Peerless God Emperor

The Eastern Emperor Hao said to himself. He suddenly thought of something, looked towards a person beside him and asked, "Does Kaiyang Zi have a successor?"    

He seemed to have guessed Donghuang Yu's thoughts, and answered: "That's right, Kai Yang has a disciple called Bai Mian, rumored to be the number one disciple of Xia Wang Jie. His talent is astonishing, and he is unrivalled amongst his generation in Xia Wang Jie."    

Eastern Emperor Hao slightly nodded his head. This was already within his expectations, and since he was named as the number one disciple of Xia Wang Jie, his talent was no doubt, otherwise, he would not be worthy of being number one.    

However, of the seven sons of the Xia Wang Jie, only Kai Yang had a successor, the other six did not take in disciples.    

"With the Crown Prince here, even if Bai Mian came, I'm afraid he only came here for nothing." That person laughed.    

Hearing this, Eastern Emperor Hao's expression did not change, as though he had tacitly agreed. If there was a chance, he actually wanted to fight with Bai Mian, to see just how strong the opponent was, and whether he was worthy of the title of Xia Wang Jie's number one disciple.    

At this moment, yet another figure walked out from the shrine. It was none other than the marquis.    

After he walked out of the shrine, he surveyed his surroundings and quickly found Jiang Fengjue in a corner. His figure flashed as he arrived next to the former and grinned, "We've all passed in the span of five breaths. We've even fought evenly this time!"    

"Awesome!" Jiang Feng Jue immediately praised him.    

"What else do you want me to say?" Hou Sheng's face lit up with pride. Then, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. They had all entered the shrine in the span of five breaths, yet Jiang Feng Jue had restored his strength. What was the meaning of this?    

Looking down on him?    

"You just wait and see during the Dao War. Do you dare to fight head on with me?" Hou Sheng looked at Jiang Fengxian as if he was looking at a prey, his eyes burning hot.    

"I don't dare." Although he had also practiced the Heaven Fighting Fist, he was not an expert in direct confrontation with the attack. On the other hand, the Heaven Fighting Fist seemed to have been created by nature for Hou Sheng, and the strength of the Heaven Fighting Fist had already reached a terrifying level. Thus, he absolutely did not dare to provoke him.    

"..." The marquis' face was filled with black lines as he looked at Jiang Fengjue's calm expression. He was left speechless.    

In another direction, Mo Lishang, Murong Guangzhao, and Chu Feng stood together. Before, the three of them did not have too much influence. Other than the people from the Huangfu family and Di Family, almost no one knew of their existence.    

However, not long ago, the three of them walked out consecutively and entered the divine hall within the span of five breaths. It could be said that they shocked everyone present, and they immediately made everyone remember them.    

At this moment, there were even some gazes that would occasionally land on the three of them. The three of them seemed to have an extremely good relationship with each other. Just what kind of super power would be able to bring up such monstrous characters?    

"There's still no news from Qin Xuan. Could he be trapped inside?" Mo Lishang's expression did not change as he transmitted his voice to Chu Feng and Murong Guangzhao.    

Chu Feng and Murong Guangzhao were speechless, this seemed to be the only possibility.    

However, there were only so many people who entered the Great Saint Ruins at that time, so there shouldn't be anyone that could threaten Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan was delayed and could only be trapped inside.    

If that was the case, then the situation was extremely troublesome. They did not know if they could enter again, and even if they could, if Di Family's people saw it, they would suspect them immediately.    

Currently, Di Family could be said to be a man of his word. He would not let go of any clues. Even if Di Shifeng was dead, they still had to be careful and not touch him unless they had no other choice.    

Unknowingly, three days passed in the blink of an eye. Finally, the day of the Dao War arrived!    

Boom!    

A thunderous sound rang out, as the entire Vast Space trembled in fear. Countless people raised their heads to look up at the skies as a glint of light flickered in their eyes.    

Rays of multicolored light cascaded down from the skies. The multicolored light was incomparably gorgeous, and as long as one sent their consciousness into it, they would be able to easily sense the pure Dao intent contained within. This was the will of a saint, and those in the Emperor Realm could use it to cultivate.    

"Dao magic from the Heavens!"    

On the Ling Mountain, countless of people were extremely excited and revealed expressions of shock. Was this the kindness Xia Wang Jie had given them?    

Although they had stepped into the Ling Mountain, most of them had stopped outside the shrine and were unable to enter the shrine to comprehend the Tao technique inside the idol. At this time, a multicolored light descended from the sky, containing the dao intent of a saint within, allowing them to cultivate.    

Even though this Dao Insight was not as valuable as the inheritance inside the shrine, it was still extremely valuable. This was the Dao Insight left behind by the Xia Wang Jie Saints, even though they were from a super power, the Dao Insight of a saint was not something that they could obtain just because they wanted it.    

In an instant, powerful auras were released one after another. Many people released their consciousness into the air and began to frantically absorb the Dao Insight in the multicolored light. They would first absorb the Dao Insight, then slowly comprehend it in the future.    

Of course, not everyone was like this.    

The people who stepped into the shrine appeared extremely calm. They still stood quietly where they were, as if the rays of light in the sky were nothing. They had already comprehended the idols within the shrine, so they naturally were not interested in the Dharmic Dao.    

Other than the people on the Ling Mountain being able to absorb the Dao intent from the multicolored light, the people on the bottom of the Ling Mountain being able to do the same.    

However, most of the Dao Insight was absorbed by the people of the Ling Mountain, and the Dao Insight that the people below could obtain was extremely little, and also, the number of people under the Ling Mountain was even more, this way, everyone would get even less Dao Insight, and some weaker cultivators might not even have Dao Insight, and could not win against those experts.    

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.    

From the moment they stepped into the Xia Wang Jie, it meant that they had to compete with everyone. The strong could obtain the strong fortune, and they would become stronger and stronger.    

After an unknown amount of time, the multicolored light stopped shining, and a middle-aged man walked out from the void. He was clad in a black robe and had a valiant appearance.    

This middle-aged figure was naturally Kai Yangzi.    

"Xia Wang Jie's seventh son, sixth place, True Lord Kai Yang!" Countless people raised their heads and stared at the figure in the sky as a voice rang out in their hearts.    

The people of Xia Wang Jie were called the Kaiyang Zi, and the people of the outside world were all used to being called the True Lord Kaiyang to show their respect.    

"We pay our respects to True Lord Kai Yang!" Be it the people from the Ling Mountain or those who could not step onto the Ling Mountain, all of them looked at Kai Yangzi's figure with extreme respect. This was a true grand character.    

It was rumored that any one of the seven sons of Xia Wang Jie was comparable to a super power's leader.    

Although no one had verified the authenticity of his words, the Xia Wang Jie had stood tall and upright in the Boundless Sea for many years and had never fallen. It had always been acknowledged as the number one cultivation holy land.    

On behalf of the Xia Wang Jie, I represent you all to welcome them. I believe there is no need for me to say anything more about each of your performances, as you all already know in your hearts that this result would not meet your expectations. I hope that you all can face it calmly.    

Kai Yangzi's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire Xia Wang Jie. Everyone heard it clearly, even Qin Xuan who was in the Abyss of Samsara heard it.    

"Is this the structure of the Xia Wang Jie?" Qin Xuan sighed in his heart. Although these words came from Kai Yangzi's mouth, as one of the seven sons, Kai Yangzi's position was that of the Xia Wang Jie.    

The various geniuses invited by the Xia Wang Jie were all here for the sake of tempering their hearts and bestowing them some fortuitous encounters. However, the number of people who could obtain such opportunities were all dependent on luck.    

The first time he came to Boundless Sea, Qin Xuan's heart was filled with hatred. After all, he carried a blood feud with him, but as time passed, his mental state gradually became more and more open-minded. Boundless Sea was too big.    

Kai Yangzi's eyes swept across the vast crowd below, especially the Eastern Emperor Hao, who seemed to have noticed something. He also looked at Kai Yangzi, his expression as calm as water, neither humble nor arrogant.    

"He's a good seedling, but he's too arrogant!" Kai Yangzi whispered in his heart. Such a person, his future achievements were limitless, but he was not suitable for cultivation in the Xia Wang Jie.    

He was afraid that he would not be able to endure that kind of life with a pure heart and few desires.    

Right at this moment, a series of whooshing sounds could be heard. The gazes of the crowd turned in a certain direction, only to see seven or eight silhouettes rushing over, each of them extremely outstanding as they raised their hands and raised their feet, exuding an extraordinary demeanor.    

"They are..." The gazes of some people could not help but freeze. Soon after, they seemed to have thought of something and their hearts could not help but tremble violently.    

Eastern Emperor Hao also looked at these people, a sharp look flashing across his eyes. Are they the disciples of the Xia Wang Jie?    

In that case, the so-called number one disciple, Bai Mian, should also be among these people.    

The person in the lead was Bai Mian, his clothes were white without dust, his entire body was like snow, making him look extremely simple and clean, and the people behind him were the most outstanding disciples of this generation in Xia Wang Jie, willing to participate in this Dao battle, to fight against the Heaven's Pride of Boundless Sea.    

"I came late. Please forgive me, Master." Bai Mian stood in the air and respectfully bowed to Bai Mian.    

"Master." The eyes of the crowd shone with sharpness when they heard Bai Mian's words. This young man called Kai Yang as Master, his identity was already known to all — Xia Wang Jie's number one disciple, Bai Mian!    

"Just nice, what's the crime?" Kai Yang gave a carefree smile and waved his hand. "Take them down. The Dao War will begin now."    

"Yes." Bai Mian cupped his hands together, bringing the few people behind him to descend upon Ling Mountain, in that moment, countless gazes landed on them, their eyes filled with curiosity.    

Are they the most outstanding people in this generation in the Xia Wang Jie?