631: Chapter 631 Slapping the Heavenly Palace in the Face

In the distance, Xuanyuan Mu, Lu Xihe, Sword Nameless, Huangfu Zhanming, and over a dozen others stood on the remains of a mountain peak, gazing from afar at the devastated battlefield. No one spoke.

They had originally come to ambush Yan Wendao after discovering his tracks.

But now, standing here, watching the figure in the center of the ruins and the two clouds of blood mist that had yet to dissipate, they could not utter a single word.

Lu Xihe glanced at Patriarch, who shook his head. The meaning was clear: do not go, do not provoke.

Sword Nameless stood with his arms crossed over his sword, his gaze fixed on Qin Han. After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke: "He is definitely not of the Human Race."

No one responded.

But everyone understood what he meant: some Divine Beasts are born with certain innate talents, much like the special Physiques of the Human Race.

The Mahayana Divine Beast of the Heavenly Palace was exactly like that, born with the ability to command the Power of the Great Dao.

One must realize that Human Race Cultivators can only begin to comprehend and mobilize the Power of the Great Dao once they step into the Mahayana stage.

This is why it is said: below the Mahayana stage, all are mere ants.

Xuanyuan Mu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled one word: "Retreat."

A single word, crisp and decisive.

Huangfu Zhanming glanced at the Clumsy one in the distance who was still licking his tongue. He swallowed hard and turned to leave.

The others exchanged glances, simultaneously transformed into streaks of light, and vanished into the distance without looking back.

No one felt ashamed.

Facing such a monster, fleeing was not cowardice; it was wise.

Qin Han stood in the center of the ruins, looking around. He licked his tongue and muttered: "They all ran away? Not playing with me anymore?"

The wind blew across the ruins, silent and soundless.

Meanwhile,

outside the arena.

Countless watching Cultivators had progressed from initial gasps, screams, and sharp intakes of breath to their current state of silence, numbness, and blank expressions.

It was not that they were no longer shocked; it was that they had been shocked so many times they no longer knew what expression to wear.

Over the past six months—

The female Cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage was absurdly strong; no one could last more than three moves against her.

Was she even a Nascent Soul Cultivator?

She was not; she was a monster.

They could not imagine that a person could be strong to such an extent.

And there was the young boy in the Deity Transformation Stage. He chased the Heavenly Palace's Soul Transformation Cultivators all over the map by himself, slaughtering them until the Heavenly Palace's Soul Transformation line was in tatters.

And the Clumsy man in the Void Refinement Stage—Laws and Spirit Treasures hitting him were no different from a tickle. This was simply not on the same level.

Three scenes, three people, three major competitions, and three invincible figures.

The watching Cultivators kept their heads tilted back, refusing to lower them even when their necks grew sore.

"I've been watching for half a year, and I still feel like this isn't real." A middle-aged Cultivator muttered to himself, his voice filled with an indescribable bitterness.

"How could they be this strong? I've lived for eight hundred years and have never heard of such a thing." An old man shook his head.

"There are many things you haven't heard of." The person next to him replied, their tone full of self-mockery. "I originally thought I was someone of significance within my own realm. Having watched these past six months… Heh, I'm nothing."

"If these three do not fall prematurely, in a thousand years, there will be no Mahayana who dares to rival them in the Immortal Domain."

No one refuted him.

No one responded.

Everyone's gaze remained nailed to the three bronze ancient mirrors.

At the edge of the crowd, Venerable Cang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed tightly.

He stared at the screen for the Deity Transformation Stage, watching Yun Xiaozi chase nine Heavenly Palace Soul Transformation Cultivators, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"I advised him to keep a low profile long ago." Venerable Cang Xuan muttered to himself, shaking his head helplessly. "Now look, the entire Immortal Domain knows him. I hope that when the major competition ends, those old fogies don't come to snatch people away."

He paused, then looked at the screen for the Nascent Soul stage. Watching Qin Yu, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"When did my Killing Dao Academy produce such a Prodigy?"

He thought for a moment, and a thought flashed through his mind: could this be the work of one of the Vice Deans?

He did not continue that line of thought and turned his gaze back to the screen for the Void Refinement Stage. Looking at the Clumsy man who was looking around and licking his tongue, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"This… what kind of Divine Beast is this exactly?"

He was naturally guessing—Qin Han's methods were too similar to certain legendary Divine Beasts.

Looking at the three figures on the screen, he suddenly smiled.

"Interesting… Human, Demon, and Devil, they are all here."

Inside the pavilion,

you held your teacup, watching Qin Yu on the screen, and smiled inwardly.

With you there, and Venerable Cang Xuan there, you naturally did not worry about the safety of Qin Yu and Qin Han.

While Qin Yu, Yun Xiaozi, and Qin Han were certainly eye-catching, in the face of the siege led by the other four major powers, their prominence became less important.

Against these three, the Heavenly Palace's best strategy was nothing more than assassination.

But facing a siege led by the other four major powers, this was a matter involving their very survival.

Liu Tianxing's telepathic message rang in your minds, his voice low and suppressing anger: "This major competition is not right. Why are the other four powers taking the lead in targeting our Heavenly Palace?"

Patriarch Sima Gongzhi replied, his telepathic message filled with a hint of agitation: "Could it be that those four powers had this planned long ago? They just wanted to give us a hard time on our home turf?"

After finishing his message, he glanced at you, then shook his head in his heart, dismissing that suspicious thought.

Yan Ji was silent for a moment before sending her message, her voice very soft: "The problem is, what do we do now? With the four powers joining forces, no matter how we try to remedy this, it will be of no use. The major competition has only been going on for half a year, and there is another half year left. If this continues, the Heavenly Palace will lose all face."

Elder Qi sighed in his telepathic message: "Losing face is a minor matter. What is to be feared is that the four powers have taken this opportunity to reach some kind of tacit agreement to target us everywhere in the Immortal Domain in the future. This major competition was originally…"

He did not continue.

But everyone knew what he wanted to say—this major competition was originally an opportunity to deplete the other powers, but now it had become the Heavenly Palace's own grave.

"Sigh," you sighed and sent a telepathic message back, "This matter is all my fault. I shouldn't have proposed such a major competition."

"How can it be your fault?" Patriarch Sima Gongzhi immediately replied, "Eighty percent of the Elders agreed."

"That's right," Elder Qi's voice also rang out, "The more we are in such a time, the more we cannot have internal strife. Your plan has no problems; it is the people below who are not executing it properly."

The telepathic channel went quiet.

No one responded.

It wasn't that they didn't want to speak; it was that they didn't know what to say.

With four top-tier powers joining forces, no matter how strong the Heavenly Palace was, it could not withstand it.

You picked up your teacup and took a sip, not speaking further.

This Immortal Domain is just like this; if they see someone is easy to bully, everyone will swarm up to take a bite.

The current result of the Heavenly Palace in the major competition is exactly that.