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184: Respectfully bidding farewell to King Yan!

"Ah!"

A young Domain King of the God Race was the first to be unable to bear the oppressive pressure, letting out an enraged roar.

Boom—!

His Divine Mark between his brows flickered wildly, and a powerful Aura erupted from his body.

His spirit weapon battle saber was brandished in his hand, and he instantly vanished from his original spot.

"Die!"

A hysterical roar.

A saber light capable of easily instantly killing a Pseudo-Domain King tore through the air.

Lin Yan's expression remained unchanged. He took a step, and his body instantly pierced through the saber light.

What?!

The God Race youth's pupils constricted.

Before he could react.

Lin Yan, who had instantly flashed through the saber light, elegantly turned his body and swung his leg.

Demolish the Ancestral Temple! (Kick the Groin!)

Bang—!

"Ah!!"

An earth-shattering, miserable shriek resounded.

The God Race youth's eyes bulged, his battle saber flew from his hand, and his body slammed into the ground like a cannonball.

All the male Prodigies of the Ten Thousand Races watched the blood spraying from his lower body, their faces turning pale, and a chill immediately ran down their spines.

Even the female Prodigies gasped, secretly clicking their tongues in their hearts.

They only had time to register these feelings.

Because the great battle in the sky had already fully erupted.

From the moment the God Race youth made his move, the four remaining Domain Kings from the other two races naturally couldn't sit still.

"Lin Yan!"

Two other youths from the Immortal Race and God Race roared simultaneously and charged forward.

The Immortal Marks and Divine Marks between their brows also flickered wildly as they unleashed their strongest killing moves.

Two streaks of sword light immediately assailed Lin Yan, who was still maintaining his sideways stance.

"Hmph..."

The youth's cold snort was their answer.

Lin Yan neither dodged nor evaded, forcefully tearing apart the two streaks of sword light with just the power of his Physical Body.

Then, in one step, he instantly appeared before the Immortal Race youth.

He raised his right arm, locking the opponent's left hand, which had changed drastically in expression.

One-Step Horizontal Elbow!

Bang—!

Another step, Shoulder Bash!

Bang—!

He released his grip and swung his arm.

Wild Horse Parts Its Mane!

Boom—!

"Pfft ah!!"

The Immortal Race youth was instantly sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the enlightenment stele region.

Having instantly defeated one.

Lin Yan didn't stop, instantly appearing before the other God Race youth, who had only managed to cast his gaze over.

He violently twisted the opponent's right arm.

Overlord Invites Guests!

Crack—!

"Ah!"

A miserable shriek.

Lin Yan's expression was unperturbed as he raised his knee and directly slammed it into the opponent's chin, which had lowered slightly due to the intense pain.

Overlord Draws Bow!

Bang—!

A figure spitting blood soared high into the sky, then heavily crashed into the God Race Prodigy team on the ground, shattering the earth.

At this point.

The only remaining Domain Kings of the foreign races in the sky were two women from the Immortal Race and God Race, whose appearances were no less beautiful than Duan Yueling's.

And they, of course, had also launched a preemptive attack together just now.

It was just that Lin Yan's speed of instant kills was too fast.

By the time their two ultimate attacks were just approaching the youth, he had already finished two battles.

Facing the two earth-shattering attacks rushing towards him.

Lin Yan, who already had his next move planned, naturally reacted quickly.

He took a step, stomped on the air and ground, and extended both elbows outwards.

"Shatter!"

A furious roar.

Boom—!

The two attacks dissipated upon impact, as if they had struck an impenetrable steel plate.

"You...!"

The two women only had time to let out this despairing sound.

Lin Yan's figure had already arrived before them.

He extended both elbows and pushed upwards directly.

Double Heart-Piercing Elbows!

Bang… Bang—!

Two dull thuds.

"Pfft!"

The chests of the two Heavenly Maidens, renowned across their respective races, deformed, and they spat blood as they flew backward, crashing into the ground.

The youth retracted his stance, turned around, and took a step back to the forefront of the Human Race Prodigy contingent, his unperturbed eyes sweeping over the other Prodigies of the three races, whose expressions had drastically changed.

"Weak."

Instantly.

"Roar!"

Earth-shattering roars, like a mountain tsunami, swept across the heavens and earth.

"Flame King! Invincible!!"

"Human Race! Immortal!!"

Millions of Human Race Prodigies, overcome with passion, roared loudly.

Awesome! So awesome!

You like to talk smack?

Here's a big slap for you!

Want to surrender?

No way!

We'll cripple you directly!

"Damn!"

Even Nie Hong joined the fervent crowd.

He, along with Qi Xingzhou and others behind him, fell into a frenzy.

"Brothers! Charge!!"

As his voice fell.

"Yes!"

Pseudo-Domain Kings, Star River Kings, pseudo domain King Rank Invincibles, Star River King Rank Invincibles... all Ranks of Prodigies stepped forward, pointing towards the Prodigy teams of the three races.

"You!"

"Want to fight?!"

Facing the immensely vigorous Human Race Prodigies, the Prodigies of the three races, who could barely maintain their aerial positions, trembled, their eyes devoid of Battle Intent.

What kind of joke is this!

Their leaders were all instantly killed in a flash.

With such a monster watching.

Even if they could win, they wouldn't dare to go up!

"Are you going to surrender!!"

You Wu directly jumped out.

"No way!"

"Come fight!!"

In just a flash.

The Human Race Prodigies didn't care about anything else and all charged out.

"Come fight!"

Instantly.

An extremely comical yet incredibly logical scene unfolded before the eyes of the Ten Thousand Races Prodigies below.

The Prodigies of the three races, of all Ranks, constantly retreated, only defending.

The Human Race Prodigies, despite being numerically inferior, continuously attacked, fighting more and more fiercely.

"Damn you!"

"It was you who snatched my Spirit Medicine in the dangerous zone at the Prodigy Arena last time, right?"

"You turtle son!"

"Why aren't you fighting back, you bastard!"

"I'll kill you!"

The roaring continued.

The Prodigies of the three races, who only dared to passively endure blows, were naturally no match and quickly sustained injuries.

The sky immediately began to rain "dumplings."

"Hoo~!"

The Ten Thousand Races on the ground scattered frantically, watching the figures continuously smashing into the earth, secretly clicking their tongues in their hearts.

Too insane!

Unprecedented! Never before seen!

Unbeknownst to them, they had witnessed the history of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Who knows how much time passed.

Until the sky gradually returned to calm.

Looking around, only the scattered, airborne Human Race Prodigies remained, their faces filled with exhilaration.

They unanimously looked at the Youth in Black, who had calmly overseen the entire scene from beginning to end, and bowed sincerely.

"Thank you, Flame King!"

Nie Hong, watching this scene, sighed with emotion in his heart.

All the Dynasties bowing.

He must be the one, right?

Even the White-robed Saint King in his youth could not have achieved such invincibility and made all the Prodigies of his race willingly submit.

Duan Yueling, naturally, goes without saying.

Her clear eyes were now filled with stars, and a sentence kept repeating in her heart.

In all her life... this was the first person she admired so much.

And this person was her peer.

A faint smile appeared on Lin Yan's face.

Sometimes, some things, some matters, can indeed make one feel incredibly proud.

He casually glanced at the three-race Domain Kings on the ground, still unconscious from his beating, and some of the three-race Prodigies who were gradually struggling to their feet with complex expressions after the "group brawl."

"You all rest here for a while."

"I still need to go into the enlightenment stele once more."

"If fate allows us to meet again later, this King hopes to continue writing glorious chapters with all of you."

As his voice fell.

He vanished from his spot in a single step.

And between heaven and earth, the respectful voices of millions of Prodigies echoed for a long time.

"Respectfully seeing off the Flame King!"

"May the Flame King's martial fortune flourish! And may he uphold the prestige of our race!"

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