Translator: Tamon
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“Do you want to kill me?” Chen Changan spoke.
Fa Tian gave his all but couldn’t even see through this persona, the wildly acclaimed Nine Province Continent’s greatest, Chen Changan.
Chen Changan opened his eyes and endless power exploded.
Snap~
The golden immortal blade was reduced to pieces.
Fa Tian was overwhelmed at the display, only made worse by not knowing how he’d done it.
He withdrew.
The inexhaustible power covered him still.
Death was nigh.
With a pop and a sickening splat, he was vaporized.
The audience clapped in joy.
“He got what he deserved for attacking Senior.”
“Senior is the ultimate existence. Some Immortal Domain nobody is nothing in his eyes.”
“Who’s the hot shit now? Senior still wiped the floor with you.”
Chen Changan eyes the blood and used Ruler of Life and Death.
Fa Tian was stitched back with a shock on his face.
[Did I die?]
[Why am I still alive?]
He turned to the biggest enigma of this universe, Chen Changan.
“I shall spare you, but it’ll be up to you if you can keep your new life.” Chen Changan spoke.
The utterly dismissive tone made one think he was addressing a bug.
Fa Tian winced, feeling his life, for once, not in his control, but at the whims of another.
He was sure Chen Changan’s mere thought could end him.
[Blast it!]
So he behaved like anyone clinging to life would, waiting like a good boy.
Chen Changan ignored this ant, especially since he could stomp it at any time.
He had a better plan in mind, though it only delayed the inevitable.
Bai Yue also arrived.
She expected Fa Tian to e ahead, judging by his strength.
But seeing him so gloomy was new, though not important.
Bai Yue was instead startled to find her Master.
Since she’d yet to win the contest, she was unworthy to call him out like that.
She had nothing but respect for this youth, taking Fa Tian’s example in waiting patiently.
Qin Xiuwen and Qinq Yunfei also arrived at some point, followed by Mo Wentian and three more. Two guys and one girl.
Their presence here spoke of their talent, way above the rest of the hundred thousand-plus initial petitors.
These eight people were the only ones who made it.
Chen Changan smiled and said, “Good, I’m impressed so many of you reached here. It shows you have talent and strength.”
He eyed them all, four Immortal Domain geniuses, and four Nine Province Continent native seeds.
Albeit slower, the last four weren’t that far behind the geniuses. Chen Changan had a good impression of them.
Mo Wentian was one of them.
“Only one of you may pass the eighteenth floor and bee my disciple. Per rules, you are to fight to the death until one remains and prove your right to learn under me.”
The four cultivators’ faces sank. To the death.
It was anything but fair for them.
Ending up with any of the Immortal Domain geniuses for opponents, death was a certainty.
A box appeared before the eight.
“There are eight balls inside in pairs of four colors. Picking the same color ball will represent your opponent.”
Fa Tian went first to pick a red ball.
The rest followed.
Mo Wentian got red too, somewhat amazed.
But his fear had long since shed in the last seventeen gauntlets. He was actually pleased.
The others were Qin Xiuwen vs. Bai Yue.
Qinq Yunfei vs. a youth in green.
And the last was between the two Nine Province Continent natives.
“Let the tournament begin.”
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