Creating the Shura Palace in a Fantasy World
Chapter 88 - 88 - You are So-Song Yang!

As soon as that voice fell, all eyes couldn't help but turn in a direction, where a young man suddenly appeared, without them noticing.

"You are So-Song Yang!"

One of the disciples immediately recognized Song Yang and couldn't help but murmur, stammering in fear.

They were thinking about what would happen after leaving the secret realm, but, it seems, Song Yang found them before the competition even ended!

The faces of the inner and core disciples of the Black Tortoise Sacred Land weren't the only ones to change at that moment; even Ling Yuan, who had always remained firm like a rock, regardless of the situation, began to sweat cold.

While he desperately tried to find a way to escape this situation, he thought that if before Song Yang already wanted to kill him, imagine now after hearing what he had just said!

He seriously doubted that Song Yang, who appeared without anyone noticing, had not heard all the arrogant words he had said.

"Since you are the last one holding the token, I will do you a favor I did not do for anyone. I will give you the opportunity to say your last words."

Looking at Ling Yuan with contempt, Song Yang mocked coldly.

Seeing the boy who previously spoke so arrogantly about him, Song Yang couldn't help but become interested in discovering how he would react now that he was face to face with him.

"Y-you can't kill me!"

Ling Yuan tried to speak, but the only thing he managed to do was mutter those words. Before Song Yang could respond, he continued:

"I am the current Saint Son of the Black Tortoise Sacred Land. You can't kill me, otherwise, you will be a dead man!"

As he spoke, he seemed to gain a trace of confidence. Although small, it was enough to give him the courage to finish his speech.

This confidence came from the fact that, deep down, with the last remnant of rationality that hadn't been overtaken by fear, he thought Song Yang truly wouldn't dare kill him.

After all, he believed he was the most noble person present in this genius competition. Although many talents were participating in the sect, he was the Saint Son of a sacred land.

Moreover, since the Saint Son of the Purple Flame Sacred Land had already passed the age of twenty-five and wasn't participating, even among the other main forces, there were few direct descendants competing.

Naturally, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was the most noble person here. If not for Song Yang, in his heart, he believed no one could take his champion title from this genius competition.

After all, his cultivation had already reached the advanced stage of Soul Formation.

But what he, just like none of the other disciples, did not notice was that, at the moment he mentioned being the Saint Son of the Black Tortoise Sacred Land, instead of fear or hesitation, Song Yang's gaze became incredibly cold.

"So you are the Saint Son of the Black Tortoise Sacred Land?"

Song Yang asked with a somewhat strange voice.

"Yes, yes, we are disciples of the Black Tortoise Sacred Land!"

"Exactly, I am an inner disciple of the Black Tortoise Sacred Land."

"And I am a core disciple..."

Even before Ling Yuan had time to respond, the disciples who were scared behind him thought that Song Yang seemed intimidated upon hearing the name of their sect and immediately started talking.

Although they knew that Song Yang would probably not kill them, only Ling Yuan, they feared that if he really killed Ling Yuan, when they returned to the Sacred Land without the Saint Son, they would be killed by the Saint Lord to satisfy his anger.

So, upon perceiving Song Yang's hesitation, they began to speak frantically, as if they wanted to scare him even more.

Only Ling Yuan found Song Yang's voice strange, which seemed to be mocking them. Without the other disciples noticing, he began to slowly retreat. However, in the next second...

SWISH!

Numerous sword sounds followed by flashes of light appeared in the cave.

These sword energies precisely struck the bodies of Ling Yuan and all the other disciples, killing them instantly.

In their last breaths, unable to believe that they had really been killed by Song Yang, the only thing they heard was Song Yang's "regretful" voice:

"Seriously, did you have to threaten me with the Black Tortoise Sacred Land? If I hadn't known that you were from the Black Tortoise Sacred Land, only one would have to die..."

Then, looking at the corpses on the ground, Song Yang coldly murmured as he crushed the last prodigy token:

"Don't worry, soon, the entire Black Tortoise Sacred Land will follow you."

Song Yang had not forgotten the rivalry between the Shura Palace and the Black Tortoise Sacred Land during the six months he had been in retreat; after all, they even dared to kill some assassins from the Shadow Demon Legion.

In Song Yang's mind, the Black Tortoise Sacred Land is at the top of his kill list!

In the next second, the entire secret realm began to tremble uncontrollably.

This meant that the first part of the genius competition had been concluded, and those who did not have a prodigy token would be immediately expelled from the secret realm.

Well... since Song Yang destroyed all the prodigy tokens, everyone who was still alive would be teleported out.

"This Fang Yu really managed to escape from me within this secret realm..."

"Even worse, I didn't even get to see him after I entered."

Seeing that he was about to be forcibly pulled out of the secret realm, Song Yang couldn't help but be irritated.

Until now, he could not understand how he had not found Fang Yu. It was as if he wasn't even in the secret realm but somewhere else.

While thinking, Song Yang felt that he was beginning to be teleported out of the secret realm, and immediately used the aura control technique.