Five Days Later, Life and Death Are Up to Heaven!
The jade tablet was covered with ancient and intricate ghostly runes, radiating a strange aura that protected the soul.
"This is the pass to the Yama Heavenly Palace — the Soul-Guiding Jade Register."
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord handed the jade tablet to Chen Changqing and said solemnly, "As for the interdimensional teleportation array leading to the Yang Realm, it is located in the core Sacred Ground of the Central Region Yama Heavenly Palace."
Only those who rank in the top three in the Ancestral Land competition are qualified to request permission from the Lord of the Heavenly Gate to activate the great formation.
Chen Changqing took the jade tablet, which was cool to the touch. After scanning it with his Divine Sense and confirming that there were no hidden doors or restrictions, he put it back into his Heaven-Stepping Ring.
"Top three, huh?"
Chen Changqing spoke in a flat tone.
"It's not difficult."
Upon hearing this, the Dark Moon Ghost Lord's eyes flickered slightly.
If someone else had said those words, she would have thought they were incredibly arrogant.
But this young man before them had just slain two Heavenly Monarch on the battlefield.
His strength is more than enough to make him stand out among all the geniuses of the Nine Nether Outer Domain.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you must not be careless."
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord softly reminded them, "The Outer Domain Grand Competition is merely a selection process."
"Upon arriving at the Ancestral Land Ancient Arena of the Yama Heavenly Palace, you will face not only the Blood Butcher of Rakshasa City, but also the top prodigies from the various ancient Aristocratic Clan of the Central Domain and the descendants of the Ten Halls of Yama."
"Those people were able to build their Foundation Establishment from the Essence Blood of divine beasts since childhood, and they all cultivated imperial -Supreme Lore techniques that led directly to the Ghost Immortal realm. Their foundations are unfathomable."
Chen Changqing smiled calmly and did not refute.
For him, the deeper the opponent's foundation, the more opportunities there are to AFK (away from AFK Points) in the game.
The banquet inside the main hall continued.
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord reported to Chen Changqing on the progress of the post-war takeover.
After losing their central leadership, White Bone Territory and Myriad Poison Ridge have seen most of their surrounding cities surrender without resistance.
Dark Moon City has dispatched three armies to take over the territory and mines, and will soon be able to completely digest the strength of both forces.
At that time, Dark Moon City will become the most powerful hegemon in the entire Nine Nether Outer Domain.
Time slipped away slowly amidst the clinking of glasses and the exchange of toasts.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
On the morning of the third day.
When the sky above Dark Moon City was once again bathed in a pale white light.
Boom!
The void above Dark Moon City suddenly began to twist violently.
A golden rift, tens of thousands of feet long, was torn open in the heavens.
Instead of the pervasive Yin Baleful Intent, there was a vast and solemn atmosphere filled with the sounds of sacred chants and the drums of the underworld.
A massive bronze chariot, pulled by nine hundred-foot-long, Netherworld Bone Dragons, slowly emerged from the void rift.
The walls of the chariot were engraved with a scroll depicting the Ten Halls of Yama patrolling the heavens, exuding a breathtaking Heaven and Earth’s Grand Potential.
In front of the chariot stood a tall man clad in heavy Mysterious Black armor, his hand resting on Ancient Sword.
The man was surrounded by chains of Principle at the level of Tribulation Immortal, clearly indicating that he was a top-tier Ghost General strength surpassed that of an ordinary Above Heavenly Monarch.
"Decree from the Yama Heavenly Palace!"
The man's voice was majestic and powerful, echoing across the sky and reverberating above the hall.
"Chen Changqing of Dark Moon City, who has advanced from the first round of the competition, shall board the vehicle immediately!"
Head to the Ancestral Land Ancient Arena for the final battle!
A stern command echoed through the hall.
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord and all the generals in the hall rose to their feet, their expressions solemn.
Chen Changqing slowly stood up and straightened the hem of his white robe.
The ancient bronze chariot rolled across the sky, producing a deep, thunderous sound.
Nine hundred-foot-long, Netherworld Bone Dragons flapped their wings and roared, pulling the chariot straight into the void rift above the nine heavens.
Chen Changqing stood with his hands behind his back in the front porch of the carriage. The violent Spatial Turbulence towards him, but it could not dispel the aura emanating from the edges of his robe sleeves.
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord, dressed in a magnificent purple dress, stood half a step to his side.
"The ancient war chariot of Yama's Heavenly Palace is directly connected to the ancestral land boundary gate of the Nine Nether Central Region."
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord spoke softly, his gaze sweeping across the endless stream of light in the void ahead.
"Although the Thirteen Outer Domains are vast, in the eyes of the Yama Heavenly Palace, they are ultimately just barbaric frontiers."
"The rules have changed for this final battle."
Chen Changqing turned around and looked at the Duty Ghost General.
The towering Ghost General resting on the Ancient Sword at his waist, turned his head expressionlessly.
"After the first round of the competition, only the two of you remain in the Outer Domain holding the command flag."
According to the rules, they should have High Antiquity arena to determine who lived and died.
"However, the Ten Venerable Ones issued a decree, loosening the seal on the Nine Netherworlds Abyss. It is necessary to use the Sha Qi within the Primordial Battlefield to hone the prodigies."
Therefore, the final round consists of two parts.
The Duty Ghost General raised his hand and gestured, and a huge scroll phantom appeared in the void.
"All those who advance from the Outer Domain, including Blood Butcher of Rakshasa City, must first enter the Ancestral Land Minor World."
"Within this Minor World are countless ghosts and beasts, remnants of souls and vengeful Resentful Spirits left over from the ancient times, and even the Corpse Baleful Qi of immortal generals who died in battle."
"Slaying a ghost at the early stage of the True Lord Realm, one point awarded."
"Middle True Lord Stage, three points recorded."
"Late True Lord Stages, ten points recorded."
"Half-Step Heavenly Monarch level Ghost Fiend, 100 points."
"If we can kill the sleeping remnant soul of Heavenly Monarch level, we'll get a thousand points."
The voice of the Duty Ghost General echoed in the void, carrying the weight of countless ages.
"The trial will last for five days."
Five days later, the Heavenly Palace Sky-Patrol Ranking will only recognize the top ten Points.
"Only these top ten are qualified to step onto the ancient arena in the center of the Ancestral Land to compete for the final Champion's spot, meet the Heavenly Gate Palace Master, and request the activation Law Seals for the interdimensional array."
Chen Changqing remained calm, but his heart stirred slightly.
Heavenly Monarch -level remnant soul?
Half-Step Heavenly Monarch level Ghost Fiend?
To outsiders, this ancient wasteland is a meat grinder.
But for him, who possessed over 20 million AFK Points and could unleash his ultimate combat power at any time, this place was practically an undefended mine.
Have the people from Rakshasa City arrived yet?
Chen Changqing asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, a gap a thousand miles wide suddenly opened up in the void ahead.
A warship shrouded in blood mist sped in from the side, running alongside the bronze chariot.
The Rakshasa Ghost King's towering figure stood at the bow of the ship.
Behind him, Blood Butcher gripped a blood-red halberd, his killing intent solidifying into a tangible form.
Beside Blood Butcher stood seven cold-faced Rakshasa City warriors, each of whom had reached the Late True Lord Stage level.
The moment Blood Butcher saw Chen Changqing, his fingers gripping the halberd tightened slightly.
The news that Bone Demon Heavenly Monarch and Thousand Poisons Old Monster were killed on the spot outside the city gate had already spread throughout the entire Outer Domain through secret reports.
Although Blood Butcher was arrogant, he knew very well that the white-robed youth in front of him was a madman who dared to break through even the Peak Heavenly Monarch Stage.
"Chen Keqing."
The Rakshasa Ghost King cupped his hands across the void, his attitude unusually polite.
"If my son acts recklessly during this Ancestral Land trial, I hope you will show him mercy."
With the fates of Bone Demon and Thousand Poisons already known, Rakshasa Ghost King was absolutely unwilling to push his own forces into the fire.
Chen Changqing glanced at him indifferently and did not reply.
In the Nine Netherworlds, might makes right.
If anyone blocks his path in the Minor World, even if they are the sole survivor of Rakshasa City, he will kill them without hesitation.
Boom!
The void ahead trembled violently.
A magnificent Heavenly Gate, entirely constructed of Obsidian, appeared at the edge of the sky.
Inside the gate, there was no sun or moon, only a rolling sea of gray mist.
Faintly, one could hear the fierce howls of countless ferocious beasts emanating from the depths of the misty sea.
"The Ancestral Land Minor World, has arrived."
The Duty Ghost General drew his Ancient Sword from his waist and swung it heavily at the Heavenly Gate.
The Obsidian gates suddenly swung open to both sides.
A massive beam of light descended from inside the door, enveloping Chen Changqing, Blood Butcher, and the people from Rakshasa City.
"Token Holder, enter the battle!"
"Five days from now, life and death will be in the hands of fate!"
The Ghost General's voice was as loud and clear as a great bell.
With a low shout, Blood Butcher led his warriors, transforming into seven streaks of blood-red light, and plunged into the pillar of light without looking back.
The Dark Moon Ghost Lord stepped forward, took out a purple Communication Jade Talisman, and handed it to Chen Changqing.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, this Minor World is vast and boundless, and it is rumored to connect to a corner of the Primordial Immortal-Burial Ancient Land."
"Rakshasa City has a deep foundation and must know the location of the lairs of several high-level ghost beasts. If you encounter danger, do not be reckless."
Chen Changqing accepted the Jade Talisman, his expression remaining unchanged.
"The city lord may simply wait outside the palace for good news."
Having said that, he stomped his foot.
The Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Steps unfold.
Leaving a trail of afterimages in the void, Chen Changqing's body had already traversed a thousand feet of space, calmly stepping into that desolate gray sea of mist.
A cold wind swept across my face like a steel knife.
Chen Changqing stepped onto the scorched, hard earth and landed on a high slope made up of thousands of giant beast skulls.
The sky was perpetually dark, devoid of stars, only filled with dense, lifeless, leaden clouds.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, bones littered the ground, and tattered armor and broken weapons were everywhere.
The air was filled with the unique, lingering Sha Qi of the Primordial Battlefield.
At the center of his brow, Twelve Primordial Spirits trembled slightly.
His Divine Sense instantly spread out like a tidal wave, directly covering a vast territory of five thousand miles in radius.
Almost at the same time, a Netherworld Jade Talisman floating in front of Chen Changqing began to glow faintly.
A list is clearly displayed above.
First place: Blood Butcher, Points: 70.
Second place: Rakshasa Guard Mo Feng, Points: 20.
Last place: Chen Changqing, Points: zero.
Clearly, as soon as Blood Butcher entered the Minor World, he quickly hunted down a Half-Step Heavenly Monarch level ghost beast and several True Lord level soldiers by relying on the combined attack formation of Rakshasa City.
Roar!
A ferocious roar came from the valley below to the right.
Three towering, black-armored Ghost Bears, each a hundred feet tall, burst forth from the ground.
Each of the Ghost Bears was covered in ferocious white bone spikes, and was surrounded by a dense evil mist, its strength clearly at the peak of the Middle True Lord Stage.
They smelled the scent of living people's Qi and Blood, and their eyes ignited with a ghastly green flame as they charged wildly toward the high slope.
The ground trembled violently.
If it were an ordinary Cultivator facing three fearless ancient ghost beasts, they would definitely first create distance and slowly wear down their bodies with their Divine Ability.
But Chen Changqing only slightly raised his eyelids.
"Too slow."
He didn't even draw his sword.
Slightly raise your right arm, and bring your five fingers together to form a fist.