage of the Saint Realm, and the lowest only the Early Stage, had extremely tacit coordination with each other.

Moreover, everyone's Foundation was terrifyingly solid, their saintly power was refined, and their combat experience was extremely rich; they could often predict his intentions and resolve his attacks with minimal cost.

He tried several times to use thunderous methods to severely injure one or two people first to break the encirclement, but it was always resolved or shared by the others in time.

"How is this possible?! These people are only at the Saint Realm, how can they have such combat power? What kind of hellish place is this Azure Profound Sect?!"

The battle circle on the other side was much simpler and more brutal.

The few Elders surrounding Li Mo had slightly inferior cultivation, but their fists and kicks were like a storm, specifically aiming for painful spots, causing Li Mo to scream repeatedly.

His protective saintly power was like paper; he quickly became bruised and swollen, his aura decaying.

Compared to Mu Sen's side, this was more like a pure, venting-style beating.

"Haha! So satisfying!"

"This punching bag is durable!"

"It's my turn, it's my turn!!"

Outside the arena, the people who hadn't been able to participate watched with dancing eyebrows, shouting and cheering, the atmosphere extremely lively.

Time passed quickly in this high-intensity sparring.

"Alright, alright, first group, take a break, it's time for us to go up."

Someone, seeing that Mu Sen had already been beaten into a steady retreat, couldn't help but say.

The ten people who were fiercely fighting Mu Sen heard this, and although the Battle Intent in their eyes had not faded, they still retreated as instructed and left the battle circle.

Each of them was panting slightly, many with injuries on their bodies, but their spirits were extremely excited, and their eyes shone with the light of harvest and realization.

Engaging in such a hearty fight with a Saint King Realm expert was of great benefit to them.

Mu Sen finally managed to stop, his chest heaving violently, his face even gloomier than before.

Although he hadn't suffered very serious injuries, his saintly power had been consumed significantly, and he felt a wave of mental exhaustion.

More importantly, that sense of superiority belonging to a Saint King in his heart had been severely shaken by that battle just now.

He hadn't even been able to take down ten Saints! In the end, he could only struggle to support himself with his Saint King Realm cultivation!

Before he could recover and digest this shock and frustration.

"Fellow Daoist, you've worked hard."

Li Muran's gentle voice sounded again. He flicked his finger, and a jade-green Medicinal Pill streaked through the air like a beam of light, accurately landing in Mu Sen's slightly open mouth as he gasped for breath.

The Medicinal Pill turned into a cool, pure medicinal force, rapidly replenishing the saintly power he had consumed.

"Fellow Daoist, quickly circulate your energy to dissolve it; you must recover as soon as possible. Don't let everyone wait anxiously."

Mu Sen's body stiffened. Feeling the rapidly recovering power within his body, he felt not the slightest joy, but only a more piercing chill.

The better the effect of this Medicinal Pill, the longer this sparring would last, and the more rounds there would be!

They not only wanted to beat him, but also thoughtfully ensured that he could keep fighting in his best state!

Where is this a Medicinal Pill?

This was clearly a shackle that locked him up and prevented him from escaping this endless Hell!

"Second group, go up!"

As if to confirm his fear, Ji Yanqiu's voice, which sounded like a death warrant, rang out again with a smile!

Another ten figures who had long been unable to wait, rubbing their fists and wiping their palms, immediately pounced forward with excited howls!

Mu Sen looked at those faces, full of Battle Intent, as if they regarded him as a peerless treasure, and his heart sank slowly, as if gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.

Confidence? There was very little left at this moment.

What remained was only deep fear of the endless Reincarnation of this wheel battle.

On Zizhu Peak, Gu Changge and Xuan Yangzi felt the undulating energy fluctuations from the back mountain, as well as the lively scene of the battle being fought in turns inside.

Xuan Yangzi watched with dancing eyebrows, rubbing his hands, and couldn't help but turn to Gu Changge and say:

"Changge, I have to say, this method of yours is really effective! Look at this bunch of old guys; they usually howl from being pent up in the Secret Realm, but now they've finally found a place to let loose!"

"It seems that in the future, if there are any blind guests, we can invite them to stay in the Sect for a few days and serve as sparring partners for the Disciples."

Just as the Peak Masters and Elders of the Azure Profound Sect were immersed in this hearty wheel battle, and the cheers and explosions in the space of the back mountain were endless.

Three figures, covered in dust and with auras so restrained they were almost hidden, had quietly passed through the Sect-protecting formation and landed silently inside the mountain gate of the Azure Profound Sect.

They were none other than the Second Ancestor, the Third Old Ancestor, and the Fourth Ancestor.

They had wandered outside for several days, repeatedly confirming that no one was following them, and they hadn't discovered any traps or tracking marks regarding the item they had picked up that was suspected to be an Emperor Weapon.

Only then did the three of them truly heave a sigh of relief and return to the Sect.