"Jiang Yu is here!"

The elders and disciples of Taihua Holy Land who had already arrived suddenly became agitated.

Jiang Yu, surrounded by the Jiang family, came to the competition ground.

The strength of the Jiang clan is second only to that of the Lin clan. There are elders from the Immortal Emperor realm who are in charge, and there are also people who serve as protectors of the Holy Land.

Jiang Yu, ranked ninety-seven on the Qilin Ranking, is also the current Holy Son of Taihua.

"He is worthy of being the number one genius of the Jiang family, and he has the support of the entire family."

"It seems that Jiang Yu is determined to defend his status as the Holy Son this time."

"In the past, there were many successful cases of candidates for the Holy Son challenging the Holy Son. Jiang Yu relied on challenging the original Holy Son Ye Feng to replace him."

"Jiang Yu only challenged Ye Feng when he reached the quasi-emperor realm. At that time, Jiang Yu ranked 180th on the Qilin Ranking, and Ye Feng ranked 165th on the Qilin Ranking, but they were only fifteen places behind. Now Jiang Yu is ranked 97th, and Lu Changsheng is ranked 461st. There is a difference of more than 300 places. No matter how you look at it, Jiang Yu has a greater chance of winning."

Everyone in the Taihua Holy Land was whispering and commenting. Most people were optimistic about Jiang Yu. After all, the rankings between Jiang Yu and Lu Changsheng on the Qilin List were too disparate.

The old man of the Jiang family who led the team said: "Jiang Yu, the position of the Holy Son must be kept no matter what. We, the Jiang family, have always been at most the left envoys, and no one has become the Holy Lord."

Jiang Yu sneered: "Patriarch, please rest assured, I will not let you down. The position of the Holy Son only belongs to me, Jiang Yu."

The Jiang clan members took their places, and Jiang Yu stepped onto the competition stage.

"I have the imperial weapon given to me by my ancestor as a trump card, so there is no way I will lose."

Jiang Yu crossed his hands, closed his eyes and rested, patiently waiting for his opponent Lu Changsheng to arrive.

"The candidate for the Holy Son is here!"

There was another commotion in the crowd, and Lu Changsheng led a few disciples to the competition ground.

"Junior brother must win."

Lin Qinghan sat next to Lin Xuantong, secretly cheering for Lu Changsheng.

"Go and sit down, I will deal with this person quickly."

Lu Changsheng asked several disciples to watch the battle while he went on stage to fight Jiang Yu.

Except for the Great Buddha, whose strength crushes him, and Lin Qinghan, who usually spars with each other, Jiang Yu may be the strongest opponent Lu Changsheng faces.

The two faced off on the competition stage.

Jiang Yu stared at Lu Changsheng: "I didn't expect you would really dare to challenge me. I won't show mercy later."

Lu Changsheng argued: "Why don't you dare? The position of the Holy Son belongs to the strong."

Just as the two were confronting each other, suddenly, several terrifying auras came and landed on the empty seat next to Lin Xuantong.

"Who are they?"

Most of the disciples in Taihua Holy Land, even the elders, could not recognize these snow-haired old men.

Several old men can sit on an equal footing with Lin Xuantong, and their status is still higher than that of the Dharma Protector and the Supreme Elders.

"This is the ancestor who practices in the mountains behind the Holy Land!"

"I didn't expect that this battle for the Holy Son would alarm the ancestors who don't care about worldly affairs!"

"Quick, salute the ancestors!"

Many elders recognized the identities of several old men and stood up one after another.

"Ancestor!?"

The disciples of Taihua Holy Land were shocked.

These ancestors are higher than Lin Xuantong, and their cultivation level is even more advanced.

Usually these ancestors only practice in seclusion and rarely appear in front of the world. Lin Xuantong and other elders handle all matters, so most of the young disciples do not know the ancestors.

All the elders and disciples of Taihua Holy Land stood up and saluted in unison: "Greetings to the ancestor!"

One of the kind-faced ancestors said: "No courtesy. We old guys just heard that the Holy Land produced a genius who surpassed Qingyang back then, so we came out to take a look."

Everyone then sat down.

However, everyone was still shocked.

These ancestors came out of seclusion to watch the battle between the Holy Sons!

Last time Jiang Yu and Ye Feng competed for the position of Holy Son, not a single ancestor attended.

As for this battle of the Holy Son, a total of seven ancestors came out of seclusion to watch it!

There is no doubt that the genius the ancestors were referring to was not Jiang Yu, but Lu Changsheng.

"Damn..."

Jiang Yu discovered that the ancestors came specifically to check Lu Changsheng's qualifications, and he felt inexplicable jealousy in his heart.

It is obvious that Jiang Yu is the most suitable candidate for the Holy Son.

Among the seven ancestors, only Jiang Hong, the ancestor of the Jiang family, supports Jiang Yu, while the other ancestors are waiting and watching.

As long as he can crush Lu Changsheng, these ancestors will surely know who can be the Holy Son.

"The auras of these seven people are really terrifying. They are much stronger than the Immortal Emperors such as the Great Buddha, or at least the Dacheng Immortal Emperors."

Lu Changsheng noticed the terrifying auras of the seven ancestors of Taihua Holy Land.

The seven ancestors, perhaps in their time, were also all-powerful geniuses.

After years of seclusion, their state has probably reached an incredible level.

"Now that the ancestors are here, you two should perform well. This battle for the Holy Son is as usual. Even if the loser is still a candidate for the Holy Son, there is no need to be depressed. Candidates for the Holy Son can still become Supreme Supreme Leader in the future.

Elders, even protectors, two envoys on the left and right."

Lin Xuantong's tone was calm.

He is the Holy Master of Taihua. He puts the interests of the Holy Land first and cannot favor his disciples.

This battle for the Holy Son is in line with the sect’s rules.

After Jiang Yu heard that he could take action, his tone was cold: "Lu Changsheng, let me show you how powerful I am!"

Jiang Yu ran the "Zhengyang Fire Yuan Gong", and a pure Zhengyang Fire Yuan Zhenqi filled the air, and the temperature around the competition stage suddenly rose!

If it weren't for the magic circle barrier on the competition stage, just the aftermath of the battle would have randomly taken away a group of lucky spectators!

"This, this is the secret skill of our Taihua Holy Land - the middle-grade emperor-level exercise "Zhengyang Huoyuan Gong"!"

"It is said that every saint, saint, candidate for saint, candidate for saint, will practice this unique skill!"

"This is so cool, it's the middle-grade Emperor-level technique! The best technique I have practiced is only the Holy-level technique."

"We can't envy you. This is the kind of treatment only a peerless genius in the Holy Land can receive."

Everyone in Taihua Holy Land was excited.

An ancestor said: "Jiang Hong, this Jiang Yu of your Jiang clan has good qualifications. He has cultivated the "Zhengyang Fire Yuan Gong" to the seventh level at the quasi-emperor level."

"Haha."

Jiang Hong stroked his long beard, his face full of pride.

Jiang Hong is a genius cultivated by the Jiang family, and the only descendant who may become a Holy Lord. In the past three thousand years, Jiang Hong even came out to guide Jiang Yu in his cultivation, with the purpose of making Jiang Yu a Holy Lord.

Unlike Yaochi Holy Land where yin rises and yang wanes, Taihua Holy Land yang rises and yin wanes. When Lin Xuantong was young, he once ranked second on the Qilin Ranking. He was the second most evil genius in the world at that time. His qualifications were obviously higher than those of his two daughters.

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If Lin Xuantong has a son, according to the blood inheritance of the Lin family, it is more likely to awaken the ancient bloodline.

Therefore, this is also why all the previous Holy Masters of Taihua Holy Land have been the Holy Son.

It's a pity that Lin Xuantong only has two daughters. His most valued disciple, Immortal Emperor Qingyang, disappeared for no reason after getting married.

That's why Jiang Yu was given a chance.

"As expected of a powerful enemy in the quasi-emperor realm."

Lu Changsheng also started to operate the technique.

The same is "Zhengyang Huoyuan Gong".

The same is the seventh floor.

"How is that possible!"

Jiang Yu was shocked and couldn't believe it.

Lu Changsheng is still a nine-level golden immortal, and his understanding of "Zhengyang Huoyuan Gong" is as good as his!

"It seems that there is not much difference in aura between Changsheng Taoist and Jiang Yu?"

"No wonder the Holy Master chose to recruit Taoist Taoist Changsheng as his direct disciple. It seems that his qualifications are higher."

The elders and disciples who were watching the battle were shocked and whispered.

The disciples who were originally not optimistic about Lu Changsheng realized that something was wrong.
To be continued...