The Lower Realm Trembles, and So Does the Upper Realm-Prepare for Revenge!

This bizarre scene drew the attention of many people around.

However, only a very few people with keen senses could vaguely perceive the strange fluctuations of the Dual Soul in One Body within her body.

"I should be able to win, right?" Jiang Yan murmured, feeling that everyone else was from a different world than him.

Just as Jiang Yan was losing all confidence after being defeated by the various Prodigy, a figure silently appeared beside Qin Wangchuan's teahouse.

The newcomer was none other than Tongtian Xuanming. He was dressed in the Tongtian Family's attire, and his expression was respectful, yet tinged with a barely perceptible hint of unease.

He bowed deeply to Qin Wangchuan: "Your His Highness."

Qin Wangchuan didn't look up, but simply gestured for him to speak.

Tongtian Xuanming braced himself and said in a low voice, "Your His Highness has established a pavilion in this realm to spread the Dao, which is an astonishing display of courage. However... this action was not discussed with the various factions, and I'm afraid... it may be somewhat against the rules of this place."

He paused, his voice lowering further, "Moreover, the one you appointed to take charge... is Tongtian Family Sinner. There's considerable discontent within the Lineage about this. What do you think...?"

Qin Wangchuan slowly raised his eyes, his gaze calmly landing on Tongtian Xuanming. There was no anger in his eyes, but Tongtian Xuanming instantly felt a tremendous pressure.

"I sent you to deliver a message." Qin Wangchuan's voice was devoid of emotion. "Is there no one left in the Tongtian Family?"

He gently set down his teacup, making a crisp sound, "Call someone who can speak."

Tongtian Xuanming's face paled, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He quickly bowed and said, "It was... it was I who overstepped my bounds."

He dared not say another word, bowed again, and hurriedly retreated into the crowd.

At the same time, I felt a sense of relief.

He might be considered someone of importance in Middle Thousand Provinces, but in front of the Qin Clan Divine Son, he didn't even have the right to have an equal conversation.

Jiang Yan watched in astonishment; his Eldest Brother's aura was... just too strong.

The perspective shifts to the Immortal Court.

Just as turmoil was brewing in the Lower Realm's Tongtian City, the vast Immortal Court was also drawn into the Grand Competition.

A secret meeting is underway.

Sunlight shone on the Cloud Sea, and nine figures descended one after another.

Yan Wujin arrived on the wind, the shrunken Golden Crow on his shoulder flapping its wings irritably, its red hair blazing like flames in the sunlight. "Yun Zexuan, you'd better really have something important to say!"

Chu Wujiu stood to the side with his arms crossed, his bronze muscles gleaming in the sunlight. "I heard it's related to Qin Wangchuan?"

"Please be at ease, everyone." Yun Zexuan held Cloud Calculating Disk, the Star Track slowly turning. "As you all know, Qin Wangchuan is undergoing Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages in the Lower Realm."

Yan Wujin scoffed, "Gathering immense Qi Yun, all for that Immortal path? Hmph! Those old fogies have staked their treasures on him."

The last time Qin Wangchuan punched him, nearly smashing his head to pieces, still makes him furious whenever he thinks about it.

"You don't want us to cause trouble, do you?" Ye Lingchuan asked, stroking the Bronze Ancient Coffin on his back.

Yun Zexuan shook his head. "Qin Wangchuan is not Person of Destiny, but rather he is setting a trap to gather Qi Yun through the two Grand Competition in Middle Thousand Provinces and Upper Thousand Provinces."

"This strategy is quite ingenious, however..."

He looked up at the crowd, a sharp glint in his eyes. "Since he has set up this Chess Game, why don't we make our moves and play?"

Li Xuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them. "The rules of the Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages have long been strictly enforced by each family, and no one is allowed to interfere."

"It's not interference," Yun Zexuan corrected, "It's a friendly exchange."

"Once he has endured countless Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages, he Qi Yun and will be considered the strongest."

After saying that, he looked around and said, "Don't you all want to fight him at his peak? This would be a chance to avenge your defeat and also a good opportunity to test your own progress."

Ye Lingchuan leaned to the side and sighed deeply, "We lost terribly last time."

Zhao Lingyun's fingertips flickered with Talisman Paper, transforming them into several small Paper Figurine that bounced around. Then, he abruptly clenched his fist. "Indeed embarrassing. My army of Paper Figurine is like toys in front of him."

A white feather drifted down gracefully, and Zhou Yunyi landed, elegantly preening his feathers. "I think I understand now, you mean we should have another duel like before?"

He appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was pounding – he had only survived last time by sheer luck.

"If you had acted sooner during the Dayan Dynasty incident, we wouldn't have lost so badly." Chu Wujiu glanced at him. "Zhou Clan First Feather, we've used up all our resources, and you're still hiding your Feathered Human Transformation."

Zhou Yunyi remained unfazed. "That thing isn't something you can just use whenever you want."

Zhou Family Divine Feathers does indeed possess this Divine Ability; once activated, it can transform into a feathered human.

But the problem is... he hasn't mastered it yet!

Wang Xuance, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, "I will not participate."

After saying that, he turned and left.

However...

"You, Wang Xuance..." Yun Zexuan said calmly, "Don't you really want to beat up Qin Wangchuan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked over.

No one can refuse this.

Wang Xuance indeed paused, and slowly turned around under everyone's gaze. "Let me make this clear first, this is not about colluding with you."

Ji Wuchen's figure appeared and disappeared in the sunlight. Upon closer inspection, a pair of Divine Feather could be seen slowly fluttering behind him. "My duel with him is only two years away. I will only observe this battle and will not intervene."

"So it's definitely us then?" Chu Wujiu grinned, his Qi and Blood surging like a dragon. "I heard he's broken through to the Eleventh Realm and become much stronger. But I'm not bad either!"

"The newly comprehended Furnace Profound Meaning is just missing a worthy opponent to validate it!" He clashed his fists together, causing ripples in the air, his fighting spirit only intensifying.

The experience of being nearly cut in half by the Taichu God-Burial Sword last time only fueled Chu Wujiu's fighting spirit.

Yun Zexuan lightly Cloud Calculating Disk: "Since we're going to fight, we need to discuss strategies. Last time we lost because of overwhelming power and his ability to see through our teamwork. This time... let's not go it alone again."

Zhao Lingyun nodded. "Indeed. Last time, my Paper Figurine could have been used in conjunction with Brother Chu's halberd, but someone just charged in recklessly."

"You still dare to say that?" Ye Lingchuan suddenly looked over. "When the Heavenly Sword fell, who was it that confidently swore they could stop it?"

"I trusted you all..."

I don't believe you at all.

"Stop." Yun Zexuan raised his hand to stop him. "Even if we don't cooperate, we should at least have a hierarchy, right?"

"Or is it that someone is confident they can defeat him in a one-on-one fight?"

As soon as these words were spoken, no one said anything more.

Although they are both Prodigy, it's not that they are too weak, but that Qin Wangchuan is too strong!

Having said that, he lightly tapped his fingertip on the Cloud Calculating Disk, and the flowing Star Track trails reflected a clear tactical deduction:

"Chu Wujiu and Li Xuan will lead the attack, holding the enemy at the front; Ye Lingchuan and Wang Xuance will provide secondary attacks, waiting for an opportunity to strike; Yan Wujin and Zhou Yunyi will roam and provide support; Zhao Lingyun and I will assist and control the overall situation."

His gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Ye Lingchuan: "As for the final trump card..."

Before the words were even finished, everyone's gaze turned to the Bronze Ancient Coffin.

Zhao Lingyun couldn't help but ask, "That Pseudo-Immortal Body... can it be controlled?"

Ye Lingchuan stroked the inscription on the coffin. "Once unsealed, it will not distinguish between friend and foe."

"You can't even control an external object, how useless are you?" Yan Wujin mocked mercilessly.

Ye Lingchuan gave him a cold glance. "Go ahead and try if you dare."

"Who cares if it can be controlled, or how powerful it is?" Chu Wujiu's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. "Can it even handle Qin Wangchuan in his current state?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingchuan's lips curled into a strange smile:

"With Qin Wangchuan's current strength... this Immortal Physique could take on ten of him!"

"Moreover, some of them can be released earlier and at any time, so that the situation won't be like last time."

This answer caught everyone's attention.

"It's best not to use it, otherwise, it'll just be a draw anyway."

"A draw is better than a complete loss, right?"

After everyone finished discussing, Yun Zexuan clapped his hands. "In that case... this battle is promising."

"This time, we'll show Qin Wangchuan that no matter how fast you go, we pursuers will never stop." After saying that, Yun Zexuan looked around.

"Since our last meeting, I hope no one has let their guard down?"

The question was met with only a few snickers.

Chu Wujiu clashed his fists, unleashing a burning fighting spirit; Li Xuan's sword scabbard hummed softly, its Yan Wujin light flashing; Ye Lingchuan's Golden Crow roared from his shoulder; Ye Lingchuan's ancient coffin resonated; Zhao Lingyun's Lingyun Talisman swirled; Wang Xuance's Yellow Springs surged; Zhou Yunyi's wings shimmered with light...

Everyone's eyes were telling the same story.

They had been preparing for this battle for a long time.

They never let their guard down.

Just then, a graceful figure landed atop the Cloud Sea.

Her black hair cascaded down her back, and her skirt fluttered in the wind; she was an uninvited visitor.

She parted her lips slightly and uttered a few words.

The crowd's faces instantly contorted with shock, which then turned into astonishment, and finally settled into unprecedented confidence.

We must win this battle!