The Sixth Stage Begins

On the lowest platform of the World Tree, the Life School disciple who had just won a pyrrhic victory was panting heavily, his body covered in blood, his face a mixture of pain and ecstasy.

High above, Lin Xuanqing's godlike figure looked down upon him, his majestic voice resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

"Good."

Just two words, yet they seem to contain the supreme Dao Rhythm.

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of Life Origin, pure to the extreme, transformed into a rain of emerald light, descended from the sky, and entered the disciple's body.

Almost instantly, the gruesome wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his depleted Qi and Blood were replenished.

"Thank you... thank you, Chief Instructor!"

The disciple felt an unprecedented surge of vitality within his body, and overjoyed, he immediately bowed deeply to the sky.

His fellow disciples all looked on with envy and awe.

However, this supreme reward in the eyes of the disciples of the Life School was only met with an undisguised cold snort from the nine majestic phantoms outside the Star Domain.

"Hmph, all show and no substance." The Chief Instructor of the Ancient Martial Arts School commented bluntly, "A weak foundation, scattered energy, winning solely through brute force. He's moved to tears by such a small reward; how petty! Someone like him wouldn't even make the top twenty in our Ancient Martial Arts School."

"Old Freak Wang, you can't say that," the Chief Instructor of the New Martial Arts School said with a hint of mockery. "After all, he's Lin Fengzi's disciple; it's good enough that he finished the fight."

He abruptly changed the subject, his gaze sweeping across the room with interest, as if searching for something.

"Speaking of which, the year is up, where is that Federation Top Scholar Chen Fan?" His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of the other eight instructors. "Could it be that he knows he can't fulfill the Betting Agreement and is afraid of losing face as the champion, so he doesn't even dare to show up in this Golden Body Realm competition?"

Upon hearing this, a suppressed chuckle echoed in the Void, filled with mockery and schadenfreude.

Just then, Lin Xuanqing's voice rang out again, interrupting their mockery.

"The Golden Body Realm competition is over!"

"Now, let's begin the second round..."

His voice suddenly rose, carrying a strange excitement.

"A contest among disciples of the Undying Realm!"

As he proclaimed, several branches higher up on the World Tree suddenly burst forth with dazzling divine light.

The immense Power of Laws intertwined, instantly constructing a Combat Platform Dao Principles flowing upon it almost tangible!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Hundreds of figures with profound and abyssal auras were guided by beams of life light and instantly appeared on the brand-new platform.

They are the current Undying Realm powerhouses of the Life School!

Everyone had a solemn expression, with Divine Fire Radiance flowing around them, and the pressure they exuded made all the Golden Body Realm disciples below feel a chill in their hearts.

However, just when everyone thought the fierce battle for supremacy in the Undying Realm was about to begin...

Another gentle pillar of life light slowly descended from the sky.

It didn't land in the crowd, but rather in the very center of the Undying Realm Combat Platform.

The light faded.

A figure appeared.

It was a child who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, thin and small, wearing a faded Training Uniform, with his hands in his pockets, curiously looking at everything around him.

It was Chen Fan.

The entire World Tree, along with the Void beyond the Star Domain, fell silent at this moment.

One second.

Two seconds.

After a brief pause, in the Void beyond the Star Domain, the Divine Thoughts of the nine majestic phantoms boiled instantly, like a lake with a boulder thrown in!

"He's gone mad! That old madman Lin Xuanqing has truly gone mad!"

Old Freak Wang, the Chief Instructor of the Ancient Martial Arts School, was the first to break the silence.

His fiery Divine Thought transformed into rolling thunder, resounding loudly and undisguisedly in Lin Xuanqing's ears, filled with unbelievable rage.

"Lin Xuanqing! For your laughable Betting Agreement and your so-called face, you actually threw a child at the Golden Body Realm into the meat grinder of the Undying Realm?"

"This is the top Federation Top Scholar pick you've been bragging about? This is the trump card you've been hiding for a year?!"

Old Freak Wang's words were full of contempt and anger; in his view, this was no longer teaching, but murder.

"Old Freak Wang, you are mistaken."

The Chief Instructor of the New Martial Arts School spoke slowly, his Divine Thought carrying an undisguised mockery.

"Perhaps... this is a new teaching method developed by Lin the Madman? Making his disciples perceive the elusive Truth of Life amidst the extreme terror of a life-or-death moment? Haha!"

His laughter echoed in the Void, and the other Chief Instructors chimed in, their mocking remarks resounding endlessly.

"I think he lost the Betting Agreement and, feeling ashamed, just gave up entirely!"

"That child is pitiful. He was born to be Human Race Qilin Prodigy, but he ended up with such a madman as his mentor."

In their eyes, Lin Xuanqing had already lost completely. At this moment, he was merely putting on a ridiculous and laughable performance in the most extreme way.

On the platform of the World Tree, hundreds of the Undying Realm disciples also stirred up a huge uproar.

They stared at the innocent-looking child in the center of the room, hands in pockets, their initial astonishment quickly turning into deep bewilderment.

"What's going on with Junior Fellow Apprentice here? Didn't he just enroll a year ago?"

"What does the mentor mean by this? Could it be that the Teleportation Array is malfunctioning?"

"A contest between the Undying Realm... This is utter nonsense! Even a slight aftershock could obliterate his Divine Soul!"

Discussions rose and fell, and no one thought this was a normal arrangement. A Golden Body Realm, no matter how talented, was as fragile as a sheet of paper on a battlefield of hundreds of the Undying Realm experts.

However, Chen Fan, who was at the Center of the Storm, seemed oblivious to all the discussions and stares around him.

He merely glanced curiously at his Senior Fellow Apprentice, whose auras were as deep and unfathomable, his clear black and white eyes showing no fear whatsoever.

That look didn't seem like he was looking at a group of powerful opponents who could easily crush him; it was more like he was examining a bunch of novel toys he had never seen before.

"They don't seem to be very strong."

He muttered something under his breath.

High above, Lin Xuanqing listened to all the rebukes and mockery around him, but his face showed no anger at all; instead, the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile.

He couldn't even be bothered to respond to the clamor of these mediocre people.

How could a group of ordinary people who only know how to categorize strength and weakness by realm of understanding possibly comprehend the magnificent scenery they are witnessing?

"Quiet!"

Lin Xuanqing's majestic voice resounded once again, like an invisible hand that instantly silenced all the discussions and noise.

He looked down at the platform, his gaze finally landing on Chen Fan, his eyes burning with fervor.

The rules are simple.

"The one who stands last is the winner."

He paused, then declared, word by word, his voice carrying an unquestionable, ironclad rule.

"Now, the competition... begins!"