Divine Seal: The little princess is vying and fighting to become the Demon Emperor.

Is Chapter 72 fast? It's already very slow.
The Holy Dragon of Light and the Undying Phoenix of the Underworld flew out from their swords, where the ultimate life and death, light and darkness blossomed.

"It's over, we're doomed."

When Gao Yingjie saw the dragon and phoenix fly out, he felt that something terrible was about to happen.

He felt that running away was the wisest choice, but his current position prevented him from doing so. Before Gao Yingjie could make a decision, he felt the scene before him suddenly change.

That was the scene of his brother's death in battle...

What the outside world saw was that Gao Yingjie was stunned and lost his mind after Bai Haochen and Sheng Cai'er's ultimate moves.

"You two, your ultimate moves are too powerful!"

"I have a feeling that Team Leader Gao's condition... doesn't look good. I hope nothing bad will happen to him."

"Who cares? Anyway, we beat Team Leader Gao, so we're going to get some merit points."

The teammates chatted excitedly, each one expressing their joy at the victory.

"We seem to be celebrating too soon. Team Leader Gao is a Templar Knight with a mithril base; he can't possibly lose so easily."

Han Yu was the calmest and most insightful of them all; his understanding of the Knights' Temple was arguably superior to everyone else's.

"Of course, I'm not saying you're not strong enough. It's just that none of us realized the difference in levels. The difference between the fifth and seventh tiers cannot be bridged by either quantity or skills."

"In short, we can't hold Team Leader Gao back for long."

As if to verify Han Yu's words, Gao Yingjie regained his senses as soon as the words were spoken.

He overheard some of what Han Yu said, but readily admitted that he had lost.

"You're right."

"But I still lost."

"Your team is even better than I imagined."

The No. 1 Demon Hunter Team, a class of warriors, never expected that Gao Yingjie would admit defeat so soon after escaping.

Neither Bai Haochen nor Sheng Cai'er, who were responsible for all of this, expected this. After exchanging a glance, they seemed to be saying, "Are we really that amazing?"

"You guys are pretty amazing."

"First, the team's excellent teamwork allowed me to use the Mithril Base Battle Armor, and then they trapped me with another move, forcing me to use all my strength to escape successfully."

"By pushing me to this point, you have already won."

After saying that, Gao Yingjie couldn't help but ask Bai Haochen and Sheng Cai'er about the moves they had just used.

"How did you manage to get back to where you are? Just now, I actually saw some... old acquaintances."

Gao Yingjie ultimately referred to those who had long since died on the battlefield, people he would never see again, as "old friends."

After he asked the question, Bai Haochen paused for a moment, but instead of answering, he asked the question first.

"Team Leader Gao's old acquaintance is no longer with us, is he...?"

"That Dragon and Phoenix Formation of Life and Death is a trapping formation that Cai'er and I jointly set up. This formation can easily trap opponents whose cultivation level is within one level of each other."

"If the difference is more than one level, it won't last long."

"Those who enter this formation will see some long-deceased friends, and unknowingly become immersed in it, unable to wake up."

Bai Haochen was incredibly honest, explaining almost all the characteristics of this move.

"I see."

Gao Yingjie suddenly realized, but a trace of nostalgia remained.

Having fought each other, the two sides had become acquainted through their battle. As they rode together in a carriage to Exorcism Pass, the restless Lin Xin finally asked the questions he had been wanting to ask for a long time.

"Team Leader Gao, you and our regimental commander have known each other for a long time!"

"So, who's stronger among you?"

"It's not that they're about the same, is it? That's why you guys were unwilling to fight just now?"

This series of questions left Gao Yingjie speechless. He tried to brush it off, but the others, except for Feng Jing, were all looking at him expectantly.

Knowing he couldn't refuse any longer, Gao Yingjie could only reply.

"I am not as good as the goddess."

"Her strength is above mine."

Feng Jing coughed repeatedly and quickly emphasized.

"Ahem, let's call me by my new title, Commander Feng."

She tried to change the subject for Gao Yingjie, but it didn't work.

"No way! Team Leader Gao, you can't even beat our commander? How powerful must the commander be?!"

Lin Xin was the one who started the conversation. Lin Xin now realized how much Feng Jing had let them win during the selection process—more than the ocean.

"Team Leader Gao, you are a Templar Knight with a mithril-based battle armor."

This is Han Yu, who understands the Knights' Temple. His Mithril-based battle armor represents such glory for a knight.

"Wow, Sister Feng is amazing! Following Sister Feng was definitely the right decision, much better than following that guy Yang Wenzhao."

This is Chen Ying'er, who speaks with an adorable charm.

……

Gao Yingjie felt as if he had been stabbed several times.

"It's just a mithril-based battle armor. To a god... to Commander Feng, it's nothing special."

Gao Yingjie abruptly changed his words halfway through, and Feng Jing was finally satisfied.

"As far as I know, Commander Feng obtained the Mithril Base Battle Armor not long after he turned eighteen three years ago."

"He is the youngest recipient of the Mithril Base Battle Armor in the history of the Alliance."

"Wait a minute, be more precise, it hasn't even been three years yet, I haven't even turned twenty-one!"

When Feng Jing corrected him, he couldn't help but sigh at his own naivety.

Before she turned ten, she liked to say her age using the traditional Chinese age reckoning method, saying she was six as soon as she turned five. Now, however, she prefers to say round numbers; as long as she hasn't turned twenty-one, she's still twenty.

"An eighteen-year-old Templar Knight, and a Templar Knight with mithril-based battle armor!"

Han Yu looked at Feng Jing in astonishment. This talent was so amazing it made him want to cry. How could someone be so incredible?

"It's okay, Han Yu. Even though you can't reach eighteen, you can still try to do it before you're twenty-five. You'll still be amazing!"

Feng Jing patted Han Yu, who was the same age as her, and encouraged him.

Before she broke the record, the youngest person to obtain the Mithril Base Armor was already nearly thirty years old, so Han Yu still had a chance to get second place.

"Then I'll take your kind words, Commander."

When Han Yu agreed to this, he also set this as his goal.

They marveled at Feng Jing's prowess and the speed of his cultivation. Little did they know, Feng Jing was also suffering inside!
"It's already pretty slow to be at the seventh rank, isn't it?"

"I am a child of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Clan. Our clan members are all terrifying beings who are born at the seventh rank and reach the eighth rank upon adulthood."

"I am already very weak and very slow."

Thinking of A Bao, who will reach level eight after adulthood, and Feng Jing, who is still stuck at level seven, I am so envious that I almost shed tears.

But there's no other way; this is the price for forcibly reviving Bai Lingxuan. Her cultivation speed will be much slower, almost halved.

Moreover, each major breakthrough is extremely difficult.

That's why Feng Jing has a love-hate relationship with breakthroughs.

(End of this chapter)