In the underworld, Ten Yama Halls, time passes day by day, and Ten Yama Kings is all in seclusion, preparing for the debate between the two realms in the near future.
Yama King's Hall, Demonic Qi surged, and powerful pressure filled the air, filling the entire Primeval Great Star.
In the Yinhai Ghost Prison, the kings of the ghost clan felt the astonishing demonic power coming from the Ten Palaces of Yama in the distance, and they all felt a little unspeakably depressed in their hearts.
"My king."
Ghost Clan Grand Elder stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "It seems like something big is about to happen to the human race."
"I know."
On the bone throne, Ghost King nodded and said.
"Didn't the king find it strange? Since our clan took refuge with the human race, that Thirteenth Prince has never assigned us any tasks. Now, the human race is obviously plotting big things, but my clan still has not received any news or instructions. Does this mean that that Thirteenth Prince has never believed in us?" Ghost Clan Grand Elder said solemnly.
"Trust cannot be established overnight."
On the throne, Ghost King sighed and said, "Just wait patiently. The ghost tribe and the human race are now tied to the same boat. Only when the human race gains the strength to fight this war can the ghost tribe survive safely."
Ghost Clan Grand Elder heard this, fell silent, and took refuge in the human race. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong. How could the human race, which was obviously weak in strength, fight against the powerful Primeval Demonic Realm?
"Yin Ji, please go to the underworld and ask His Highness if there is any place where the ghost clan can serve?" Ghost King said calmly.
"Yeah."
Not far away, Yin Ji walked out, bowed respectfully, then turned around and left.
Not long after, Yin Ji, one of Ten Yama Halls, stepped forward in front of the King Yama's Hall. Looking at Thirteenth Prince in front of him who was concentrating on healing his wounds, he bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness."
Inside the Yama King's Hall, Ning Chen felt something, looked at the former calmly, and said, "What's the matter?"
"Ghost King sent me here to ask if there is anything I need help from the ghost clan now?" Yin Ji said seriously.
Hearing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's not necessary for the moment. You go back and tell Ghost King that soon there will be a good show between the human race and Primeval Demonic Realm. At that time, the ghost kings will be invited to come to support the formation."
Yin Ji heard about it, and his eyes became darker. What on earth was going on? Primeval Demonic Realm was actually involved.
In the king's palace, Ning Chen said no more, closed his eyes, and continued to regulate his breathing and recuperate.
Ahead, Yin Ji saw this, turned around silently, and swept towards Yinhai Ghost Prison.
"Do you really not trust them?"
Ning Chen Behind him, Peacock asked.
"Trust is difficult."
Ning Chen said calmly, "We need to prove that the human race is worthy of the ghost race's trust, and the ghost race also needs to show its sincerity. Now, it is still too early. It is meaningless to make false claims of trust before showing convincing strength."
Peacock nodded, it is true, only if you are strong enough can you intimidate your followers. The human race needs to prove its strength.
After a brief interlude, Yama King's Hall returned to this state again. With the help of Peacock, Ning Chen continued to recover from his injuries, and Demonic Qi rose again, surging.
Just when the kings of the underworld were doing their best to prepare for the two realms King Realm Debate, Purple Star Divine Realm and Lord of the Divine Realm appeared in person to discuss the specific matters of the martial arts competition with the kings of the demon realm.
The negotiations were not smooth. The two sides argued endlessly over the details. It took three months before the two sides could barely reach a consensus. The day of debate was just around the corner.
When the news came, in the underworld, kings opened their eyes one after another and walked out of the palace one after another.
"Let's go."
Ning Chen glanced at everyone and said calmly. Immediately, the figure flashed past and flew towards the starry sky.
In front of each major king's palace, all the human kings who might appear stepped down and chased after them.
The kings who were responsible for staying behind looked at the light flowing rapidly away from the sky, with worries in their eyes.
This battle is related to the future of the entire human race and cannot be lost.
Among the ghost clan, Yinhai Ghost Prison, headed by Ghost King, Yin Ji, and three ghost clan elders set out together to chase the kings of the underworld away.
At the intersection of Shaking Light Starfield and Hongluan Star Domain, Three Human Emperors, all four demonic figures appeared and joined forces to create a battlefield.
Minor World appears one after another, either in scorching hell, or in ice and snow, or in monstrous Demonic Qi, or in the world of holy light... completely different Minor World after another, adding more variables to the upcoming debate between the two realms.
At this moment, streams of light came from all directions in the starry sky, rushing directly towards their own camp.
On the side of the Demon Realm, in the Minor World opened by the four Demon Realm emperors, strong men representing Primeval Demonic Realm appeared one after another. Their powerful king's power was shocking.
Xuan Mo, Asura, Xuanqi, Garuda, Xuanlie, Luojia, Dark Moon Witch Queen... One after another, the masters of the Demon Realm who stand at the top of the King Realm have appeared, led by the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan, and the other four royal families also have strong men, and the candidates are unpredictable.
Similarly, on the human side, Ning Chen, Peacock, Xia Ziyi, Moonlit Tower Master, Mu Qianshang and others arrived. Then, Night Lord, Gu Shengtian arrived, and the strong humans arrived to make final preparations for the war that was about to begin.
The debate was about to begin. Among Minor World, Lord of the Divine Realm looked at Blue-robed Diviner beside him and said solemnly, "Is it still too late?"
"It should be in time."
Blue-robed Diviner nodded and said solemnly, "Count the time, it's almost here."
As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of blue light came rushing towards him from a distance, dancing gracefully and so beautifully that it made people look at him.
"This is it?"
In front of the kings of the human race, Ning Chen felt something. He looked at the distant starry sky with a slightly shaken expression.
Senior Sister Die!
Primeval Demonic Realm On the other side, the demon masters also saw the stream of light speeding in the distance, and strange colors flashed on their faces.
It's just arrived now, is it the human race's secret weapon?
"Who is she?" Xuanlie asked, frowning.
"I've never seen him before. He should be a master that the human race has deliberately hidden." Dark Moon Witch Queen said in a condensed voice.
"The strength of the breath is average, no matter how powerful it is, how powerful can it be." Garuda snorted coldly and said disdainfully.
"Don't underestimate the enemy."
On the side, Demonic Race War God Asura spoke up and said in a cold voice, "There are too many amazing and talented masters in the human race. Underestimating the enemy will only expose one's ignorance."
Garuda heard this, his breath froze, but he could not refute.
In the human camp, Minor World, Hua Zhongdie arrived, the human kings were shocked and quickly recovered.
"Senior Sister Die."
Ning Chen looked at the woman in blue with blood-haired hair in front of her and called out.
In front, a beautiful woman standing barefoot, petite in stature, but possessing unimaginable toughness, Blade God Hua Zhongdie has returned to add strength to the human race.
"Junior brother, long time no see."
Hua Zhongdie looked at the young man in front of him with a sweet smile on his face and said.
"Didn't Venerable Lady come with Senior Sister Die?"
Ning Chen said in confusion.
"Venerable Lady was swept too far away by Spatial Turbulence. He may not be able to come back before the end of this debate. However, Venerable Changsheng said that Venerable Lady is fine, don't worry." Hua Zhongdie said softly.
Ning Chen heard this and nodded slightly, feeling somewhat regretful in his heart. Venerable Lady couldn't play, what a pity.
From behind, Qing Ling looked at the woman in front and said, "Since Miss Die is back, let Miss Die take part in the sword fight."
"Yeah."
Ning Chen nodded. There is no doubt that his sword skills were learned from Senior Sister Die. Although they are quite passable, there is still a big gap compared to Senior Sister Die.
"Even though there is no need for Zhiming to appear in the duel with the sword, but in the battle between sword and palm, Zhiming must take on one of the battles."
Mu Qianshang spoke and said in a solemn voice, Zhi Ming's strength is definitely one of the best among the kings of the human race. If Zhi Ming does not participate in the war, the loss to the human race will be too great.
"The strongest thing that knows destiny is the sword. Why don't we show up in the sword debate." Luo Xingchen said.
All the kings, except Xia Ziyi, nodded in agreement.
"Inappropriate."
From behind, Peacock spoke and said in a condensed voice, "Even Marquis of Knowing Fate, facing Xuanqi, has a low chance of winning. You should understand that in this battle, every duel has limitations. It is a pure sword fight. Under the suppression of the absolute superiority of cultivation, Xuanqi is almost unbeatable. The power of knowing lies in balance. In this battle, there are too many restrictions on him, and the chance of winning is slim."
After hearing this, the kings thought carefully and fell silent.
"A duel on the sword can only be fought. In fact, it doesn't make much difference who appears." Ning Chen said.
"This round, it's still up to me." Xia Ziyi said calmly.
"Friend, you should know that if you enter this battle, your chances of winning are extremely low." Ning Chen said seriously.
"I understand."
Xia Ziyi said calmly, "In this round, someone needs to play, right?"
"In that case, Marquis of Knowing Fate will take my place in the handheld showdown."
Peacock spoke seriously, "No matter whether the opponent is Luojia or Xuanlie, Marquis of Knowing Fate's foundation is inferior. In this battle, Marquis of Knowing Fate is more suitable than me."
"Yeah."
Ning Chen nodded and agreed. This may be the best result.
While everyone was chatting, the time for the martial arts debate was approaching. Between the two camps, Minor World was developed on one side, and six Minor Worlds were constantly rotating, just like Six Paths of Reincarnations, changing unpredictably.
"Now we are going to draw the first debate category."
At this time, above the void, Primeval Demonic Realm, the emperor of the human race, spoke.
"I'll go."
In the human camp, Qing Ling said softly, and immediately jumped into the sky.
In the Demon Realm camp, Dark Moon Witch Queen took off and flew upward together.
In the void, two people arrived. In front of a huge wheel, they stretched out their hands and pressed on the wheel.
The next moment, the sky was full of rays of light, the wheel was turning, and the five characters of knife, spear, sword, halberd, and palm were constantly changing, affecting the hearts of everyone here.
After a few breaths, the wheel stopped, and in front of everyone's eyes, a huge halberd appeared, dazzling.
"Garuda, it's your turn."
Asura looked at the man aside and said.
"Yeah."
Garuda responded lightly and immediately jumped forward.
In the human camp, with everyone watching, Night Lord walked out and said calmly, "I will bring back this victory."
As soon as he finished speaking, Night Lord's figure flew out and flew forward Minor World.