As An Batian's voice fell, the crowd present fell silent, looking at Li Xuan, who was still standing on the 102nd step. A trace of admiration appeared in their eyes.
"Li Xuan, the third round of the competition has ended. You have won."
Seeing Li Xuan standing still, his blood-red and white robe fluttering gently in the breeze, Duan Yazhi couldn't help but transmit his voice to him.
At this moment, Luo Kang in mid-air waved his hand towards Li Xuan. The heavenly ladder beneath Li Xuan's feet instantly dispersed, transforming into a spiritual light that landed in Luo Kang's palm.
As the heavenly ladder disappeared, Li Xuan's body, enveloped in a surge of spiritual energy, slowly descended to the square. Then, Li Xuan slowly raised his head, and the aura emanating from him instantly surged.
A large amount of spiritual energy converged, rapidly integrating into Li Xuan's body.
As this spiritual energy was injected, Li Xuan's complexion gradually became more rosy.
"It's over?" Li Xuan seemed to regain a sliver of consciousness. He looked down at his blood-stained clothes and then slowly chuckled.
"Fifth Junior Brother, are you alright?" Su Yueze and the others, seeing this, immediately rushed to Li Xuan's side, asking with concern.
Li Xuan shook his head and replied with a smile, "I'm fine. Moreover, it seems I've even made some progress."
As Li Xuan spoke, he willed his thoughts, and the bloodstains on his robe instantly vanished.
At this moment, Duan Yazhi, suspended in mid-air, his voice as resonant as a bell, spread out like ripples: "The third round of the competition has concluded. Congratulations to Li Xuan for becoming the new Holy Son of the Seventh Peak!"
"Greetings, Holy Son!"
From the Seventh Peak, all the disciples stood up and bowed towards Li Xuan, shouting in unison. Even Su Yueze and the other three followed suit, cupping their fists towards Li Xuan and shouting along with the disciples of the Seventh Peak.
Li Xuan let out a wry smile, then his expression turned serious. He also cupped his fists and bowed towards Su Yueze and the disciples of the Seventh Peak region, slowly saying, "I hope you will all work together with one heart, and bring glory to the Seventh Peak!"
"We will not fail the Holy Son's mission!"
All the disciples of the Seventh Peak responded in unison. Their voices were as powerful as the midday sun.
Li Xuan nodded slowly, then looked towards Luo Kang, giving a slight nod. Luo Kang's eyes welled up with tears, but they were mostly filled with relief.
"Please, Holy Son Li Xuan, take your seat as Holy Son!"
Seeing this, Duan Yazhi nodded slightly and then said to Li Xuan with a smile.
Li Xuan slowly turned his gaze towards the seats of the Seven Saints and Ten Sages, located at the forefront of the seven major areas.
The seat at the very front, which had been vacant for many years, finally welcomed its owner again.
"Please, Holy Son Li Xuan, take your seat as Holy Son!"
At this moment, all the disciples of the Seventh Peak also shouted in unison, their gazes fixed on Li Xuan.
Although the disciples of the Seventh Peak, apart from Li Xuan and the group brought back by Su Yueze, numbered over a thousand, there were also many disciples from the other six peaks. Initially, there were indeed some rifts and a sense of competition among them. However, today, they were all subdued by Li Xuan's unyielding will.
Perhaps in terms of strength, Li Xuan was not yet the strongest on the Seventh Peak. But everyone believed that with such an unyielding will and tenacious spirit, Li Xuan's future path would only grow longer and higher.
Hoo.
Li Xuan took a deep breath, then held his head high and strode directly to the front of the Holy Son's seat on the Seventh Peak and stopped.
At this moment, the six individuals who were also Holy Sons looked towards Li Xuan. In each of their eyes, there was a trace of recognition.
Li Xuan smiled slightly, cupped his fists and bowed to the six, then immediately sat on the seventh seat.
Boom!
As Li Xuan sat down, a pillar of aura, representing the intermediate strength of the Other Shore Realm, shot straight into the sky, competing with the pillars of the other six. Although there was a slight difference in height, its brightness was no less than that of the six.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Seventh Peak had excited expressions on their faces. Among them, the most excited were the disciples Li Xuan had brought from the Northern Region. The disciples of the Young Sect were even overjoyed, tears streaming down their faces.
Li Xuan's current status as one of the seven Holy Sons of the Azure Hall was a glory that made them immensely proud.
Disciples from other peaks also showed varying degrees of excitement. Although the Seventh Peak had only reopened its doors not long ago, the fervent atmosphere of today had reignited the dormant hearts of many who had been silent for years.
In their eyes, there was a fiery passion.
After all, the Seventh Peak had reopened its doors and would undoubtedly become stronger in the future. To accompany the Seventh Peak's development, they could be considered founding members. This sense of belonging was naturally more real.
"Now that the competition for the Holy Son of the Seventh Peak has concluded, we will proceed to the final challenge."
"That is, the challenge for the Seven Saints and Ten Sages!"
Duan Yazhi paused slightly, then smiled and announced loudly, "To all the Hundred Strong Benevolent Disciples, are there any who wish to challenge them? And to replace their positions?"
To be a Hundred Strong Benevolent Disciple was to possess considerable strength. Duan Yazhi's words stirred the emotions of the crowd once more. In the eyes of many Hundred Strong Benevolent Disciples, a fierce fighting spirit was brewing.
Seeing this, Li Xuan couldn't help but touch his nose. It seemed his previous actions had provoked the fighting spirit of many. After all, the opportunity to challenge the Seven Saints and Ten Sages was right before them, and if they succeeded, they would become one of the new Seven Saints and Ten Sages.
And if they failed, they would only lose the chance to challenge again.
"Holy Son Li Xuan, your actions have caused us quite a bit of trouble. However, it's been a while since I've stretched my limbs. If I can do so today, it might be a good form of exercise."
A man sitting next to Li Xuan glanced at the Hundred Strong Benevolent Disciples in the square and naturally saw the fighting spirit in each of their eyes.
Although he was speaking to Li Xuan, his face showed no hint of blame. The moment his words fell, Li Xuan saw a blur before his eyes, and the man's seat was empty.
"This is Bai Liqi of the Sixth Peak, who dares to challenge me!" With a resounding voice, Li Xuan's gaze shifted to mid-air. The man speaking was precisely the Holy Son of the Sixth Peak, Bai Liqi, who was sitting beside Li Xuan.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Simultaneously, Li Xuan felt a surge of powerful auras. Then, the areas where the Seven Saints and Ten Sages were seated, except for Li Xuan, all appeared in mid-air, each occupying a space.
Li Xuan looked on. The upcoming battles were irrelevant to him. After all, he had just become the Holy Son, and the disciples of the Seventh Peak could not challenge him.
However, Li Xuan knew that in the next Seven Saints and Ten Sages grand gathering, he, like the sixteen individuals in mid-air, would have to face challenges from the Hundred Strong Benevolent Disciples of the Seventh Peak.
Li Xuan muttered to himself, "I am truly looking forward to it. But this position of Holy Son, I, Li Xuan, have taken, and I have no intention of relinquishing it!"