Beiming Laifeng and Cheng Haomiao also looked at Li Yi cautiously and entered one after another. The young talents from the other three territories also entered one after another with solemn expressions.
Li Yi chuckled lightly. The feeling of standing at the top of the continent was indescribably wonderful. The position that he had never dared to dream of before was now laid out beneath his feet.
The treasured sword inlaid with gold and jade in his hand unfolded in the air. A wave of pressure rolled over and spread out along with his figure.
The young talents in front of him were all angry but did not dare to say anything. No one dared to stand in his way, so they all retreated to the sides. Li Yi laughed arrogantly and rushed into the Wind and Moon Restaurant.
The scene inside was completely different from what he had imagined. There was not a single ray of light shining in, and it was somewhat dark and narrow. It was even worse than a normal building.
This scene stunned him for a moment, but there were already more than a hundred people gathered inside. They all had shocked expressions on their faces and cursed in their hearts.
Suddenly, a ray of light descended from the sky and slowly bloomed in the air like a flower. Inside, seven majestic thrones appeared, shining brightly and slowly descending along with the white light.
Beiming Laifeng's expression changed as if he had thought of something. He said in shock, "These are the Garuda Thrones that are made entirely of Garuda Jade?"
Everyone was shocked. Looking at the seven thrones, an indescribable surge of emotions surged in their hearts. Garuda Jade was not an exceptionally precious material, but the Garuda Thrones of Crimson Moon City had a long history. It was unknown how many tens of thousands of years ago, but it had been owned by the seven great masters who first founded Crimson Moon City.
Back then, Crimson Moon City was not dominated by the current three families. There were already a total of one hundred families, and after a long period of evolution, it became the current situation. The system of seven people ruling Crimson Moon City continued until ten thousand years ago, when it was monopolized by one family. It was the current Ning family, one of the three great families, who directly abolished the system of seven people ruling Crimson Moon City and changed it to a City Lord system.
These seven Garuda Thrones became history. They were once the symbol of the highest authority in Crimson Moon City.
Ruan Zimao looked at everyone's shocked expressions and said with a smile, "A gathering of heroes to discuss Dao through martial arts. Strange objects are appreciated together, and doubts are discussed together. However, there is a difference in priority. The person who is able to sit on one of the seven thrones will be the master of today's martial competition.
The seven grand thrones slowly descended, forming a semicircle as they sat at the front of the throne. There were all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, rare birds and fierce beasts carved on them. They were like seven solemn martial artists standing there, narrating the glory of Crimson Moon City. No matter how much time passed, it would not topple or fall.
Everyone felt a sense of respect, and someone couldn't help but ask, "What's so special about it?"
Ruan Zimao gently smiled and said, "First of all, the top seven can drink my Scarlet Moon City's high-grade blood tea. I don't need to explain the benefits. Secondly, these seven Kyara Thrones are the peerless treasures of my Crimson Moon City. For tens of thousands of years, in order to strengthen Red Moon City, every Throne holder would imprint their strongest martial arts into the throne before they died, waiting for the fated one. Each throne has over a hundred peerless martial arts imprinted on it. "
"What?!"
Everyone's expression changed drastically. There were many peerless martial arts in the world that couldn't be recorded with ordinary jade scrolls. They had to be stored with extremely special materials, and this Kyara Jade was indeed a good material to store martial arts.
Cheng Haomiao couldn't help but say, "Brother Zimao, aren't you exaggerating? Each throne has over a hundred peerless martial arts imprinted on it. Doesn't that mean there are over a thousand here? With such a rare item, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it's the number one treasure in the world. "
"Hehe."
Ruan Zimao laughed a little helplessly, then sighed and said, "That's how it should be. Moreover, the past owners of the thrones also focused on comprehending all kinds of martial arts. Not only do they contain the key points of martial arts, but they also contain the martial arts comprehension of the past owners of Crimson Moon City. These seven thrones are definitely peerless treasures. Unfortunately … "
He said regretfully, "As more and more information was imprinted on the seven thrones, it eventually caused the records inside to corrode each other and become chaotic. By the time it was discovered, it was already a mess, full of useless information. Instead, it caused many powerhouses to go berserk while comprehending it. When it was finally confirmed that the seven thrones were completely destroyed, the City Lord of that generation cast a peerless technique and sealed them away. From then on, they were just symbols. "
Cheng Haomiao was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "So that's how it is. What a pity!"
Everyone felt a wave of regret. Such a treasure was destroyed just like that. They all felt an indescribable pain in their hearts. The martial arts and martial arts comprehension of the past owners of Crimson Moon City, what kind of wealth was that?
Ruan Zimao smiled and said, "But after that City Lord sealed the seven thrones, he couldn't help but imprint his prized martial arts into them, using a secret technique to write it on the seal. However, after so many years, there have been City Lords who wanted to comprehend it, but they could only sense the martial arts intent of that City Lord. As for the martial arts, there was no trace of it. Who knows, those who sit on the seven thrones today might have such a great opportunity. "
Beiming Laifeng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Haha, Brother Zimao painted a really big picture. The past City Lords couldn't comprehend it, so the probability is already zero. However, sitting on the thrones and drinking high-grade blood tea is already enough. There's also the martial arts intent of a peerless expert, so it's a great honor to be able to experience it. I wonder what conditions we have to fulfill to be able to sit on the thrones? "
"Simple!"
Ruan Zimao spat out these two words, his gaze sweeping across everyone, and he said with a smile, "Whoever sits first gets to sit!"
After saying that, he flew out, and before anyone could react, he had already taken a few steps and sat down on the first throne.
"Haha, interesting!"
A few loud laughs sounded, and then people could be seen flashing. Not willing to be left behind, everyone flew up, and for a moment, thousands of people crossed the single-log bridge, surging towards the upper seats.
Suddenly, everyone's body froze, and a few powerful forces appeared in the air, immediately freezing everyone's figures.
They saw Beiming Laifeng's body emitting a slight chill, floating in the air, just his aura alone was enough to make everyone tremble. With a smile on his face, he walked step by step towards the throne. The rest of the people opened their eyes wide, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Li Yi's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cold expression appeared on his face. His previous cultivation method came from Beiming Palace, and Little Eight had even given him the complete Mystic Ice Secrets. Now, he could also be considered a true disciple of Beiming Palace, but the time he spent cultivating the Mystic Ice Secrets was too short, and he wasn't as proficient as Beiming Laifeng.
"That's right, those who are capable can sit!"
Cheng Haomiao nodded. Under the pressure of Beiming Laifeng's aura, he didn't dare to be careless. A layer of faint yellow aura lingered above his body, and he stared at the cold aura as he moved forward.
Around the seven thrones, there seemed to be a formation on the Garuda Jade, and at the same time, it shone with a faint light, and connected together, isolating the cold aura outside. Ruan Zimao sat quietly, looking at the crowd with a smile.
"Brother Lai Feng, looks like you've been advancing to Emperor Wu for a long time."
Zhu Yuqi opened his mouth, and his tone was filled with envy and fear. He didn't move, but like a breeze, his body slowly moved forward in the air, his expression as calm as water.
Beiming Laifeng said, "Brother Yuqi's martial dao has always been about striking after the enemy's attack. Once you entered Emperor Wu, you already made me breathless. Now that there are heroes everywhere, and all kinds of monstrous geniuses are emerging, if I were to be ranked in the Northern Region's Four Prodigies again, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to get on the list."
"Hmph, bitches are so unreasonable!"
Cheng Haomiao scolded, and stepped into the thrones. The three of them arrived at almost the same time, and sat down together. They picked up the cups of blood tea in front of them and drank it. Although their movements were elegant, there was an impatient look on their faces. It could be seen that the blood tea's effects were so strong that it made people salivate.
Out of the seven seats, four were already filled. Most of the young people sighed in their hearts, knowing that they had no hope. The remaining three seats were not even enough for the Four Prodigies, Five Prodigies, and Seven Stars. There was also a strange monkey from the Southern Region, whose strength was frighteningly high.
After the three of them sat down, the emperor's pressure from Beiming Laifeng also dissipated.
Immediately, several beams of light rushed out from the crowd, and shot towards the last three seats. There were exactly six people, and they attacked in pairs, and actually started fighting in front of the thrones.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves had passed, and the originally dim space was lit up with a myriad of colors.
"Hmph!"
Li Yi snorted coldly, and his gaze swept around, locking onto the two weakest people. The sword in his hand swept through the air, and a wave of energy slammed down, directly separating the two people.
"Get lost, minions!"
Li Yi shouted, and instantly, his sword split into two, creating a diversion, directly breaking through the two people's energy defense, and sending them flying.
His attack immediately attracted the attention of the four people on the thrones, especially Beiming Laifeng, who frowned, as if he had sensed something.
"A swift sword, as easy as flipping a palm."
Li Yi laughed coldly, and his gaze swept across the crowd, and coldly said, "Who wants to fight with me for a seat?"
Everyone was shocked, and no one dared to step forward. The two injured powerhouses' faces also turned green, knowing that there was a huge difference in strength between them. Although they were unwilling, they did not dare to say anything.
"Thanks!"
Just as Li Yi was feeling proud of himself, two words suddenly came. Everyone saw a figure continuously moving in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it went around Li Yi, and sat on the throne.
The sudden appearance of this person shocked everyone.
When Li Yi heard that familiar voice, his body suddenly trembled, and when he saw that figure again, a surge of hot blood rushed into his brain, and he could not help but have the urge to draw his sword. The blood in his body instantly boiled, and his eyes were burning with anger.
A clear and loud poem came from that person's mouth, and it was indescribably free and easy, as if all the things that had happened since the ancient times were all in this laughter.
"Easy water drizzles, full of clothes. Buying wine with a thousand gold has always been a habit. Passing through the mortal world, the spirit is waning. Ten thousand years in the cup rejoice. Grasping wind and bright moon temple. Victory, must be joyful. Defeat, must be joyful. "
Under the clear and loud poem, that person directly sat on the throne without anyone noticing.
He raised the cup of tea in one gulp, and with a smile in his eyes, he lightly praised, "Good tea! It's still the original recipe, and still the familiar taste. "
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