Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

All eyes were focused on the two people in the center of the venue - An Lan, the young and powerful man who rose like a star, and Qiu Yonghao, the current master of the Warrior Temple and the renowned First God of War.

Qiu Yonghao is tall and the years have left deep marks on his face, but the fierce aura he exudes is still not to be underestimated.

His eyes revealed the calmness and determination of a veteran, and every move he made seemed to carry a tremendous amount of force.

An Lan, who was standing opposite him, was only in his twenties. He was dressed in a white robe that fluttered in the wind. He had a handsome face but revealed an innate pride.

Who would have thought that this seemingly young and immature boy would now be standing on the stage to compete with Qiu Yonghao.

An Lan raised his hand and a ray of golden light appeared, which turned into a golden sword emitting a majestic aura.

This sword is not a physical entity, but it gives people a feeling of being indestructible. Mysterious runes flow on the sword body, and each rune seems to contain the ultimate truth between heaven and earth.

An Lan gently swung the golden sword in his hand, and a golden sword intent instantly spread out from the sword.

This sword intent was like an invisible force, sweeping towards Qiu Yonghao.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be cut into countless pieces, making a "sizzling" sound.

Qiu Yonghao only felt a powerful force coming towards him. He wanted to resist, but found that his body became so weak in the face of this force.

His feet left two deep marks on the ground, and he was blown away by the sword intent.

In the air, Qiu Yonghao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into a blood mist in the air, which was particularly dazzling.

"This...how is this possible?" There was a cry of surprise from the crowd around.

No one could believe their eyes. The once invincible and number one god of war in the Warrior Temple was actually knocked away and vomited blood by just one move from An Lan.

At this moment, the entire battlefield fell into silence, and everyone was shocked by An Lan's powerful strength.

However, An Lan's sword intent had an even more magical effect. The moment Qiu Yonghao was blown away, his entire consciousness seemed to fall into a wonderful state.

The scene of An Lan swinging his sword just now kept appearing in his mind. Every movement and every flow of sword intent were deeply engraved in his heart like a brand.

In this state, Qiu Yonghao felt an unprecedented epiphany. He seemed to see the bottlenecks he had been facing on the road of martial arts, as well as the methods to break through these bottlenecks.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Qiu Yonghao was immersed in this epiphany, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

The people around didn’t know what was going on. They just looked at Qiu Yonghao quietly, their hearts full of confusion.

An Lan stood there quietly. There was no trace of pride in his eyes, only awe for martial arts.

After a long time, Qiu Yonghao finally slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were filled with amazement and emotion at the sword intent that An Lan had just released. He looked at An Lan deeply, then shook his head and sighed, "I lost."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar again.

Qiu Yonghao, the master of the Warrior Temple, actually admitted that he had lost.

Qiu Yonghao looked at An Lan, his eyes full of admiration and relief: "I am far inferior to you in terms of sword intent and cultivation. Your appearance has allowed me to see the future of the Holy Temple Alliance." An Lan bowed slightly and saluted Qiu Yonghao: "Senior Qiu, you are too kind. Your strength and experience have always been my role model. Today's victory was just a fluke."

Qiu Yonghao laughed: "Young man, there is no need to be modest. Your strength is obvious to all."

After An Lan, Cai'er and Yating also appeared one after another.

Cai'er was agile on the court, like a night elf. Every move she made was precise and deadly. Her opponents were defeated before they could even react.

Yating, relying on her unique magical talent, released gorgeous and powerful magic in the battle, easily defeated her opponent and successfully advanced.

The night at the Holy Alliance Trial Field was brightly lit, just like daytime.

The ninety-four fierce battles of the first round had just come to an end, and the entire venue was filled with an atmosphere of fatigue and excitement.

The high-ranking officials of the six holy temples were all gathered together at this moment, their gazes occasionally cast in the direction of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters, the initial contempt and suspicion no longer in their eyes, replaced by eagerness and awe.

The strength displayed by this group of young people on the field makes no one dare to underestimate them anymore.

Each of their battles is full of passion and wisdom, breaking people's imagination time and time again.

No one would be naive enough to believe that the Ragnarok Demon Hunters participated in this Temple Competition just to hone themselves. Their fierce offensive and firm belief all revealed the ambition deep in their hearts.

Chen Zidian stood on the high rostrum and announced the results of the first round in a loud voice: "The first round results of the Temple Competition Individual Competition are as follows: 24 people from the Knight Temple, 21 people from the Magic Temple, 16 people from the Soul Temple, 14 people from the Assassin Temple, 11 people from the Warrior Temple, and 8 people from the Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group."

The sound echoed in the night sky. Even though the Ragnarok Demon Hunters were at the bottom of the rankings, everyone knew that they only had eight people participating in the competition, and all eight of them won, which was undoubtedly an amazing record.

As the night faded and the first rays of morning sunlight shone on the Holy Alliance Trial Field, the second round of the individual competition officially kicked off.

The first match of the second round of the individual competition was between Sheng Cai'er of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters and Xue Zhisheng, the chief elder of the Assassin's Temple.

This game has attracted countless people's attention before it even started.

Because when Cai'er returned to the Assassin's Temple to seek support, she had a duel with Xue Zhisheng. At that time, Xue Zhisheng was defeated by Cai'er's mysterious and powerful purification domain.

So, when the two stood on the field again, Xue Zhisheng chose to admit defeat without any hesitation.

This move instantly caused an uproar among the audience.

You know, Xue Zhisheng was the undisputed number one in the Assassin's Temple before, and his strength was even above that of the Assassin's Temple's leader, Sheng Yue.

Now, he retreated without a fight in front of Cai'er, which made everyone have a new understanding of Cai'er's strength, and also made the reputation of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters resound throughout the entire Holy Alliance Trial Field once again.

Immediately afterwards, the second match began, with Wang Yuanyuan competing against Tan Wan from the Magic Temple.

As a disciple of Li Zhengzhi, the master of the Magic Temple, Tan Wan's own strength should not be underestimated. She is an eighth-level peak wind-type holy magician and has extremely high attainments in magic manipulation.

Wang Yuanyuan is a powerful warrior of the second level of the ninth order, and she has comprehended the blood domain through countless killings. She exudes a chilling aura. (End of this chapter)