Human Emperor World.
"Emperor Xin, you actually stole Divine Envoy Di Tian's technique!"
Mu En struggled to his feet, utterly shocked.
Opposite him.
Both of Emperor Xin's wings were broken. He propped himself up on his broken wings, barely keeping himself from falling.
By this point in their desperate fight, both had burned through their last reserves.
Fortunately, he held the upper hand.
"Enough nonsense. I don't want Ji Fa catching up to me."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Dragon God Claw!"
An enormous phantom claw bearing a divine aura filled Mu En's entire field of vision and slammed into him.
The Golden Sacred Dragon trembled.
Dragon God Claw was a supreme technique bestowed by the Dragon God. It greatly suppressed any Soul Beast and also had a suppressive effect on beast-type Martial Souls.
Mu En flew backward like a corpse.
[Winner: Emperor Xin]
Mu En had already died before the Dragon God Claw struck him. He had merely been forcing himself to cling to his last breath.
The image ended.
The last thing the spectators saw was the dragon claw filling the entire image, followed by the announcement that the battle had ended.
"Cool!"
"What technique was that? How could it do so much damage to Mu En?"
"It has something to do with Divine Envoy Di Tian. Anyone here have connections to the Beast Divine Temple? Go ask."
"I don't have connections like that."
Far away on the horizon, Di Tian watched this scene with his arms folded across his chest.
"When did that fellow learn my technique?"
His voice was cold.
Then he gave a faint smile.
He had tried to paint a tiger, only to produce a dog.
What he had just used was merely the barest surface of Dragon God Claw. Without the Dragon God's personal instruction, there was no way he could use the true Dragon God Claw.
"Di Tian, don't tell me you're jealous?"
"Evil Eye, I told you not to read my mind!"
Di Tian angrily thrust out a palm, unleashing a torrent of dark energy.
"All right, all right, you miser!"
The Evil Emperor opened his mouth and swallowed all the dark energy, then burped. "Urgh, what a temper."
After several matches ended.
[Winner: Ye Wuye]
"Yay! The Pavilion Master won!"
"Master was so cool!"
Dugu Yan and the boy beside her both waved their hands excitedly.
Dugu Bo relaxed, inwardly satisfied.
Ye Wuye had saved his life.
He dearly hoped Pavilion Master Ye could go further. Becoming a god would be even better.
Above the spectator stands.
Ji Xuanyuan sat on a chair made of clouds.
The mature, gentle Ning Rongrong walked over, her fair hand holding that of the young, innocent little Ning Rongrong.
Ji Xuanyuan raised his hand and beckoned lightly.
The older Ning Rongrong gave a gentle push, and little Ning Rongrong took a few steps forward.
Was this the Human Emperor?
She looked at Ji Xuanyuan, her heart racing. This was her grown-up self's man.
He was truly handsome, and his bearing was especially outstanding.
He was so powerful, too.
As a child, she had dreamed of a Prince Charming, but even those she had imagined could not compare in the slightest to the man before her.
If it was him...
It wasn't as though she would refuse.
Little Ning Rongrong's cheeks grew slightly warm, and a trace of shyness stirred in her heart.
Ji Xuanyuan looked at her familiar face.
Ten thousand years ago, when he first met Ning Rongrong, she had been around this same gracefully blossoming age.
Ning Rongrong did not dare move a muscle and shyly lowered her head.
The Human Emperor's gaze was so heated.
Whenever she thought of everyone across the continent watching this scene through the Sky Screen, the tips of her ears burned especially hot.
Not far away.
Amusement glimmered in the eyes of Snow Girl and the others. It seemed they would be gaining another sister.
"Sister Ye, how long do you think it will take little Rongrong to become a god?"
"You're asking me?"
"That depends on how well she can please His Majesty."
Ye Xishui revealed a bewitching smile, smiling seductively.
Cultivating with the Human Emperor was not only intensely stimulating to the senses, but also enormously beneficial to one's cultivation.
After becoming the Human Emperor's woman, she had broken through to demigod in her twenties through repeated cultivation sessions, then become a god outright at a hundred.
Countless people had been green with envy.
And that was only because she had needed to wait for the Proof of Godhood.
If not for that, she could have become a god in her twenties.
"Why do I keep feeling like this Human Emperor is looking at me?"
On the Sky Screen, the Human Emperor's gaze turned toward them, making their scalps prickle.
That oppressive might, the aura of one who stood above others, washed over them.
But most of them were men.
By contrast.
The women at large did not feel the same way.
"The Human Emperor is so handsome! If only I were Ning Rongrong. I'd go straight up and kiss him right now."
"Only a man like that is worthy of me."
"Stop disgusting everyone, you old hag."
"For the Human Emperor, I've decided I won't have any men from now on. I'll keep myself pure as jade for him."
A moment later, Ning Rongrong gathered her courage and tried to start a conversation.
"Your Majesty, who do you think will win the championship in this competition?"
Her words brought everyone's arguments to a halt.
That question voiced exactly what everyone present wanted to know.
They looked up at the Sky Screen, curiosity written on their faces.
If it was the Human Emperor giving his opinion...
Surely his judgment could not be wrong.
So.
Of the five remaining undefeated contestants, who was most likely to become the champion?
"If you're curious, why not take a closer look yourself?"
Ji Xuanyuan spoke calmly.
He adjusted the flow of time in the Palm World to an extraordinarily exaggerated rate.
A thousandfold speed was not his limit.
His palm opened, and a complete miniature world unfolded before their eyes.
Within it, the light and shadows of explosions alternated incessantly, creation and destruction playing out over and over.
It was so fast that human eyes simply could not keep up.
Ning Rongrong was instantly entranced, the light of the explosions reflected in her eyes.
Scenes of interweaving light and shadow unfolded before her like fireworks filling the sky, exceptionally beautiful.
Before long.
Every battle had ended.
Ji Xuanyuan casually waved his hand.
The figures of twenty-eight demigods appeared above the sea of clouds at the same time.
All the surrounding spectators froze. They had still been watching the projected images just a moment ago.
Why had everyone come out?
Had the entire competition already finished?
Then who exactly was the final champion?
Three questions in a row.
Their minds in a muddle, everyone grew excited, their gazes sweeping over all the demigods before them.
Twenty-eight people.
Every one of them was exhausted, their eyes filled with deep unwillingness to accept the outcome.
Even if they could revive endlessly and fight again, continuous, grueling battles of such intensity took a heavy toll on their minds.
More importantly.
The competition was over.
And most of them knew they were not the winner.
They had let the God Position Seed slip through their own hands.
Emperor Xin's chest rose and fell slightly, his mind in turmoil.
Who had ultimately secured an undefeated record?
He refused to accept it!
Was it Ji Fa? Ye Wuye? Or Chen Feijian?
He immediately turned to look at Ji Fa.
Among all these opponents, Ji Fa was the only one he had never beaten.
He had won one match each against Ye Wuye and Chen Feijian, but had also lost one match to each of them.
Logically, Ji Fa should have been the most likely winner.
Yet what met his eyes was not that at all.
Ji Fa's brows and eyes were downcast, his expression ugly, his eyes filled with disappointment.
He showed not the slightest joy of having won the championship.
It wasn't Ji Fa?
Emperor Xin froze completely, astonishment filling his heart.
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