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At the back, the Shangguan siblings finally came to their senses and moved to the last row of seats.
Tuoba Lie and Wang Sheng watched silently, not daring to say much.
The fate of Zhou Tong was still fresh in their minds. To them, the Shangguan siblings were now allied with Fang Ling.
If they dared to interfere, Fang Ling would certainly not stand by idly, and they would end up in an embarrassing situation.
The Shangguan siblings never expected that their original plan to bring Fang Ling along would end up with them benefiting from his presence.
In the end, Tuoba Lie and Wang Sheng sparred, and the last seat was taken by Wang Sheng.
Tuoba Lie quietly moved to a position three rows back, took out a meditation mat, and sat down.
Zhou Tong’s Dharma form was shattered, and he suffered a severe backlash.
Moreover, losing so miserably in front of the world’s heroes caused his Dao heart to collapse, leaving him with no desire to stay.
He staggered out of the Dragon Arena and eventually disappeared.
With the commotion settled, Rong Chao and the others regained their composure and began to comprehend the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele.
The descendants of the tens of thousands of small and medium forces in the back also dared not make any noise, each sitting down quietly.
They feared that any disturbance they caused would displease the geniuses in the front, bringing disaster upon themselves.
The vast arena fell into a deathly silence.
Tens of thousands of young people simultaneously comprehending the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele created a magnificent scene.
Before arriving, Fang Ling had little expectation for the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele.
He thought that since it dared to be displayed publicly, it was likely just a money tree for the Great Zhou royal family.
But after carefully studying the patterns and Dao rhythm on the stele, he was shocked.
His Divine Power was profound and unfathomable, and he possessed two immortal arts, considering himself well-versed in secret techniques.
Yet, facing this Heavenly Dao Divine Stele, he felt that what he had encountered was merely a drop in the ocean.
Martial arts have no end, and the peak is boundless. He couldn’t help but reflect on himself.
Since his debut, although he had experienced some setbacks, they were not significant.
His smooth progress had subtly influenced his mindset, making him somewhat arrogant.
But now, after being impacted by the supreme Dao, he realized his own insignificance.
The change in his mindset subtly affected his state, making him more focused on comprehending the truths and principles contained in the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele.
Unknowingly, he entered a state of deep meditation, with golden lotuses suddenly appearing around his body.
In no time, tens of thousands of golden lotuses floated above the arena, astonishing everyone.
The golden lotuses slowly bloomed, and the mysterious Dao rhythm made Fang Ling feel as if he was about to ascend to immortality.
But to others, it was just a vision before their eyes, with no personal sensation.
Behind him, Ouyang Xue, Rong Chao, and the others were all shocked.
Golden lotuses blooming on the ground was a vision of deep enlightenment!
Even if Fang Ling didn’t ultimately comprehend any great Divine Power, it would greatly benefit his cultivation.
Outside the arena, the accompanying elders of various forces were even more shocked by this sight.
Many stood up directly, staring at Fang Ling in the arena.
The young people knew little about the vision of golden lotuses blooming on the ground, but the elders understood its terrifying significance.
Golden lotuses blooming on the ground not only indicated a state of deep meditation but also meant that his strength had surpassed the limits of his current Realm, gaining the recognition of the Heavenly Dao!
“This guy…” Purple Bamboo looked at Fang Ling’s figure, somewhat lost in thought.
Although she already knew Fang Ling was extraordinary, the vision of golden lotuses blooming still startled her.
Amidst her amazement, she also felt a faint joy, a sense of shared glory.
Meanwhile, in the deep palace.
A white-haired elder with a profound aura suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards the Dragon Arena.
“Who is this person?” the white-haired elder asked.
At this moment, a figure appeared beside him, none other than the Great Zhou Emperor, Rong Shan.
“Ancestor, I don’t know this person’s background either,” Rong Shan replied with a bitter smile.
“I’ve tried to deduce it, but his past and future are shrouded in chaos, unknown and indiscernible.”
“I suspect a great power has intervened, disrupting my divination.”
“Oh?” The Great Zhou ancestor frowned slightly, then smiled.
“It seems this person is likely a descendant of an immortal family or an eternal holy sect, traveling the world.”
“The strength of these forces, passed down since ancient times, is indeed terrifying. The gap in strength among the younger generation is so vast.”
“Alas! It’s a pity that Rong Chao has crossed paths with him. Sooner or later, there will be a battle.”
“He cannot avoid it and is destined to be defeated, causing his imperial aura to dissipate, and his imperial body to lose its majesty…”
Rong Shan said calmly, “Ancestor, there’s no need to be pessimistic. If Chao’er can break and then rebuild, his imperial body will become even stronger.”
“It’s difficult! Once the invincible heart collapses, it’s not easy to regain confidence,” the Great Zhou ancestor shook his head.
Outside, in the seats, the Heavenly Dao Sect elder, Gu Tainiu, looked at Fang Ling in the arena, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
“This person is so young yet possesses such skills.”
“He hides his face, seemingly afraid of being recognized.”
“If he were a descendant of an immortal family or an eternal holy sect, there’s no need for such concealment, nor would they disdain it.”
“Could it be…” He had a bold guess, suspecting this person was the Fang Ling they were pursuing.
“But if I’m wrong, it could bring great disaster to our Heavenly Dao Sect.”
“Regardless, I must report this to the Grand Elder, and let him decide!”
With that thought, he immediately sent a message to the Grand Elder, Wen Mu.
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At this moment, Fang Ling was unaware that he had become the center of attention.
He was completely immersed in the vast Dao, greedily comprehending these Dao rhythms and laws, creating his own supreme technique.
Behind him, Bai Ying stared at him intently, with no thought of comprehending the stele herself.
Nearly four years had passed, and she had thought she could now stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
But the harsh reality told her she still hadn’t caught up to his pace.
“Bai Ying, Bai Ying, what are you daydreaming about!”
“Opportunities must be seized by oneself; blaming others is useless!”
She suddenly realized she shouldn’t be so discouraged, reluctantly withdrawing her gaze and looking up at the Heavenly Dao Divine Stele.
In the crowd behind, some people fainted one after another.
Some felt dizzy and dared not force themselves to comprehend any further, reluctantly retreating.
They couldn’t withstand the impact of the vast Dao rhythm.
Soon, more than half of the descendants of the small and medium forces had left.
As time passed, more and more people left.
In a flash, ten days passed.
By now, there were less than ten people left in the Dragon Arena.
Even the geniuses like Tuoba Lie and Wang Sheng had retreated.
On this day, another vision appeared!
Behind Bai Ying, a scene of a fairy playing the zither appeared, with waves of celestial music, invigorating everyone inside and outside the arena.
Even elders with profound strength like Purple Bamboo felt their cultivation loosen and improve slightly.
This was a scene of utmost auspiciousness, indicating that Bai Ying had comprehended a great Divine Power in the path of music.
When one person attains the Dao, even their pets ascend to heaven, so all living beings around her also benefited.
The vision didn’t last long and soon dissipated.
Bai Ying opened her eyes excitedly, smiling with joy, having indeed gained much.
She looked up at the stele again but felt a fog, unable to continue.
Having already gained so much, she wasn’t greedy and immediately got up to leave the arena.
Beside her, Ouyang Xue sighed enviously.
“It seems I am ultimately not fated with this stele…” After so long, she hadn’t figured out anything.
Seeing Bai Ying leave after gaining everything, she also gave up.
Seeing Ouyang Xue leave in disappointment, Qing Ji and others, who had held a glimmer of hope, also left dejectedly.
Now, only Fang Ling remained in the arena.
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