Chapter 1742 - 682: Loose Cultivator Emperor Qin (2)

Chapter 1742: Chapter 682: Loose Cultivator Emperor Qin (2)

"She wants to use this battle to eliminate the dust from her mind. The next breakthrough will lead her onto the Path of Great Saint."

Some of the elder characters, with sharp eyes, made such a judgment.

On the highland, Jiang Ran walked alone, her black robe fluttered, making her fair skin appear even more translucent and radiant. Her green hair flowed like a waterfall, her eyes resembled autumn waters, blessed by the spirit of heaven and earth, as if she were about to cross tribulation and become an Immortal in the night.

Unconsciously, a comparison arose. She entered the arena alone; what choice would Bai Yuan make?

The Yingxu Saint has strong support by his side; would he abandon such aid?

Ning Zhenxue transmitted his voice: "Brother Bai, you go in first yourself."

Bai Yuan nodded, knowing that this woman was paving the way for him once again. He pierced through the night sky and descended onto the highland, choosing a direction and starting to delve deeper.

Instantly, there was commotion on the various flying ships in the night sky—did the Yingxu Saint really venture alone?

In just a moment, Ning Zhenxue moved, bringing over a dozen people, some of whom were Grandmaster Level experts, landing on the highland.

Ning Zhenxue’s tone was calm: "I once heard that both sides have reinforcements; I volunteered to accompany Brother Bai long before, and we had an agreement. Even though he has his own beliefs and asked me to withdraw at the last minute, since I promised before, how could I break my word? Therefore, I still want to enter this place."

"Senior Brother Bai Yuan, well done!" someone shouted.

"I don’t think so," someone else retorted.

Everyone could see that such a situation was favorable for Bai Yuan. No matter how nicely it was put, it was hard to convince the crowd.

Some even spoke harshly: "Hypocritical."

Facing the spiteful words from the night sky, Bai Yuan, whose figure had not yet disappeared, clearly could hear them, but his expression remained calm. His white hair was floating, and his steps kept a steady rhythm.

A few experts, who honed their Spirit Eye or Divine Eye skills, could see his subtle facial expressions and discovered that there wasn’t even a ripple in his eyes—his mindset was as calm as a moon reflected in a still ancient well.

"Unaffected by external matters, Bai Yuan has a strong will." An elder nodded in approval.

"He’s quite the figure; it’s not feigned composure—criticism does not affect his emotions in the slightest."

Some experts agreed and expressed acknowledgment.

Ning Zhenxue ventured in, attracting a lot of attention.

"What does it have to do with her? Senior Brother Bai already said he doesn’t need assistance, but her involvement brought about others’ discussions."

"I’ve heard she suffered a major loss in the Ten Thousand Laws Sect; she’s found a reasonable excuse here, wanting to cause trouble and seek revenge on Jiang Ran."

Those close to the Ten Thousand Laws Sect frowned, expressing their discontent.

Ning Zhenxue stayed as a guest at the Innate Sect for several days; naturally, her background had already been dug out.

A top-tier Saint entering at such a critical moment poses great destructive power.

Someone coldly said: "Rest assured, the Dai Sect will teach her how to behave!"

Immediately, someone from the Ten Thousand Laws Sect echoed: "Right, let’s hope the Dai Sect takes care of the Saint from the Traveler Civilization too!"

"Well said." Qin Ming praised, feeling that the Xuanhuang disciples indeed possessed some courage, showing no fear towards the Traveler Civilization.

No one expected that a highly esteemed Great Saint would speak out personally.

Shouldn’t such a character maintain a sense of distance, preserving a transcendent attitude?

Especially those who spoke were nearby; hearing the words, they were very excited.

"Great Sage Qin agreeing deeply with my words truly leaves me feeling flattered."

Qin Ming nodded and smiled in that direction, instantly making those people feel he was down-to-earth.

Having just stepped onto the highland, Ning Zhenxue naturally sensed it and immediately had a high fighting spirit.

"Jiang Ran, I am here. I hope you have sufficiently strong maneuvers, carry the Primordial Essence Qi of that Emperor Qin, and condense his form and spirit."

Ning Zhenxue rubbed her fists, eager to immediately summon her Senior Brother’s incarnation to fiercely cut Emperor Qin’s face.

She felt that a loose cultivator who accidentally received Creation and stepped onto the Path of Great Saint was far less powerful than a Great Saint nurtured by the Supreme System, nowhere close to able to match her Senior Brother.

This was not her baseless speculation but experience summarized by predecessors.

Loose cultivator Great Saints lacked Forbidden Skills, and their Combat Techniques were relatively simple.

"Using big to bully small, forcing me to dance—this time I must break your Great Saint Golden Body." Ning Zhenxue believed she was definitely much younger than that Emperor Qin.

In the night sky, many people from the Xuanhuang Twelve Sects arrived, mostly disciples.

Naturally, some stood on the side of the Yingxu Sect, speaking for Bai Yuan.

"Isn’t a Great Saint supposed to be quite aloof, detached from the situation? This Great Sage Qin’s words...seem somewhat excessive."

Another person nodded and said: "Tonight, not only is our Xuanhuang Dojo’s Senior Brother sitting here, but there are outsiders—Great Saints are as plentiful as fish crossing the river."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, not daring to truly overstep.

Nearby, naturally, some people heard.

Someone looked at him and said: "Brother, you seem a bit conceited—have you been struck by Thunder Fire Skill, and your brain got fried?"

The new disciple, though wanting to be stubborn, opened his mouth, still not daring to say anything.

However, the old disciple beside him didn’t let it go, educating: "In this era, our Xuanhuang Twelve Sects dominate the territory spanning thousands of miles. If an era can produce two Great Saints, it’s already considered a grand occasion—can you encounter more?"

Another disciple also spoke: "Brother, I remember you’re a genius from a remote area, right? People there reach up to the Third Realm at most, many have never seen a Fourth Realm cultivator in their lifetime. You’re talented, fortunate to pass through levels, and see a broader world. You’ve been at the Xuanhuang Dojo for a few years and dare to speak so brazenly? In this era, a Supreme Martial hall this around thousands of miles breeds just one or two Great Saints—you should be glad to encounter such fortune."