deltrittennovels Chapter 607 The Holy Son of the Tai Xuan Holy Land
Chapter 607 The Holy Son of the Tai Xuan Holy Land
In order to cultivate this future emperor, the Ziwei Holy Land has gone all out, exhausting the foundation of the sect accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years.
The entire Ziwei Holy Land is united in its dream of having two emperors and ruling the entire universe.
However, reality gave them a resounding slap in the face.
That cultivator who enjoyed countless resources from the Ziwei Holy Land was not the legendary Chaos Holy Body at all!
He's nothing but a cunning and audacious conman who's skilled in unorthodox methods!
He somehow obtained a fragmented secret technique at the quasi-emperor level that had long been lost. Using the essence blood of some extremely rare ancient beast and several rare treasures that obscured the secrets of heaven, he forcibly created a trace of seemingly chaotic origin aura within his body.
At the time, the elders of the Ziwei Holy Land were blinded by the reputation of the Chaos Holy Body. They merely used conventional detection methods to examine the body and believed it to be true, thus falling into this shocking deception.
Unfortunately, the truth will eventually come out.
As the cultivator's cultivation level continued to improve, the Ziwei Holy Land consumed more and more resources, but the cultivator was unable to demonstrate the overwhelming combat power that the Chaos Holy Body should have, and even almost revealed a flaw in a sparring match with a fellow disciple.
The cultivator knew that his disguise was about to collapse, and once the higher-ups of the Holy Land saw through it, he would surely suffer a fate worse than death.
So, taking advantage of the Ziwei Holy Land's lax defenses, he absconded with the last few of the most precious treasures from the Holy Land's treasury and fled the Ziwei Holy Land overnight!
When the higher-ups of the Ziwei Holy Land discovered the truth and realized that all the resources they had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years had amounted to nothing more than cultivating a complete fraud, the entire Holy Land's leadership was so enraged that they nearly vomited blood. Several patriarchs nearing the end of their lives even suffered a stroke on the spot.
Enraged to the extreme, the Ziwei Holy Land descended into utter madness.
They mobilized the entire star field's power, deployed three quasi-emperor weapons, and, led by the Holy Lord himself, launched a relentless cosmic hunt for the imposter of the Chaos Holy Body.
This manhunt affected more than a dozen star systems and shattered countless uninhabited planets.
In the end, although the Ziwei Holy Land successfully killed the swindler in the starry sky and extracted his soul, the news of this great disgrace spread throughout the entire universe.
The Ziwei Holy Land not only lost a massive amount of resources and was completely devastated, but also became a laughing stock among all the forces in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. After that, it never recovered and gradually withdrew from the ranks of top holy lands.
It is precisely because of this bloody lesson that all the holy lands and ancient families in the universe have become extremely cautious when recruiting geniuses with special physiques.
They all stipulated that when recruiting Holy Bodies, they must use quasi-emperor level testing stones or supreme formations to carefully examine them, in order to prevent repeating the mistakes of the Ziwei Holy Land.
When Lin Hanzhou recalled this infamous "fraud case" that had taken place across the land, he also felt a sense of novelty.
It has to be said that the cultivation world is truly full of talented people; even a conman can manage to deceive such a top-tier power.
"Now that the test has been passed, senior, when may I formally become a disciple of the Tai Xuan Holy Land?"
Lin Hanzhou asked respectfully, his eagerness to become a member of the Holy Land further pleasing the elderly man in fine clothes.
"Hahaha, no need to wait for an auspicious day! As the Holy Lord of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, I can make the decision right now!"
"From this day forward, you will be the sole Holy Son of this generation of the Tai Xuan Holy Land!"
The old man's hammer fell to the resounding hammer, his booming voice echoing throughout the hall, officially confirming Lin Hanzhou's identity.
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"when--!"
A deep, resonant chime suddenly emanated from the heart of the holy site.
That is the Tai Xuan Holy Land's heirloom treasure—the Tai Xuan Zhen Tian Bell.
This bell will only ring when a momentous event occurs in the Holy Land that is enough to change the destiny of the lineage.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The continuous tolling of the bells echoed throughout the entire Tai Xuan Holy Land.
Nine full tolls of the bell rang out like thunder in the ears of every disciple of the Tai Xuan Holy Land.
Nine chimes of the bell, and the Son's position is established!
In an instant, the once peaceful and tranquil Tai Xuan Holy Land was in an uproar.
Countless powerful divine senses intertwined in the air, and countless disciples who were in seclusion, cultivating, or traveling among the mountains and rivers stopped what they were doing and looked in astonishment toward the main peak of the holy land.
In the outer sect area, millions of outer sect disciples are busy like worker bees.
Some people were weeding in the herb garden, while others were sweating profusely in the forge.
The moment they heard the bell, everyone was struck dumb.
"Nine chimes... The position of the Holy Son has been decided?"
"How is that possible! Wasn't Senior Brother Chu Yangtian still in seclusion trying to break through to the Dao-Slaying Realm? Could it be that he has broken through?"
"No, the Holy Land's announcement has already been issued! The new Holy Son's name is—Xiao Yan!"
"Xiao Yan? Who is that? I've never heard of that name in the Holy Land!"
"Could it be a prodigy sent in by some reclusive family? Or perhaps a secret disciple being groomed by the Holy Lord?"
The outer disciples were completely bewildered. In their eyes, the Holy Son was a god in the clouds, but the name of this "god" was too unfamiliar to them.
Inside the gate, however, the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.
Most of the inner disciples have already entered the Dragon Transformation Realm, or even become geniuses at the first or second level of the Immortal Platform Realm.
They were well aware of the factional struggles and talent pool within the Holy Land.
"Xiao Yan? Never heard of him. Could he be a prodigy brought back from the depths of space by those reclusive ancestors?"
"It is said that he did not even participate in the entrance examination, but was directly brought into the Holy Land by Elder Gu, and the Holy Lord personally made the decision."
"This is utterly absurd! We fought tooth and nail in the inner sect, battling tooth and nail for a spot in the Holy Son sequence, only to have it snatched away by a newcomer who appeared out of nowhere?"
Jealousy, confusion, curiosity—a mix of emotions permeated the inner gate.
But more than anything, it was a deep sense of dread.
Just how terrifying is the strength and talent of the one who could make the Holy Lord skip all procedures and directly establish him as the Holy Son?
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At this moment, on a mountain deep within the inner sect of the Tai Xuan Holy Land, raging flames transformed into a golden sea, and a figure as radiant as the sun sat cross-legged in the center of the sea of fire.
That was Chu Yangtian, the number one among the core disciples of the Holy Land, who possessed the "Blazing Sun Divine Body".
He was less than a hundred years old, but his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Sendai Realm, and he was only one step away from becoming a king after severing the Dao.
In the eyes of everyone in the Tai Xuan Holy Land, he was the designated Holy Son and the future successor to the Holy Lord.
However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and two beams of golden light, as solid as metal, shot through the void, turning the boulder below into dust.
"Xiao Yan...the Holy Son?"
Chu Yangtian's voice was hoarse, filled with an intense and overwhelming anger.
He trained diligently for decades to obtain this position, and fought against all his peers without being able to defeat them.
He had assumed that once he broke through to the Dao-Slaying Realm, his master would naturally announce the news.
But now, everything has changed.