331: The shocked elders of the Holy Land, and the Dao Yi Holy Land fraught with hidden dangers.

The Cultivators from the Cultivation Families in the stands took several breaths before they finally regained their senses.

"This Taixuan Holy Son is actually that strong?"

"What Realm is he exactly at?"

"The Sword Intent contained in that Sword Qi is at least top grade or even higher!"

"He is already close to comprehending the Sword Dao Law!"

"Wait, this Taixuan Holy Son looks a bit familiar?"

"Isn't he Su Yun, the Disciple of True Person Liuguang?"

"Wasn't he just at the Soul Transformation stage last time? Now he's already become the Taixuan Holy Son?"

"True Person Liuguang's Disciple? Then it's not surprising!"

...The expressions of the other Saints became solemn.

Especially the Dao Yi Holy Son, Zhao Wuyuan; a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Why do I feel like even I wouldn't be able to withstand that Sword Qi released by the Taixuan Holy Son?"

"Impossible!"

Meanwhile, Liu Ruoxi's beautiful eyes were fixed straight on Su Yun's figure, thinking to herself:

"The power of this Sword Qi has already reached the Nascent Soul Tenth Layer Realm or even higher!"

"Has Su Yun's Realm already reached the Nascent Soul Tenth Layer Realm?"

"How exactly does he Cultivate to improve so quickly?"

"Could it be related to him possessing multiple Physiques?"

At this moment, dozens of Dao Yi Deacons flashed onto the Arena to carry the Tiandan Saint away for treatment.

The Dao Yi Deacon on the Arena directly announced:

"In this match, the Taixuan Holy Son wins!"

Su Yun flashed away from the Arena and returned to the stands.

However, his gaze drifted toward some Cultivation Family Cultivators in a stand several miles away.

Yesterday, when he was looking for the protagonist in the crowd, because there were so many people, he only checked the Luck Rank in the surrounding Cultivators' life scripts and didn't look at other information.

Just now, when he carefully examined the life scripts of the surrounding Cultivation Family Cultivators, he noticed something wrong.

In the surrounding stands, he discovered nearly a hundred Demon Sect Cultivators.

The majority of them were Heavenly Demon Sect Disciples.

These Demon Sect Cultivators had used some unknown Cultivation Technique; there wasn't a trace of demonic Qi on them. If he couldn't check life scripts, he likely wouldn't have discovered that these demonic Cultivators had entered the Dao Yi Holy Land.

The turning points in the lives of these demonic Cultivators and the surrounding Cultivators showed that the Demon Sect would attack the Dao Yi Holy Land soon.

However, there was no specific time.

"Su Yun, what's wrong?"

Seeing Su Yun's expression change slightly, Chu Ningyue reached out her jade-like hand to hold his, asking softly.

Su Yun shook his head and said quietly:

"It's nothing, Ningyue."

He planned to tell Elder Liu, who had come with the group, first. After all, the Demon Sect attacking the Dao Yi Holy Land was no small matter.

Right now, the Taixuan Elder who came with the group, including Elder Liu, were all watching the matches from the stand in the very center of the floating island.

He also checked the life scripts of the Holy Land Elders on that stand; no demonic Cultivators had infiltrated them, so telling Elder Liu wouldn't lead to a leak.

Thinking of this, Su Yun's powerful Divine Sense poured into his saint son token, directly sending a message to Elder Liu... At this time, on the stand in the center of the island.

Dozens of Elders from the Ten Great Holy Lands were smiling as they discussed their respective Holy Land Disciples.

"Elder Liu, what Realm is your Taixuan Holy Son exactly at?"

"He seems to have some kind of Spiritual Artifact on him that blocks our detection!"

"Could he be at the Nascent Soul Tenth Layer Realm?"

Liu Chengfeng smiled without saying a word.

But inside, he was extremely excited.

It was finally time for their Taixuan Elder to hold their heads high.

The other Holy Land Elders widened their eyes.

Looking at Liu Chengfeng's expression, he was definitely beyond the Nascent Soul Tenth Layer Realm. Could it be the Dao Integration Realm?

"But how is that possible?"

They had investigated this Taixuan Holy Son; he was not even twenty years old.

Even in ancient times, there were no Dao Integration Realm Cultivators that young!

Just then, Liu Chengfeng received the message. After reading it, his expression suddenly changed.

"Brother Liu, what's wrong?"

"Your Taixuan Holy Son is so strong, you should be happy!"

The Tianyang Holy Land Elder, Chen Huaian, looked at Liu Chengfeng with some confusion.

Liu Chengfeng didn't answer directly; instead, he began to send a voice transmission to Elder Zhou of the Dao Yi Holy Land.

There were five Dao Yi Holy Land Elders on the stand, the highest-ranking of whom was Elder Zhou at the fifth layer of the tribulation crossing realm.

Elder Zhou didn't believe it at first after hearing Liu Chengfeng's message, but a moment later, his expression gradually became solemn.

Subsequently, he secretly sent out several messages.

Seeing that the Dao Yi Elders seemed prepared, Liu Chengfeng felt relieved. He looked at Chen Huaian and laughed loudly:

"Brother Chen, our Taixuan Holy Son is so strong, of course I am very happy!"

"Sigh, I don't know how your Taixuan Holy Land managed to nurture such a formidable Saint."

Chen Huaian said somewhat helplessly.

Immediately after, the Elders of the other Holy Lands also looked at Liu Chengfeng with envy... On another floating island.

Inside the pavilion where the Li Family was staying.

An ordinary-looking young man opened his eyes.

"Soul Emergence Sixth Layer Realm!"

Ye Jingchen smiled confidently, feeling the powerful Qi in his body with some excitement.

As soon as he arrived at the Dao Yi Holy Land, he felt like he was about to break through, so he Cultivated all night.

"What time is it now?"

"Has the grand competition started?"

Ye Jingchen flashed out of the room.

Outside the room, several Li Family members had been waiting for a long time.

At first, they didn't understand why their Old Ancestor was so respectful to a young kid.

But upon seeing the powerful aura on Ye Jingchen, they gradually began to understand.

"Young Lord, the grand competition has already begun!"

"If the Young Lord wishes to go see it, please follow me."

A Li Family member at the Fifth Layer of Integration Realm said respectfully.

Ye Jingchen nodded, and then he followed the Li Family members toward the floating island where the competition was being held... Soon, Ye Jingchen arrived at the competition island.

After searching for a bit, he finally saw a figure he had been thinking about day and night on the Soul Transformation Realm competition Arena.

Although he hadn't seen her for many years and didn't know what Mu Wanning looked like now,

he had inquired about Mu Wanning's situation from the Lingfa Sect.

So he quickly found Mu Wanning.

"Violet Thunder Void-Breaking Sacred Body, is she Wan Ning?"

Ye Jingchen's eyes lit up as he looked at Mu Wanning competing on the distant Arena.

She truly lived up to the little girl who had left such a lasting impression on him back then.

Fifteen years had passed, and she had become a beautiful Fairy and possessed such a powerful Physique.

She was perfectly suited to be his Dao Companion.

Thinking of this, Ye Jingchen thought to himself:

"Wan Ning, now is not the time for us to meet. After the grand competition ends, once I have challenged and defeated the Holy Son who takes first place and displayed my overwhelming strength, that will be the moment we reunite!"

Then, he glanced at the Saints and Saintesses of the Ten Great Holy Lands from afar.

"That Yaochi Holy Maiden is quite beautiful; I can get to know her when I have time!"

"As for the strength of the other Holy Land Saints, it's only average to me."

"As expected, Revered Master was right. With my strength, no one in the younger generation of the Haomiao Realm is my match!"

Ye Jingchen smiled confidently, turned back, and continued watching Mu Wanning's match on the Arena.

As for which Saint or Saintess would take first place, he didn't care.

Regardless, none of them were his match.