110: Chapter 110 Arrangement

With that swallow, the boiling hot blood from just a moment ago instantly solidified, replaced by a sense of emptiness bordering on despair.

He felt that the worldview he had built over the years was like glass shattered by a heavy hammer, crumbling into pieces before his eyes.

Although he was not as flamboyant and dazzling as Xiang Tian, the arrogance and frivolity of a youth were carved into his bones just the same.

On the long road of martial cultivation, he had hacked through thorns and thistles, and few among his peers could contend with him.

Until this moment, when he encountered a defeat that left him unable to see any hope.

The unfathomable gap in strength between him and Chen Moxuan made him feel, for the first time, a despair of being unable to turn the tide.

He tremblingly pushed the blade, which had been unsheathed by a third, back into its scabbard, his long sigh filled with bitterness and unwillingness:

"I lost."

Chen Moxuan lowered his eyes indifferently, waved his hand lightly, and the cold, sharp blade instantly condensed back into the black god bracelet, quietly wrapping around his wrist.

"Nothing else, right?"

Hearing Chen Moxuan's inquiry, Zhong Haoran shook his head slowly.

But the next moment, as if remembering something, he hurriedly asked:

"Brother Chen, where exactly is the Henghuo Martial Arts School located in the Great Xia Kingdom?"

Chen Moxuan did not even turn his head; his whole body turned into a streak of light and flew away instantly.

He only threw back one sentence:

"Dongchang City, Jiangnan Province."

Zhong Haoran watched Chen Moxuan turn into a stream of light and disappear at the end of the clouds, his eyes calm.

When Chen Moxuan appeared and used Spiritual Sense pressure to stun the beast tide, he had already been mentally prepared for this.

Although it was extremely rare for a Martial Artist to awaken a powerful Heart-Phase Dao Seed and achieve flight via escaping light while in the Tiangang Realm, it was not without precedent.

"This world is even broader than I imagined..."

Zhong Haoran's eyes flashed slightly; the shock brought by his defeat instead set off stormy waves in his heart.

This crushing defeat was like a heavy hammer, shattering his inherent cognition and causing his state of mind to change slightly.

Vaguely, he felt that he had already touched the opportunity to condense a Heart-Phase Dao Seed.

He intended to set off for the Spirit Gathering Pool after this.

As his figure landed lightly on the snow, Zhong Haoran caught sight of the long halberd Xiang Tian had left behind.

The long halberd was deeply embedded in the snow, the blade gleaming with a cold light.

"After I get out, I can still use this to tease Xiang Tian a bit."

He pulled the long halberd out with effort and carried it on his shoulder, the metal scraping against the ground with a harsh sound.

"It's really heavy; it truly is the kind of weapon that brute would like to use."

Because this level of weapon had been bound to its owner's Qi, he had no way to directly store it into the storage space of the taichu golden mirror.

He carried the long halberd and was about to leave this place to head toward the Spirit Gathering Pool at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, he thought of Chen Moxuan's words upon leaving again.

"Jiangnan Province... Dongchang City?"

Zhong Haoran frowned slightly and muttered.

"Jiangnan Province, if I remember correctly, is one of the eight major provinces; isn't its provincial capital Yun City?"

"How could there be a martial arts university in a non-provincial city of a province?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly,

"Could it be that the Henghuo Martial Arts School is actually a martial arts high school? Hahahaha."

If Chen Moxuan was still just a martial arts high school student, then all the younger generation of Martial Artists would live in his shadow from now on, never able to contend with him again.

Zhong Haoran was amused by his own bold thought, shook his head slowly, and set off to leave this land of ice and snow.

In the void space deep within the Secret Realm, the floating Spiritual Sense projections were like hazy stars, so quiet that even the void airflow seemed to have solidified.

Many Spiritual Senses looked at each other, their eyes filled with indescribable complexity, but no one broke this strange silence.

Only one elder with the surname Xiang had a complexion as gray as frost.

He had previously seen Xiang Tian on the verge of madness and feared there was a risk of his Dao Heart shattering.

In his desperation, he had violated the rules by using Spiritual Sense to tell Xiang Tian where Chen Moxuan was.

As one of the managers of the Secret Realm, he naturally knew that whether the trial in the Land of Inheritance failed or succeeded, the entrance and exit were the same.

In his view, the inheritance trial that so many had failed before, this Chen Moxuan would also likely not succeed.

When the time came, facing a Chen Moxuan with a shattered Dao Heart, he believed Xiang Tian could easily eliminate the other party and stabilize his own Dao Heart.

Moreover, the other party was suspected of having traces of an alien race.

That kind of extremely abnormal weapon being an Innate Spirit Tool—yeah right!

It was even possible that Chen Moxuan would be directly killed by the inheritance projection left behind by that person who extremely detested alien races.

But unexpectedly, not only did Chen Moxuan come out unscathed, he even broke through to the Tiangang Realm in an instant.

Not only that, he had also learned his Xiang Family's secret technique during the battle with Xiang Tian!

Through this, he clearly knew that Chen Moxuan had definitely succeeded in receiving that supreme one's Legacy!

And this also meant that the possibility of Chen Moxuan being an alien mole had been completely cleared.

Old Man Xiang's Spiritual Sense projection trembled violently in the void space, his eyes filled with bone-eroding resentment.

The Clan Chief candidate he had painstakingly supported for many years had actually suffered a crushing defeat in full view of everyone.

Thinking that the resources and effort poured in over these years would all go down the drain, Old Man Xiang felt a nameless fire.

But he dared not say anything anymore.

He was afraid that if he targeted Chen Moxuan again, he might be labeled by others as 'suppressing a Human Race Genius'.

"Forget it, I can only defect to another faction." Old Man Xiang thought to himself.

Unlike the narrow-minded Old Man Xiang, the other Spiritual Sense projections were all shocked by Chen Moxuan's heaven-defying potential.

The shock in their eyes slowly faded, replaced by a thick sense of joy.

"To think he actually obtained that supreme one's Legacy..."

"The rise of the Human Race is promising... promising indeed!"

Just as everyone's emotions reached a peak, the round-faced elder spoke up:

"Everyone, hold your joy for a moment."

He paused, then thought seriously:

"This student's combat power is so strong that, let alone his peers, even the prodigies a grade above him are no match for him at all."

"How should he be arranged in the upcoming Project Starfall?"

"With such potential, it would be a great pity if things were still done in the conventional way."