Divine Seal: I am the Demon God Emperor's beloved granddaughter

Chapter 260 The Bizarre Choice of Light: A Grandfather-Grandson Showdown

He glanced at Long Haochen, who hadn't yet taken the stage, and then at the remaining eighteen players.

Long Tianyin suddenly stopped laughing.

He felt that there was a very high chance he would draw Long Haochen!
"Is this round of 'Option of Light' truly without its flaws?"

After the competition between Yang Wenzhao and Yang Haoyu ended, many people present had the same feeling as they looked at the two people chosen by the Light of Choice.

Because this round of the Light of Choice has chosen Chen Ying'er of the Dawn of Light Demon Hunter Team and Sanshui of the Soul Temple!
What is the relationship between these two? Grandmother and granddaughter.

This "Light of Choice" isn't just targeting family members, is it?

"Grandma, I..."

As Chen Ying'er pointed to her fingers, she walked onto the stage, somewhat reluctant to face her grandmother.

She has a very good relationship with her grandmother and would never dare to lay a hand on Sanshui.

Honestly, even if she drew her grandfather, she wouldn't want to draw her grandmother.

"Why do you have such a long face, Ying'er? Could it be that you're going to lose to Grandma?"

Sanshui looked at his granddaughter across from him and gave her an extremely kind smile.

"You've been in seclusion for many years, and Grandma is eager to see your strength."

"Unleash your full power and show everyone what the next Lord of our Soul Temple is capable of."

Sanshui was quite accepting of the fact that he had lost to Chen Ying'er.

Long before Chen Ying'er was identified as the Soul Saintess, she knew that one day she would lose to her granddaughter.

Now, her biggest wish is to see her granddaughter's full potential.

"Okay, grandma."

Previously, Chen Ying'er had only used six or eighteen gates of life. She looked at San Shui and finally gritted her teeth and agreed.

Then, recite the incantation.

In an instant, an extremely tall gate of life appeared on the field.

However, this is not over yet.

One after another, gates to life appeared, each one so tall and imposing, exuding an aura of inviolability.

A total of 36 gates of life surrounded the arena.

At this moment, everyone stood up and looked at Chen Ying'er in the arena. The spotlight was truly overwhelming.

Outsiders were simply watching the spectacle, but the people of the Soul Temple were so shocked and excited that they were on the verge of tears.

Thirty-six Gates of Life!

There has never been such a sight before.

"I surrender."

Looking at the impenetrable gate of life, Sanshui announced his surrender with great satisfaction.

At this moment, no one doubted that Sanshui had deliberately lost to Chen Ying'er.

Thirty-six gates to the living, how are we supposed to fight them?!

This is no longer an individual elimination tournament, this is a gang fight!
This is a rare occurrence where someone conceded defeat so soon after taking the field, but the shock this match brought far exceeded that of the previous ones.

"The Light of Choice is really broken."

Looking at the person chosen by the Light of Choice for the fifth time, this thought resurfaced in the minds of many.

Because the two chosen were Lin Xin from the Dawn of Light Demon Hunter Team and Lin Chen from the Magic Temple.

Lin Xin and Lin Chen both have the surname Lin, so you can already see the problem, right? These two are a grandfather and grandson!

"The Light of Choice is really unpredictable! I hope this round won't be like this forever."

Looking at the results of the first five draws, Bai Xi felt as if the Light of Choice had come to life and was deliberately playing a prank.

But its pranks did not end there.

In the eighth round, I drew Han Yu from the Dawn of Light Demon Hunter Team and Han Qian from the Knight Temple. In the tenth round, I drew Sheng Cai'er from the Dawn of Light Demon Hunter Team and Sheng Yue from the Assassin Temple.

"It's really acting strangely."

Bai Xi didn't know what to say.

She thought that her drawing Long Xingyu was a very rare thing, but it turned out that so many people in their Dawn of Light Demon Hunter Team had drawn their own elders.

"Ha ha……"

Long Tianyin wiped the sweat from his brow and glanced at Long Haochen beside him.

He regrets it now.

I really regret it; I shouldn't have made sarcastic remarks about Yang Haoyu just now.

He now really feels that he will be drawn against Long Haochen.

This has never happened before in the previous Temple Tournament!

Actually, that's not the case. After all, this situation never happened in previous editions, with a bunch of grandchildren participating and successfully making it this far.

On the arena, Saint Cai'er and Saint Yue stood face to face, the atmosphere somewhat subtle.

Before taking action, Sheng Yue finally accepted the fact that she was inferior to Sheng Cai'er and gave her a word of advice.

“Cai’er, don’t hold back later. Don’t treat me like your great-grandfather, just treat me like an ordinary opponent.”

"You can use all your skills and techniques on me."

"This is your stage."

Sheng Yue thought that his time to leave the stage was coming eventually. He might as well take this opportunity to pave the way for his great-granddaughter.

Moreover, I gave myself a good beating.

His great-granddaughter should be able to completely resolve the knot in his heart from back then.

What happened back then was ultimately his fault for letting down his three-year-old great-granddaughter, forcing her to shoulder such a heavy responsibility far too early...

He owes her an explanation.

Sheng Cai'er didn't quite grasp the implication of Sheng Yue's words. However, she was always obedient, and after thinking about Sheng Yue's words, she realized that she couldn't lose.

So he gave the Holy Moon an assassin's salute.

"I'm sorry, great-grandfather."

Then, several extremely realistic phantom images instantly materialized.

This was originally one of the assassin's signature skills, but Saint Cai'er's phantom was so realistic that even a ninth-level expert couldn't tell which one was the real her in an instant.

"From now on, I will no longer hate Senior Saint."

Bai Xi, having discerned Sheng Yue's intention, announced in a low voice.

Before this, she had always disliked Saint Moon.

Because Saint Moon ruthlessly forced three-year-old Saint Cai'er to begin the cycle of trials, she suffered so much, yet she didn't think she had done anything wrong.

At this moment, Sheng Yue, who had been injured by Sheng Cai'er multiple times, showed a relieved smile and looked at Sheng Cai'er to announce her defeat.

He then offered an apology that was nearly twenty years overdue.

“Cai’er, what happened back then was my great-grandfather’s fault. I’m sorry.”

Sometimes, even when they know they've done something wrong, elders are ashamed to apologize to younger generations, as they see it as a challenge to their authority.

The apology that Sheng Yue couldn't bring herself to say before, after being said today, didn't seem so embarrassing anymore.

Why couldn't I say it before?

"However, my apology seems to come a little too late."

"Therefore, you have the right not to forgive."

On the stage, Saint Cai'er was stunned by Saint Yue's apology, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

She never imagined that her great-grandfather would apologize to her in public.