1569: C1569 The result of the dumbstruck poll!

C1569 The result of the dumbstruck poll!

The stupefied vote result!

Liu Zhang and the two elder were also stunned, they did not dare believe that the sudden declaration Su Ye made was to give up on the competition.

F * ck, why is it so sudden?

Although Liu Qing knew that he hadn't misheard, he still straightened his expression and asked, "Was what His Majesty the Human Emperor said earlier not a joke?"

Su Ye's expression was solemn as he enunciated word by word, "Elder Liu, this empress will not joke with you. This Emperor has already decided to withdraw from the election. This time, this Emperor will only vote as an ordinary member of the King's Pavilion. "

If there were any people who thought that Su Ye was pretending to be tall and big so that he could win their hearts, then there were quite a few people who admired his words right now.

This person did not even fight for the position of the first Great Emperor. He was only a member of an ordinary King's Pavilion. The greatest benefits were no longer needed, who would dare say that he was inviting others over?

He was clearly a man with a broad mind.

In that instant, many of the members of the King's Pavilion revealed looks of admiration towards Su Ye. Originally, Su Ye's prestige was already high, but at that moment, it was as if Heng Yang had descended on his head and formed a dazzling halo. There was a force gathering around him, as if he were the center of the world.

F * ck!

This damned Su Ye.

The voting had not even started, yet a large force was already forming on Su Ye's body. This made Emperor of the Desolation, Ke Ya and the others, who originally had an extreme thirst for the large amount of power, feel a kind of excitement.

It was not as if there was an inexhaustible supply of these sorts of things. If a portion of them were to be seized, it would be reduced in number. The more Su Ye seized from them now, the less he would leave for them in the future.

Therefore, the current Su Ye seemed to be slicing their flesh, causing them to feel uncomfortable and angry.

Fortunately, they were somewhat comforted.

Although Su Ye had obtained a bit more power in public, but it was nothing compared to becoming the first Great Emperor of Zhou and not being the strongest person in the world in name. Su Ye had given up on his first election as the Great Emperor of Zhou, and lost everything. He had simply picked up a sesame seed and lost a watermelon.

"Good, His Majesty the Human Emperor is magnanimous and would rather give up his authority as Emperor Zhou and seek for the well-being of cultivators who are unworthy of him, that is something that this old man admires! Please accept this old man's bow! "

Liu Qing gave a deep bow to Su Ye, raising his head, his face full of admiration.

"You're too polite, this is what I should do." Su Ye smiled slightly, the halo around his body seemed to have become brighter, and he looked like a saint.

Then, Su Ye sat down.

Elder Liu and Elder Zhang continued to preside over the meeting and began to identify candidates.

This time, no one stood up to make a declaration. No one, like Su Ye, expressed that they would give up on the first fight with the Great Emperor of Zhou.

They were: Hades King of the Great Nether Realm, the Great Desolate Heavenly Court's Emperor of the Desolation, the Heaven and Earth Moon Alliance's Alliance Master Ke Ya, the Giant Wood City's City Lord Mu Gongtian, the Cult of Immortal Fire's Sect Master, the Haogu Sect's Sect Master Lan Xuan, the Thousand Demonic Palace's Palace Master, the Ten Thousand Beast Origin Beast Lord, and the Blessed Buddha Nation's Lord.

With their identities confirmed, these nine candidates immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. As candidates, they immediately felt as if they had become the center of this world, their hearts surging with emotions. The only thing that made them uncomfortable was that they weren't really the center of the world yet. They still had a great enemy as candidates.

"Since the contestants have already been decided, let's begin the voting. Members of the King's Pavilion, all of you only need to cover the spell in front of you with your palms and silently call out the name of one of the nine contestants."

Liu Qinglang said.

As the sound of his voice faded, the two hundred and ninety-three members of the Royal Pavilion placed their palms onto the restrictions placed on their seats. Upon seeing this, the nine contenders couldn't hide their excitement.

It didn't take too long to get the votes, at most ten breaths of time. And in these short ten breaths of time, out of the nine of them, who would be able to finally sit on the throne of Great Emperor Zhou whom they yearned for, becoming the most glorious existence in this world for the next ten years.

They looked at each other. In that instant, they truly felt an impulse to use a divine ability to suddenly burst forth and kill their opponents.

Of course, this impulse was only a thought.

At this moment, the stone wall behind him lit up and nine names appeared, just in time to meet the nine candidates. Below each name, a number zero appeared at the same time.

This meant that the two hundred and ninety-three members of the King's Pavilion had yet to actually cast their ballots.

But in the next second, the eight numbers changed.

They all jumped rapidly.

It was obvious that the members of the Royal Pavilion had begun to vote. Each candidate had their own supporters, and there were some among the more than two hundred members who were willing to vote for them.

However, after just three seconds, the names of Thousand Demonic Palace's Palace Master and the Ten Thousand Beast Origin Beast Master stopped moving first, and when it stopped, the numbers were fourteen and fifteen.

This meant that out of the two hundred and ninety-three members of the Emperor Pavilion, only fourteen of them voted for the Thousand Demonic Palace's Palace Mistress. Only fifteen of them voted for the Ten Thousand Beast Origin Beast Lord.

Look at this number.

Thousand Demonic Palace's Palace Mistress and the Ten Thousand Beast Origin Beast Master all had ashen faces.

Clearly, this was not the vote they had expected.

Since they dared to compete for the position of Great Emperor Zhou, they definitely weren't here as a foil. They definitely wouldn't sacrifice their face to be the laughingstock of others.

Since they had come, and had even become the candidates, it meant that they were completely prepared when they arrived. They had a hundred and fifty votes, at the very least, that was more than half of the members of the Imperial Pavilion would vote.

However, this situation meant that the plans they had made before coming here were flawed. The members of the King's Pavilion, whom they had already promised to vote for, did not vote for them.

Damn it!

The two of them were so angry that they almost roared in their hearts.

Especially when she saw the mocking gazes from Emperor of the Desolation and Cult of Immortal Fire Lord who were beside her, she nearly went berserk and hurt them. F * ck, don't insult me like that.

However, in the end, the two of them restrained their anger and secretly consoled themselves. The voting was not over yet, and they might not have made any mistakes in their previous plans. Instead, the members of the Emperor Pavilion did not vote for them at the first moment. Just a little bit more, and there might be some change.

Just as they were thinking, the two of them suddenly realized that the numbers below the names of the Cult of Immortal Fire's Sect Leader and the Supreme Buddha also stopped moving. They immediately looked at the two numbers, which were 20 and 22 respectively.

Facing this sort of situation, the Blessed Buddha Lord's performance was slightly better. Other than a flash of disappointment in his eyes, his expression was basically one of neither joy nor sadness. His face was twisted and his expression was sinister. A somewhat hysterical anger was almost released, but at that moment, he seemed to have understood what kind of environment he was in, and thus he forcefully restrained his anger.

But who would care about the feelings of the Sect Leader of the Cult of Immortal Fire at this time?

Of the nine candidates, four of them had already come to a halt. If that was the case, then it meant that the four of them had already been eliminated from the competition. The victor was the king and the loser was the thief. The people would only care more about who the remaining five great elders, Emperor of the Desolation, Great Nether King, Ke Ya, Lan Xuan and Mu Hengtian, were the final victors.

However, in less than two breaths of time, the numbers of Ke Ya, Mu Bong Tian and Emperor of the Desolation all stopped moving. The votes of the three people were not that high, only twenty-seven, twenty-nine and thirty respectively, adding together, it was only eighty-six votes.

As though they had seen a ghost, the three of them were in disbelief.

In their eyes, they had gone all out to compete in this competition. The promise they had secretly made to the members of the King's Pavilion was absolutely shocking. How could they only have such a tiny number of votes? Something was definitely wrong.

The three of them looked at the two numbers that were still pulsing with anger.

He then swept his gaze over the person whose name matched the name. His eyes seemed to have become somewhat stern.

Especially for Lan Xuan.

The votes for seven of the nine candidates had stopped growing, and only two were still increasing. It was one thing if there was the Great Nether King amongst them. After all, he was the head of the Hades, and no one could fathom his deep roots. It was reasonable that the Hades had made such unimaginable preparations and plans in this competition.

But what did Lan Xuan count for?

Honestly speaking, before the voting had started, they hadn't placed Lan Xuan in their eyes at all. From the very beginning, they had put him out of their competition's range. Even to the extent that when Lan Xuan suggested that they should participate in this competition, they were secretly laughing in their hearts that Lan Xuan was overestimating himself.

But what the hell was going on? Lan Xuan's vote count was still steadily rising, and his momentum was not any weaker than the Great Nether King's. This steel-like fact was simply like an invisible slap on their faces.1

Actually, it was not only them, the rest of the candidates, even the members of the Emperor Pavilion and the invited witnesses were a little dumbfounded. They also did not expect that there would be so many people voting for Lan Xuan.

Amidst this incredulous atmosphere.

The votes of Lan Xuan and Great Nether King suddenly stopped moving. A very eye-catching number appeared below both of their names, which were: 56 and 80, respectively.

"Blue Xuan, eighty votes. Great Nether King, fifty-six votes. Blue Xuan has won!"

Oh my god!

If it wasn't for the circumstances, there would probably be people jumping out and shouting. Among the nine contestants, the Great Nether King did not win, the Emperor of the Desolation did not win, Mu Bong Tian did not win, the high-profile Ke Ya also did not win, the victor was actually the Lan Xuan, who no one thought would win the most, this cruel fact simply made people doubt the authenticity of this vote.

But is this not true?

There were so many Ancestral Immortals present, and they had already confirmed that there were no problems with the voting restrictions.

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