Chapter 855: Chapter 855: Spirit Venerable Speaks, The Great Meeting Begins, The Four Major Regions
“Mentor, he refuses to surrender the Stone Coffin.”
Lin Kun was the first to speak towards the Stone Hall.
Within that ancient hall resided the Spirit Venerable, the fourth on the Power God Ranking and currently the strongest in Tianzhou.
“Uh, let him be!”
A clear, ethereal, and resonant voice that could not be distinguished as male or female emanated from within the Stone Hall, as if reaching from another dimension, detached from this world and enigmatic.
“Not going to seize it?” Lin Kun was taken aback.
Ning Yu raised an eyebrow, also finding it surprising.
“No need,” said the Spirit Venerable indifferently, “focus on preparing for the Top-Tier Genius Competition.”
“As you command, Mentor.”
Lin Kun and Ning Yu saluted with clasped fists and then turned to leave.
The black Stone Hall stood silently on the earth, ancient, vast, and eternal, as if it had been there since the world began.
High above.
Lin Kun and Ning Yu glanced back.
The hall slowly began to fade, the surrounding scenery also starting to dim, covering a ten-thousand-mile radius.
“I’ve heard this area is unique, a spatial node that can open gateways to other worlds.”
Ning Yu spoke softly.
Lin Kun frowned slightly, “Whether that’s true or not, I fear only our mentor knows.”
The two gazed deeply at the area.
After the time it takes to brew half a pot of tea.
They left side by side, vanishing without a trace.
…
Externally residing.
Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, cultivating the Power Divine Runes he had observed from the Ancient Holy God Remains within the Stone Coffin.
“Power God Fist!”
“Furious God Fist!”
“Tyrannical Fist!”
“What is all this? The Ancient Holy God’s ability to name things was seriously lacking, not even as good as mine!”
Ye Feng practiced the boxing techniques learned from these Divine Runes, finding their names quite absurd.
And these were names given by the Ancient Holy God.
“However, it doesn’t matter if the names are unimpressive, during a fight, not shouting the names is fine, right?”
Ye Feng smiled.
The Top-Tier Genius Competition was only two days away.
He needed to create some new Divine Skills, suitable for avatars at the Heavenly Emperor Level.
“With my foundation, even at the Heavenly Emperor Level, sweeping through the competition should pose no problem.”
“Princess, are you participating?”
“I’d rather not.”
Hu Feifei didn’t wish to appear.
The reason was simple; she didn’t want to project a split persona. In her view, if she was going to fight, it should be with a True Body Descent. Using an avatar or a projection, that was too disrespectful to the opponent.
To fight was to decide both superiority and life or death!
After all, she had an Undying Body, so how to die was the opponent’s problem, not hers.
“Little Monkey, are you joining?” Ye Feng asked again.
“My true self is already at Heavenly Emperor Level. What’s the difference whether I use an avatar or my true self?” the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey scratched its head.
“Alright then, I’ll go alone.”
Ye Feng continued to practice his punches while delving into Divine Skills.
Even without relying on physical strength, just with his Cultivation Level, he was more than capable of sweeping through the competition.
Two days later.
Within the Holy Spirit Sect.
Above an enormous plaza spanning ten-thousand miles.
The surrounding area gathered countless trillions of beings.
The Top-Tier Genius Competition, held once every century, was organized by the Holy Spirit Sect, the most powerful neutral force in Tianzhou.
The winner would receive guidance from the Spirit Venerable.
Even just placing in the top three carried substantial rewards.
As for the competitors, they were the Top Geniuses recommended by the various Holy Lands, under a thousand years old, mostly at the Quasi-Saint Level, with a few at the Saint Realm.
For all the cultivators in Tianzhou, the Top-Tier Genius Competition was the most dazzling event.
Whoever emerged as the leader would be the undisputed strongest among their peers.
This glory would follow them for life!
At the center of the plaza, there was a hemispherical bubble with a thousand-mile diameter that enveloped the land, forming the combat zone.
The top-tier talent competition was a place for competition, pure and simple.
No frills or fanciness.
To enter was to fight!
Rip!
Holy Son Lin Kun and Saintess Ning Yu descended upon the square above, stepping on the surface of bubbles, with their hands clasped behind their backs, their formidable Saint Might sweeping the surroundings.
“Welcome to all of you!”
Lin Kun spoke first, “Once again, we convene for the top-tier talent competition. Without further ado, let the contestants take the stage!”
High above,
a hundred figures appeared out of thin air.
They exuded powerful auras, the weakest among them being Second Turn Quasi-Saints, while the strongest were three individuals within the Saint Entry Realm, their demonic might vast and overwhelming, representing the top geniuses from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect.
Ye Feng was among them.
He only emitted the aura of a Four-Turn Quasi-Saint, which wasn’t particularly eye-catching.
However, the three from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect looked at him with faces full of wariness.
They had learned from the Golden-robed Heavenly Saint that this person who called himself “Young Master Misty” was extremely terrifying, his combat power reaching the peak of Saint Manifestation, having slain three Saint Manifestations from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect and over a dozen from the Saint Entry Realm—he was a true formidable enemy.
“You rely on only having a higher Cultivation Level than us, just wait for a battle between those of the same rank, and we will have you flayed a thousand times over!”
One of the top geniuses said with a cold voice.
His voice spread throughout the entire venue, drawing the attention of countless people.
Immediately after, many set their sights on Ye Feng.
“It’s that guy!”
“I’ve heard he’s slain the Demon Armor Saint among other three Saint Manifestations from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect and even escaped the clutches of the Golden-robed Heavenly Saint. I can’t believe he’s not even a thousand years old!”
“Do you think his age might be false? In reality, could he be an ancient freak who has lived for ten thousand years?”
“When it comes to age, the Holy Spirit Sect wouldn’t falsify information.”
“Indeed, the Holy Spirit Sect still holds that credibility.”
People from various powers whispered among themselves.
High above,
Ye Feng paid no mind to that Saint Realm genius.
To him, this person was as trivial as a fly to be swatted away, unworthy of his concern.
“Hmph!”
Seeing that Ye Feng did not respond, the three top geniuses from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect angrily brushed their sleeves, preparing to enter the battle area and publicly crush Young Master Misty’s Heavenly Emperor Level avatar.
“The top-tier talent competition hasn’t even started, and the air is already thick with tension, so now, begin creating your avatars!”
Lin Kun waved his great sleeve.
Buzz!
An ancient bronze mirror flew high into the sky.
Including Ye Feng, all hundred top geniuses cut their fingers and each let a drop of blood enter the ancient bronze mirror.
The next moment,
vast nature’s spiritual energy flowed into the ancient bronze mirror, projecting a hundred figures into the battling area, slowly solidifying into avatars.
Each one was of Heavenly Emperor Level!
However, due to different foundations, the auras of these Heavenly Emperor Level avatars varied in strength.
High above,
Ye Feng noticed that the battle area was divided into four regions, each randomly assigned twenty-five people.
At that moment, Lin Kun began to explain:
“A hundred contestants are divided into four major regions—A, B, C, and D—each containing twenty-five people, who will take part in elimination matches.”
“Only those who secure first place in their region will advance.”
“In each region, twenty-five top geniuses will spar in pairs, the victor progressing until the first place for the region is decided.”
“So now, let’s begin!”
As his voice fell, everyone noticed a number appear above their avatar’s head.
“A Region, number 8—not bad,” Ye Feng said.
His avatar was number eight in the A Region.
The next moment,
Ye Feng’s physical body sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and immersed his consciousness inside the Heavenly Emperor Level avatar to get accustomed to it.
“Hmph, you got lucky!”
A harsh voice came from afar.
Ye Feng’s avatar looked in the direction of the voice, only to see that all three top geniuses from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect had been assigned to the “B, C, D” regions and were not in the A Region.
“Young Master Misty, if you manage to advance, then you’ll be worthy of fighting us,” another top genius from the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect sneered, his face fierce.
In a battle among equals, he feared no one!
Even if the opponent was the fearsome Young Master Misty.
“Such nonsense!”
Ye Feng casually cleaned his ears, his face indifferent.