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He was a current saint of the Blue Luan Clan, and he enjoyed a respected status wherever he went. Moreover, he had set foot on the Supreme Path and was cultivated as a future hero. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Under the gazes of everyone, in front of countless peerless geniuses of his generation, he was trampled on the ground and had his feathers plucked until he was naked. He would rather choose to suicide than suffer that kind of treatment.

Correct, suicide!

Since real death did not happen on the Immortal Sacred Mountain. Rather than be humiliated and tortured, it was better to leave the scene in advance by ‘death.’

As for the rankings and fighting for luck, Qing Wenjun no longer cared.

If he let the humiliation continue it would become a stain in his life. He would always be ridiculed by others and never be able to hold his head up again.

However, just as Qing Wenjun made the decision and prepared himself, he was shocked to discover that his body was restrained by an obscure force. Let alone take his own life, he couldn’t even lift a finger.

It was the power of Baxia Imprisonment!

Xiao Qinghe was tortured, humiliated and defeated. How would Lin Xun let Qing Wenjun get away so easily?

He would not let him take his own life!

“Demon God Lin, do you really want to go so far and become my enemy? You should know that real deaths do not happen on the Immortal Sacred Mountain. If you act so ruthlessly, are you not worried about me retaliating tenfold in the future?”

Qing Wenjun’s handsome face contorted with a sinister expression as he threatened.

Bang!

A hard slap to the back of his head made him see stars and sent a rush of pain through his head.

Then he heard Lin Xun’s calm voice——

“I have never eaten barbecued blue luan wings before, I must try them today.”

Qing Wenjun froze, breathless with anger. Although he was a sicko in torturing his opponent, Demon God Lin...

He wants to eat me!

Lin Xun did not hesitate at all. He did what he said. He swung up the Broken Blade and with a slashing stroke, took off the two huge ten-foot-long blue luan wings.

The pair of wings was bare and smooth, and the flesh was very succulent.

Lin Xun first activated the power of the water dao to create a stream of water and cleaned the blood stains on the pair of wings. Then, he brought out a bronze spear from the storage ring and skewered the wings.

During this process, Qing Wenjun almost passed out from the pain, but that only deepened the shame and resentment in his heart even more!

The audience looked at him with perplexed expressions. What is Demon God Lin doing? Does he really plan to barbecue the blue luan wings?

They couldn’t believe it.

Boom!

Under the astonished gazes, flames shot out from the palm of Lin Xun and enveloped the skewered blue luan wings. He skillfully roasted them, rotating the bronze spear from time to time to avoid burning them...

“Heavens! A saint of our Blue Luan Clan is being treated like food? How humiliating!”

At the foot of the mountain, members of the Blue Luan Clan were boiling with anger, smoke rising from the top of their heads. They hated the fact they couldn’t rush up to fight Lin Xun.

Everyone else was struck dumb. The Blue Luan Clan was an ancient and terrifying clan, and Qing Wenjun was a current saint of the younger generation of the clan. He had a respected Identity and status, yet he was treated like food.

Lin Xun’s movements were very swift. Moreover, he barbecued the meat with the superb dao art Combustion Star River.

In just a few moments, the pair of blue luan wings were a delicious golden brown and glistened in the light. A mouthwatering aroma filled the battlefield as the oil dripped onto the flames and sizzled.

“The quality of this meat is extraordinary!” Lin Xun took a whiff of the air.

The meaty aroma of the blue luan wings was unexpectedly delicious.

To ordinary people, one bite could extend the life span like an amazing tonic.

To cultivators, one mouthful of a piece of pure-blood blue luan meat was no different from eating an elixir.

At the beginning of a cultivator’s practice, they would often use the blood and flesh of various divine birds and beasts to temper their bodies and foundations!

The strong aroma spread while the barbecued wings glowed brilliantly like sunset clouds. Many cultivators couldn’t help but secretly salivate.

It was definitely a great treasure-level tonic!

Qing Wenjun was coughing up blood, berserk with rage. He roared and screamed again and again, almost breaking down

But Lin Xun paid no attention to him and just continued to barbecue the meat.

As soon as he finished barbecuing the wings, he swiftly slashed off the pair of claws, washed them clean, and started barbecuing again.

“Demon God Lin, you’re going to die!”

At the foot of the mountain, the experts of the Blue Luan Clan thundered.

The spectators from the other ancient sects were speechless. An earthshaking battle had turned into a barbecue feast.

And it happened on the Luck Battlefield! Anyone who saw it would be dumbfounded.

“He is indeed a demon god!”

The cultivators who hated Lin Xun shuddered. He treated a peerless genius who had set foot onto the Supreme Path like food, so was he not afraid of that bringing about his own death?

As for the other Little Giants, they all donned different expressions but all were shocked by the scene.

It was no doubt unfortunate for Qing Wenjun. He thought that Demon God Lin was very unlucky to encounter him, but who would have thought that the real victim was him?!

If this matter spread to the outside world, even if Qing Wenjun managed to survive, would he be able to lift his head again? Whoever saw him would think of when he became food for Demon God Lin. Was that not humiliating to death?

Pu!

Qing Wenjun felt rage beating in his heart. After suffering such humiliation and torture, he couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes rolled back to his skull. He directly lost consciousness.

He was a high and mighty genius with a strong state of mind, but he was so angry that he passed out. No one would believe this unless they witnessed it with their own eyes.

Once Qing Wenjun fainted, a gush of power of law and order emerged, transporting him out of the Luck Battlefield.

Even the blue luan wings and claws that Lin Xun cooked up were taken away. Lin Xun, who was excited to enjoy the meal, was taken aback for a moment, and then he sighed softly, “Why did you take away my food? I haven’t even had a bite...”

Everyone was at a loss for words. Is Demon God Lin a foodaholic?

In truth, Lin Xun had no intention of eating Qing Wenjun. He only wanted to avenge Xiao Qinghe.

Shua!

Lin Xun returned to the dao altar on the mountain peak to find another two great dao luck powers on his Coiling Dragon Tablet.

One came from Qing Wenjun’s Coiling Dragon Tablet.

The other was a prize from the Immortal Forbidden Land.

He noticed that the four dragon claws on the tablet were glowing a golden hue, complementing the dragon’s tail.

The Little Giants atop the other mountains tried to conceal the hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at Lin Xun.

Before this, Qing Wenjun’s tyrannical strength had instilled fear in many people, and many were glad to have avoided facing him in the first round of battles.

Some were certain that even if they were to face off against Qing Wenjun, it would be extremely difficult for them to win.

Fortunately, Demon God Lin suppressed Qing Wenjun!

However, Qing Wenjun was eliminated now, leaving behind the more terrifying Demon God Lin!

“We must never face Lin Xun head-on. We should use our strengths to target his weaknesses.”

“Demon God Lin has demonstrated two great dao powers—water and fire. His punches, body arts and palm techniques are all amazing. Also, his strength is extraordinary. If we want to defeat him, we must…”

“The scariest thing is that he hasn’t used that broken blade yet. Will he have more tricks up his sleeve?”

The Little Giants all tried to recall the details of the battle just now to compare their strengths to Lin Xun’s.

As they say, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

Although Lin Xun was powerful, they had their own means and trump cards. The most useful thing for them to do now was to formulate a plan on how effectively to suppress Lin Xun if they faced him!

“In this battle, the most unusual thing has to be when Demon God Lin countered the power of the Sky Repairing Needle. He seemed to be injured, but in truth, he was completely unaffected.”

Xiao Cangtian, Ye Chen, Jin Muyun and Yu Lingkong thought more about it.

If two people were evenly matched in strength, there had to be other factors that affected the outcome of the battle.

However, they were still puzzled as to why Lin Xun managed to counterattack when Qing Wenjun should have had the upper hand when he activated the Blue Luan Eight Ultimate Strikes.

At that time, Lin Xun’s strength instantly soared to an unprecedented level. Did he deliberately hold back his strength, or did he use some kind of secret art to bring out his potential?

“That guy definitely has more tricks up his sleeve!” In the end, they came to a conclusion, which changed the way that they looked at Lin Xun.

It was not scary to have a strong opponent, but it was frightening to not be able to see through the depths of your opponent!

Undoubtedly, the strength that Lin Xun showed had sparked vigilance and apprehension in them.

Of course, this was not fear. They each had incredible powers and trump cards so they believed that they would be able to suppress him in battle!

……

The eighteenth duel began, and it was A’lu who stepped onto the battlefield.

In the time to make a cup of tea, his opponent was defeated and left with broken bones.

Many people’s jaws dropped at the sight of A’lu’s fierce and barbaric fighting methods.

No one thought that a barbarian who appeared out of nowhere would be so tough and ruthless.

This was the final match of the first round of battle.

The thirty-six top figures on the Little Giants List finished the first round of duels. In the end, eighteen people remained and eighteen people were eliminated.

The ranking of the eliminated cultivators would be determined according to the amount of great dao luck on their Coiling Dragon Tablet and based on their performance on the Luck Battlefield.

The winners would progress into the second round.

However, before the second set of matches started, Lin Xun and the other seventeen Little Giants saw a shower of colorful rain bathe their bodies.

It was the Sacred Recovery Rain that was unique to Immortal Sacred Mountain!