Chapter 324: Chapter 322: Slay a Person, Receive Three Feet of Providence
Amid a brilliant golden radiance.
The Celestial Fate Daoist, accompanied by 1,110 Celestial Pride Saint Statues, soared into the heavens as if leading a mighty army.
Straight into the Cloud Battle Hall!
Atop the Coiling Dragon Jade Pillars of the Venerable List, Hundred Kings List, and Thousand Marquis List.
The massive, coiling dragons, with their majestic yet ferocious faces and overwhelming Dragon Aura, suddenly snapped open their eyes.
It was as if a hundred dragons were taking flight at once!
With a powerful flick of their enormous bodies, they swept all the experts from the Coiling Dragon Jade Pillars onto their backs. Emitting resounding, clear roars, they soared into the air, also heading for the Cloud Battle Hall.
They parted the layers of clouds and mist as if tearing a rift in the very sky.
The heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roars of several hundred long dragons shattered all the cloud formations within a ten-thousand-li radius.
Jiang Chen and the others sat upon the dragons’ bodies, spiraling through the air like Holy Dragon Knights.
High in the sky...
They finally saw the true face of the war hall situated atop Yun Dian!
It stretched out as far as the eye could see, with no end in sight!
The entire Celestial Pride War Hall was majestic and immense, entrenched in the clouds of the heavens like an ancient Divine City!
At the entrance to the Divine City.
Four guards, each ten thousand zhang tall and glittering with golden light, stood watch on either side like invincible War Gods.
A lifelike cyan True Dragon coiled around the body of the first War God Guard on the left. Its two Dragon Horns pierced the sky like sharp swords, and its massive eyes seemed capable of seeing through all of time and space. Within its gaping maw, it held a Dragon Pearl that shone like a Blazing Sun!
Beneath the second War God Guard on the left crouched a Black Tortoise, resembling a cross between a snake and a turtle.
On the shoulder of the first War God Guard on the right perched a crimson firebird, flapping its wings—the Divine Beast Vermilion Bird!
And beneath the final War God Guard sat a majestic and extraordinary Divine Beast White Tiger, looking like the king of all beasts!
The Cyan Dragon and White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise!
These four Divine Beasts, famed since ancient times, were a truly awe-inspiring sight!
Behind the four ten-thousand-zhang-tall guards was a grand gate formed by two stone pillars inscribed with totems of ten thousand beasts. A golden plaque floated in the air at the very center of the gate. On it were written four large, flourishing words: Celestial Pride War Hall!
Breathtaking!
Even someone as powerful as Jiang Chen was filled with nothing but awe at this moment!
ROAR—
As the long dragons charged through the gate, they vanished into thin air.
A wide path shimmering with seven-colored light appeared beneath the feet of Jiang Chen and the others. Someone noticed something unusual about it. "This road is made entirely of condensed Spiritual Qi!"
"The Celestial Pride War Hall is terrifyingly powerful..."
"A single day of cultivation here is equivalent to a hundred days in the outside world!"
Amid waves of gasps and exclamations.
Jiang Chen and the others arrived inside the Celestial Pride War Hall, where a massive Martial Arts Arena appeared before them!
The Martial Arts Arena was oval, shaped like a shattered giant egg.
Guided by an invisible force, the crowd involuntarily entered the Martial Arts Arena.
Everyone had their own designated seat!
The Ten Great Venerables sat at a height of a hundred zhang, lined up in ten great golden chairs!
Next, at a height of fifty zhang, were one hundred silver chairs lined up in a row!
Finally, right next to the ground, were a thousand jet-black chairs!
The Ten Great Venerables, the Hundred Kings, and the Thousand Marquis all took their respective seats.
Jiang Chen sat among them, a moon surrounded by stars.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The thousand-plus Celestial Pride Saint Statues descended from the sky, settling on all sides of the Martial Arts Arena. The Celestial Fate Daoist also slowly landed in the center of the arena. With a calm smile, he said, "Everyone, welcome to our Celestial Pride War Hall! Here, you will fight your final battles. Here, you may challenge anyone!"
He pointed to the earthy-yellow Dragons of Fortune above the heads of Jiang Chen and the others.
His calm voice once again stirred up a fanatical wave. "The Dragons of Fortune above your heads will determine what kind of inheritances or treasures you can obtain from this Celestial Fate Hunting. If you defeat an opponent, you will receive half of their fortune. The more fortune you accumulate, the more powerful and precious the treasures and inheritances you will receive! Everyone, don’t hold back. Let the battles begin!"
BOOM—
The Martial Arts Arena shook violently as the thousand-plus Celestial Pride Saint Statues simultaneously erupted with unparalleled holy light.
A Floating Battlefield coalesced in the center of the Martial Arts Arena.
The battlefield appeared to be merely a hundred meters in diameter, but its interior was a world of its own—no smaller than a commandery of the Saint Martial Dynasty, large enough for Union Palace Realm experts to fight to their hearts’ content!
"Hahaha, then let me be the first!" A flash of a blade shot out from the Thousand Marquis List. This person hailed from the Fiery Sun Sect of the Celestial Nine Dynasty.
He was skilled with the blade!
His gaze was cold as he swept it over the expert from the Yinluo Sect ranked 531st on the Thousand Marquis List. "Song Jin, come up and fight!"
"You think I’m afraid of you?"
Song Jin immediately rushed into the battlefield.
The two engaged in a fierce battle.
In the end, the expert from the Fiery Sun Sect won by a narrow margin. The Dragon of Fortune above his head grew thicker, and he smiled. "Thank you for the match!"
"Damn it..."
With a sullen expression, Song Jin retreated.
Then, another expert took the stage...
Experts continuously ascended the battlefield. Some fights were just sparring matches, others were battles to the death, and some even ended with both combatants grievously injured...
The battles grew more and more intense!
The contests on the Thousand Marquis List gradually subsided, but the struggles on the Hundred Kings List became increasingly fierce.
Several of Jiang Chen’s friends, such as White Tiger, Yuwen Xunyi, Bai Ling, and Lin Feifei, all took to the battlefield. They chose their opponents conservatively and managed to secure victories in all their matches!
After receiving the "Tornado Demon Blade" technique from Jiang Chen, White Tiger’s combat power had soared, and he had charged up to 15th place on the Hundred Kings List.
Now, he had climbed another level, reaching 11th place on the Hundred Kings List. His Dragon of Fortune was a full five zhang long!
With a smile on his face, he looked at Jiang Chen. "Alliance Leader, I haven’t let down your guidance!"
Jiang Chen laughed. "Go back and rest for a bit. Try to climb even higher!"
"Yes!"
White Tiger nodded and returned to his seat.
Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of Lan Haichen, who was seated nearby. He glanced toward the person ranked seventh on the Hundred Kings List.
This person was from the Saint Martial Sword Sect. He was Feng Qingyang, ranked fifth in the Inner Sect and one of the elders of the Celestial Alliance.
Lan Haichen said coolly, "Qingyang, as a senior brother of the Sword Sect, how can you not offer some guidance to your juniors?"
"Rest assured, Senior Brother Lan. I’ll go offer some guidance right away!"
A sinister smile on his face, Feng Qingyang slowly rose and pointed at White Tiger. "White Tiger, do you dare to come up and fight me?"
"Hmm?"
White Tiger’s expression changed slightly. How could he not see that this was the Celestial Alliance’s attempt to suppress the experts of the Heaven-Soaring Alliance? He snorted coldly and said, "Since Brother Feng wishes to fight me, why would I, White Tiger, not dare?"
On the Floating Battlefield.
The two clashed with flashes of blades and swords. Their battle was world-shaking and heaven-toppling, and utterly brutal.
White Tiger and Feng Qingyang’s cultivation levels were about the same.
However, he was missing an arm. Feng Qingyang seized an opening and struck him with a palm, gravely injuring him. He coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.
White Tiger’s face was grim. He was filled with unwillingness but was helpless. He gave a bitter smile. "I’ve lost!"
"Lost? Hehe, I never gave you permission to surrender!"
Feng Qingyang let out a malevolent laugh.
He suddenly attacked...
BOOM!
A finger jabbed toward White Tiger’s lower abdomen.
"You dare?"
White Tiger’s face fell. He tried to dodge, but it was too late. Feng Qingyang’s finger strike shattered his Dantian.
White Tiger trembled violently, his face a mask of despair. "You... you... you actually destroyed my cultivation?"
Feng Qingyang sneered, "This is the price for opposing my Celestial Alliance!"
"Feng Qingyang, you’re courting death!"
Jiang Chen flew into a rage and roared.
His roar was like a clap of thunder, shaking heaven and earth!
The force of the roar alone made Feng Qingyang cough up blood, his face turning deathly pale.
But Lan Haichen, who was beside him, intervened at that moment to block Jiang Chen. He wore a faint smile. "Junior Brother Jiang Chen, you’re breaking the rules by doing this!"
"Lan Haichen, did you put him up to this?" Jiang Chen glared at Lan Haichen.
Lan Haichen shrugged, a smug look on his face. "So what if I did?"
"Fine!"
Jiang Chen nodded heavily, his gaze as cold as ice. He retrieved White Tiger from the Floating Battlefield and helped stabilize his injuries. His freezing glare swept toward Lan Haichen. "Lan Haichen, you were unjust first, so don’t blame me, Jiang Chen, for being ruthless."
Lan Haichen said fearlessly, "You’re an expert on the Venerable List. You can’t challenge anyone from the Hundred Kings or Thousand Marquis lists. What can your pathetic little Heaven-Soaring Alliance with its handful of people do to me?"
"You’ll find out..."
Jiang Chen sneered, then stood up. He scanned all the experts on the Hundred Kings and Thousand Marquis lists and announced coolly, "Everyone, from this moment on, it doesn’t matter who you are. Anyone who challenges a member of the Celestial Alliance and kills them, I will give you a three-chi Dragon of Fortune!"
BOOM—
As soon as he said this, the entire Celestial Pride War Hall erupted!
A three-chi Dragon of Fortune.
For the top ten on the Hundred Kings List or the experts on the Venerable List, this might not be much!
But for the other experts on the Hundred Kings and Thousand Marquis lists, this was an immense temptation. Kill one member of the Celestial Alliance and get three chi. Kill ten, and that’s a full three zhang! It could very well be enough to raise one’s ranking significantly and obtain inheritances and treasures of a much higher tier!
In an instant, countless experts turned fiery gazes upon the Celestial Alliance members around them.
Their eyes were filled with fervent battle intent, and a thick sense of pity.
The smug look on Lan Haichen’s face vanished completely. His mouth twitched, and his expression turned incredibly ugly...
[Second update is here! Little Tian will continue with the third...]
