In the Jinling Dynasty.
When he received the letter of challenge from the master of the Sky Gate, Wang Yan, Bai Yiyuan was extremely enraged.
"What an arrogant and ignorant brat!"
Looking at the bold and vigorous handwriting, Bai Yiyuan's gaze was unprecedentedly cold.
Suddenly, the letter of challenge in his hand disappeared, as if it had never been there. Not even a speck of dust was left.
"I'm afraid you still don't know who I am. Since that's the case, I'll make sure you accept your death."
At the same time, the Martial Cultivators who had been rushing toward Wind Sky City immediately changed their direction and rushed toward the Jinling Dynasty because of this sudden news.
The Martial Cultivators who had been waiting in Wind Sky City also left one after another, rushing toward the Jinling Dynasty.
As long as Wang Yan died in the hands of Bai Yiyuan, they would swarm over. Even if they could not get the fat, they would at least get some scraps.
After all, there was such a shocking amount of treasure. Any one of them would be enough to make them stand out in the same realm.
At the same time, the Three Halls, Nine Sects, Six Gates, and Twelve Schools all took action, including the four major clans.
The Dark Star Hall and the Fallen Star Hall sent their experts. Even the elusive Hall Master arrived in the Jinling Dynasty quietly.
Apart from the Sun Sect, the other sects all set out under the leadership of their sect masters and rushed toward the Jinling Dynasty.
Some of these sects were waiting to watch a good show, while others wanted to get a share of the loot.
Some sects even wanted to add fuel to the fire in secret to curry favor with the Prime Warrior saint.
As for the four major clans, apart from the Nangong and Ximen Clans, the other two clans sent their strongest forces, led by their masters, to the Jinling Dynasty as soon as possible to meet the Prime Warrior saint.
On the other hand, those mysterious sects and experts of unknown origins that had been living in seclusion in the Dongzhou Continent had also been dispatched.
Under Bai Yiyuan's publicity, experts from the other four continents even arrived.
There was no helping it. Heaven Ranked Martial Techniques, Cultivation Techniques, and Divine Weapons held a fatal attraction to any Cultivator. No one could resist them; everyone wanted them.
Moreover, Wang Yan's cultivation was not very strong. He was only at the fourth stage of the Cuixing Realm. Although he had the combat power comparable to the second stage of the Full Star Realm, his foundation was too weak.
While countless experts were rushing to the Jinling Dynasty, Bai Yiyuan personally welcomed a distinguished guest.
"I really didn't expect that such a small matter would actually alarm Lord Yan Huo and make you come here in person."
In Bai Yiyuan's bedroom, other than himself, there were two other figures sitting proudly in the room.
One of them was an old man with red hair and a ruddy complexion.
Although his old face was full of wrinkles, his body was surging with an extremely powerful blood energy.
He sat upright and still, like a dormant primordial beast.
His red hair moved without any wind, dancing and swaying like flames.
The other person was younger, in his twenties, with a handsome face and well-defined facial features.
His entire body exuded an indescribable aura of an emperor, overbearing with a hint of inviolable majesty.
These two people were the Second Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, Yan Huo, and his Master, Yan Huo.
If Bai Yiyuan was arranged by the Skyroad sect to the Dongzhou Continent to walk the human world and collect the Power of Faith, then Yan Huo would be a candidate for the Skyroad sect.
In that case, Yan Huo was a reserve member of the Heaven Dao Pavilion. As long as his cultivation reached a certain level, he would immediately be accepted into the Heaven Dao Pavilion.
Bai Yiyuan was well aware of this. Therefore, when he saw Yan Huo, he was extremely respectful, like a humble servant.
"If I didn't come, wouldn't the Heaven Ranked Martial Techniques and Divine Weapons fall into your hands?"
In an instant, Bai Yiyuan's smile froze, then he shook his head in fear and trepidation, "Master Yan Huo, you must be joking. I wouldn't dare to touch these things."
"Alright, enough with the hypocrisy. Bai Yiyuan, I believe you already know why I'm here, right?"
Hearing this, Bai Yiyuan's brain worked quickly. After a while, he nodded and said with a smile, "Master Yan Huo, you … want to attack Wang Yan?
But the person he challenged is me. I'm afraid this is against the rules, right? "
Yan Huo snorted coldly, "Rules?
At this point, you're talking about rules with me? "
"Don't you know that the rules of the world are set by the Skyroad sect? Rules are set by the strong!"
"The Skyroad sect's way of doing things is the rules. Do you need me to repeat it to you again?!"
Bai Yiyuan was speechless. He didn't know how to answer.
After a few breaths, Yan Huo snorted coldly, "In consideration of your so-called Prime Warrior saint face, I won't make the first move."
"However, if you cannot kill Wang Yan, this seat will not hesitate to make a move and kill him for you. Of course, all the Divine Tools and Heaven Ranked Martial Techniques on this brat will belong to this seat. Do you have any objections?"
Hearing this, Bai Yiyuan was secretly happy, but he didn't show it on his face. He bowed and said in a deep voice, "I have no objections. I will follow Master Yan Huo's orders."
…
When the scorching sun hung high in the sky and its light was at its brightest, the quiet Jinling Dynasty was suddenly filled with noise.
Countless Martial Cultivators swarmed over from all directions, like a black flood converging together.
In an instant, the entire Jinling Dynasty was overcrowded.
If one looked down from the sky, they would see a dense mass of people wherever they looked. They moved and rubbed shoulders with one another.
Who knew how many Martial Cultivators had gathered there to witness this great battle.
A small portion of the martial cultivators had come to witness Wang Yan's might. They wanted to see just how extraordinary the person who was bold enough to challenge the famed Primordial Martial Saint on the Starsource Continent was.
There were many people Wang Yan was familiar with, such as the sect master of the Star Sect, You Yunzi, Hua Wuren of the Falling Star Hall, Long Tian and Quan Zhan of the Dark Star Hall, and the left and right young hall masters of the Falling Star Hall, Xie Chong and Zhao Fei.
There were also Lin Yurou, Qiao Shanyuan, and so on who had ties with Wang Yan in the past.
Many of them had once stood toe to toe with Wang Yan. Some of them were even stronger than Wang Yan.
But now, Wang Yan had already left them far behind. He had become an unreachable existence.
"I really didn't think that one-armed young man could make it this far."
"Yeah, the world is unpredictable. Who would've thought that the young man who once struggled to survive under your palm would become an unreachable existence that you can only watch helplessly?"
Hua Wuren raised his eyebrows in response to Long Tian's mockery. He did not say anything else.
However, Wang Yan had killed Nangong Liuyun when he was still at the Star Condensation realm. Now that he had reached the Star Tempering realm, he was challenging the legendary Prime Warrior saint of the East Continent, Bai Yiyuan.
His courage and breadth of mind were incomparable to ordinary people.
"If Wang Yan loses, the East Continent will lose a dazzling prodigy and gain an unreachable Martial Saint."
"He won't lose. At most, he'll flee with heavy injuries."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because I've fought him before."
At this moment, there was a commotion among the crowd. They all looked at the blue sky.
Over there, a thin figure was slowly walking over in the air.
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