Qingxuan King's face appeared haggard, with a faintly visible swirl of black and white auras in his eyes, resembling two streaks of lightning. These black and white auras were the Qi of Life and Death.

The Life and Death Realm, as the name suggests, nurtures the Qi of Life and Death within the body, condenses the Life and Death Dharma Aspect. From this view, Qingxuan King was not far from the true Life and Death Realm.

Crunch!

Kong Qianren, the Grand Elder of the Celestial Travel Sect, hurriedly opened the door, running inside with a look of delight on his face.

"Grand Elder, what's going on?"

Yan Nanxing stood beside Qingxuan King, asking casually. Besides the two, there were also several elders of the Celestial Travel Sect in the room. Though they were top figures in their sect, they seemed insignificant in the Holy City of the Central Divine Domain.

"Guess how many quotas our Celestial Travel Sect got to sit in?"

Without directly answering Yan Nanxing's question, Grand Elder Kong Qianren asked in return.

"How many?!"

Yan Nanxing raised his eyebrows and asked back. Qingxuan King also fixed his gaze on Grand Elder Kong Qianren, waiting for his answer. The number of quotas represented the strength of a sect's younger generation.

"As many as two hundred! Our Celestial Travel Sect has secured two hundred quotas!!"

Grand Elder Kong Qianren took a deep breath and then slowly announced.

As soon as Grand Elder Kong Qianren finished speaking, everyone in the room was stunned, staring blankly at him. Even Qingxuan King, who was a half-step Life and Death Realm King, stared at Kong Qianren in astonishment, waiting for him to speak again.

"Indeed it's two hundred. I saw the list in the Life and Death Tower with my own eyes, it's impossible to be wrong."

Grand Elder Kong Qianren nodded heavily, affirming with great confidence.

Hiss!

Everyone in the room, including Qingxuan King, gasped. Two hundred seats, even the renowned Flying Snow Sword Sect of the Eastern Hundred Domains had only fifty quotas. They had thought that just having seven or eight quotas would satisfy them, which is why they only brought few people.

"How is that possible?!"

Yan Nanxing still couldn't believe it. He knew the true strength of the Celestial Travel Sect. Although the Celestial Travel Sect dominated a domain, the Celestial Realm was too impoverished. The strongest was no more than a half-step Life and Death Realm King, Qingxuan King. Even strong ones in the Realm of Transcendence were few. In the whole Celestial Martial Continent, it was just a small place.

"Sect Leader, could it be Chu Ming..."

A seemingly thoughtful Inner Sect Elder hesitantly spoke out.

"Could the Chu Ming who ranks fifth on the Transcendence List be my junior brother?!"

With the elder's mention, Yan Nanxing suddenly thought of the name he saw on the Transcendence List a few days ago. He had always thought the Chu Ming on the list was just someone with the same name as his junior brother. Now it seemed it wasn't that simple.

"We'll know soon enough if it's him."

Qingxuan King, who had been silent, suddenly spoke in a soft tone.

Dong, dong, dong...

As soon as he finished speaking, a bell tolled throughout the Holy City, echoing so clearly that even ordinary people could hear it distinctly.

"The Battle for Kingship is about to start."

Qingxuan King said slowly, then led the group from the Celestial Travel Sect out of the tavern, flying towards the huge square in the sky. To enter the square, one must have a quota!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Not only were the Celestial Travel Sect members heading there, but many martial artists in the Holy City also flew towards the sky. Although most couldn't enter the square, flying halfway up would bring them closer to the golden list and make it easier to watch the confrontations of many talents.

Boom!

The space suddenly collapsed, and a young man in white stepped out from the void. The white light around him shone brilliantly, sending shivers through the myriad realms. The terrifying pressure caused the space to crack inch by inch, spreading for a long time.

"The Emperor of Creation is here!"

In the crowd, someone shouted, and everyone turned their gaze to the Emperor of Creation, looking as if they were seeing a deity, their eyes filled with reverence.

The Battle for Kingship is a grand event for humanity, typically drawing numerous Life and Death Realm Kings. The Emperor of Creation was just one of them.

Swish!

Step by step, the Emperor of Creation ascended to the top of the sky, as if he was walking on stairs, looking down on the crowd, then concealing himself in the space.

Boom!

Another Life and Death Realm King of a different race came flapping giant wings, almost covering the sky. The crowd only felt a momentary darkness, and when they opened their eyes again, everything around them had disappeared.

In a short time, four to fifty Life and Death Realm Kings arrived, including those who were enthroned as emperors, such as the Night Emperor, Emperor Ming, Sword God Emperor, and Evil Wind Emperor.

Boom!

The space rippled, and then a bright red light appeared in front of the crowd, like a crescent moon traversing various spaces. An elderly man in a blood-red robe stepped out from the space, his face indifferent.

He was the strongest ancestor of the Blood Cloud Palace—Blood Moon Emperor!

Boom!

"Blood Moon, since your disciple dares to disobey my order, you shall take a palm from me today!"

A domineering voice resembling rolling thunder echoed from the top of the sky, instantly silencing the entire Holy City.

Boom!

As soon as the voice fell, a giant palm stretched out from the sky, pressing towards the newly appeared Blood Moon Emperor. The horrifying momentum caused the space around Blood Moon Emperor to crack inch by inch. However, the power of the giant palm was well controlled, confining the destructive force to a small space and not affecting the Holy City or others.

"Humph! How dare you!"

Blood Moon Emperor's face twisted with rage, a flash of anger in his eyes. He raised both hands, and a blood-red crescent moon instantly filled the sky. The sinister color was terrifying, like a mountain crashing toward the giant palm in the sky.

Rumble!

In that moment, time and space shifted, space turned to void in a silent wind wave. From a distance, it looked as if a black devouring mouth appeared in the sky, covering the sun.

"So terrifying!"

The martial artists in the Holy City all saw this scene and were speechless for a long time. Even a Life and Death Realm King would perish in this turmoil.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A figure flew out of the giant tide at extreme speed, breaking several spaces before slowly stopping.

Blood Moon Emperor's face was pale and bloodless, his clothes tattered by the residual force of the giant palm. Staring at the top of the sky, a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.