Inside the Emperor's Tomb, the Little Marquis leaped onto the raised platform, his cry booming like thunder from the Nine Heavens and echoing endlessly through The Human World.
Once the final trial, the Return-to-Dust Arena, opened, all of Xingshan seemed to suddenly become a "painting" containing Great Dao Intent, which everyone could contemplate and comprehend. Not only could Nine Li's Supernatural Ability Users see everything happening in the arena when they concentrated, but even the common people of The Human World could glimpse it all.
The arena stood nine zhang and nine chi high, ninety-nine zhang and nine chi long and wide, all numbers at their utmost limits. It was a square platform, towering and vast, like a green mountain whose summit had been sliced flat.
The Little Marquis took the platform and stood ramrod straight at the very center of the Return-to-Dust Arena, his eyes defiant, his hair flying, his spirit soaring to its utmost.
Nearly six years of wandering through the Emperor's Tomb had not dulled his edge, much less left him looking bedraggled.
In the Immortal Wave Five Cities and Nine Li The Human World, hundreds of millions of eyes were fixed on him at that moment, all filled with fervor, excitement, and admiration.
He was the brightest star among Nine Li's younger generation, the first name on the Dragon and Phoenix Register, and the Great Emperor's descendant who had reached the summit of the Emperor's Tomb today. He had not disappointed the people of his homeland; his unbending pride had upheld their countless hopes.
At that moment, he was undoubtedly the pride of all Nine Li.
Whoever could stand atop this platform of death at this moment already deserved to be called a victor.
"Master... he... he looks so strong!"
Little One stared blankly at the