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Zhang Tianyou’s expression changed drastically.

He never dreamed that such a thing would happen during the competition.

This also meant that he only had two choices!

He could either give up on the competition and save his sister.

He could either give up on his sister and continue competing.

However, it was only for a moment.

He shouted without hesitation,

“I, Zhang Tianyou, admit defeat! I’ll withdraw from the competition for the position of Saint! Hurry up and open the barrier!”

After saying that, Zhang Tianyou looked at Wang Mang unwillingly and put away the World Annihilation Demon Plate!

The next moment, the barrier above the stage automatically dissipated.

Then, Zhang Tianyou flew into the distance without hesitation.

Seeing this scene, Wang Mang was instantly overjoyed.

F*ck! This top-notch Bad Luck Card was indeed powerful!

It could be said that Zhang Tianyou’s surrender was beyond Wang Mang’s expectations.

However, he also knew that this was very likely related to the top-notch Bad Luck Card.

At this point, under Wang Mang’s dumbfounded gaze, Zhang Tianyou was defeated by him!

This caused the few elders not far away to frown.

They all felt that it was a pity.

Because anyone with a discerning eye could tell.

Zhang Tianyou had a high chance of winning.

In the end, such a thing happened. No one expected it.

Among the elders, only the Third Elder could not help but laugh.

The surrounding disciples in the Martial Arts Practice Field were in an uproar. They looked at Wang Mang enviously and discussed softly.

“If they really continue to fight, Zhang Tianyou has a high chance of becoming the Saint.”

“Of course. How can he be weak if he can fight Wang Mang for three days and three nights?”

“It seems that even the heavens are helping Wang Mang! If it weren’t for Zhang Tianyou’s sister, the position of the Saint would really be in doubt.”

“Looks like the future Holy Son of the Myriad Demon Holy Land will be Wang Mang!”

Obviously, they could tell.

Wang Mang could win this battle.

There was a huge element of luck involved!

In their opinion, if the battle continued, it would be hard to say who would win or lose!

At this moment, the elder in charge of the battle walked up and said indifferently,

“After three incense sticks of time, if no one objects, then the position of Chosen belongs to Wang Mang!”

After hearing this, Wang Mang immediately heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. However, Wang Mang was still a little nervous.

He looked down at the stage indifferently.

They were afraid that another peerless prodigy would suddenly appear!

Fortunately, what Wang Mang was worried about did not happen!

After the time for three incense sticks to burn, no one jumped out to object.

At this moment, this elder nodded at Wang Mang and announced,

“From today onwards, Wang Mang is the Holy Son of the Myriad Demon Holy Land!”

Hearing this, Wang Mang heaved a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.

F*ck, the position of Saint was not easy!

There were many twists and turns!

In order to become a Saint.

Wang Mang had put in a lot of effort.

Fortunately, he finally succeeded!

Just as Wang Mang was feeling excited…

The system’s voice sounded.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully completed the mission!] [Ding! Congratulations, host! You have received 1 billion energy points!] [Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained an Immortal King Treasure Chest xi!]

After hearing the system’s voice,

Wang Mang was overjoyed.

With the reward this time,

Wang Mang was not far from his next evolution.

After all, he still had 900 million energy points left from his last evolution!

It wasn’t too much to give him another billion energy points for an Immortal King Treasure Chest, right?

With this thought in mind, Wang Mang was instantly in a good mood.

For a time, Wang Mang swept his gaze over the group of disciples below the stage in high spirits, and his heart was filled with arrogance.

He could be considered to have broken away from the masses now. Even in the Holy Emperor Continent, he could be considered a big shot.

After all, he was the Holy Son of a first-rate Holy Land!

His status was very high!

At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly descended.

In the next moment, Wang Mang felt his vision blur.

Then, a domineering middle-aged man in a black robe appeared in front of him.

He walked towards Wang Mang with an indifferent expression. He took out a token and chuckled.

“This is the holy son token of the Myriad Demon Holy Land! It belongs to you now!”

Looking at the domineering middle-aged man in front of him, Wang Mang immediately said respectfully, “Thank you, Holy Master!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang took the Saint Token!

This palm-sized holy son token was completely black.

On the back were the words “10,000 Demons” and on the front were the words “Holy Son”!

As for the domineering middle-aged man who gave Wang Mang the Saint Token.

This guy in front of him was the current Holy Lord of the Myriad Demon Holy Land!

Of course.

When Wang Mang’s strength reached the late-stage of the Saint Emperor Realm.

This Holy Lord had to retire and give up his position.

This had always been the rule of the Holy Master!

What surprised Wang Mang was…

This Sacred Master had the slightest hostility towards him.

However, Wang Mang did not let down his guard.

After all, he had indeed offended the Myriad Demon Sacred Lord.

Therefore, he still had to be vigilant.

At this moment, the Holy Master chuckled.

“Since you’ve become the Holy Son of my Myriad Demon Holy Land…”

“In the future, we can’t lose the reputation of the Myriad Demon Holy Land!” Wang Mang hurriedly smiled and nodded, “Don’t worry, Holy Master!” Hearing this, the Holy Master nodded indifferently and said to the Third Elder in the distance:

“Tell us the scope of the Holy Son’s authority!”

With that, the Holy Master’s figure flashed and disappeared.

In the distance, Third Elder Jingtian walked over with a smile.

“Let’s go. We’ll talk as we walk.”

With that, the Third Elder grabbed Wang Mang’s shoulder and walked down the stage.

On the way, the Third Elder also told Wang Mang about his authority.

The power of a Holy Son was actually not great, so there was naturally no need to worry too much.

However, when he was outside, he had to protect the reputation of the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

Of course, the Holy Son still had some power.

For example, he had the right to mobilize ordinary elders.

This was because there were a total of eight elders in the Myriad Demon Holy Land.

The First Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder had no right to mobilize them. He had the right to transfer the Fourth Elder to the Eighth Elder.

However, he had to greet the Holy Master first.

This was because from the Fourth Elder to the Eighth Elder, the four elders had always been the direct subordinates of the Holy Master.

The First Elder, Second Elder, and Third Elder were all from the three branches of the Holy Land.

To put it bluntly, it was.

The Sacred Lord, the First Elder, the Fourth Elder, the Fifth Elder, the Sixth Elder, the Seventh Elder, and the Eighth Elder.

These Elders were from the Bloodthirsty Patriarch’s bloodline.

As for the elders of the Demon God Ancestor’s faction, there was actually only the Third Elder.

The only elder from the Dark Ancestor’s faction was the Second Elder.

After learning about the elder faction of the Myriad Demon Holy Land, Wang Mang was instantly speechless.

This was because the Bloodthirsty Patriarch’s bloodline was dominating the situation.

This was because the current Holy Master came from the Bloodthirsty Patriarch’s bloodline.

However, this also resulted in Wang Mang being in an extremely awkward situation!

Strictly speaking, Wang Mang didn’t even have any authority!