I Have A Trillion Protagonist Halos

Chapter 195: Xuantian Grand Hall

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"How come? Could it be, Master, that you think what I said isn't correct?"

Tang Wujian's mouth twitched, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Kill all the people who want to kill you What the heck!

Why does it sound like you're killing not formidable foes, but a bunch of cabbages??? Can you just kill whoever you want?

Tang Wujian felt speechless, but then he had a thought.

Su Zhan, this freak, can easily kill Saints with his Fish-Dragon Fourth Transformation, so it's not impossible after all!

With this in mind, he felt a bit frustrated and said, "Right, right, you're right!"

"Uh-huh, Master, don't bother asking me such simple questions in the future." Su Zhan earnestly advised, "Even though you're getting old, you still need to use your brain occasionally to avoid dementia"

"Insolent! You"

A dignified Saint King being accused of dementia made Tang Wujian instinctively want to get angry. However, he quickly realized that this was the precious disciple he had painstakingly received. His tone changed instantly, "You make sense"

"Alright, Su Zhan, let's not discuss this anymore. Come with me to see the Holy Master!" With that said, Tang Wujian waved his sleeve, conjuring a white cloud from the sky, and stepped onto it as if he was about to leave.

"Sure." Su Zhan nodded and also stepped onto the white cloud.

Tang Wujian finally heaved a sigh of relief. If he kept talking about this dementia topic with Su Zhan, he was afraid that he, a dignified Saint King, would end up vomiting blood out of anger!

With the Saint Qi in motion, the white cloud carried them toward the core area of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land.

Only at this moment did the thousands of geniuses from various regions recover from their previous shock.

"High-grade in ten aspects, peak-grade in five! Supreme talent in swordsmanship Surpassing excellence!"

"Supreme talent in cultivation, exceptional talent in swordsmanship, from ancient times until now, even those legendary divine figures cannot compare with Young Master Su in terms of talent!"

"This is, a talent level that belongs only to him!"

"Oh my heavens! Sword Immortal! I guarantee that Young Master Su is definitely the reincarnation of a celestial Sword Immortal! Without a doubt!"

"Reincarnation of a Sword Immortal? I think that in three to five decades, Young Master Su will truly become a Sword Immortal!"

"Young Master Su is so handsome! When I go back, I must have my father investigate his background. If I could form a marital alliance with his family then my life, Chen Yuwei's life, will be complete!"

"But, didn't I hear you just cheering for Ye Kuang?"

"Phew! Ye Kuang is nothing compared to him. Chen Yuwei only loves Young Master Su, don't talk nonsense!"

Expressions of excitement, fanaticism, and astonishment could be heard.

All the simp women displayed admiration in their eyes.

Su Zhan was simply the perfect genius they had dreamed of: exceptional talent in cultivation, exceptional talent in swordsmanship, exceptional in five aspects, top-tier in ten aspects! This kind of monstrous talent was clearly recognized by them, and they knew that they would only encounter someone like Su Zhan once in their lifetime.

Even the other geniuses, those renowned sons of heaven, would pale in comparison to Su Zhan!

The sixteen elders were equally amazed. It had been a minute since Su Zhan had left, but they showed no intention of continuing the assessment. It seemed they were still immersed in the previous shock and had forgotten about the test altogether.

"Superb, superb"

Ye Kuang's lips were stained with blood as he lay on the ground, a bitter expression on his face. From childhood to now, he had always been the most outstanding among his peers, making him extremely proud.

However, today, upon seeing Su Zhan, he realized that his talents were barely worth mentioning. Not only was his talent in cultivation crushed, even his final shred of dignityhis talent in swordsmanshiphad been trampled upon by Su Zhan.

"Genius, genius, what am I a genius the Son of Heaven hahaha!" Ye Kuang's spirit seemed to waver, and he suddenly stood up from the ground, laughing maniacally.

After a few seconds, he fell back onto the ground with a thud. His insane laughter turned into a bitter smile, his voice dry, "Son of Heaven, what a load of rubbish so-called genius I, Ye Kuang am nothing"

Reflecting on his arrogance in front of Su Zhan these past few days, and the outcome now, Ye Kuang felt his heart twisting like a knife. He climbed to his feet, his eyes vacant, and staggered down the mountain in a daze.

In the central area of the Heavenly Profound Holy Land.

Within an area of about thirty miles in diameter, there was a massive floating plaza suspended in the sky.

Around the plaza, there was a circular transparent barrier that couldn't be seen with the naked eye. However, a slight mental sense could detect its presence.

"Su Zhan, this is the core of our Heavenly Profound Holy Land, the Xuantian Grand Hall!" Tang Wujian pointed at the massive palace on the suspended plaza, which was at least five miles long.

Next to the palace, there were various gardens, such as ones cultivating spirit herbs and flowers, a beast garden nurturing small and cute spirit beasts, and even a pale blue river that also hung in the air.

The river flowed down towards a huge water pool below, forming a beautiful blue light waterfall. The source of the river was a small pool located on the plaza, yet the water in the river seemed endless, flowing continuously downwards.

Seeing this peculiar scene, Su Zhan couldn't help but take a few more curious glances.

Tang Wujian noticed his gaze and explained with a smile, "That's the Xuanling River. Actually, it's nothing too impressive. It was created by a Saint King in our Holy Land who is skilled in formations. You see it flowing down, but the special formation in the upper water pool invisibly draws the water vapor back. That's why it's a continuous cycle, without any other purpose, just for aesthetics."

"In that case, isn't it similar to your Five-Light Mountain, Master?"

"Nonsense, my Five-Light Mountain has"

As Tang Wujian was halfway through his sentence, he realized something was off and cleared his throat, "Ahem! Who said that gaudy mountain is mine? Let's go, I'll take you to meet the Holy Master!"

After speaking, Tang Wujian pressed his hand against the light barrier.

After a second, ripples appeared on the light barrier, spreading outwards and forming a hole with a diameter of three to five meters. Su Zhan followed Tang Wujian through the hole into the interior of the suspended plaza.

Upon entering this area, the white clouds under their feet dissipated instantly, and Su Zhan could clearly feel a pressure pushing him downward.

"Su Zhan, there's a restriction on flying in this area. If you don't use your aura to fly, the pressure will dissipate." Tang Wujian spoke as he landed on the ground.

Su Zhan nodded and descended to the ground. As he did, the pressure indeed disappeared.

Since he couldn't fly due to the restriction and Tang Wujian maintained a steady pace, Su Zhan slowed his steps and took the opportunity to admire the exotic flowers, strange herbs, unique spirit beasts, and occasionally, the beautiful maidens who respectfully greeted Tang Wujian as they passed by.

Traveling at this pace, a journey that would normally take less than a minute at full speed ended up taking over ten minutes. Eventually, Su Zhan arrived in front of the Xuantian Grand Hall.