809: Chapter 798 The Four Major Forces!!

Senior Disciple Wen Ya did not look at the group of Martial Artists but instead brought Qin Yan directly to Yun Yazi.

His steps were composed and his expression calm, as if the strike just now had been merely a trivial effort.

His gaze fell upon Yun Yazi, and he cupped his hands slightly, his attitude neither humble nor overbearing.

"Elder Yun, my name is Senior Disciple Wen Ya, a True Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land. This is my Junior Brother, Qin Yan, an Inner Court Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land."

Senior Disciple Wen Ya's voice was clear and calm, carrying a hint of solemnity and a touch of politeness.

He did not flaunt his status nor adopt a condescending posture; he simply introduced himself and Qin Yan, then waited for Yun Yazi's response.

Upon hearing Senior Disciple Wen Ya's words, Yun Yazi's eyes flickered slightly as he pondered inwardly.

So this Qin Yan was truly a Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land—however, could an Inner Court Disciple come to the Temple of Time?

He was aware of the rules of the Taixuan Holy Land.

Those who could obtain a quota for the Temple of Time were at least at the level of a True Disciple.

"It seems this Qin Yan must be the descendant of some big shot in the Holy Land," Yun Yazi speculated instantly in his heart, though his expression remained unchanged as he maintained a polite smile.

"Many thanks to you both for coming to assist; I, Yun Yazi, am deeply grateful!"

His voice was sincere, and his tone earnest.

Regardless of how Qin Yan had come, and regardless of his background, as long as he was willing to come and assist, it was a gesture of friendship that he would keep in his heart.

Senior Disciple Wen Ya nodded faintly, then immediately brought Qin Yan to a corner of the plaza and waited silently.

After the two had walked away, Yun Yazi watched their retreating figures, and a glimmer of hope gradually ignited in his heart.

With a powerhouse like Senior Disciple Wen Ya helping, the hope of defending Yuntai Academy greatly increased.

Although Qin Yan's strength was relatively weak, at least Senior Disciple Wen Ya's strength was sufficiently strong.

A True Disciple with Mental Energy above 590 Hz was a top-tier existence even among those at the Grandmaster Peak.

With him present, he could at least block one of the opponent's super Prodigy-level figures.

According to the summary of many years of rules, the powers that had been attacking their Yuntai Academy over the years were mainly the Heavenly Sword Sect, Falling Glow Valley, Profound Spirit Hall, and Wind and Thunder Pavilion.

These four great powers all had two True Emperor powerhouses stationed within them, and their strength and foundation were quite powerful.

They had coveted Yuntai Academy for a long time, and each session of the offensive and defensive battle, they would send elite Disciples to attack.

Besides these four great powers, there were also some smaller powers, as well as some Loose Cultivators recruited by the four great powers, who together formed the attacking force.

However, the Temple of Time had a rule—the total number of people in the attacking force could not exceed two hundred!

This regulation was to prevent the attacking side from relying on their superior numbers to crush the defending side.

Two hundred people was the upper limit for the attacking side, while the defending side had no limit on the number of people.

At this moment, the number of people gathered in their Yuntai Academy had already reached nearly four hundred!

This was the advantage of their defenders. Although there were mostly Loose Cultivators whose strength was not very powerful, they had the advantage of numbers.

Four hundred against two hundred; they held an absolute advantage in numbers.

Qin Yan stood in the ranks and continued to pick up his long spear to Cultivate.

The disturbances of the outside world had nothing to do with him, and he did not take the upcoming battle to heart.

Senior Disciple Wen Ya looked at Qin Yan, and in his heart, he also felt immense admiration for this Junior Brother.

Not only was his talent powerful, but he was also so diligent!

He had already witnessed Qin Yan's talent—a triple-cultivation Prodigy, Supreme-grade Spear Intent, and terrifying cultivation speed of Mental Energy.

He had also seen Qin Yan's diligence—practicing from morning till night, from night till morning, tirelessly, without rest.

With such talent and such perseverance, it was not impossible for Qin Yan to become the Saint of their generation in the future!

The reason he was willing to take the initiative to befriend Qin Yan was because he valued this Junior Brother's potential.

Investing a little goodwill in advance was always good for his own future.

Providing help in times of need was far more memorable than adding flowers to a brocade.

When Qin Yan became a Saint and a True Emperor in the future, this friendship would be his greatest wealth.

Subsequently, Senior Disciple Wen Ya silently adjusted his own Aura.

The battle would begin in the afternoon, and he needed to maintain a good state.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his breathing became long and steady as his Mental Energy slowly settled in his Sea of Consciousness.

He needed to adjust his state to the best to cope with the upcoming great battle.

As the time drew closer to the afternoon, Yun Yazi in the air sighed helplessly.

Because up until now, there were not many Prodigies from super powers who had come to this place.

Although a few Disciples from great powers had come, they were all just ordinary Prodigies; there were no Prodigies at the level of a Saint or Saintess.

So far, the most powerful one was undoubtedly Senior Disciple Wen Ya from the Taixuan Holy Land!

The helpers from other great powers were all around the Middle Stage or Late Stage of the Grandmaster Realm.

With such a lineup, wanting to defend Yuntai Academy was still very difficult.

"Boom!" "Thud!"

Outside Yuntai Academy, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled; dark clouds rolled in the sky, and purple lightning burst within the clouds, emitting a deafening roar.

It was accompanied by strange footsteps—the footsteps were heavy and orderly, like the beating of war drums, like an army marching.

Immediately after, one figure after another appeared around Yuntai Academy.

Their figures emerged from the darkness, walked out from the lightning, and descended from the Void Realm.

Their attire was different, and their Auras were different—some were Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, holding long swords with Sword Intent soaring to the sky;

Some were Disciples of Falling Glow Valley, draped in glowing light with ethereal Auras;

Some were Disciples of Profound Spirit Hall, with spiritual light shining around their bodies and extraordinary Auras;

Some were Disciples of Wind and Thunder Pavilion, surrounded by wind and thunder, their pressure compelling.

Each of them exuded a powerful Aura.

Judging by sight, the strength of these Martial Artists was mostly at the Middle Stage or Late Stage of the Grandmaster Realm!

There were also a full ten Martial Artists at the Grandmaster Peak!

Ten Grandmaster Peak experts were already top-tier existences within the Grandmaster Realm, only one step away from being a Great Grandmaster.

Their Auras intertwined to form a terrifying pressure, shrouding Yuntai Academy.

And behind the crowd of Martial Artists, there were four even more formidable Auras hidden.

Those four Auras were like sleeping Dragons, like crouching tigers; although they had not yet erupted, they already made people feel deeply wary.

Those were the trump cards of the four great powers, their hidden powerhouse assets.

Their strength far exceeded those Martial Artists at the Grandmaster Peak;

Their foundations were unfathomable.

Yun Yazi's gaze fell in the direction of those four Auras, and his expression became solemn.

Immediately, his gaze looked toward the crowd of powerhouses inside Yuntai Academy.

"The offensive battle has begun; I ask everyone to take action!"

Yun Yazi's voice echoed in the Void Realm like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of everyone.

As his voice fell, the crowd of Martial Artists inside Yuntai Academy flew into the high air one after another to confront the incoming Martial Artists across the air.

Their gazes were tightly locked onto the enemies opposite them.