Chapter 1078: A Sensation That Shook The Entire Aud

Wei Zhenfang's question didn't garner much attention.

Zhongli Meng slowly turned her head, thinking there might be some unexpected twist.

But when she clearly heard the question, she couldn't help but feel helpless.

In the face of ten thousand demon corpses, what use was that ring?

This old man, who was willing to help without considering the consequences, had shown such great righteousness and kindness. She would remember this for the rest of her life, but as things stood, fate was difficult to change.

Wei Zhenfang was still smiling, speaking with a calm demeanor.

"Miss Zhongli, there's no need to worry. A mere ten thousand demon corpses are nothing! Just take out what's inside the ring, and everything will become clear."

A mere ten thousand?

Nothing?!

The disciples on the sidelines finally turned their attention, their mouths twitching in disbelief.

Elder Wei, how bold of you to speak such nonsense!

Fu Haotian's smile grew even wider, almost doubling over with laughter.

"Such a trivial matter? Why don't you show me something worth mentioning? Hahaha!"

Hearing the mocking laughter, Zhongli Meng clenched her fists.

Looking back at Wei Zhenfang's calm expression, as if he truly had some confidence, she decided to give it a try. Following his words, she took out the ring.

With a casual sweep of her spiritual sense, Zhongli Meng's pupils suddenly shook!

She stood completely frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

"This...!"

"This, this, this..."

Her voice trembled, unable to believe what she was seeing. She pinched herself hard, the sharp pain confirming that this wasn't a dream.

When she looked up again, she saw Wei Zhenfang stroking his beard with an encouraging smile.

Zhongli Meng took a deep breath, her body trembling as she quickly channeled her spiritual energy.

In an instant, a terrifying stream of light burst forth from the ring, filling the sky and enveloping the entire martial arena. The anomaly far surpassed anything before!

Whispers and laughter abruptly ceased.

Tens of thousands of people were awestruck by the light above, looking up in shock and confusion.

When the light faded...

The entire arena was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

The martial arena was now filled with piles of demon corpses, large and small!

The mountain of corpses was so high it blotted out the sky, completely submerging the arena. The previous small hills were nowhere to be seen, and many demon corpses had even fallen outside the arena!

"Boom!"

Several loud crashes echoed as more massive demon corpses tumbled down the pile, causing many disciples to scramble back in panic!

As the sheer volume of demon corpses became visible, tens of thousands of disciples were petrified!

For several breaths.

The entire martial arena was utterly silent!

"Crack!"

On the high platform, a jade teacup was knocked over and shattered!

The crisp sound echoed through the arena, but no one paid it any attention.

The seven great sect masters stood up one after another, their eyes reflecting the terrifying sea of corpses!

Even the usually unshakable Heaven-tier experts began to tremble, staring in disbelief at the horrifying scene, completely stunned!

Nanli Qingming was even more shaken, standing at the forefront of the high platform.

After a long while, the seven experts finally regained their composure, whispering among themselves, their eyes filled with nothing but shock.

"This sea of corpses must contain at least tens of thousands of demon corpses!"

"More than that! It's probably close to a hundred thousand!"

"That giant demon bird's corpse exudes a powerful aura, no less than a Heaven-tier second-grade!"

"The fallen ones are even more formidable, their bodies surrounded by terrifying killing intent. They must have been at least third-grade in life!"

"Everyone, look! That giant skeleton, could it be the legendary third-grade demon race's Golden Thread White Skeleton?!"

"Gasp! In my ten thousand years of life, I've never seen so many high-grade demon corpses!"

The whispers and exclamations from the platform spread through the silent arena.

The disciples below trembled at the words, the shock spreading layer by layer!

Just gazing up at the towering sea of corpses, every single demon corpse exuded a terrifying aura, almost all of them from the demon race. Hearing the words of the Heaven-tier experts, tens of thousands of disciples felt a chill run down their spines!

Tens of thousands of people instantly retreated several feet back.

From a distance, they gazed at the terrifying sea of corpses, their faces filled with fear and dread.

Even from afar, they felt as if the sky was collapsing, their bodies enveloped in an overwhelming pressure. Only about thirty percent of them could barely stand!

Shock!

A shock far beyond imagination, plunging the entire Cangyun Heavenly Palace into dead silence!

Amidst the sea of corpses.

Even though he had managed to avoid it by flying into the air, Fu Haotian's face was pale, his lips trembling uncontrollably!

"This... this can't be!"

"How is this possible?!"

The powerful maid supporting him also couldn't hide her pale expression.

The two of them swayed and retreated in mid-air until they landed outside the arena, still shaken, staring up at the mountain of corpses, not daring to take another step forward!

On the other side of the arena.

Zhongli Meng's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Even though she had already sensed the number of demon corpses, seeing it with her own eyes still shook her to the core. She stood frozen in place for a long time, unable to move, her face overflowing with overwhelming joy, like a drought-stricken land finally receiving rain!

Amidst the shock of the entire arena.

Wei Zhenfang stood calmly at the edge of the sea of corpses, looking back with indifference.

"A grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon?"

With a single glance, his weathered eyes exuded an overwhelming aura!

The same words, spoken by Wei Zhenfang at this moment, carried a world-shaking authority. His tone and demeanor were filled with an irresistible pressure, far surpassing Fu Haotian by a hundred times!

Though he stood alone, his appearance unchanged, that small, aged figure standing before the sea of corpses seemed to grow infinitely, almost rivaling the heavens and earth!

An unfathomable aura suddenly spread, instantly aweing tens of thousands of people!

In just a few words, filled with an air of arrogance, no one dared to question him. The shock and reverence in the arena were more than ten times stronger!

The entire arena was filled with reverence, like ants before a giant.

Wherever his gaze swept, no one dared to look up!

Facing the terrifying sea of corpses and such an overwhelming presence.

Fu Haotian's face turned red with embarrassment, not daring to respond even though his spotlight had been stolen.

"This... you..."

"This can't be... this is impossible..."

The killing intent from the terrifying sea of corpses was almost too much for his mind to bear!

Seeing his pitiful state, Wei Zhenfang's eyes were filled with the satisfaction of showing off.

The grandson of the Supreme Elder?

Hah!

Even these demon corpses are so fearful, he's nothing but an ant!

This trash, how dare he compete with Miss Zhongli, chosen by the senior?

The more he looked, the more disdainful he felt. Wei Zhenfang felt his body filled with terrifying power. Wherever his gaze fell, no one dared to meet his eyes, as if he were the ruler of this world.

These so-called geniuses and experts, even they were so afraid of him, and this was just the result of the senior's casual assistance.

If they were to witness the senior's true demeanor, wouldn't they be scared out of their wits?

The Cangyun Heavenly Palace, nothing more than this!

Thinking this, Wei Zhenfang's confidence soared.

His aura rose, and he glanced sideways.

"Elder Song, do I need to say more about the outcome?"

The presiding elder trembled under his gaze, feeling the overwhelming arrogance.

But facing those indifferent eyes, he was so shocked that he instinctively bowed.

"This, this..."

The once highly respected presiding elder was now caught in a dilemma!

On one side was Zhongli Meng's overwhelming victory, her methods and background terrifyingly formidable.

On the other side was the Supreme Elder's power and status. Offending him would make life difficult in the future.

Both were forces he couldn't afford to provoke, and any word from him would bring disaster.

It's like gods fighting, and mortals suffering...

The presiding elder was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, stuck between a rock and a hard place.

If he had known this competition would be so terrifying, he would never have agreed to preside over it!

What terrible luck to be assigned such a task!

Who could have thought...

Wei Zhenfang was just a guest elder, with some cultivation but not particularly remarkable.

Yet in the blink of an eye, he had become so terrifying, as if he had stumbled upon some heaven-defying luck!

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a hundred thousand demon corpses, reducing Fu Haotian to nothing!

Such methods, such trump cards.

Truly terrifying!

He had even surpassed the Supreme Elder's methods. What was a mere elder like him in comparison?

The presiding elder didn't dare to speak, completely stunned.

Tens of thousands of disciples didn't dare to utter a word, trembling in awe and reverence.

Wei Zhenfang's name had already shaken the Heavenly Palace!

The seven Heaven-tier experts on the platform were also filled with shock, no longer as composed as before.

Looking at Wei Zhenfang again, their eyes showed wariness.

As for who won and who lost, no one dared to speak.

Only the Heavenly Palace's master, Nanli Qingming, had a glint of determination in his eyes, as if he had made a decision.

His gaze swept over the terrifying sea of corpses, then warily examined Wei Zhenfang's domineering figure. Finally, the palace master took a firm step forward.

"The winner of this grand ceremony is Zhongli Meng!"

His voice echoed through the heavens, resolute and decisive!