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"How embarrassing... haha... I never thought I’d see the day when you’d be in such a sorry state."

In the center of the Four Holy Palace, that familiar mocking voice made Zhang Zhiyun, who had narrowly escaped death, frown deeply.

He didn’t know what means the other party had used that allowed his body, which had already separated from the Ancient Demon, to continue living, but their taunting attitude was truly irritating to him.

"Am I that funny to you?"

"Very funny..." Zhang Xiaoyun, who was normally lively and enthusiastic, was now laughing harmlessly, clapping her hands like a child, and said, "Zhang Zhiyun, the legitimate successor of the Heavenly Master Mansion, has been the face of the Zhang Family from the beginning; to maintain this facade, they even made numerous preparations for you in the White Tiger Palace. And you end up losing to a little kid who’s only been learning for five years? "

"If I’m inferior in skill, I have nothing to say.

.." Zhang Zhiyun turned his head and found that feeling separated from his body made his mind seem much clearer than before, and the bloodthirsty negative emotions had receded a lot.

Aside from being unable to move, he felt an unprecedented sense of lightness. What was going on?

"Inferior in skill, huh... how noble of you. Does this frankness conceal your incompetence?" Zhang Xiaoyun said coldly.

"There’s no denying my incompetence, but whether you have any ability remains to be seen.

.." Zhang Zhiyun snorted when he heard this, "You are the leader of the Four Saints; if you lose, when it’s time to activate that thing, it will probably be more troublesome than my loss at the White Tiger Palace, right? "

"Me, lose?" Zhang Xiaoyun was startled at first, then laughed uproariously, "You must be joking?"

"Nothing is impossible..." Zhang Zhiyun said indifferently, "Chen Ying’s capabilities haven’t been fully revealed yet. In this era, the art of Formation can create endless possibilities. Why couldn’t you lose?"

"Alright, alright..." Zhang Xiaoyun laughed even more joyously, "I am looking forward to it... this sort of thing..."

As soon as her voice faded, the big screen announced the result of the second contest: in the match at the Vermilion Bird Palace, Yunke’er faced Mister Ziyue and was quickly defeated.

This result didn’t surprise anyone. After all, Mister Ziyue was the leader of all the magicians in Jiangnan. If even a young disciple of a few years had to exert effort, that would really be interesting.

Some might question whether the little girl was holding back, but what of it?

The people of Jiangnan have reached this position through their own skills. Whether or not they hold back, what does it have to do with you? If you don’t hold back, why don’t you fight your way in...

Therefore, compared to the shocking reversal of the first contest, the second contest’s uneventfulness left people somewhat unable to react before the third match was announced to start.

The initial surprise also woke everyone up for the start of the third match.

The contests of the Four Holy Palace exuded something strange; the Yundu Heavenly Master Mansion clearly already had the absolute upper hand, with tens of thousands of the Four Holy Guard, and hidden Ghost King Level experts.

All of their opponents were like fish in a barrel, with no chance to resist. Why then, would they continue this so-called Heavenly Master trial?

And they seemed to be taking it seriously.

Any magician with a bit of sense had guessed that this trial in the Four Holy Palace must hold a special significance, making the outcome of the trial far from simple.

So far, for the Heavenly Master Mansion, it was a case of one victory and one defeat. The original candidate for the White Tiger Palace, Zhang Zhiyun, unexpectedly lost to Shen Yuan, and in the contest of the Vermilion Bird Palace, the little girl from Jiangnan lost to Zi Yue.

Those paying close attention had noticed that after Zhang Zhiyun lost, although the Heavenly Master Mansion didn’t stir, the Four Holy Guard obviously became much more hostile. Yet when Zi Yue won against the little girl, the aura of those surrounding the Four Holy Guard became much calmer...

This likely wasn’t an illusion, and more likely, this trial was very important to the Heavenly Master Mansion, which was intent on winning it.

Although the significance of such a victory was unclear, everyone started to pay attention to the outcome, with a question in mind: what would happen if someone from the Heavenly Master Mansion lost?

Could it make any change to the currently dire situation?

That made those unable to resist start to care about the outcome of the contest, and the next match was clearly crucial.

The third match was set to take place in the Black Tortoise Palace, with Bai Su from the Northern Territory as the representative, facing off against Murong Ziyi, a magician genius whose fame was almost on par with Zhang Zhiyun from Yundu!

Honestly, this match was seen by many as the most promising one.

Because the next match was a foregone conclusion, it would pit Chen Ying against Zhang Xiaoyun—who had played possum previously—and with Zhang Xiaoyun’s prior performance, almost ninety-nine percent of the people held a pessimistic view about Chen Ying’s chances of winning.

In contrast, although the odds of winning this match weren’t that great either, it still gave off the feeling that it was worth a fight.

After all, even as powerful as Zhang Zhiyun was, hadn’t he been taken down by Shen Yuan’s tactics in one swift move?

Bai Su’s skills had been seen by others in previous matches, her mastery of the Wind Technique, her top-level physical prowess.

Murong Ziyi, being a pure magician, in such a relatively closed environment as the Black Tortoise Palace and at such close quarters, frankly speaking, Bai Su with her close-combat abilities had a great advantage.

As the trial began, a flash of white light streaked through the Black Tortoise Palace, and Bai Su had already appeared inside the palace.

"Honestly, I’m not very keen on facing you," Murong Ziyi said indifferently as she faced Bai Su.

Bai Su looked at her, but was rather curious because she couldn’t sense any traces of the so-called ancient demon within her opponent’s body.

During the brief rest period, she had procured some intelligence from the president; it turned out that the terrifying creatures known as ancient demons were once a formidable species, capable of living within any object and possessing a terribly fearsome ability to evolve.

Behind the Heavenly Master Mansion lay the power of ancient demons, which meant with a high probability that the Mansion’s high-end combatants had probably merged with the ancient demons long ago.

If she still wanted to fight, she would have to think carefully.

After all, she had nearly been disabled by a not yet mature ancient demon, and facing an ancient demon now, which might have been parasitizing a human for who knows how many years, the odds were not in her favor.

So she was somewhat surprised by the other party’s remark.

"Do you think I’m not worthy to fight against you?" Bai Su asked with a frown.

Indeed, there was no trace of an ancient demon, not even a hint of the fear they inspired. Could it be that a higher-level ancient demon could hide that intimidating presence?

"It’s not that..." Murong Ziyi shook her head: "If I were up against a pure magician, my chances of winning would be much higher, but facing someone like you, whose physical technique is no less than that of an Extraordinary Martial Master, it gets complicated."

Annoyed by me being complicated?

Bai Su frowned. What exactly was going on with this person?

As she was pondering, a towering torrent of water surged to the sky, and the intense bellowing made the entire Black Tortoise Palace tremble. This only increased Bai Su’s confusion.

This guy... wasn’t he a Thunder Art magician?

Having analyzed the intelligence and his performance in the first round, this guy was supposed to be a thorough practitioner of the Thunder Technique.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a powerful master of the Water Technique.

While she thought so, the spectators outside the arena revealed incredibly surprised looks.

The reason for their astonishment was because they recognized the Technique emanating from Murong Ziyi...

"It’s the Black Tortoise Sorcery!" exclaimed Chen Baifeng, unable to contain himself: "I never thought I would see the day when all the Four Saints’ Techniques were displayed."

"Black Tortoise Sorcery..." Chen Qing also furrowed his brow tightly. Four Saints magician... Four Holy Palace, Four Holy Guard... what exactly was the other side trying to do?