That's what I said, but everybody knows it doesn't make sense.

She is recognized by everyone as a genius, and her cultivation is naturally to be shown to everyone to see, not to mention at such a moment, what is the point of hiding it?

"Could it be that His Royal Highness Fengyang didn't dare to come, so he just found someone to come over and make up the numbers, right?"

The one who said this was one of the Xuanyuan Hao faction, and the others didn't know what was going on, but the people of their faction knew it very well.

His Royal Highness Fengyang is probably still lying in bed unconscious now, how can he come to participate in the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.

Didn't they take that into account in the first place?

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, it was like a stone falling into the water, stirring up a thousand waves.

Everyone started a crazy discussion about this topic.

Xuanyuan Yi also noticed this problem at first, but she said not to worry, she had a way to solve it.

In addition, the time was too tight at that time, so they had no choice but to do this.

Huang Qianqian stood on the altar, completely ignoring what was being discussed below.

As soon as the time came, the petals of Jiuye glaze began to fall automatically.

The moment the first petal falls, it symbolizes the official start of the festival.

No matter how much the people below had to say, they were all quiet at this time.

This is faith, a faith that only belongs to the Xuanchen Kingdom.

This belief is even observed by Xuanyuan Hao, who made a move against Fengyang.

However, just as they were about to see the joke, Huang Qianqian suddenly moved.

The evil reading in her hand danced, and the speed was so fast that only the afterimage remained, and ordinary people couldn't see the trajectory of the sword clearly with the naked eye.

Not only did she swing very fast, but later on, even she danced very fast.

The ordinary people who were almost present could only see one blur of shadows after another, spinning around on the altar.

Only the monks could fully see her movements.

Xuanyuan Hao was a little shocked, this result was indeed beyond his expectations.

Because of the speed of the person on the stage, not only Xuanyuan Fengyang couldn't do it when he was in his heyday, but even he, even Xuanyuan Yi, couldn't do it.

Who the hell are they looking for? There is such a terrifying speed.

Everyone was immersed in her speed, and no one even noticed the strangeness of the Jiuye glazed petals around her.

I don't know how long it took, but the phantom that had been shaking on the stage finally stopped.

Huang Qianqian used his sword to throw out a sword flower at the end, and then covered his hand and carried the sword behind his back.

She stood still on the altar, her peach blossom eyes glowing slightly, and she looked at the audience with a somewhat indifferent expression.

At this time, there was a burst of exclamation in the crowd, and then more and more people found out.

It turned out that those Jiuye glazed petals that fell on the altar were actually used by him little by little to arrange them into two words.

Unknighted.

Xuanyuan Wujue, the founder of the Xuanchen Kingdom.

At this moment, life is unexpectedly irrepressible, regardless of the customs and traditions of many years, everyone is discussing.

Jiuye glaze has the most basic requirements, the sword must not touch any petals.

If there is a touch, the petal rain will automatically stop.

The fact that he didn't stop just now proves that the person on the stage really didn't touch the petals with his sword.

So how exactly does she do it?

I have never been able to do this before, and the impact that these two words can be caused by the Jiuye glazed petals is unimaginable.

(End of chapter)