Chapter 272: Despicable Departure! Everyone Fell for the Trap!

Luo Ya gasped in shock, "Your Majesty?"

The Regent Prince hastily took the hidden pill himself.

Only then did he barely stabilize the vitality that was about to collapse; he was truly furious!

He almost died from anger!

Damn little thief!

Shen Qingli really was that little thief!

He stole her treasure!

That was the complete Shen Ting Four Symbols Three Spirits she had painstakingly gathered!

It was originally of great use; just wait for the right moment and it could become the strongest deity in the realm!

What Dao Lord, Di Jin—could be easily pinched to death, but now…

Gone!

"Pfft!"

The Regent Prince again failed to steady himself and spat blood.

Hateful!

So hateful!

Even though he had long guessed the thief was Shen Qingli!

Even now it still fills her with hatred!

"Your Majesty, please don't get worked up."

Luo Ya panicked and urged, whereupon the people of the Holy Court came to their senses.

"How could this happen?"

"How is this possible!"

"Cheating! Despicable!"

"This must be an outside force!"

They refuse to acknowledge the existence of a God‑Conferring level, yet they could be flung aside by a mere Earth Immortal!

They were somewhat resigned to their impotence; Jialuona likewise could not hold back.

"That doesn't count!"

Jialuona blurted out instinctively.

"I can't afford to lose!"

Shen Qing Tong sneered and shouted!

"If you can't afford to lose, don't gamble!"

"Is the Holy Court just a bunch of people who can't stand losing?"

"Eh! Even a Guardian Dharma God, an elder of the Eternal Realm, and this is all?"

The Dao Court all jeered at her, heckling Jialuona until her old face could barely hold up.

"I—"

"Jialuona."

Di Er stopped Jialuona from uttering the impulsive words she was about to spew in her anger.

"The outcome isn't decided yet; no need to be disheartened."

Di Er made a calm assessment, and only then did the flustered Holy Court begin to settle down a little.

That's why they saw the Eighteen Monks already standing up.

Though the Giant Monk had dispersed, the invisible God‑Conferring battle power he had condensed did not vanish!

"Ha!"

Luo Ya laughed out loud.

Thus she finally understood a little—

"Shen Qingli, you're already a Nine Rank Earth Immortal; if you advance further, you'll have to withdraw."

The Holy Court was first stunned, then burst into thunderous cheers! Hope rose again!

"Exactly!"

"Our strength remains!"

"Shen Qingli can't possibly advance again!"

"In other words, we're about to win!"

Anyone with clear sight could see that Shen Qingli could fling the Giant Monk aside, thanks to the surging momentum from leaping straight from First Rank Lower Immortal to Nine Rank Earth Immortal!

In this awakening and surge of advancement, even a God‑Conferring‑level Giant Monk, no matter how strong, could not withstand her erupting power—but one can advance only once!

Advance again, and she's out!

"Hahahaha!"

"Come on!"

"Again!"

The Holy Court was beside itself with excitement.

Tian Yi's and Jialuona's complexions both improved.

But the Regent Prince still couldn't let go of her treasure! Her treasure!

Compared to having a strand of her soul pulled out, Shen Qingli stealing the Three Spirits from her lair makes her unable to let go even more!

"Little thief!"

You little thief!

The Regent Prince shouted angrily!

Not scolding a couple of sentences really feels suffocating in my heart.

Even if she had guessed earlier that the thief was Shen Qingli, she actually still thought she could take it back.

But now, it can't be taken back; it's all been digested by that little thief!

"Who are you calling a thief? You're the thief!"

Liu Meng was furious and immediately started cursing!

"You old thing, I've long disliked you! In Sheng Long Tian you pretended to be my little junior sister's mother, stealing her divine bones! No! Surely there's more! You must have stolen my little junior sister's talent too!"

These words stirred Shen Qingli's heart and mind.

"Nonsense!"

The Regent Prince shouted angrily!

Zhan Yuefeng, however, had already understood!

"It must be! Otherwise, how could my little junior sister's initial awakening be the Vermilion Bird inheritance instead of the Phoenix inheritance?"

These words also made Shen Qingli understand! The painting on the Regent Prince's dome that shows her mother was done by her hand!

"Regent Prince! You're the real big thief!" Zhan Yuefeng declared loudly!

"Old thief, shameless! Reincarnated into my Sheng Long Tian to steal our divine princess's talent!"

"Where is the Holy Buddha! How can such an old thief deserve fine robes and jade attire, appearing in such a setting!"

Everyone in the Dao Tribunal helped Liu Meng's senior and junior brothers curse, leaving the Regent Prince drenched in disgrace.

The Regent Prince could barely speak, for she indeed was a thief, so she couldn't say that Shen Qingli stole her three spirits.

However, Di Er spoke up: "What's with all this righteous indignation? We two realms have never been a harmonious, friendly relationship; before battle, using dirty tricks against each other is called 'war has no contempt for deceit.'"

"Vulgar!"

"Tsk!"

The venerable elder directly vomited, disregarding his image, vividly expressing his contempt.

Di Er darkened his face: "You're not going to watch the battle, are you?"

"Hmph!"

The Dao Tribunal rolled their eyes, then continued to focus on the battle platform.

At this moment, Liu Meng and Zhan Yuefeng also couldn't bother to scold the Regent Prince.

After all, the Eighteen Monks had fully recovered and were now charging at them to kill.

"Battle!"

Shen Qingmo remained as before: ruthless and sparing with words.

As the Kun shadow rose from his forehead, he lunged and killed a monk.

Shen Qingtong's eyes shone extraordinarily: "San Ge, be careful! Though they fight individually, they still support each other!"

Just as his words fell, Shen Qingmo's fist already landed a critical hit on the opposing head monk's head, yet it made a hard 'dong' sound, as if his fist struck unbreakable metal and stone.

Shen Qingmo's fist even started to bleed.

"Die!"

The head monk simultaneously unleashed a punch!

The punch's wind glowed, gold as hard as steel!

"Bang!"

A critical hit punch came down, and the restrictions around the battle platform trembled slightly.

The hearts of everyone in the Dao Tribunal rose, some with bad looks, thinking Shen Qingmo had been beaten to a pulp.

"The Northern Dark Shadow Technique lives up to its reputation." Tai Jin, however, praised it in a sentence.

He and the gods could clearly see that, at the crucial moment, the Northern Dark Shadow brought forth Shen Qingmo.

However, the Western Sect's head monk, though he punched at empty air, still increased his speed and aggression! A punch blasted toward the Dragon Crown Prince.

Why choose the Dragon Crown Prince? Of course because he looks clueless, there's no one around now, and he's farthest from the Northern Dark Shadow!

"Kill!"

The other seventeen monks cooperating with the head monk's sortie all locked onto targets and burst out to kill! To cooperate with the head monk's night raid, however——

"Heaven's Blessing!"

Zhan Yuefeng first gave the Dragon Crown Prince good fortune.

At the same time, he immediately hid behind Shen Qingli.

After all, if good fortune is given to someone else, he'll be unlucky, so he must cling to a strong thigh.

Thus……

"Bang!"

The head monk's punch was originally meant to land a critical hit on the Dragon Crown Prince's soft ribs!

But because the Dragon Crown Prince happened to raise his head, that punch directly landed a critical hit on his hardest dragon horn.

"Clang!"

Metal and stone against metal and stone!

Needle point against wheat awn!

They were actually evenly matched!

"Roar!"

As the Crown Prince of the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan, Long Sanbao also has a divine talent—Divine Dragon Tail Swing!

He directly summoned wind and rain, swept toward the chief monk with devastating force, and instantly sent him flying.

「Pfft! 」

At the same time, Yu Liuyun was no match for his opponent and vomited blood in the fight.

Not only Yu Liuyun, but many prodigy little immortals from the four seas and eight wildernesses were also beaten into serious injury!

「We've been tricked! 」

Shen Qing Tong's face darkened!

The chief monk who launched the surprise attack actually had little combat strength.

On the contrary, those six who injured people gathered together most of the strength of the eighteen monks!

The other twelve monks were all just putting up a front.

「They coordinated too perfectly! 」

Zhan Yuefeng also realized the situation was dire; they had already lost six fighters.

「Hahaha! 」

Everyone in the Holy See saw the signs and burst into cheers and encouragement.

「Hmph! 」

Each of the eighteen monks had a grim expression, as if they had just vented their anger.

Moreover, they pursued their victory and suddenly united again!

「Gather! 」

The Giant Monk rose again!

Though not as mighty as before!

But the speed of their coalescence increased countlessfold!

In an instant they coalesced, and a punch came crashing down on Shen Qingli!

Everyone knew Shen Qingli was the key to victory!

「We won! 」

The Holy See cheered without cease!

It seemed they could already see Shen Qingli either dead or severely injured.

Unfortunately…