79: Chapter 79 The Backlash of Imperial Might, Wang Teng Collapses!

Lin Yi simply couldn't be bothered with him.

His Primordial Immortal Pupil had been active the whole time, taking in every detail of the battlefield.

In his view, the actions of Wang Teng and the other two were no different from dancing on the edge of a knife.

Those Ancestral Imprints hadn't used their true power at all.

They seemed to be following a certain rule.

Only using power at the same Realm as the challenger for the 'test'.

But even so, Wang Teng and the other two were already stretched thin.

They were relying entirely on burning their Origin to hold on!

"Brother Lin Yi, should we..."

Chu Wanqing tugged on Lin Yi's sleeve, a little worried.

"No need."

Lin Yi shook his head and said indifferently:

"Let the clown enjoy his final performance."

Xu Chen also nodded in agreement beside him: "Exactly! Exactly!"

"After he's done performing, Brother, you can step out and slap him to death!"

"That's what you call killing the person and punishing the heart!"

Just as the few of them were chatting and laughing, the situation on the field changed again.

"Break for me!"

Wang Teng seized a fleeting opportunity, burned 30% of his essence blood, and unleashed his strongest attack!

Boom!

The Primordial Imprint in front of him was knocked back half a step by this punch, its figure becoming somewhat illusory.

A gap appeared!

"Now!"

Wang Teng's eyes burst with an unprecedented fanatic glow.

He didn't even look at Xuan Ye and Chu Ningshuang behind him.

He transformed into a streak of blood-light and instantly passed through that gap!

He succeeded!

He broke through the blockade of the Ancestral Imprints and was the first to reach the base of the high platform!

"Hahahahaha!"

Wang Teng laughed wildly up at the sky, his laughter filled with smugness and release.

"I succeeded! I am the one destined by fate!"

"great emperors essence blood! world-suppressing imperial zither! They're all mine!"

He looked at the two supreme treasures on the high platform, now within reach.

His breathing was rapid, and his eyes held nothing but endless greed.

He stretched out his trembling hands, one grasping towards the golden great emperors essence blood.

The other hand reached for the ancient world-suppressing imperial zither.

He actually wanted to take both Legacies into his possession simultaneously!

"He's crazy! He actually wants to claim two Imperial Dao supreme treasures at once!"

All the Prodigies in the hall exclaimed in shock at this scene.

Even the usually calm Lin Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.

Greed, indeed, was the original sin.

Just as Wang Teng's hands were about to touch the two supreme treasures.

On the high platform, one of the Immortal Ancient Imprints, which had been sitting with closed eyes, slowly opened its eyes.

A voice devoid of any emotion, as if from the Nine Heavens above, echoed throughout the entire hall.

"Seeking death!"

The gazes of those Immortal Ancient Imprints coldly swept over Wang Teng.

There was no anger, no mockery, only a transcendent judgment.

As if looking at an overconfident ant.

Wang Teng's fingertips were less than three inches from the great emperors essence blood.

And only an arm's length from the world-suppressing imperial zither.

He clearly felt the surging Imperial Dao Law contained within that golden blood, wildly churning.

It was a mesmerizing power.

As if in the next moment, this power would belong to him!

"They're all mine!"

Wang Teng's reason was completely drowned by greed, and he roared as he suddenly stretched out his hands.

However.

At this very moment.

A sudden change occurred!

Buzz—

The seven strings of the world-suppressing imperial zither vibrated simultaneously, emitting an extremely sharp sound wave.

This sound wave was not sound, but a pure will of slaughter!

It directly pierced through Wang Teng's protective Imperial Shadow and fiercely slammed into the depths of his Divine Soul.

At the same time, that drop of great emperors essence blood also erupted with dazzling golden light.

The golden light condensed into a visible sharp sword, slashing towards Wang Teng's chest!

Two forces, one after another, yet almost simultaneously struck Wang Teng.

"Pfft—"

Wang Teng spat out a mouthful of fresh red blood mist.

The blurry Imperial Shadow that had just condensed behind him was like porcelain struck by a heavy hammer.

A huge crack burst open from the center, and fragments scattered everywhere.

Immediately after, the entire Imperial Shadow collapsed with a crash!

Wang Teng's protective divine light shattered inch by inch at this moment, as fragile as paper.

He flew backward, crashing into a divine gold pillar in the hall as thick as a small mountain.

An humanoid indentation was left on the pillar.

"Crack! Crack!"

Crisp bone-cracking sounds rang out one after another.

His arms were twisted at a strange angle, and countless ribs were broken.

Blood continuously gushed from his mouth, nostrils, and even his ears.

His entire Meridians were severed, and his Aura was extremely weak.

Wang Teng slumped at the foot of the pillar, like a dead dog with its spine removed.

The hall was silent.

All the Prodigies were too shocked by this sudden change to speak.

The Wang Family Imperial Son, who had just been full of imposing Aura and laughing wildly at the sky.

Was sent flying by the combined attack of the Imperial Armament and Imperial Blood!

Not only did the two Legacies not accept him, but they gave him the fiercest blow instead.

"Imperial Armament... the Imperial Armament rejected him?"

Someone murmured, his voice full of disbelief.

"More than rejected, it was a backlash! That was an Imperial Might Backlash!"

"Even an Emperor-Bearing Dao Body can't be recognized, what conditions does this Legacy require?"

Outside, at the entrance of the Imperial Fall Valley.

The Wang Family Quasi-Emperor Elder's face could no longer be described as ashen.

His entire face was contorted, and veins throbbed on his forehead.

"Useless!"

He finally couldn't hold back, squeezing out two words through gritted teeth.

The Wang Family attendants beside him all shrank their necks, wishing they could burrow into the ground.

Meanwhile, Wang Hong on the other side had put down his wine pot.

He was no longer laughing.

Not because it wasn't funny, but because his stomach hurt from laughing so much, he needed to rest.

"What a shame, almost spat out a good pot of wine."

He wiped the corners of his mouth, his gaze towards the depths of the Secret Realm full of anticipation.

The show had just begun, and Saint Lin Yi hadn't even made a move yet.

Inside the hall.

Xuan Ye and Chu Ningshuang both stopped their movements, standing still.

Xuan Ye's mouth twitched a few times, unable to utter a word.

He had only one thought in his mind.

Good thing it wasn't him who rushed forward!

Chu Ningshuang even secretly retreated half a step, her eyes under the cloak flickering.

She was re-evaluating the situation.

Wang Teng, this 'chess piece', didn't seem as useful as she had imagined.

And at the base of the high platform.

Wang Teng's eyes began to lose focus.

He lay there, his lips constantly moving, emitting a faint, mosquito-like sound.

"Why..."

"I am the inheritor!"

"The Emperor-Bearing Dao Body is destined to inherit the Great Emperor's Legacy! My father said I have the potential of a Great Emperor... this cannot be wrong!"

"My father said, I have the potential of a Great Emperor... this cannot be wrong!"

"Why... why didn't it choose me!"

By the end of his muttering, Wang Teng's tone was no longer angry, no longer roaring.

Only a childlike bewilderment and grievance remained.

As if everything he had believed in his entire life had lost its Foundation at this moment.

He wasn't talking to anyone.

He was just unconsciously repeating the lies that sustained his pride.

But with each repetition, those words seemed even more ridiculous.