CHAPTER 916: CHAPTER 365: YOU ARE THE DOMINATING MARTIAL KING!

Chu Xisheng secretly furrowed his brow.

What was Demon God Zangtian thinking? Sending him to execute a Second Grade, Earthly List-ranked Body Refining Master?

Even within the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, where both parties’ cultivation was reduced to the Fifth Grade, Gu Yuanchen’s combat strength still far surpassed his own.

They were simply not in the same league.

Yet this was just how senseless and capricious Zangtian, this deity, often was.

The information he left behind didn’t insist on having to kill Gu Yuanchen; just forcing him out of the Cloud Sea Heavenly Palace could achieve the purpose.

However, under the rules of the golden rules, forcing him out might be even harder than killing him.

Gu Yuanchen, the White Bone General, strode out of the hall’s entrance with a bold demeanor, laughing heartily, "Seems like everyone’s waiting for us? It’s my fault, my apologies for keeping you all waiting."

As he spoke, he scanned the crowd with a scrutinizing gaze.

When Gu Yuanchen noticed ’One Sword Overturning City’ Ween Zhiyi seated near the obelisk, his eyes flashed and his steps paused slightly.

But he quickly regained his calm, casually patting the head of a frail young man beside him: "It’s my disciples who are disappointing, taking so long with just two magic techniques."

"Indeed, we’ve waited long enough, is there not a single sorcerer left in Divine Flame Palace to even consider?"

’Great Black Sky’ Rijialuo lifted his gaze with impatience: "The rules on the obelisk are clear, aren’t they? If nobody has objections, let’s not dawdle any longer and proceed directly."

"That suits me perfectly." Supreme Profound Sect Great Elder Wu Zhishang stood up: "We’ve been here long enough, it’s best to enter the next round soon."

The other individuals, although silent, all stood up from the ground.

Chu Xisheng also stood up, eyes filled with gravity.

Ween Zhiyi, clad in silver armor, soared into the air effortlessly.

With a flick of her sleeve, she pressed a True Yuan into the obelisk, causing some runes on it to glow with fluorescence.

The crowd followed suit, each injecting a True Yuan into the obelisk.

Seeing this, Gu Yuanchen frowned slightly, then chuckled: "I am somewhat caught off guard, being completely unprepared here. But since everyone is eager, I won’t oppose your will!"

He too concentrated a True Yuan, striking the obelisk. As ten teams, encompassing sixty different True Yuan, poured into it, the Divine Turtle Wanderer atop the obelisk ’came alive’.

His face was indifferent as he looked down upon all: "The second test is for Qi Fortune! My legacy first treasures comprehension, then Qi Fortune, and finally Bloodline Talent. Those endowed with great Qi Fortune will definitely have formidable combat power; and strong combat power, in turn, signifies remarkable Qi Fortune. Thus, this test embodies survival of the fittest, where only the best prevail. This test is limited to a day, or until only six teams remain."

Chu Xisheng recalled the words of Divine Turtle Wanderer a year ago in the Nine-Grade Secret Realm.

Back then, during the final test, Divine Turtle Wanderer said, ’Those endowed with great talent will definitely have formidable combat power; and strong combat power, in turn, signifies remarkable talent.’

Isn’t this exactly the same?

Atop the obelisk, Divine Turtle Wanderer continued: "The heavens hold the virtue of preserving life, and I am by no means one who delights in killing, hence my upfront forewarning! Three thousand and seven hundred years later, a myriad of masters will enter the palace to vie for my legacy. With limited abilities as I am, any remaining mana must be fully allocated to maintaining the palace’s golden rules and Heavenly Gang Forbidden Technique.

Therefore, once the battle begins, I cannot guarantee your safety, nor can I promptly teleport you out of the palace. Should you feel insufficiently capable, unable to fight, or unwilling to risk your life, you may exit the Immortal Palace now."

Upon hearing this, Ween Zhiyi couldn’t help casting a glance at Chu Xisheng.

Yet she saw Chu Xisheng fully concentrated, listening to Divine Turtle Wanderer, with no intention of leaving.

No one among them chose to exit either.

They appeared contemplative, seeming to acknowledge that Divine Turtle Wanderer had foreseen the situation three thousand seven hundred years hence.

Evidently, he anticipated his set rules being altered or rewritten.

Just as Divine Turtle Wanderer’s words concluded, the White Jade Square resonated with buzzing.

In all four directions, forty-nine stone pillars rose, each sending massive chains crisscrossing and interweaving, encaging the Han white jade Square like a birdcage.

Chu Xisheng felt a sense of déjà vu once more.

The scene before him was reminiscent of the final test in the Coastal Nine-Grade Secret Realm.

He placed a hand on his blade, waiting quietly.

Behind him, Jian Cangfeng and others grasped their weapons, poised and ready.

As the stone pillars and chains fully sealed the Han white jade Square, Divine Turtle Wanderer swayed his robe sleeve: "Gentlemen, please!"

Everyone’s expressions shifted subtly as they sensed that some restrictions set by the ’golden rules’ were lifted from them.

Previously, if they attacked others, they’d be forcibly teleported out of the palace by the golden rules, but now, that restriction no longer applied.

In that instant, a massive cloud of smoke burst forth in the White Jade Square, with white, blue, black, and scarlet colors swirling about.

The white smoke was released by the ’Nine-tailed Demon Fox’ Hu Xinmei, the blue from the ’Divine Kun Great Elder,’ and the black from the ’Great Black Sky.’

Even Chu Yunyun conjured up the Suanni Lion once more, spewing scarlet smoke, quickly engulfing an area of ten acres around.