You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?

The field fell into complete silence, and everyone watched Lin Yue in disbelief.

Just moments ago, they were shocked by the outburst of aura from Xia Wuhua, yet in the blink of an eye, the Seventeenth Prince released an even more terrifying aura, and the situation reversed instantly!

Xia Wuhua's strength was so formidable that it was not far off from the eighth layer of Tianxia Building, and ordinary entry-level Saints, who usually use avatars, would find it difficult to kill him.

Yet, had the Seventeenth Prince severely injured Xia Wuhua in just one encounter?

This was simply too terrifying.

At this moment, the wounds on Xia Wuhua's body were rapidly healing. His physical body was cultivated to such an extent that even decapitation would not result in death, only time was needed to recover.

But the physical wounds were far less compared to the severe blow to his heart.

"How is this possible?"

Xia Wuhua stared at Lin Yue, unable to believe what had happened.

In the past, he had been self-confident and unperturbed, always smiling because he had never met a match, and he was even hailed as the strongest genius in a thousand years. Even most Saints could not do anything to him using avatars.

But... how long had this Seventeenth Prince been cultivating?

Not only was he slightly superior in the basics of cultivation methods, but the True Skill he created was terrifying. The nascent form of the Dao he had condensed was so heavenly, and it even somewhat restrained Xia Wuhua!

The nascent form of Dao he grasped could alter the dimensions of space, without a doubt, a Path of Heavenly Reversal.

Yet, the nascent form of Dao that the Seventeenth Prince possessed seemed to disregard all obstructions, and even space itself was subtly penetrated!

His instant teleportation relied on changes in space and always needed a moment, but the opponent directly penetrated space, easily catching up with him, leaving him with no time to dodge.

"I was a bit careless just now, but even if I desperately dodged, I wouldn't last many rounds..."

Xia Wuhua had this unwilling thought in his mind, and then thought somewhat fearfully: "If he had used that Divine Artifact earlier, wouldn't I be dead?"

Thinking this, he could not help but feel a shudder in his heart.

"I lost..."

Xia Wuhua's mood was a bit complicated. He took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and looked at Lin Yue not far away, his voice low as he spoke, "I am inferior in skills, the Seventeenth Prince is indeed stronger than I, Xia Wuhua."

As soon as these words came out, the geniuses of the Martial Cultivator faction from outside also fell silent.

Once upon a time, they always considered their senior brother to be the strongest genius of all generations, but... he was defeated just like that?

The geniuses from outside couldn't help but look at that figure exuding an overwhelming presence complexly, as if they were seeing an insurmountable, endless high mountain, involuntarily feeling a suffocating breathlessness.

"You can take your people and leave now. My Ancestor Hall does not welcome those of unknown origins."

Lin Yue glanced calmly at Xia Wuhua, gradually stopping the Chaos Reopening within his body, and the terrifying oppressive sensation also slowly dissipated.

He did not look at Xia Wuhua again but just casually popped a few Spirit Pills into his mouth that replenished Essence, quickly restoring Primordial Power.

—He knew these people would not leave.

So, the only way was...

"Alright."

Xia Wuhua slowly began to speak, "Since the Seventeenth Prince has such distrust of us, then we should clarify things here and now."

He turned his head to look at the group of Great Cultivators led by the red-robed bald woman among the nearby spectators, sighing, "Sister, at this point, if we don't make it clear now, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet the Main Hall Master."

The red-robed bald woman moved, went to the square within, and stood opposite Lin Yue.

"Swish, swish, swish—"

Three figures appeared in front of Lin Yue, revealing themselves to be the Hall Masters of the Heavenly Light Hall, Primordial Yang Hall, and Black Sand Hall of the Ancestor Hall.

The opponent was after all a Saint-level powerhouse, and their actual strength was unclear, so naturally, the three of them would not let Lin Yue face a Saint-level powerhouse alone.

Lin Yue had also heard from his Master that the strength of this leading Saint was only average, not that sort of heavenly Saint-level powerhouse.

Thus, under the suppression of the Eye of Heaven in Jingzhou, they were only at the level of the eighth layer of Tianxia Building.

As long as he issued an Imperial Decree, fully exerting his complete strength, he should be able to cope.

However, having the protection of the Hall Masters like this was not bad either.

"Say whatever you have to say here," Lin Yue said calmly, looking at the red-robed bald woman.

"Seventeenth Prince," the red-robed bald woman said with an icy expression facing Lin Yue, "Since you want to know our origins, why don't you first take a look at what this is?"

She slowly raised a hand, and in it suddenly appeared a token.

The token was made of stone, and on it, two complex and archaic characters were visible, emitting an aura of ancient, wild times.

What was this?

All present were stunned, evidently none recognizing this token.

Yet Lin Yue narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just then—

A strange fluctuation suddenly emanated from within the front chamber of the Ancestor Hall.

"Hmm? Is it the Human Ancestor statue?"

"Why has the Human Ancestor statue suddenly become reactive?"

The source of the fluctuation was immediately recognized as the statue in the front chamber, which contained a trace of the Human Ancestor's Divine Soul Power!

The statue reacted right after the token was taken out?

In that moment, everyone's gaze shifted towards the token in the red-robed bald woman's hand.

What exactly was this token?

"Brother," the voice of the Ancient Hall Master suddenly sounded from the depths of the Ancestor Hall, "These two characters are the writings of the Ancient Human Clan, the words 'Wu Yan'."

A single stone raises a thousand ripples.

These words from the Ancient Hall Master caused the entire crowd to stir.

Because...

Wu Yan was the name of the Human Ancestor!