Two dragons and phoenixes kept circling, their resounding cries causing great distress to the Tianjiao opposite them.

Finally, a Tianjiao couldn’t withstand the assault any longer and, with a face ashen, begged for mercy, "I, I can’t take it anymore. Please stop, I’m begging you to retract your divine techniques."

Xia Feng’s expression carried a hint of indifference, as if he hadn’t heard the pleas coming from those opposite him.

The Celestial Sound Saintess had declared from the start that this was a fight to the death. Letting these people go now might lead them to retaliate later.

Once the two dragons and phoenixes sensed Xia Feng’s intent, their forms grew even larger, their cries piercing through the clouds and directly affecting the depths of the divine souls of those opposite.

This spectacle seemed to share the same finesse as Xia Feng’s Nine Sounds of God Burial, although the duet of divine techniques was slightly weaker than the inherent Ancient Divine Technique of the God-Burying Bell.

Xia Feng glanced unsatisfied at the crowd on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.

If they were using the God-Burying Bell now, these people would have been annihilated already, saving him considerable effort.

Thinking of this, Xia Feng glanced at the Celestial Sound Saintess, furrowing his brow slightly before quickly averting his gaze.

The pleas from the Tianjiao on the ground grew weaker and eventually faded away entirely.

Qi Wan’Er, with a bit of reluctance, glanced at these people, her mouth opening slightly as if wanting to say something to Xia Feng, but after hesitating for a moment, she remained silent.

These people had targeted the Celestial Sound Sect outside, and now, within the inheritance realm, she thought it improper to suggest sparing them.

In no time, only Xia Feng and Qi Wan’Er remained on the Celestial Sound Platform.

The two simultaneously retracted their divine artifacts, turning their gaze to the Celestial Sound Saintess outside the platform.

They wondered if it was an illusion, but it seemed the Celestial Sound Saintess’s expression held a bit more joy.

Qi Wan’Er didn’t dwell on it, softly speaking, "With only my husband and me left on the field, I concede. I voluntarily give up the inheritance, letting my husband inherit the legacy of the Celestial Sound Divine Emperor."

The Celestial Sound Saintess paused, instinctively objecting, "How can you concede?"

She initially wanted to express that Qi Wan’Er was personally chosen to be a stepping stone for Xia Feng, so conceding at such a critical moment was unacceptable.

However, to Xia Feng, it sounded like the Celestial Sound Saintess already deemed that the inheritance of the Celestial Sound Divine Emperor should be taken over by Qi Wan’Er, the heir of the Divine Queen and Celestial Sound orthodoxy.

He pondered for a moment, then spoke, "If Wan’Er can’t concede, then I can concede."

The Celestial Sound Saintess couldn’t sit still anymore, her body trembling as she stood onto the Celestial Sound Platform.

Her expression solemn, she stared seriously at the two and spoke, "No, from the start, I declared this round of assessment as a fight until one perishes."

"This is the rule of the third round assessment, which I’ve stated from the beginning."

"You two must fight until only one remains on this Celestial Sound Arena, only then will this assessment conclude."

Xia Feng frowned, watching the serious Celestial Sound Saintess, faintly sensing a hint of urgency in her words.

He realized this assessment seemed particularly important to the Celestial Sound Saintess; otherwise, she wouldn’t have stepped between them to emphasize it.

But having Xia Feng and Qi Wan’Er duel was incredibly difficult; even in the Dream Realm Pearl, he rarely sparred with the ladies, afraid his skills might inadvertently injure them, let alone facing off outside.

Meanwhile, Qi Wan’Er also pouted in displeasure, "I can’t possibly strike my husband."

The Celestial Sound Saintess furrowed her brows, hesitated before continuing, "Whether you wish to fight or not, today one of you must die, or the Celestial Sound Arena will not conclude."

Her expression carrying a hint of concern, she glanced worriedly at the thunderclouds overhead, adding softly, "If you don’t act soon, these thunder clouds will descend completely."

"By then, even if you keep running the Great Dao of Music, it won’t be effective."

With that, she left the Celestial Sound Platform, her figure filled with worry.

Qi Wan’Er couldn’t help but ask, "Why can you leave freely while we cannot?"

The Celestial Sound Saintess didn’t respond, her gaze fixed on the thunder clouds overhead.

Seeing the thunder clouds pressing lower, Qi Wan’Er grew increasingly anxious.

She held Xia Feng’s hand tightly, speaking urgently, "Could she be right?"

"The thunderclouds are pressing lower and lower; if it descends further, the power of thunder contained within will destroy the entire platform, including the two of us."

She squeezed Xia Feng’s hand lightly, taking a deep breath as she gazed intently at him, seemingly wanting to etch his appearance in her mind.

Then Xia Feng noticed Qi Wan’Er’s aura beside him beginning to fluctuate unnaturally, the surrounding Great Dao of Music absorbed into her body like a whale swallowing, causing her divine soul to expand unnaturally.

Xia Feng was startled; Qi Wan’Er was about to self-destruct?

His spiritual power erupted, enveloping Qi Wan’Er, stopping her actions.

Qi Wan’Er looked confused, "Why did you stop me? If I self-destruct, only you will remain on this platform."

"With only you left, the inheritance of the Celestial Sound Divine Emperor can continue."

Xia Feng helplessly tapped her forehead, "Silly girl, what does a mere inheritance matter compared to you?"

Qi Wan’Er glanced at the thunder clouds overhead, growing more anxious, "But the thunder clouds..."

Xia Feng patted her head, "Don’t worry, if the sky falls, there’s your husband here to hold it up."

As he finished speaking, he winked at Qi Wan’Er, seeming to imply something.

Qi Wan’Er instantly recalled that her husband’s Dream Realm Pearl could directly transport them via dream transmission, and with this realization, she appeared relieved.

Xia Feng glanced at the Celestial Sound Saintess outside, suspecting she was a hidden setting by the Celestial Sound Divine Emperor to screen the bloodline.

If he took Qi Wan’Er out of the trial space, perhaps the Celestial Sound Saintess would find another reason to trouble him; it was better to leave Wan’Er here. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Thinking of this, Xia Feng leaned over to kiss Qi Wan’Er’s brow, "Accept the inheritance properly; I’ll be waiting for you outside."

Qi Wan’Er felt a bit panicked inside, but seeing Xia Feng’s unequivocal expression, she eventually nodded, "Rest assured, husband, I’ll earnestly accept the inheritance."

"Once we’re out, we’ll study the cultivation techniques together."

While they were speaking, the thunder clouds above pressed even lower, and the Celestial Sound Saintess outside became visibly more anxious.

Xia Feng glanced at the thunderclouds, then instantly entered the Dream Realm Pearl, disappearing from the original spot moments later.