Under the clear sky, upon the desolate Jue Tian Yuan.
Two days had passed since the battle to enter sainthood, and the candidates for the Nine Emperors had finally been decided.
From first to ninth, they were Qin Jun, Donghuang Taiyi, Heavenly Mandate Great Emperor, Randeng, Sword Master, Flame Emperor, Nine Nether Underworld Emperor, Xu Zhongsheng, and General Ding Wu.
After two days of struggle, all nine emperor candidates had held their ground. No more heroes dared step forward to challenge them.
"Next comes the contest for the imperial ranks."
Qin Jun slowly rose to his feet, standing atop a boulder as he looked down at all living beings and spoke.
The nine emperor candidates remained calm. Though the other heroes felt regretful, none said anything. After so many days of battle, the nine emperor candidates were unquestionably the Nine Emperors.
The Nine Emperors of the World had been established.
Next came the ranking of their imperial positions.
"You may challenge anyone you wish. If you win, you may exchange imperial ranks with them."
Qin Jun made the rules on the spot. The other eight emperors had no objections; this was the best and most straightforward method.
Donghuang Taiyi was still healing in place. He could only challenge Qin Jun, but he had already done so once and had no desire to fight again.
Heavenly Mandate Great Emperor was also resting with his eyes closed. Whether it was Donghuang Taiyi or Qin Jun, he could not defeat either of them.
Seeing their attitudes, the eyes of the other six emperors flickered, but in the end, no one foolishly stepped forward to challenge the top three emperors.
At that moment, Sword Master suddenly stood up. He landed in the center of the field without bringing Hua Yijian along, alone as he