Towards the Path of Heaven

Chapter 145

This was not the first time the selection of the top Holy Son was held, so there was no need for any elders or servants to say anything. All the participating Holy Sons quietly walked to the center of the square. There were already countless arenas there, and each arena was separated by a light screen, which was enough to block external interference.

Immediately after, an attendant stepped forward under the instructions of the elders. He held a black wooden box in his hand, and with a slight infusion of spiritual energy, a majestic spiritual screen soared into the sky and intertwined to form a dazzling spirit river. In the spirit river, there was an object like a ball of light that kept swimming, and there seemed to be a number engraved on that ball of light.

"All Holy Sons, please number them. The one who draws the same number will be your opponent in the first round."

The old officer's voice was loud and clear, and his short words clearly introduced the rules. Therefore, at the next moment, all the participating Saints secretly raised their right hands. For example, Lu Yang, Xu Jian, and Loring, Luo Xue…

Of course, Yan Chutian was also included!

"Buzz!"

When all the Holy Sons raised their right hands, the spirit river trembled under the expectant gazes of countless disciples. Immediately after, the countless balls of light inside seemed to be attracted by something and rushed towards every raised right hand.

Wuss...!

In just a few breaths, the ball of light in the spirit river disappeared, and the spirit river also disappeared, returning to the void. At the same time, every Saint grabbed the light bulb in their hands, and the number engraved on that light bulb was their number.

Yan Chutian slowly released his five fingers, and the figure on the light bulb in his hand went straight into his eyes. The number he pulled is not bad — number six.

However, he did not know who his opponent was…

Seeing that all the Holy Sons had taken the number, the old officer spoke again in a loud voice. "Sacred Sons who have drawn number one to ten, please go to the appropriate arena. The battle of the Holy Son will begin soon."

As soon as the old officer finished speaking, the Holy Sons number one to ten changed their expressions. Immediately after, they jumped up and rushed to the appropriate arena.

Yan Chutian was number six, so he nodded and gestured to Mu Wan. Then, he also leaped into the air and rushed into the sixth arena of his and the other Holy Son.

When Yan Chutian jumped, a figure also rushed into the sixth arena from a certain direction. This naturally attracted Yan Chutian's attention. When he saw the figure's face, he couldn't help but laugh lightly. He did not expect that person Lu Yang.

Speaking of which, when Yan Chutian came out of the Spirit Prison to complete his first mission, there was a battle between the two of them. But at that moment, the battle ended before it even reached its end.

It seems that today's meeting is again doomed.

As the two of them stood still in the sixth arena, they actually confirmed their previous thoughts. However, now that he had confirmed that Yan Chutian was his opponent, Lu Yang's face darkened. After all, the news of the Yan Chutian and Xu Jian clan brothers, Xu Kong, who were equally matched had spread throughout the entire Tianji Sect. Of course, he knew about that too.

Even he admitted that he was inferior to Xu Kong. However, the person before him could actually fight on par with Xu Kong. Doesn't that mean he's already inferior to her ?!

Lu Yang could really think that way. Yan Chutian definitely got a chance at the ruins of the ancient sect, allowing him to progress by leaps and bounds and reach a level where he could compete with Xu Kong. In other words, all of this was Xu Jian's fault. If it wasn't for him, how could the person in front of him get a chance?

However, now that they had met in the arena, even if Lu Yang wanted to defeat Xu Jian, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and concentrate on facing Yan Chutian.

He did not believe that he was the old Holy Son. Not long ago, he could still suppress the other party. Could it be that in such a short period of time, he was no match for the other party?

"Dong…!"

Ancient bells ringing. As rumbling sounds rang out, Lu Yang shouted low, and the spiritual energy in his body surged.

The purple aura wisp swept out and quickly condensed into a gigantic purple beast above Lu Yang's body. It was the Spirit Beast Technique he had used before!

As expected, Lu Yang shouted loudly in the next moment.

"Beast Spirit Technique, Mystical Python Spirit!"

The gigantic purple python exploded and opened its huge mouth to devour Yan Chutian. A powerful aura spread out, and even first stage Elixir cultivators would feel depressed. However, with the spiritual energy barrier around the arena, it could block all of these auras and prevent them from leaking.

Facing the Mystical Python Spirit, Yan Chutian's reaction was much more relaxed than before. After all, he had now stepped into the Elixir Realm, and his opponent was only the top Holy Son. Even if Lu Yang was stronger than before and had reached the second stage of the Elixir Realm, he was still not that strong.

It was still the same spiritual technique as before. Yan Chutian controlled the spiritual energy to gather and weave into a huge stone tablet that descended to the ground. In the next moment, the spiritual light on the stone tablet exploded and fused into a huge beam of light that flowed towards the gigantic purple python.

"explosion!"

The gigantic purple python and spiritual energy rays collided violently, and astonishing fluctuations spread out, just like before. However, the result this time was destined to be different. Both of them were deadlocked for a few breaths, and the spiritual energy beam shattered the gigantic purple python. It went straight in and rushed towards Lu Yang's chest without slowing down.

Lu Yang clearly did not expect his attack to be pierced in the blink of an eye, so he could only condense the defense with an ugly expression. Although the radiant power of the spiritual energy radiance was exhausted in the end, it made him extremely embarrassed. His body retreated several meters and nearly fell from the arena.

It barely stabilized his body, Lu Yang's ugly expression, and at the same time, he was shocked. He had not expected the distance between him and his opponent to be so great. It was only the first time they had fought, but he had already been pressed into such a state.

At the same time, many disciples who noticed this scene had complicated gazes in their eyes. Not long ago, they saw Yan Chutian barely exchanging blows with Lu Yang. But in the blink of an eye, what had barely exchanged blows with Lu Yang had turned into a crushing defeat. Yan Chutian's strength was too fast.

Seeing Lu Yang being forced back a few meters, Yan Chutian's expression was normal. This scene was as expected. If it wasn't for this, he would have felt strange. Otherwise, he would not need to compare with those top Holy Sons.

Although his expression was ugly, Lu Yang was not ready to give up. After all, he still had the ultimate spiritual technique that he had yet to use. This was his last trump card!

"Yourf…"

Taking a deep breath, a golden light flashed in Lu Yang's eyes. In the next instant, golden light continued to emerge from his body. The golden power continued to intertwine, and slowly, a gigantic golden crocodile appeared. The dominating demonic power quickly spread out. It seemed that even through the Spiritual Energy light screen, the disciples outside were able to sense it.

Under the influence of this ferocious golden crocodile, Lu Yang's mood clearly became violent, and he lost his mind.

However, looking at this scene, Yan Chutian did not have the slightest fear. It was just the rest of the soul of the ferocious crocodile. This Lu Yang was affected by the ferocious crocodile and lost his senses. How strong is that?

"Mysterious Hand of Fire!"

With a low roar, strands of Profound Fire Qi continued to flow into his body. As the energy surged, Yan Chutian raised his right arm and suppressed the ferocious crocodile that appeared.

"explosion!"

As the Mysterious Flame Hand pressed down on him, the rest of the ferocious crocodile's soul seemed to sense him and immediately roared furiously. Then, his golden body soared into the air and rushed towards the Mysterious Flame Hand.

"Bombs, booms!"

The Mysterious Fire Hand and the gigantic golden crocodile collided violently. The gigantic golden crocodile was extremely powerful, and the aura emanating from it was enough to threaten a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator. However, even with such a powerful strength, he was unable to show his ferocity under the Mysterious Flame Hand and was slowly suppressed.

The giant golden crocodile was slowly crushed, and Lu Yang suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood. His body fell to the ground as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and he fainted on the stage. On the other hand, Yan Chutian dispersed his strength after the Mysterious Flame Hand suppressed the gigantic golden crocodile, and he stood there quietly.

This scene greatly shocked the disciples who were watching because in this situation, the result was already decided.

"Yan Chutian won!"

A deacon standing next to the stage announced the results out loud, and this announcement completely determined the outcome.

"Brother Yan is very strong!"