Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Everyone around waited quietly, but a long time passed and the two of them did not come out. All that could be seen was the constantly cracking space around them.

Considering that Ji Guangling had voluntarily entered the dimensional space, all the surrounding Saints broke through space and entered the dimensional space as well.

Just as everyone expected, the two of them began to fight in the dimensional space.

It's important to understand that the dimensional space, much like those desolate places, contains spiritual energy, but it's extremely scarce.

Under normal circumstances, the ideal scenario for a battle between a non-saint and a saint would be right here.

Because spiritual energy is scarce, the ability of sages to control spiritual energy will disappear, and everyone will have to rely entirely on their own strength.

However, in most cases, when a saint pulls a non-saint into the dimensional space, it signifies the end of the battle.

They won't fight internally. As time goes by, the power of non-saints will gradually be exhausted and eventually distorted by dimensional power.

But Ji Guangling before him could shatter space, so he had the right to choose the battlefield in this battle.

Of course, the saint of the Red Lotus Clan can also choose not to follow, which would be equivalent to releasing Ji Guangling.

But with so many people watching, if a dignified saint can't even deal with a false saint, how can he have the face to live in the world in the future?

Of course he wanted to fight, and he wanted to finish the fight quickly.

boom! boom! boom!
Ji Guangling and the Sage clashed repeatedly here, losing control of the spiritual energy. In comparison, the Sage's Qi was much weaker than that of the outside world.

But for a false saint like Ji Guangling, it was still terrifying.

"Hahaha! No wonder he's a saint! This oppressive feeling is making my bones creak, it feels so good!"

Ji Guangling laughed loudly and continued to attack the red-haired middle-aged man.

The erupting crimson ice continued to surge within the dimensional space.

Those experts outside who weren't saints could only watch helplessly from this side.

They had no idea how things would develop inside.

Just then, Feng Lin's clone arrived, and everyone around saw the dark figure.

Upon seeing this, Huang Zhenzhi's expression froze for a moment, and he immediately stepped forward, for he had seen Feng Lin's clone before.

Is it Feng Lin?

Huang Zhenzhi approached the black clone and asked curiously.

"it's me."

Feng Lin's voice came over.

In Fenglin of the Divine Realm, upon learning that the Sage had arrived in the Otherworld, he immediately controlled his nearby clones and rushed here.

"Ji Guangling has entered the dimensional space. If nothing unexpected happens, he is currently fighting a saint."

Huang Zhenzhi said anxiously, "I really want to help, but my strength is too weak, and I have no chance in front of a sage."

"What? The old master has become a saint?"

Feng Lin's voice sounded somewhat surprised.

"No, no, he did not become a saint, but a false saint. Yet, as a false saint, he can cause space to shatter."

Huang Zhenzhi explained, "However, the gap in strength is still too great. If this continues, he will surely die."

"Okay, then I'll go over and take a look."

As soon as Feng Lin finished speaking, the clone in front of him unleashed terrifying power, shattering the space in front of him with a single punch.

Then, Feng Lin controlled his clone and entered it.

Seeing this from outside, Huang Zhenzhi was beyond shocked.

Unexpectedly, Feng Lin's clones all possess the ability to shatter space.

Within the dimensional space, he sensed the battle in the distance, and the scattered power was indeed that of a saint.

The other person is a false saint; this powerful difference is easy to discern.

When Feng Lin controlled this clone to approach that area, he discovered that in addition to the two people fighting, there were other saints watching.

Feng Lin also saw an old acquaintance from the Otherworld, Guang Mixiu of the Light Clan.

Standing with him was a saint from the Divine Realm's Light Clan. Feng Lin had seen him before; he and a saint from the Sun Clan had attacked several members of the Nine Nether Clan together.

The appearance of Feng Lin also drew the attention of these sages.

It was surrounded by black energy, and was just a human-shaped outline without facial features, so it didn't look human at all.

"what are you?"

One of the elderly sages looked at Feng Lin with curiosity.

"What are you?"

Feng Lin deliberately made his voice sound very low, mainly because Guang Mixiu was there.

He didn't want to reveal his identity.

"you……"

The sage pointed at Feng Lin's clone, but then lowered his finger and continued watching the battle.

The fact that the other party broke through space to come here proves that they are a saint.

He didn't need to clash with this saint of unknown origin, after all, he had just arrived in the alternate dimension and still had many things to do.

Feng Lin looked at the battle in the distance, and Ji Guangling remained as calm as ever.

However, seeing this fighting style reminded Feng Lin of Sikong Jin.

The fourth brother has been missing ever since he entered the real world last time, and his whereabouts are unknown.

But Feng Lin was certain that Sikong Jin was not dead. Not only was he powerful, but he was also blessed with good fortune.

Now, he knows quite a bit about things. Most likely, Sikong Jin entered a planet in the real world and got trapped, unable to get out.

Later, the real world lost its connection with this place.

He learned from the divine tree that as the tree continued to grow, the first fruit to be born would break off from the real world and become a broken little world, just like a rotten fruit.

However, as long as the second wave of the Divine Tree's fruit appears, everyone can enter the True World again. When the world is reconnected, Sikong Jin might return.

In the distant battle, Ji Guangling was gradually losing ground, after a hole the size of a bowl was pierced through his body.

He then transcended his physical form.

Seeing this, not only the red-haired middle-aged man fighting Ji Guangling, but also the saints watching were all terrified.

Only then did they realize that the false saint before them, after fighting with the saint for so long, had undergone his first sublimation.

I have to say, it's terrifying.

brush!
Ji Guangling, whose body had just recovered, attacked the red-haired middle-aged man again.

The second round begins.

As time went by, Ji Guangling's Qi began to decline, but the overwhelming power of the saint opposite him hardly diminished.

After all, the gap between the two is too great.

boom!
Another attack caused a crack to appear here, and Ji Guangling immediately flew away into the distance.

If it were just him and the red-haired middle-aged man here, he would still dare to continue fighting.

But there are other sages watching him covetously, so he dares not gamble and must reserve some strength for escape.

"Want to run?"

The red-haired middle-aged man immediately caught up.

As for the other saints around them, they followed suit.

Just then, the light spot spoke up: "Light Mishu, stop him, don't let him get away."

Guang Mixiu glanced at the light spot before saying, "I think we shouldn't stop them. The Crimson Lotus Clan's Saint can handle it."

"What do you mean? You're used to ruling in otherworldly realms, and now you dare to disobey my orders?"

Guangban's face darkened. (End of Chapter)