Chapter 1216: Chapter 1216: He’s Too Far Behind Fang Jian

Many disciples, upon seeing that their wooden lot was not number eleven, all heaved a sigh of relief.

As long as the number on their wooden lot wasn’t eleven, any other number would do.

Wu Xiaoqian from Heaven Maiden’s Palace opened her lot to find it wasn’t number eleven, and she too breathed a great sigh of relief.

Meanwhile, Liao Zhishan from Refining God Sect opened his lot, and seeing the number marked on it, his hands shook uncontrollably.

A curious disciple next to him couldn’t help but glance at the wooden lot in Liao Zhishan’s hand.

“Eleven!”

The disciple, seeing the number on Liao Zhishan’s lot, exclaimed in shock, stepping back as if the wooden lot held by Liao Zhishan was a terrifying venomous creature.

Everyone heard the disciple’s exclamation and turned to look, their gazes falling on Liao Zhishan.

Their looks varied.

Some disciples even cast sympathetic glances at Liao Zhishan.

The Sect Master of the Refining God Sect had a changing face, and then, like a deflated balloon, suddenly collapsed.

Originally, Liao Zhishan had the potential to win a top-five, even top-three place in the Primordial Holy Land’s battle, but now, it was all gone.

Yang Xiaotian slowly stepped onto the Number Eleven platform.

Liao Zhishan watched Yang Xiaotian walk towards the Number Eleven platform and felt as if his legs were filled with lead, unable to move them quickly no matter how hard he tried.

It took him great efforts to climb onto the Number Eleven platform, and facing Yang Xiaotian in blue robes opposite him, he seemed to recall the last time Yang Xiaotian had come to their Refining God Sect looking for their Sect Master.

He, Song Andong, Ren Changfeng, and the Luo Jihu brothers had all been present.

But now, the Luo Jihu brothers were dead.

Song Andong was dead too.

Only he and Ren Changfeng remained.

What did he say at that time? He said if Yang Xiaotian could win first place in the Primordial Holy Land’s battle, he would give Yang Xiaotian the entire Gluttonous Dragon Fruit Tree from the Refining God Sect.

He was somewhat dazed.

“The second round, second fight begins!” At this moment, an ancient ancestor from the Ascending Dragon Clan who was hosting the event of the Primordial Holy Land’s battle announced.

As soon as the words of the Ascending Dragon Clan’s elder fell, a multitude of disciples quickly took action.

Liao Zhishan was about to concede defeat when suddenly, a shadow flashed, and he was struck by a punch from Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian’s punch went straight through Liao Zhishan’s viscera.

Liao Zhishan didn’t fly backward but stood there, blood spraying from his mouth.

“I heard you wanted to kill me and then go to the Kirin Clan to claim a high-grade Chaos Spirit Vein and a hundred vials of Dual Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water?” Yang Xiaotian spoke, his cold gaze turning Liao Zhishan’s face ashen with despair.

He wanted to explain.

But then, Yang Xiaotian punched again, and this punch directly blew apart Liao Zhishan’s chest, leaving a hole that almost exactly mirrored that of the Luo Jihu brothers.

Down below, the Refining God Sect Master roared, “Yang Xiaotian, you dare kill my disciple!”

Yang Xiaotian glanced at the Refining God Sect Master with cold eyes and retracted his fist.

Liao Zhishan flew backward, crashing to the ground, seemingly trying to breathe forcefully, but his breathing grew weaker and weaker, and eventually, it became barely audible, finally stopping altogether.

The Refining God Sect Master looked at his disciple’s corpse, and together with several experts of the Refining God Sect, they watched Yang Xiaotian with extreme anger.

After the host announced Yang Xiaotian’s victory, he walked down from the platform.

Many disciples watching Yang Xiaotian walk down from the platform could hardly hide their panic.

Not long ago, Chen Heng from the Kirin Clan had spread the word, stating that anyone who could kill Yang Xiaotian in the Primordial Holy Land’s battle would be rewarded by the Kirin Clan with a high-grade Chaos Spirit Vein and a hundred vials of Dual Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water.

Many disciples, like Liao Zhishan, harbored thoughts of killing Yang Xiaotian.

A while later, the second battle of the other arenas came to an end one after another.

Then came the third and fourth rounds of the second battle…

In the end, only Wu Xiaoqian from the Heaven Maiden’s Palace and Yang Xiaotian remained.

Standing on the arena, Wu Xiaoqian looked at Yang Xiaotian opposite her, her expression complex: full of fighting spirit, fear, and unwillingness.

But in the end, what remained was just a faint sigh.

…

Yang Xiaotian ultimately won first place in the Holy Land Battle.

Li Qian personally handed over the first-place rewards of the Holy Land Battle to Yang Xiaotian: three sixty million year Spirit Medicines, three hundred bottles of High Grade Dual Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water, and a Heavenly Dao Sword Stele.

Looking at Yang Xiaotian before him, Li Qian gazed at him with a different kind of look, then with an unusual tone said, “Work hard.”

“I will.” Yang Xiaotian took the three sixty million year Spirit Medicines, three hundred bottles of High Grade Dual Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water, and the Heavenly Dao Sword Stele.

Once he fused the Dragon Body of the Primordial Dragon Ancestor and cultivated the Primordial Heavenly Dragon Art to the Tenth Layer, he would return to the Ascending Dragon Platform to awaken the soul of the Ascending Dragon Platform.

Within the crowd, Chen Heng of the Kirin Clan watched Yang Xiaotian receive the first-place rewards from Li Qian. His face was as dark as water, and murderous intent filled his eyes frightfully.

“Let’s head back first.” Chen Heng said in a heavy voice, then led the Kirin Clan experts to leave the scene.

As Chen Heng departed, the Heavenly Dragon Holy Sect, Refining God Sect, Luo Family, and a group of experts also left in succession.

Yang Xiaotian and the experts of Long Manor also took to the sky, leaving the Ascending Dragon Platform.

Only the Ascending Dragon Clan remained at the Ascending Dragon Platform.

Li Qian and the others watched Yang Xiaotian’s retreating figure.

An elder of the Ascending Dragon Clan spoke, “It’s just unknown, in the struggle for the Dao Domain, what rank this Yang Xiaotian will ultimately be able to compete for.”

Li Gensheng shook his head and said, “Although his Life-Bound Talisman is heaven-defying, his realm is still too low. During the struggle for the Dao Domain, I’m afraid it will be difficult for him to compete for a good ranking.”

At that time, Yang Xiaotian would face not just the geniuses of the Primordial Holy Land but the geniuses from the entire Dao Domain, and it would be the number one genius of every Holy Land in the Dao Domain.

The top geniuses from some Holy Lands are already at the late-stage of the God Emperor’s Ninefold Realm; some have even reached the God Emperor’s Tenth Layer.

And Yang Xiaotian is only at the Fourfold Realm of Divine Monarch, how would he fight?

“He has been cultivating for only fifty thousand years, right?” Li Qian pondered, “If given another fifty thousand years, he should be able to defeat Fang Jian of the Fang Family, but now, he is far from Fang Jian’s match.”

Li Gensheng shook his head, “He is too far behind Fang Jian.”

Meanwhile, Yang Xiaotian and the experts of Long Manor didn’t stay on the road and rushed back to Long Manor.

Upon returning to Long Manor, countless disciples lined up to welcome them.

The whole Long Manor was filled with rejoicing.

After returning, Yang Xiaotian did not go into immediate secluded cultivation but went to the cave mansion of the Holy Fire True Monarch and Emperor Fenlei.

Seeing Yang Xiaotian, the four of them were overjoyed and excited; they had also secretly gone to watch the battle at the Ascending Dragon Platform.

Although the excitement had passed, it did not prevent them from still being surprised and thrilled.

“You’re more badass than your second master!” Emperor Fenlei was excitedly patting Yang Xiaotian’s shoulder, his goatee trembling.

“Of course, he’s more badass than you. Otherwise, how could he have condensed such a badass Life-Bound Talisman?” The Myriad Dao Sword Venerable said with a wide grin.

After the Holy Fire True Monarch and the others’ excitement subsided, Yang Xiaotian said, “Tomorrow, I want to make a trip to the Refining God Sect. Do the four masters have time tomorrow? I’d like you to accompany me to the Refining God Sect.”

He had killed Liao Zhishan, the disciple of the Refining God Sect Master, so it wasn’t appropriate to visit the Refining God Sect at this time, but the Gluttonous Dragon Fruit tree was very important to him; he had to obtain it, and as soon as possible.

Because the time left for him was not much, the struggle for the Dao Domain was approaching soon.