Follow the path of Dao from infancy

Chapter 1619: Chapter 414: Li Hao’s Tao Origin Immortal Seal (Two-in-One) (3)

Earlier, with those waves of encouragement, he thought these Humans were so united.

However, although he watched a good show, had some fun, his mood wasn’t very good.

Neither Su Muqing nor Lin Zhexuan were killed, and the previous battle had shown that these two indeed had terrifying potential, destined to become great threats in the future.

"They were right, Lin Family’s boy, with such exceptional talent, how can you give up so easily? If you went all out, Hei Ji might not have accompanied you in the fight, perhaps even let you win a round. After all, she has the Tao Origin Immortal Seal, how could she really risk her life with a kid like you?"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe smiled with narrowed eyes, his words were meant to provoke.

Lin Zhexuan’s eyes turned cold as he stared at him, but he said nothing.

The other patriarchs weren’t fools. Although the words of the middle-aged man in the purple robe resonated with them, for demons to say such things, it was too obvious a provocation, so they all glared angrily at the middle-aged man in the purple robe.

Seeing that his provocation hadn’t worked, the middle-aged man in the purple robe slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling even more displeased, he sneered and said:

"Instead of just glaring at me, who are you going to send out to die now?"

Upon hearing his words, the anger in the eyes of the patriarchs was instantly dispersed, and their expressions turned grim.

Not only them, Su Zhenyuan and Jiang Qiuyu’s expressions were also gloomy. Lin Zhexuan had lost, who else could fight?

Earlier, they were prepared to win at any cost, but now... even if they spared no expense, the gap in strength meant they would still lose.

It’s like forcing an ordinary person, they still wouldn’t be able to fly.

The scene fell silent, the prodigies of the families all clenched their fists, their faces filled with indignant frustration, but the woman in the black veil in the arena was truly far beyond their reach, even if they went on a suicidal attack, they probably wouldn’t be able to cause her any harm or threat.

"Didn’t expect things would really turn out this way..."

Su Zhenyuan transmitted his voice, but it was filled with extreme bitterness.

Jiang Qiuyu’s face was desolate, they had considered the possibility of Lin Zhexuan losing before, albeit extremely low, but even if it was just a one in ten thousand chance, they had prepared a second strategy for it.

After all, as pillars of the Human Race, how could they possibly put all their eggs in one basket when making strategic arrangements?

However, choosing the second strategy meant that Jiang Xuming’s previous death... truly became meaningless, in vain!

If there’s any meaning to be said, it would probably be letting the world know that such a Human Race prodigy like Jiang Xuming existed.

But how long would he be remembered, would his name be passed down for a hundred years or a thousand years, is yet unknown.

"Let the remaining slots be filled by death warriors."

Lin Daogong glanced at Jiang Qiuyu, with some apology in his eyes, and said softly.

Su Zhenyuan nodded slightly, seeing Jiang Qiuyu silent, taking her silence as acquiescence.

If they couldn’t win, then just send someone to fill in, let the demons kill them, in this way at least they could preserve the combat strength of other prodigies.

The strength of those demons forced them to abandon this first exchange battle, sacrificing an Immortal City.

After all, they couldn’t afford to lose both the bride and the soldiers.

As Su Zhenyuan made his decision, seeing the Humans’ side remained motionless for a long time, the middle-aged man in the purple robe seemed to have guessed something, raised his hand to cut through the Realm, and one by one, figures were extracted from it, lining up.

These figures were all restrained by force, wrapped in chains, with hair disheveled, some covered in blood.

"Brother Zhe!"

"Brother Feng!"

"Lan Jin!"

Seeing these figures, the previously silent crowd suddenly exclaimed in shock.

Although these people were disheveled, some with scars all over their faces, they still recognized their identities.

These were prodigies of the Human Race from thousands of years ago, some even from ten thousand years ago, and they were top monsters in various families!

They had accomplished their training, went to the frontier battlefield, led the Immortal Army to fight demons, but ended up as prisoners of war.

They were also designated prisoners of exchange after the negotiations for this exchange battle.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the purple robe had taken out all these prisoners, displaying them in front of everyone.

"These are the prisoners you specified to take back, win a match, not only will you get a Royal City in the Demon Territory, but also a prodigy prisoner!"

The middle-aged man in the purple robe looked around, his eyes filled with amusement and sneer, said:

"Now, it seems like no one dares to step up anymore, how disappointing, is this the extent of the Human Race’s prodigies? Could it be that out of 20 battles, you can only win one?"

He spoke, his voice somewhat exaggerated, but every word was like a blade, piercing the hearts of everyone.

Out of 20 battles, aside from the one won by Su Muqing, now it seems, they can only win one.

Lin Zhexuan was defeated, and with that veiled demon woman still presiding over the arena, who could win?

All that was left was to admit defeat.

They had considered the possibility of losing, they just didn’t expect to be defeated so miserably, a nineteen to one ratio, it was unbelievable even in their dreams!

"What, planning to give up? These are your Human Race’s prodigies, your frontier hero soldiers, I’ve brought them to your doorstep, planning to give them to you, and you can’t even win them back?!"

The words of the middle-aged man in the purple robe were piercing, plunging the entire Gusu Emperor Star into deathly silence, countless people in the Thirty-six Thousand Immortal Cities clenched their fists, breathing heavily, every blood vessel seemed to swell twice as large, furiously angry, yet unable to speak, only anger and desolation remained.

The prodigies and soldiers of the Human Race’s frontier, prisoners, were brought to their doorstep, yet they lacked the ability to win them back, what a mockery!