The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 609 Li Hao's Dao Source Immortal Seal (Part 2 Combined)

A cold wind swept through the air, and silence fell over the area outside Suzhou.

The patriarchs of various aristocratic families, including those from the Jiang, Su, and Lin families, all had complex expressions and were speechless.

Should we blame Lin Zhexuan? After all, the other party's realm was higher than his, and she possessed the legendary Dao Source Immortal Seal. Lin Zhexuan was already monstrous enough, but that woman in black veils was even more terrifying.

However, the price of this failure is unbearable!
Without Lin Zhexuan, who else can stop us? If the human race suffers a crushing defeat in this first challenge, the morale of the demon realm will soar to an unimaginable degree, and the human race will decline to an unbearable state. They might even be unable to recover, and many humans might try to escape the Northern Region. When the news spreads, the morale of the army will collapse!

Everyone's heart was clenching and contracting; they felt extremely uncomfortable, yet powerless to do anything about it, experiencing only a desperate and painful feeling.

The countless immortals in the 36,000 immortal cities fell completely silent because of those three words. Countless faces turned deathly pale at this moment, filled with despair.

Lin Jinrou opened her mouth slightly, her eyes blank. Her invincible brother, who had been like a god in her heart since childhood, had actually lost.

He actually...could bow his head and admit defeat.

Su Muqing stared blankly at the scene. She knew Lin Zhexuan; he had already done his best. Apart from not burning his primordial spirit and taking medicine, he had performed at his strongest.

However, the opponent was even stronger, ridiculously stronger.

A sudden sadness welled up in her heart, and she hated her own powerlessness. If she hadn't been defeated earlier and had managed to fight the woman in black veils, she could have burned her true blood and, even at the cost of her own life, severely injured her opponent. In that case, she might have created an opportunity for Lin Zhexuan to defeat her, or even kill this demon prodigy, and then sweep aside the other demon prodigies to win this sparring match.

In this way, the lives of countless people in the Northern Region can be saved, which has a great impact.

Amidst an atmosphere of sorrow and despair, within the dojo, Lin Zhexuan gazed deeply at the black-veiled demoness opposite him and said:
"what's your name?"

"Black Princess".

The woman in black veil had cold eyes. Although she hadn't managed to kill Lin Zhexuan, this battle had earned her some respect for this human prodigy.

Lin Zhexuan nodded. "I'll remember you. Next time we fight, the result will definitely not be the same as today."

After saying that, he seemed to feel that such harsh words were a bit beneath him. Although he felt that he had spoken the truth, it was still unbecoming of him. He turned around and left the dojo, returning to the Lin family.

Seeing the looks in the eyes of the Lin family members, Lin Zhexuan immediately thought of Su Muqing and turned to look at the Su family.

Then I saw that Su Muqing's eyes were filled with sorrow and grief.

Their eyes met, and Su Muqing's sorrow subsided slightly as she gave him a comforting smile.

Although she knew her smile looked awkward, she knew that Lin Zhexuan had done his best and that she was also a loser, so why should she blame him?

Lin Zhexuan felt a warmth in his heart and gave her an apologetic look. Then he looked around and saw the complicated and desperate eyes of the patriarchs of various aristocratic families, as well as the Jiang family and other major clans. He felt a little uncomfortable.

If we win this battle, our fame will surely spread throughout the Northern Region, known to both humans and demons.

But... he really did his best.

Aside from not being able to burn his primordial spirit or take any divine medicine that would damage his foundation, he had already used his strongest abilities.

It's just that the opponent is stronger, even more willing to sacrifice, and burned his primordial spirit in order to kill him and prevent him from admitting defeat.

"Sorry, Grandpa."

Lin Zhexuan looked at Lin Daogong, bowed slightly, and apologized, saying, "Your grandson is incompetent."

Lin Daogong hadn't expected Lin Zhexuan to lose. His eyes were filled with complex emotions and a sense of desolation. When he apologized to Lin Zhexuan, his eyes were bitter as he said:

"Your Dao heart wasn't damaged in your first defeat, was it?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhexuan raised his head, his eyes remaining calm, and said, "No, although it is my first defeat, losing to Daoyuan Immortal Seal is not unjust. However, once I condense the Chaos Law, I will definitely be able to catch up!"

If the ultimate realm of the True Immortal is the Nine Flowers and Nine Orders Immortal Seal, then the ultimate realm of the Immortal Monarch is the Law of Chaos!

The laws mastered by the Immortal Lord realm are condensed from the origin of the Great Dao. The Nine Flowers and Nine Seals Immortal Seal can give rise to all the myriad paths in the world, thus enabling one to master the fundamental laws of all paths.

But the true law of killing enemies only requires one method, only one move!
Therefore, the merging and mutation of laws are the watershed between the strength of Immortal Lords.

Like the black-veiled enchantress Hei Ji, whose previous Eternal Night Law and Darkness Law were composed of the laws of time and space, earth, and darkness, surpassing the power of a single law. Its strength even exceeded the five original laws other than the original laws of time and space, as well as the original law of form control.

Moreover, his mastery of the law is quite high, reaching the seventh level of the Origin Realm, the same as the level of the mutated law mastered by Lin Zhexuan.

In this state where all the laws of mutation are at the seventh level, only Su Muqing's seventh-level Time Origin Law can resist and suppress them. However, Su Muqing's primordial spirit is different from theirs. The opponent can choose to attack from the primordial spirit level first, just like the nightmare ability of that demon prodigy before, which can create an opportunity to kill Su Muqing.

As for the Law of Chaos, it is the strongest law in legend, which integrates all the laws of the world.

It can suppress time, space, the nine orders, and all other laws that change or merge!
Hearing Lin Zhexuan's words, Lin Daogong felt a little more comforted in his sorrowful heart. Although they had lost this battle, at least Su Muqing and Lin Zhexuan were not dead. These two top human geniuses were still alive and could both step into the realm of half-step emperor in the future. As for whether they could become emperors, that would depend on other opportunities.

Such talent only grants a glimpse into the threshold of becoming an emperor, while countless peerless geniuses in the world cannot even reach that threshold.

"It's good that my Dao heart wasn't damaged, and it's good that I survived."

Lin Daogong offered a bittersweet consolation.

Lin Zhexuan nodded slightly. His Dao heart was extremely strong, reaching the third realm of Eternity, and his Dao heart had nine resonances, so it would not be easily damaged.

Although he was filled with regret over this defeat, he knew that for the sake of the bigger picture, his own survival was more important.

"Gentlemen, we have been defeated this time, but as long as we are alive, there is still hope. We will come back to fight again in the future!"

Seeing the ashen faces of the crowd around him, Lin Zhexuan couldn't help but speak loudly.

He said this to encourage everyone. Even he had lost, so this year's competition was bound to be a complete failure, but at least there was still a future.

However, apart from the Lin family members whose expressions softened, the other family patriarchs looked grim.

"Lin Zhexuan, you're not much different from that vixen, why don't you fight her to the death?!"

"That's right, everyone else risked their lives, but you didn't even ignite your primordial spirit, nor did you use any divine medicine. Is it because your Lin family doesn't have any? If not, I'll give them to you!"

"You've already lost, who can defeat you? Everyone was hoping you would win, but you..."

The patriarchs of various aristocratic families were all indignant, and they had all prepared to send their family's top talents to fight to the death.

However, the three demons who appeared earlier were far too weak compared to their prodigy. They were instantly annihilated and could not even harm the demon prodigy. They were simply throwing their lives away, which is why there was no sound.

If they had the chance to fight to the death, they would definitely whip their prodigies and fight them to the bitter end!
Even if it means the destruction of one's primordial spirit, it is worth it!

Before they arrived, they used a domain artifact to preserve a trace of the primordial spirit of the clan's prodigy, allowing him to be reborn into the clan and honored as a meritorious member. His parents' status would also be elevated, and they would be vigorously cultivated in the next life.

Hearing the angry shouts and questions, Lin Zhexuan frowned slightly, while the Lin family members turned pale. They then looked over in shock and anger, glaring at the patriarchs of the aristocratic families with a sense of shared hatred.

Lin Daogong's expression changed slightly. He knew all too well that Lin Zhexuan's failure to burn his primordial spirit meant he hadn't truly "tried his best." But he also knew that if Lin Zhexuan had burned his primordial spirit, it would only be a gamble on the demoness's self-preservation of her foundation, giving her a slim chance of winning.

However, the demoness was willing to burn her primordial spirit power first in order to kill Lin Zhexuan, which shows that even if Lin Zhexuan exhausted everything, he might not be able to win.

Before he could explain, Lin Zhexuan spoke, his face grim and his voice icy:
"Burning your primordial spirit and consuming divine medicine—you all make it sound so easy!"

"If I burn my primordial spirit, won't the opponent also burn their primordial spirit? Doesn't the opponent have any magical potions?"

He glared coldly, showing no fear or courtesy whatsoever towards these patriarchs of powerful families at the Immortal King realm, and said:

"If you are truly angry, you should strive to raise your own children to be pillars of society, instead of criticizing me for not trying my best!"

"you!"

"You've gone too far. All the resources are in the hands of your Lin family. We might want them, but haven't you taken all those rare treasures and forbidden areas?"

"Lin Zhexuan, how could you say such a thing? Even if the other party sacrifices their primordial spirit and takes divine medicine with you, you will be injured, and they will also be injured. At least they won't win so easily!"

If it were the former, the patriarchs of the various families would be angry but could barely accept it. However, Lin Zhexuan's reprimanding words made them like cats whose tails had been stepped on, and they all flew into a rage.

"Which treasures from sacred sites and divine mountains hasn't your Lin family seized? And yet, while the Jiang and Su families have already fought to the point of burning their primordial spirits, you're so nonchalant, admitting defeat just like that!"

"If you protect yourself like this, how will you shoulder the responsibility of our human race if danger arises in the future!"

The voices of anger grew louder and louder.

Lin Daogong's expression changed slightly, realizing that Lin Zhexuan had gone too far, especially since the other side had just admitted defeat. The human race had suffered a crushing defeat and had no hope of winning, and their morale was low, which would only further provoke them.

"I was putting the bigger picture first, but in your eyes, I'm a coward?!"

Upon hearing these angry rebukes, Lin Zhexuan's expression changed, and he clenched his fist in shock and anger.

Lin Daogong's figure flickered, blocking Lin Zhexuan's way and preventing him from speaking again. He exuded the aura of a half-step emperor, enveloping the heavens and earth. The imperial might contained within him immediately caused the patriarchs of various families to change their expressions slightly, looking at him with shock and anger.

"Everyone, Zhe Xuan is doing this to protect the future, not out of fear of death. A prodigy like Jiang Xuming has already fallen. Are you all going to just watch Zhe Xuan fall as well? That would certainly be an honorable defeat, but what about the future? What will we use to fight for the future?"

Lin Daogong's eyes were deep, and he spoke in a heavy voice.

Upon hearing his words, the expressions of the patriarchs of the various families changed. They had expected him to be arrogant, but this soft and tactful explanation calmed their anger considerably.

After all, the latter is a half-step Emperor level expert, and the Lin family still has a sleeping Great Emperor. If it really comes down to fists, why be so polite to them?

Moreover, thinking of Jiang Xuming's tragic death, it is heartbreaking that such a talented person would perish at such a young age.

For a moment, silence fell over the air once again.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The middle-aged man in the purple robe clapped his hands, and under the pressure of this desperate situation, they almost broke into internal strife, blaming each other like dogs fighting.

He had thought these humans were very united after hearing those waves of orderly and encouraging shouts.

However, although he had enjoyed the show and found it amusing, he wasn't in a particularly good mood.

Neither Su Muqing nor Lin Zhexuan were able to kill them, and the previous battles showed that these two were indeed terrifyingly powerful beings who would surely become a great threat in the future.

"They're right, Lin family boy. With such outstanding talent, how can you admit defeat so easily? If you disregard everything, Hei Ji might not be willing to play along. She might even let you have a go. After all, she is a Dao Source Immortal Seal. Why would she really risk her life for a kid like you?"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe smiled and said, his words intended to stir up trouble.

Lin Zhexuan's eyes turned cold as he stared at him, but he didn't say anything.

The other aristocratic patriarchs weren't stupid either. Although the purple-robed middle-aged man's words struck a chord with them, it was fine for them to think that way, but for a demon to say such things made their intention to provoke trouble too obvious. Instead, they all glared angrily at the purple-robed middle-aged man.

Seeing that his provocation had failed, the middle-aged man in purple robes raised an eyebrow, his mood worsening. He sneered and said:
"Stop glaring at me. Now, let's see who gets sent to die."

Upon hearing his words, the anger in the eyes of the patriarchs of various powerful families immediately dissipated, and their faces turned ugly.

Not only them, but Su Zhenyuan and Jiang Qiuyu also had gloomy expressions. Lin Zhexuan had already lost, so who else could fight?
Everything was prepared beforehand, with the intention of winning at all costs, but now... even with all-out effort, the gap is there, and we're still going to lose.

Just like if you push a mortal too far, they won't be able to fly.

The scene fell silent. The prodigies of each family clenched their fists, their faces filled with humiliation and indignation. But the woman in the black veil in the arena was far inferior to them. Even if they went up and launched a desperate, suicidal attack, they probably wouldn't be able to harm or threaten her.

"I never imagined that something like this would actually happen..."

Su Zhenyuan transmitted his voice, but his tone was extremely bitter.

Jiang Qiuyu looked distressed. They had considered the possibility that Lin Zhexuan had lost, and it was extremely low. But even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, they still came up with a second strategy.

After all, as the backbone of the human race, how could they possibly put all their eggs in one basket when making strategic plans?
However, if the second strategy is chosen, then Jiang Xuming's death... would have been in vain, utterly meaningless!
If one had to pinpoint its significance, it would probably be to let the world know that there is still a human prodigy like Jiang Xuming.

However, how long it will be remembered, whether its name will be passed down for a hundred or a thousand years, remains to be seen.

"Let the suicide squad fill the remaining spots."

Lin Daogong glanced at Jiang Qiuyu, a hint of apology in his eyes, and said in a low voice.

Su Zhenyuan nodded slightly, and seeing that Jiang Qiuyu remained silent, he took it as her consent.

Since we can't win, we might as well send someone to fill the gaps and let the demons kill them. That way, we can preserve the fighting strength of the other geniuses.

The demons' overwhelming power forced them to abandon the first sparring tournament and send them out of the immortal city.

After all, we can't afford to lose both our wife and our army.

As Su Zhenyuan made his decision, the middle-aged man in purple robes noticed that the human race had not made any move for a long time. He seemed to have guessed something, raised his hand and tore open the boundary, and he extracted figures from it and arranged them in a row.

These figures were bound by powerful forces, chained together, with disheveled hair, and some were covered in blood.

"Brother Zhe!"

"Q!"

"Blue Brocade!"

Upon seeing these figures, the previously silent crowd suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Despite their disheveled appearance and scarred faces, the people recognized them.

These are all geniuses of the human race from thousands of years ago, some even from ten thousand years ago. At the same time, they are also the top prodigies in various families!
Having achieved mastery in their cultivation, they went to the border battlefield to lead the celestial army in fighting against demons, only to become prisoners of war.

These were the prisoners of war designated for exchange after discussions during this training and battle.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in purple robes took out all the prisoners of war and displayed them to everyone.

"These are the prisoners of war you specifically requested to be exchanged back. Winning a battle will not only grant you a royal city in my demonic territory, but also a prodigy prisoner of war!"

The middle-aged man in purple robes glanced around, his eyes revealing amusement and a sneer, and said:
"Now, it seems none of you dare to step forward. It's truly disappointing. Is this all the geniuses of the human race are capable of? Are you only able to win one out of 20 battles?"

As he spoke, his expression was somewhat exaggerated, but every word he uttered was like a sharp blade, piercing into the hearts of everyone present.

Of the 20 battles, aside from the one Su Muqing won, it seems she can only win one more.

Lin Zhexuan has already lost, and that black-veiled demoness is still sitting in the dojo. Who can win?
All that's left is to admit defeat.

They had considered the possibility of losing, but they never expected to suffer such a crushing defeat, nineteen to one – they couldn't believe it in their wildest dreams!

"What, are you planning to give up? These are the pride of your human race, the heroic soldiers who fought on your borders. I've brought them right to your doorstep, intending to give them to you. Don't you have the ability to win them back?!"

The purple-robed middle-aged man's words were piercing, plunging the entire Gusu Imperial Star into a deathly silence. Countless people in the 36,000 Immortal Cities clenched their fists, breathing heavily, their blood vessels seemingly doubling in size. They were furious but speechless, left only with anger and sorrow.

The proud warriors of the human race on the frontier, prisoners of war, were sent to their doorsteps, yet they were powerless to win them back. What an irony!
If they couldn't even bring back the elite prisoners of war, then there's no way they could bring back ordinary prisoners of war. Being captured is tantamount to death!
Despair was evident in the eyes of many. They had lived in darkness, knowing that demons surrounded them in the North, but they always believed that there was hope above them, that they were supported by various powerful families, and that there were hidden forces they did not know about!

But now, they've been bullied at their doorstep by demons. Are they just supposed to watch helplessly as their former heroes and warriors are brought to their own doorstep?
Doesn't this mean they've run out of ideas?
They felt their hopes shattered, leaving only despair and sorrow. Many had already considered leaving the Northern Region and escaping from it—even though it was the birthplace of many.

"How disappointing."

The middle-aged man in the purple robe saw those pairs of eyes filled with uncontrollable rage, even bloodshot red, but the smile on his face grew wider and wider.

Anger is good, it's best if it gets out of control.

"Besides this Lin family brat, is there no one else who can take the field? Is this the number one person of your Northern Region human race?"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe said sarcastically.

The patriarchs of each family clenched their fists, their auras like a violent, suppressed vortex, ready to erupt at any moment.

But they were speechless, because the Northern Region truly had no more men to spare.

Su Zhenyuan, Jiang Qiuyu, Lin Daogong, and the others looked grim. They saw that among the prisoners of war were their children and former prodigies of their clan.

It's so close!

Can……

With his fists clenched so tightly that his bones cracked, Su Zhenyuan stared at two figures among them. They were Su Muqing and Su Wanqing's older brother and sister, named Su Hanshuang and Su Wenyue respectively. Both were peerless geniuses who had been sent to the border, but now they were covered in wounds and bound by chains.

The other person also saw Su Zhenyuan, saw his father whom he had not seen for a long time, and a relieved smile appeared in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, they slightly opened their mouths, though silently, unable to speak due to the constraints of the power and laws that bound them, their mouths moved in a silent manner:

'Father, we're alright.'

'Father, don't fall for his treacherous scheme.'

Seeing his children's lip movements, Su Zhenyuan felt his heart pounding and bleeding, and his eyes reddened slightly.

He thought again of the question he had asked his wife in the Ming Emperor's Palace: Was he a qualified father?
Does it count?

At that moment, he felt deeply that he was unworthy and had failed as a father!

"Children..." He gritted his teeth, feeling an urge to break the rules and snatch them back, but he knew that if this demon dared to go to such lengths, daring to let that proud woman with the Dao Source Immortal Seal participate in the battle, then the demon emperor behind him must be watching this place closely and would make a move at any time.

At that time, it will be a battle at the level of the Great Emperors. The Jiang family, the Su family, and the Lin family will all be involved. However, he is more aware that the Ancestor is asleep. If he were to be forcibly awakened, it would cause great damage and would also give demons the opportunity to spy on the foundation of the human race.

Therefore, even though his heart was churning with countless emotions, his reason still firmly prevailed, telling him what choice to make.

The choice was incredibly painful, yet reason was both terrifying and so clear!
This is the pain of being the backbone of humanity: to be loyal to the great clan means to betray the small clan, and to be loyal to the small clan means to betray the great clan. It is impossible to have both!

Apart from Su Hanshuang and Su Wenyue, the other prodigies from various clans also took this rare opportunity to speak to their closest relatives, expressing their longing for them. Some even told their relatives not to worry or make sacrifices for them, and bid their final farewell.

Of the twenty people, not one asked for their family's help to save themselves.

This scene filled the air outside Suzhou with a sense of sorrow, and many people had tears in their eyes.

"Brother Han Shuang, Sister Wen Yue!"

Su Muqing, Su Wanqing, and the other women also had tears in their eyes and clenched their fists.

The older brother and sister they had looked up to since childhood appeared before them, disheveled and covered in wounds, yet wearing relieved smiles, which made them feel extremely heartbroken and in pain.

"Lin Yeqiu."

Beside them, Lin Zhexuan and the others also looked at the Lin family's prodigy prisoner of war with complicated expressions.

The opponent was a renowned genius of the Lin family eight thousand years ago, second only to Lin Zhexuan in the present day. Now, however, he was riddled with holes, his prison uniform stained with blood, and chains pierced through his flesh and blood. The special materials and laws suppressed and imprisoned the power within his body.

Lin Yeqiu's hair was disheveled, and his gaze swept over the many Lin family prodigies below, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

While at the border, he heard that the Lin family had produced a prodigy, a talent rarely seen in ten thousand years. Overjoyed, he treated the entire camp to a night of drinking, after which everyone took an antidote to relieve the hangover.

He looked at his father, Lin Daogong, whom he hadn't had a chance to say goodbye to. His face was full of fatigue and paleness, yet he managed a smile.

'At least there's still a chance to see you one last time, old man...'

He opened his mouth, speaking silently, and smiled: "You won't blame me for not having had a chance to be by your side and fulfill my filial duties, will you?"

'Old man, you'll never have the chance to whip me again.'

As he smiled, his eyes gradually reddened, and tears streamed down his face.

'Old man, your son is incompetent and can no longer trouble you…' 'Old man, what you said before… was all right…'

As Lin Daogong gazed at Lin Yeqiu's moving lips and heard those silent final farewells, he felt as if a knife was cutting into his heart, and his whole body ached so much that even the soles of his feet felt cold and twitching.

The child he was most proud of, he always called him "old man," and called him "the rebellious brat"...

His eyes were red and moist. He wanted to speak, but his throat felt dry, and the voice that came out was so trembling and hoarse:

"It was my fault. I shouldn't have sent you to the frontier so early. You've never disappointed me, never!"

His trembling words caused Lin Yeqiu, whose hair was disheveled, to shudder. His moist eyes suddenly broke free, and tears streamed down his face, along with snot. He looked extremely disheveled, and no one could imagine that he had once been a peerless genius with a handsome and refined appearance.

Father...your unfilial son...

Lin Yeqiu was filled with sorrow and no longer addressed the old man as "father," but instead called him "father."

Besides them, among the other prisoners of war were also members of the Jiang family, who were also saying their final goodbyes to Jiang Qiuyu.

They were all within the purple-robed middle-aged man's domain, and they saw clearly what was happening outside, knowing that this was their final farewell.

Although they were sad, they were also grateful that at least they had the chance to say their final goodbyes and express the words they hadn't had a chance to say.

The middle-aged man in purple robes turned grim upon seeing this scene. He could read lips, of course. He had brought these prisoners of war out to ask their families for help and request their release, but not a single one of them did!
These damned bastards… A ruthless glint appeared in his eyes, but now was not the time to torture them to death.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man in purple robes suddenly raised his hand, and a force swept out, many blade-like forces strangling the prisoners of war and interrupting their farewell.

Wounds appeared on Su Hanshuang, Lin Yeqiu, and the others, tearing their clothes into strips and soaking them in blood.

The female prisoners of war, including Su Wenyue, were in an even worse state. In addition to their injuries, their clothes had been cut off, leaving them naked under countless gazes.

"you!"

Su Zhenyuan's blood boiled, his eyes almost spitting fire, and he instantly made his move, unleashing a surge of power.

At this moment, his reason was finally replaced by anger, and he directly attacked the middle-aged man in purple robes.

The middle-aged man in purple robes seemed to have expected this, and with a cold smile, he unleashed his aura to block Su Zhenyuan's attack.

Su Zhenyuan roared, his half-step Emperor-level aura enveloping everything. A powerful force swept out, condensing into two immortal shields that stood guard in front of Su Hanshuang and Su Wenyue.

Taking advantage of the moment, the middle-aged man in purple robes unleashed a jet-black claw mark containing terrifying destructive power, tearing a chunk of flesh from the inside of Su Zhenyuan's arm.

Su Zhenyuan stepped forward, intending to attack again, but the golden-eyed man beside him also released his aura and said coldly:
"What, planning to break the rules?"

Su Zhenyuan gritted his teeth and forced himself to endure it. Looking at his children covered by the immortal shield, he felt a little better.

"Ha, getting desperate already? We demons have plenty of interrogation methods, what's this?"

The middle-aged man in purple robes chuckled, seemingly unconcerned about continuing to provoke Su Zhenyuan and the others.

However, observing their expressions, and seeing that Jiang Qiuyu and Lin Daogong were about to lose control, he smiled faintly and said:
"Don't say we didn't give you a chance. We brought the person here, and you couldn't redeem him. That's not our fault. However, I can consider giving you another chance."

His eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of cunning and a deep-seated, chilling killing intent flashing within them. "I allow those of you who have lost to fight again. This Lin family brat is your strongest, isn't he? Even if he made a mistake just now, we can give him another chance to fight!"

He smiled and said, "As long as we win, the bet still stands."

Upon hearing his words, Lin Zhexuan's expression changed slightly, not expecting the focus to shift to him again.

A second battle? How could that be? The outcome would be the same.

Moreover, the other side's actions, using prisoners of war to provoke them, and now saying these words, clearly indicate that they want to use the opportunity of another battle to get that Black Princess to kill him!

Their intentions are obvious to everyone.

Upon hearing this, the gazes of the patriarchs of various aristocratic families all fell upon Lin Zhexuan, their eyes revealing anger, yet also a complex mix of emotions.

They were indeed angry that the other party hadn't burned his primordial spirit and had easily admitted defeat, but the behavior and intentions of this middle-aged man in purple robes were too obvious!

Although they were filled with grief and indignation, they were, after all, people who had lived for tens of thousands of years. How could they be completely influenced and controlled by their emotions? The other party was clearly targeting the human race's prodigy and wanted to eliminate a potential threat like Lin Zhexuan!

Therefore, this time, they did not urge Lin Zhexuan to fight again.

They can have their own internal debates, but if the demons want to use them for evil, then they must unite against a common enemy.

It is precisely because of this that the Northern Region's human race has been able to persevere for so many years without being devoured by demons.

"Since I admit defeat, I will not make another move. If you have the ability, you can send her to fight me again a thousand years from now!"

Lin Zhexuan said with a cold face.

The middle-aged man in purple robes sneered. A thousand years from now, there will be plans for the future. How could he allow the other party to live a thousand years from now?

"Are you so scared that you don't dare to fight again?"

The middle-aged man in purple robes said calmly, "If you can win, one game will be worth ten, and you can redeem ten of them. Do you dare to fight?"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere at the scene immediately changed.

Ten people were redeemed in one battle?

Although they knew the purple-robed middle-aged man's intentions, they couldn't help but be somewhat tempted.

Lin Zhexuan's face was gloomy. This put him in the eye of the storm. If he backed down, even if some people present could understand, could the countless ordinary immortals of the 36,000 immortal cities understand?

He looked up at Lin Daogong. If he refused, his reputation would suffer, but if others intervened to stop him, it would reduce the impact on him.

However, Lin Daogong's feelings at this moment were extremely complicated.

With his most prized and beloved child right in front of him, how could he possibly say something to make Lin Zhexuan refuse to participate in the war?

'Father, don't let him agree, please don't let him agree...'

Lin Yeqiu hurriedly tried to speak, but no sound came out; only his lips could be understood.

Lin Daogong felt conflicted and didn't even dare to look the other person in the eye, clenching his fists.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Does Lin Zhexuan really not dare to accept the challenge?"

"One round for ten players, even if it means giving it our all, we have to go for it!"

"Is it really impossible to win, and there's absolutely no way to win?"

In the 36,000 immortal cities, countless people became anxious. Although they knew that Lin Zhexuan was very important, the twenty captured geniuses were all famous former geniuses. Exchanging ten of them would be enough to replace one Lin Zhexuan, right?

Lin Zhexuan's face was gloomy, and he remained silent for a long time.

Beside him, the prodigies from the Su and Jiang families also looked at him. Although they knew it was the purple-robed middle-aged man's scheme, they couldn't help but feel disappointed to see that he, the number one in his realm, lacked the courage and fighting spirit to fight back under such aggressive pressure.

Su Muqing walked up to Lin Zhexuan and whispered:

"Are you really not confident?"

Lin Zhexuan was slightly shocked. He never expected that Su Muqing, who had grown up with him since childhood, would ask him a question that put him in a difficult position.

His face was somewhat grim, and he said in a low voice, "The other side's trick is so obvious, can't you see it?"

Su Muqing could naturally see it, and she whispered, "But... as long as you can win, you can rescue them all, all of them!"

Lin Zhexuan felt a headache coming on. His defeat, coupled with being thrust into the spotlight, made him somewhat annoyed, and his tone became impatient as he said:
"Of course I know, but can't you see that demoness's strength? To win, I'd have to risk my life, and even then, I'd only have a 50% chance!"

Su Muqing naturally understood this, but it was precisely because she understood that she had some indescribable feelings, such as disappointment, sadness, or perhaps she couldn't bear to force the other party, nor could she bear to let the other party really risk their life... But in the end, something seemed to be slowly fading away.

"Half a hope..."

Her lips twitched slightly, but she ultimately didn't speak, because she wanted to say that even a 50% chance was enough to warrant giving it her all, given how incredibly high the stakes were.

She looked up at the many prisoners of war on the black warship, mainly Su Hanshuang and Su Wenyue.

Especially Sister Wen Yue, who used to hold me when I was little, often brought me food, and would hold my hand and play with me in the yard...

As she looked up, Su Wenyue also looked down and saw her former little sister. They only shared the same father but not the same mother, but she was very fond of her little sister.

Seeing the look in Su Muqing's eyes, Su Wenyue shook her head slightly and silently said, "Don't be foolish. This demon is deliberately sending you here to your deaths."

"Sister Wenyue..."

Su Muqing's eyes flickered slightly as she gazed at the other person, her expression gradually becoming serious.

Finally, she took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said, "You said anyone who was defeated before is fine, right? Then I'll go!"

She walked past Lin Zhexuan, her face filled with unwavering determination and a death-defying spirit.

Hearing Su Muqing's words, everyone was shocked. Su Zhenyuan was the first to react, and he hurriedly shouted angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of here!"

"Are you crazy?!"

Lin Zhexuan also realized what was happening and grabbed Su Muqing's arm to pull her back, but Su Muqing broke free.

"Even if you take the divine medicine and burn your primordial spirit, you still won't be a match for her. The gap between you is too big. Don't be impulsive, okay?!"

He said, somewhat annoyed.

Su Muqing pursed her lips slightly but did not reply. She only said, "I want to try."

Are you willing to risk your life?

Lin Zhexuan was filled with rage and shouted angrily.

This was the first time in his life that he had so angrily rebuked Su Muqing, and the first time he had felt that she was so unreasonable and immature.

Su Muqing didn't say anything more. Of course, she wasn't acting on impulse, but she was indeed planning to risk her life and she felt that she had a chance to win!

Only she herself knew that there was another power hidden within her, which grew stronger and stronger as her cultivation level increased, and she gradually felt that power more and more.

However, she dared not touch that power.

She didn't know what was going to happen, but she had a hunch that once that power was unleashed, perhaps... she would die!
From childhood to adulthood, her intuition has helped her turn bad luck into good and overcome many hardships; she has great faith in that feeling.

But now… she felt she should give it a try. Even if she died, if she could bring back Sister Wen Yue, bring back many prisoners of war, and kill one of the enemy's super geniuses with the Dao Source Immortal Seal, and then kill the other geniuses as well, the morale of the human race would surely soar, and the morale of the demon realm would definitely suffer a blow… With so many benefits, why not exchange her life for them?!

"Oh?"

Upon hearing Su Muqing's words, the middle-aged man in the purple robe raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes flickered, and he smiled calmly:
"If you want to come, of course you can."

Although his main target was Lin Zhexuan, the Lin family brat seemed determined not to fight, and all his provocations were useless. Now, he decided to settle for second best and kill Su Muqing.

"Mu Qing!"

Su Zhenyuan's figure blurred as he stood in front of Su Muqing, exclaiming in shock and anger:

"What nonsense are you talking about? You're a far cry from Zhe Xuan. Even if he burned his primordial spirit, he might not be able to defeat you, let alone you!"

Lin Zhexuan rushed up to Su Muqing at this moment. Seeing that she hadn't listened to him, he felt a surge of anger and said:

"Listen to your uncle and get out of here immediately."

Su Muqing looked up at her father and said, "Father, I'm confident that I can go into battle. I still have trump cards up my sleeve, and I'm sure that once I use them, I can win this battle!"

She spoke with utmost seriousness and certainty.

Su Zhenyuan was stunned.

He understood Su Muqing; she wouldn't be so impulsive as to lose her mind. This meant that it was indeed possible that she had other cards up her sleeve that he didn't know about.

However, if such a trump card truly existed, it should have been used earlier, unless it came at a great cost.

"What's the price?"

He asked intently.

Su Muqing glanced at him but did not answer.

Su Zhenyuan's heart trembled violently. He had already understood the price the other party was willing to pay. Was this... a plan to exchange himself for victory in this sparring battle?
His breathing suddenly became rapid, and he felt a tightness in his chest, unable to speak for a moment.

His damned rationality instantly conjured up all sorts of thoughts, including how much benefit Su Muqing would bring to the human race if she could truly win, but... the downside would be losing Su Muqing!

He gritted his teeth, his eyes reddening. As a father, even with the cultivation of a half-step emperor, he was at a loss for what to do at this moment.

If I refuse... but Su Hanshuang and Su Wenyue are also my children!

The imposing body of this pillar of humanity trembled slightly, as if he were standing in the frost of winter.

Beside him, Lin Zhexuan was also stunned. Looking at Su Muqing's calm yet resolute face, he suddenly fell silent.

Having grown up together, he knew the other person's character, and the other person was not lying.

but……

He stood there, shrouded in shadow, his expression obscured, and he made no reaction.

Su Muqing looked at the two men who stood in her way before her death, both frozen in place like stone statues. She glanced at her father in front of her, looking at his face full of complex emotions and grief, her eyes softening.

Although her father's reaction provided an answer, she didn't blame him.

Her gaze swept over the young man beside her, and seeing his downcast face, which seemed to avoid her, she understood his answer.

A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Father, I am very happy to be your daughter. If there is an afterlife, I hope to be reborn into the Su family again."

Su Muqing whispered, walked past Su Zhenyuan's burly body, and headed forward.

She continued speaking softly, "Brother Zhexuan, thank you for your companionship since childhood. I cherish all the flowers you gave me. My courtyard is called Zhexian Courtyard, named after your name. You should understand my feelings..."

Lin Zhexuan's body trembled slightly, as if he had been shaken.

"Trust me, I will bring them all back!"

Su Muqing looked up, a smile appearing on her face, and her gaze gradually hardening like a rock.

Her slender, petite figure passed by the two men who had sheltered her from the wind and rain since childhood, and walked towards the Demon Ancestor's dojo from fifty thousand years ago.

It carries a sense of resolute determination, along with a desolate, lonely, and tragic grandeur.

But soon, she stopped in her tracks.

To her astonishment, she saw a figure walk ahead of her, step onto the Demon Ancestor's dojo, and stand within it.

It was... Li Hao.

The other party did not try to pull her or stop her again, but instead entered the Demon Ancestor's dojo before her.

Then, the young man's voice, calm yet revealing an undeniable composure, slowly emanated from the Demon Ancestor's dojo:
"I'll take on this battle."

The words were the same as before, but with an unprecedented calmness and resolve.

Not only Su Muqing was stunned, but everyone else was also stunned. Su Zhenyuan, Lin Zhexuan, including Jiang Qiuyu, Lin Daogong, and the patriarchs of various families, all stared in astonishment at the young man in the dojo.

Faced with the black-veiled enchantress who defeated Lin Zhexuan, how could anyone dare to go up and court death?

If it were Su Muqing, she might have a tiny chance, even if she paid any price, but... who is this person?
"Are you crazy?!"

After a moment of stunned silence, Su Muqing suddenly realized what was happening and rushed towards the Demon Ancestor's dojo, uttering the words that Lin Zhexuan had subconsciously said when he tried to stop her.

On the other side, Su Wanqing also realized what was happening and rushed to the edge of the Demon Ancestor's dojo, anxiously saying:
"Haotian, come out now, or you'll die!"

Her words reached the ears of Su Muqing, who was passing by, and the latter trembled slightly.

Soon, Su Muqing rushed into the dojo and came to Li Hao's side.

"Get out!"

Su Muqing grabbed Li Hao's arm and angrily rebuked him, then tried to throw him away.

But a surge of immortal power prevented her from shaking Li Hao's body.

Su Muqing was surprised and paused for a moment.

Then she saw Li Hao turn his head, and the boy's eyes, which she had once loathed and despised, fell on her face.

There was calmness in those eyes, and deep-seated emotions, but no lust or greed.

For the first time, Su Muqing discovered that the boy's eyes were so beautiful and exceptionally captivating.

How could I have ever thought my eyes were ugly before?

Such a thought crossed her mind, but it vanished in an instant; the situation at hand did not allow her to dwell on it.

However, before she could speak again, she stopped herself from saying anything more.

Because the boy exuded a powerful and majestic aura, as if a terrifying immortal force was constantly gushing out from the depths of the ocean.

As this immortal power was released, an immortal seal emerged from the deep sea...

It gradually emerged from the flesh and blood on the boy's forehead.

One after another, primordial phenomena appeared: time, space, form, control, the five paths... the nine orders of origin...

However, that immortal seal did not have the exquisite nine primordial flowers; instead, it was a unified whole, with the nine elements returning to one.

That is the Dao Source Immortal Seal!!!
At this moment, Su Muqing was stunned.

Her hand, which was gripping Li Hao's arm, froze in place. Her red lips parted slightly, and the girl's face was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

In the distance, Su Zhenyuan, who had just realized what was happening and was about to take Li Hao out of the dojo, also stopped, a look of shock appearing in his eyes.

Apart from him, everyone else also saw the dazzling light emanating from the boy's forehead, which was constantly burning brighter and unparalleled in the world, as if illuminating the entire city of Suzhou.

Countless gazes were stunned and bewildered.

(End of this chapter)