Yama Emperor Sword, an Instant Kill in One Move

The Battle Token roared and whistled through the skies above the Primordial Floating Island.

The remaining eight Tokens clanged together with a crisp sound.

The two Tokens, shrouded in dark, Sha Qi, paused in mid-air before slowly descending towards the two stone lotus platforms.

The Battle Token displays the same blood-red characters on the front:

[Two]!

The holders were none other than Nangong Tian and Han Jue of the Han Family.

Han Jue, who was still reeling from the shock of Wang Long's death, twitched his face twice on the spot.

The Extreme Yin Ghostfire on Han Jue's body scattered uncontrollably.

On the outskirts of this Minor World, he was the undisputed overlord of the Central Domain.

But when it comes to Nangong Tian, none of the younger generation in the entire Central Domain have the confidence to stand up to him.

Nangong Tian remained calm as he stood up from the stone lotus platform.

The black datura flowers beneath my feet spread with each step.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Tian traversed a hundred feet of void and landed steadily in the center of the White Bone Battle Platform.

The ancient black Ancient Sword hovering above his head remained unsheathed, with only a faint imperial aura emanating from its scabbard.

"Young Master Nangong."

Han Jue steeled himself and stepped onto the Battle Platform, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and spoke in a strained voice.

"The Han Family and the Nangong Family have always been on good terms. I admit I am no match for them in this battle, but for the sake of my Lineage's honor, I humbly request that Young Master Nangong grant me three pointers."

Nangong Tian stood with his hands behind his back, not even looking at him directly.

"Make your move."

Nangong Tian uttered three words.

Han Jue bit his tongue, spitting out a glob of deep blue Essence Blood.

The Essence Blood fell into the void, transforming into nine enormous Netherworld Ghost Lotuses.

This is the Han Family's Supreme Lore, the Nine Netherworlds Underworld Fire Lotus.

Each lotus flower contains compressed Yin Fire that burns the soul of Cultivator, enough to reduce the physical body of a newly ascended Heavenly Monarch to ashes.

"Go!"

Han Jue rolled up his sleeves.

The nine ghost lotuses, connected end to end, blocked Nangong Tian's escape route, then suddenly contracted and gathered together.

The raging heat Yin Baleful Intent caused the Battle Platform's sizzling bones to crackle.

Outside the Battle Platform, Zhao Feiyan held her breath.

Even if she were to face this attack, she would have to use her Quasi-Immortal Artifact to defend herself with all her might.

However, Nangong Tian, who was in the center of the Battle Platform, did not move an inch.

The Yama Ancient Sword, hovering above their heads, emitted a low, resonant hum.

Clang!

The Ancient Sword drew three inches from its sheath on its own.

A pure and domineering black-gold light curtain swept out from the gap in the sword sheath.

The nine raging, Netherworld Underworld Fire Lotus were cleanly severed the moment they touched the light barrier.

The primordial Yin Fire that had gathered inside the lotus platform didn't even have a chance to explode before it was completely crushed by the Golden Light.

The Sword Light showed no signs of weakening, heading straight for Han Jue's chest.

"Not good!"

Han Jue's hair stood on end, and he flung out a bronze Ghost Shield from his sleeve.

The Bronze Ghost Shield is a top-tier defensive Quasi-Immortal Artifact, with twelve layers of Netherworld magic arrays engraved on its surface.

Boom!

The Sword Light struck the front of the Ghost Shield.

The twelve-layered Defensive Formation couldn't even hold for half a breath before collapsing inch by inch.

A huge sword mark was dented into the hard bronze shield, which then shattered into pieces.

Han Jue was sent flying, blood spurting from his mouth and nose, crashing heavily through the light barrier of the Extreme Dao Sword Formation and falling directly into the pile of rubble at the edge of the Floating Island.

His sternum collapsed, and his breath instantly became extremely weak.

He drew his sword only once, and it was a casual strike without actually drawing the blade.

Han Jue defeat.

[Second battle, Nangong Tian of the Central Domain wins!]

The voice of the Black Armor Ghost Immortal echoed through the sea of clouds.

The atmosphere on the viewing platform was instantly ignited.

"Too fast! I couldn't even withstand a single move!"

The deputy city lord of Black Mountain City exclaimed in admiration.

"This is the true strength of Young Master Nangong. With the pure Yama Emperor Scripture combined with his natal Yama Ancient Sword, who among those of the same level can withstand his might?"

"That kid Chen Changqing only killed the careless Wang Long by relying on brute force. If he were to face Young Master Nangong, his fate would be Han Jue's!"

The city lords who had bet on Nangong Tian all breathed a sigh of relief.

The anxiety that had been hanging over Wang Long's death subsided once again.

On the Floating Island.

Nangong Tian flicked his sleeves and walked off the Battle Platform with an indifferent expression.

As Nangong Tian passed by the Stone Lotus Platform where Chen Changqing was, he paused for a moment.

Killing Wang Long proves nothing.

Nangong Tian had his back to Chen Changqing, and his tone was completely calm.

"I'm going to take that Quasi-Houtian Spirit Treasure you possess."

Chen Changqing sat cross-legged on the Stone Platform, his eyes still closed, inhaling and exhaling the surrounding Sha Qi.

He didn't even bother to waste his breath on such verbal probing.

The Battle Token swirls once more Floating Island.

The third battle.

The Battle Token fell into the hands of Zhao Feiyan and Sun Ce, the heir of the Sun Family in the Central Domain.

Both were at the peak of the Half-Step Heavenly Monarch realm, and their battle was exceptionally fierce.

Zhao Feiyan unleashed a Blood-Melting Divine Needle, coated with a potent poison that had been laced with ten thousand years of deadly poison, breaking through Sun Ce's protective Yin Qi.

Sun Ce lost an arm, but with his desperate Law Technique, he summoned the Tai Yin Baleful Intent Thunder, nearly pulling Zhao Feiyan off the stage and causing them to perish together.

In the end, Zhao Feiyan, at the cost of serious injury, pierced Sun Ce's throat with a single sword strike, securing a hard-won victory.

The fourth battle.

The Li Family's prodigy from the Central Domain faces off against the Zhong Family's Zhong Cheng.

Zhong Cheng was burly and had a cold, hard face. He held a huge Judge Ghost-Slaying Blade in his hand.

The moment the duel began, Zhong Cheng didn't give his opponent much of a chance to unleash his Divine Ability powers.

The ancient blood flowing through his body surged forth, and the Faxiang of a black-robed judge rose from behind him.

The Ghost-Slaying Blade cleaved down, splitting Li Family prodigy's Faxiang link and physical body in two mid-air.

Ruthless and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Chen Changqing, who was watching from the sidelines, had a slight change in his Divine Sense.

The power that Zhong Cheng displayed subtly carried the causal Principle of the Judge lineage, making it several times more solid and stable than Wang Long's previous power.

Such profound knowledge and experience are clearly hidden among the younger generation in the Central Domain.

That concludes the discussion.

Only one match remains in the first round of the knockout stage.

Chen Changqing opened his eyes and raised his hand to catch the Battle Token that fell from the sky.

On the front of the Battle Token, a scarlet ancient character appears:

[Five]!

On the opposite side of the Battle Platform, Wang Hu, his body shrouded in a brutal killing intent, suddenly stepped forward.

Wang Hu pointed his Black Spear at Chen Changqing, his eyes bloodshot.

"Your turn, Chen Changqing!"

Wang Hu roared through gritted teeth, his killing intent tearing through the sky.

"Pay back my brother's life!"

The bloodstains remaining on the White Bone Battle Platform had not yet dried.

Wang Hu stepped over the crater left by his brother Wang Long's fall and strode onto the Battle Platform.

The Black Spear in his hand trembled violently, its tip spewing deep green ghostly bone fire.

The image of his brother's tragic death kept flashing through his mind, and Wang Hu's reason had long been completely overwhelmed by anger.

He didn't waste any unnecessary words.

As soon as he stepped onto the Battle Platform, Wang Hu suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of his life Essence Blood onto the Black Spear in his hand.

"Blood sacrifice to the Nine Netherworlds, White Bone Demon Body!"

Wang Hu roared.

The bone flames on the Black Spear instantly turned deathly pale.

The entire spear transformed into countless bone fragments, which rolled back and merged into Wang Hu's body.

The cracking sound of bones breaking came from inside his body.

Wang Hu's body grew to a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and his entire body was covered with a layer of pale white bone armor that gleamed with a metallic luster.

On his chest, a divine rune, indicating the Divine Dao Borrowing Technique, was also writhing wildly.

"Chen Changqing, don't think only Wang Long knows how to summon gods!"

Wang Hu's face was completely disfigured, with two thick bony horns growing from his forehead.

Instead of summoning the White Impermanence, he activated the Black Sha Source within his body.

A terrifying dharma Faxiang clad in black robes appeared behind him, wielding a soul-hooking rope and radiating extreme pressure.

Black Impermanence, Fan Wujiu!

In the instant that the Black Impermanence used the Dharma, Wang Hu's cultivation also broke through the shackles and entered the Middle Heavenly Monarch Stage.

Two bone claws swept through the air, tearing open ten black void rifts in space.

"Die!"

Wang Hu's massive body transformed into a white whirlwind, his ten fingers gripping the top of Chen Changqing's head.

A violent gust of wind whipped Chen Changqing's white robe to cling to his body.

Despite the rampaging Wang Hu, Chen Changqing remained completely unfazed.

The twelve crimson Red-Gold Primordial Spirits and the Star Primordial Spirits sat steadily in the Sea of Consciousness.

With his Divine Sense covering five thousand miles, Wang Hu's entire attack route was completely exposed.

The Immortal Execution Sword at Chen Changqing's waist remained unsheathed.

Facing the charging Wang Hu, Chen Changqing took a step forward.

The Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Step was unleashed.

Chen Changqing's figure left a trail of afterimages in the void, easily dodging the ten bone claws that were about to strike him down.

Immediately afterwards.

Chen Changqing clenched his right fist, and the Pure Yang brute force of the Primordial Nine-Turn Body Refining Art Sixth Turn erupted completely.

The First Form of the Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist.

The Heavenly Collapse!

The hazy, chaotic fist energy, like the collapsing sky, slammed back towards Wang Hu's back.

Bang!

A dull, deafening roar shook the entire Floating Island.

The pale white bone armor on Wang Hu's body, harder than Quasi-Immortal Artifact, was instantly dented by this punch, leaving a huge fist-shaped crater.

The dense cracks spread rapidly.

The violent force shattered several meridians within Wang Hu's body.

Wang Hu spat out a mouthful of black blood, lost his balance, and staggered forward for thousands of feet.

The Black Impermanence Faxiang behind him shook violently, almost being shattered by this punch.

"How is this possible...? Why is your force even greater than before?!"

Wang Hu turned his head, his eyes filled with incomprehensible horror.

He had clearly activated his White Bone Demon Body, and with the Black Impermanence Faxiang protecting him, his physical defense had increased several times over.

But Chen Changqing's punch nearly broke his spine completely.

Chen Changqing stood in mid-air, his expression calm.

"Even Wang Long, who borrowed the power of the White Impermanence, couldn't withstand a single sword strike from me."

"How many moves can you withstand with your Black Impermanence's help?"

At that moment, the Immortal Execution Sword emitted a clear and melodious cry.

Chen Changqing pointed his fingers like a sword, and the Immortal Execution Sword spontaneously leaped three inches out of its sheath.

The first move of the Immortal Execution Sword Technique.

Spirit Slaying!

The grayish-white Chaos Sword Ray swept out once again.

There are no complicated moves, only extreme killing techniques.

Wherever the Sword-Ray passed, the soul-hooking rope formed by the Black Impermanence's Faxiang snapped instantly.

Wang Hu was terrified. He raised his arms and tightly protected his chest, urging all the extreme Yin Sha Qi in his body to try to resist.

Sizzle!

The bone armor was utterly vulnerable before the Sword-Ray.

Two thick, bony arms flew into the air, spraying black Essence Blood onto the Battle Platform.

The Sword-Ray's edge swept across Wang Hu's chest, leaving a deep, gaping gash that exposed bone.

The Black Impermanence phantom was instantly shredded by the Sword Qi, turning into black smoke that dissipated into the void.

Divine magic backlash!

Wang Hu's enormous demonic body rapidly shrank, and he collapsed into a pool of blood, his eyes filled with despair replacing all the ferocity they once held.

"Spare me... spare my life..."

Wang Hu moved his lips with difficulty.

Chen Changqing flicked his finger, and the Immortal Execution Sword traced an elegant arc in the air before slashing down.

Puff!

Wang Hu's enormous head rolled to the ground.

Just as the Primordial Spirit in the Sea of Consciousness was about to escape, it was torn to pieces by the Chaos Sword Qi that followed.

[Defeat the Central Domain's prodigy, Wang Hu, and gain 5,000,000 AFK Points!]

[Current AFK Points Balance: 84,500,000 points!]

A crisp system notification sounded in my mind.

The Netherworld Jade Talisman at Chen Changqing's waist shimmered with dark light, Points to soar once more, steadily climbing towards a higher rank.

That concludes the discussion.

The first round of five matches has concluded.

Of the ten prodigies who succeeded, two died on the spot, and two were seriously injured.

Only four victors remained:

Nangong Tian, Zhao Feiyan, Zhong Cheng, and Chen Changqing from Dark Moon City!

However, Zhao Feiyan had suffered severe damage to her vital essence during her previous battle with Sun Ce, and the backlash from the Yin Baleful Intent within her body left her powerless to fight again.

Black Armor Ghost Immortal's Divine Sense swept over her, Zhao Feiyan was instantly teleported off the stage, losing her qualification to continue competing.

Only three people remained on the entire White Bone Battle Platform!

The Nangong Aristocratic Clan, Nangong Tian!

Zhong Family, Zhong Cheng!

Dark Moon City, Chen Changqing!

The various factions on Heavenly Gate Plaza stared intently at the main Heaven-Scanning Divine Screen.

All the hopes of the Thirteen Cities of the Outer Domain rested on Chen Changqing alone.

High in the sky, the Black Armor Ghost Immortal slowly stood up, his resounding voice echoing down.

The final three have been determined.

"One player receives a bye, guaranteeing them a spot in the Champion."

"The remaining two will face off on stage; the winner advances!"

Three golden light shuttles spun wildly in mid-air.

Nangong Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent.

Zhong Cheng gripped the Ghost-Slaying Blade at his waist, his face ashen.

Chen Changqing stood quietly, his qi Qi and Blood flowing smoothly and calmly within him.

Swish!

One of the golden light shuttles suddenly shot through the air and hovered above Nangong Tian's head.

The light shuttle slowly unfolded, transforming into two dazzling characters:

[By the deadline]!

A cold glint appeared on Nangong Tian's lips as he took a half-step back and crossed his arms.

The remaining two light shuttles fell simultaneously, hovering in front of Chen Changqing and Zhong Cheng respectively.

The prelude to the decisive battle has begun.

Chen Changqing of Dark Moon City versus Zhong Cheng of the Zhong Family in the Central Domain!

The Battle Token has been issued.

Nangong Tian stood with his hands behind his back on the edge of the Stone Platform, looking down at Chen Changqing and Zhong Cheng below.

Nangong Tian was not at all surprised by the result of not getting a bye.

He is the undisputed young leader of the Yama Central Domain, and no matter who he faces, the final outcome will not change.

"Zhong Cheng, test the quality of his sword for me."

Nangong Tian spoke calmly, his voice echoing across the Battle Platform.

Zhong Cheng gripped the Ghost-Slaying Blade at his waist and strode heavily onto the White Bone Battle Platform.

With each step, a deep footprint is left on the hard bone ground.

Zhong Cheng had a dark complexion, a thick steel beard on his chin, and an aura of calm and composure.

He ignored Nangong Tian's words and kept his gaze fixed on Chen Changqing.

"Central Domain Zhong Family, Zhong Cheng."

Zhong Cheng drew the broad, heavy Judge Ghost-Slaying Blade from his waist.

The blade is entirely black, with intricate cinnabar runes engraved on both sides.

"The Wang Family brothers acted frivolously, using the Nether Bureau without showing reverence for the divine; it is no surprise they died at your hands."

Zhong Cheng's voice was rough and deep.

"But the Zhong Family is different."

"My lineage is the direct descendant of Zhong Kui, one of the four judges of the Underworld and the Evil-Punishing Bureau."

"Now that I've stepped onto this arena of life and death, I will show no mercy. You'd better watch out."