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Chapter 413 Desperate Situation
The moment the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear made contact with the Death God's Scythe, Ji Wantang let out a muffled groan, and her body trembled for a moment.

Lin Zhao was not just trembling; she was directly knocked away by Ji Wantang and crashed heavily to the ground, panting heavily.

As she gasped for breath, Lin Zhao's hand, which was gripping the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear, lost its strength and fell limply to its side.

— Her hand was broken by Ji Wantang.

Even though Nirvana was rapidly healing her injuries, once she fell into Ji Wantang's Tai Chi formation, it became very difficult for her to even recover from her injuries.

Lin Zhao felt pain in her hands as Ji Wantang walked towards her, carrying a pale white bone scythe.

"Lin Zhao, you know me very well, but do you know that I want to kill you every single moment?"

Lin Zhao had no strength to reply to her. She let Ji Wantang's white bone scythe pierce her waist. Hearing the sound of flesh tearing open, Lin Zhao gritted her teeth and used all her spiritual energy to hold up her right hand. The Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear dissipated in her hand. She grasped the blade of the white bone scythe and pulled it out of her waist.

As the blade was pulled out, blood gushed from her waist.

Lin Zhao took out a talisman from his sleeve and put it on his waist to temporarily stabilize his injuries. He then dodged Ji Wantang's punch again in a sorry state.

Ji Wantang shook her head: "Now, let me see you off."

Ji Wantang stood on the Tai Chi disc, and thousands of dark white lights converged on her from behind. Her black and white double pupils fell on the void in front of her, and countless complex ancient characters were reflected in the light in her eyes.

Ji Wantang stood in the air, her divine nature fully displayed, her pretty face filled with stern indifference.

Lin Zhao clutched the injury on his waist and barely managed to create a spiritual energy shield.

She understood that Ji Wantang was gathering her strength, and judging from the speed at which Ji Wantang was gathering her strength and the changes in the Tai Chi disc, what Ji Wantang was about to use on her was probably her most terrifying spiritual technique.

Lin Zhao clenched her fists

At this moment, due to the lack of spiritual energy within his body, neither the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword nor the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear appeared.

……

In the Ancestral Phoenix Plane, upon witnessing this scene, Wuya from the Hall of Light finally relaxed his brows, which had been furrowed ever since Lin Zhao appeared in the picture. He smiled at Fire Phoenix and said, "It seems that Brother Fire Phoenix's prediction was wrong. Indeed, your Phoenix Clan has always revered the Phoenix, so the Phoenix really does lack discernment."

Hearing this, Ling He laughed and said, "Wuya, you're so accomplished, yet you're never able to sit with the Phoenix Clan's Phoenix Master."

The phoenix of the Phoenix Clan is extremely rare; once a true phoenix is ​​born, it is almost certain to become a true immortal.

To some extent, the status of the True Phoenix is ​​even higher than that of the True Phoenix and the True Dragon.

How could a true phoenix destined to become an immortal possibly be willing to sit with these people from the lower realms?
Linghe's words were a resounding slap in the face to Wuya.

But this time Wuya was not angry. He just smiled and looked at Lin Zhao, who was on the verge of death, in the light screen with a smug look on his face, and said, "I hope that after the election, the people of Lingtian Pavilion will still have the right to speak to the people of our Bright Hall like this."

As soon as he said that, not only did Linghe and Huofeng glance at him, but even Elder Tianyin of Hehuan Palace and Elder Qianxuan of Diyin Sect couldn't help but change their expressions.

Although everyone knew that after Ji Wantang became the Ancestral Phoenix Emperor, he would definitely support the Bright Hall to its absolute peak, Wuya's current arrogant and rampant behavior gave off a sense of petty triumph, which made these people feel somewhat unbalanced.

But what can you do if it's unbalanced?

Ji Wantang emerged from the Bright Hall. After being seriously injured, Ji Wantang fully accepted the inheritance from the Ancestral Spirit Plane, not only recovering from her injuries but also greatly increasing her strength.

If it weren't for Lin Zhao's sudden rise to prominence, the Ancestral Phoenix Continent probably wouldn't even have a young person who could rival Ji Wantang.

But this rising star can only go this far. Wuya said calmly, "All geniuses will become stepping stones for Ji Wantang, paving the way for her greater future."

At this moment, no one could refute him. Even the Fire Phoenix merely frowned, turned its gaze away, and replied, "You know that the Phoenix Clan respects the Phoenix King."

If they were in such a state, one can only imagine the reaction of Yang Jingjing and the others below when they saw the blue figure kneeling in a disheveled state within the Tai Chi formation, with even the flow of spiritual energy on his body appearing very weak.

Xu Lewei took a deep breath: "Now that Lin Zhao is dead, will it be our turn?"

Li Changhao moved his lips and said, "Lin Zhao didn't hide anything from us before. Didn't Ji Wantang not want to kill us?"

Yang Jingjing caught her breath and glanced at him with a half-smile, finding his naive and ignorant statement extremely mocking: "If Lin Zhao hadn't appeared, you probably wouldn't even be able to speak by now, having been beaten to death by Ji Wantang. You accepted Lin Zhao's pills, hoping that Ji Wantang, who had beaten you to this state, would give you a way out?"

The young master of the Holy Phoenix Palace frowned, but did not speak. However, the look he gave Li Changhao indicated that he shared the same stance as Yang Jingjing.

Chi Yuan pursed his lips and sighed, "Even if she didn't want to kill us, it's probably true that after killing Lin Zhao, she wanted to devour our spiritual energy for her own use."

Lin Zhao's words just now only meant that Ji Wantang didn't intend to kill them, but it doesn't mean she really let these people go.

If the goal was simply to force Lin Zhao into a life-or-death battle, they could have simply trapped them here instead of using a sacrificial formation like the one used by their subordinates.

None of the powerful figures present were fools.

In a desperate situation, all anyone can do is cling to a sliver of unrealistic hope.

That glimmer of hope is called a miracle.

It would be a miracle if Ji Wantang were to let them go.

Or rather, an even more impossible miracle.

—Let Lin Zhao, who is now almost incapacitated, defeat Ji Wantang.

"Are we really out of options?" Li Changhao knew how ridiculous his thoughts were, but what could he do now?
Should we go up and help Lin Zhao?
His fighting ability is even less than that of Lin Zhao, who is now barely clinging to life.

The leader of the Bright Hall had remained silent ever since Lin Zhao appeared. When he saw Lin Zhao being driven into a corner and heard what others were saying, he simply closed his eyes.

Regardless of what Lin Zhao said, the fact remains that all the disciples of the Bright Hall except for him were dead.

This was not only Ji Wantang's doing, but also a reality of how the so-called behemoth-level power of Guangming Hall paved the way for power with blood and lives.

At this moment, he no longer knew whether he hoped Ji Wantang would win, or whether he, like everyone else, hoped she would lose.

On the Tai Chi disc, the blue figure was covered in blood. Even though she had taken the pill, her injuries and spiritual energy were still recovering slowly under the suppression of the Tai Chi disc.

Lin Zhao raised her head and looked at Ji Wantang, who was now fully prepared.

To her surprise, after Ji Wantang had fully gathered her strength, those mysterious ancient characters actually turned into a huge gray-white pupil, and the light and shadow in front of the pupil transformed into huge white phoenixes.

"The Blood Phoenix's fortune merges with the Ancestral Spirit's power of judgment..." Ji Wantang's eyes slowly appeared between his brows.

The slightly cold voice was like a high and mighty god delivering the final judgment and issuing commands to his subjects who were prostrate at his feet.

"This is the oath of reincarnation."