In the Divine Prison, the three Divine Kingdoms were arranged in a triangular formation. Chu Mu came to one of the three Divine Kingdoms, the Divine Star Kingdom. From here, he could see the outline of the Divine Star Kingdom from afar.
"Human Race sword cultivator friend, join us. As long as there are enough people, we will kill our way into the Divine Kingdom and kill Divine Race Half-step Great Sovereigns to earn more points." Someone invited Chu Mu. Chu Mu saw that it was a Bin Race Half-step Great Sovereign. They seemed to have formed a team with more than a dozen people from different races.
"No need." Chu Mu rejected.
The dozen people were all Half-step Great Sovereigns. The weak ones were low-level Half-step Great Sovereigns while the strong ones were high-level Half-step Great Sovereigns. None of them were peak Half-step Great Sovereigns. Perhaps they were not weak when they joined forces, but even if there were more of them, they would most likely die in the Divine Kingdom. Chu Mu felt that although it was important to kill Divine Race Half-step Great Sovereigns to earn points, it was not a good idea to use this method.
Staying alive was more important than earning points.
After Chu Mu rejected those people, he wandered around the periphery of the Divine Star Kingdom, looking for Half-step Great Sovereigns to kill.
Many people did the same thing as Chu Mu. However, the Half-step Great Sovereigns of the Divine Race were very strong. They were not easy to kill. If they could not kill them, they would be in danger.
Fortunately, those who participated in the elimination competition were protected by a piece of jade. As long as they broke the jade, they would be teleported out of the Divine Prison. In this way, they would be able to keep their lives but lose the qualification to enter the Grand Competition. Even if they were in the top hundred, their ranking would disappear.
"This is mine. Get lost." A Vajra Race Half-step Great Sovereign glared at Chu Mu. His overbearing aura swept out like a storm. Chu Mu knew that this person had surpassed the peak Half-step Great Sovereign Realm and had reached the level of an invincible Half-step Great Sovereign.
Chu Mu was not a match for such strength. He did not say anything and retreated.
He was sure that this half-step Great Monarch expert from the Vajra Race would be ranked in the top one hundred.
Half-step Great Emperors of the Divine Race were not pushovers. Especially the Half-step Great Emperors of the Divine Race of the three royal races. They were much stronger than ordinary Divine Race Half-step Great Emperors. Hunting them would put one in great danger.
As an Extreme Holy Master, Chu Mu possessed the power of a pinnacle Half-Step Great Emperor. The perfection of the All-heaven Sword Way made his attacks even stronger. The perfection of the All-heaven Sword Moves made Sword One even more unpredictable.
The Sword One Sword was performed over and over again. Each time, the angle and trajectory of the sword were completely different. This move contained many changes and could be regarded as a sword technique.
On the list, Chu Mu's ranking slowly rose.
Ninety-seven … Ninety-six … Ninety-five …
He rose all the way to the 89th rank.
The opening of the Divine Prison had a time limit of one month. In other words, they only had one month to kill Divine Race Half-step Great Emperors. After one month, everyone would have to leave the Divine Prison no matter what.
Time flew by. Chu Mu's ranking dropped from the 89th rank to the 94th rank. This was because a few names suddenly appeared in the 80th rank, pushing down the rankings behind them.
As long as the time was not up, there was still hope.
Divine Race Half-step Great Emperors kept dying. There were also geniuses from various races who used their life-saving methods to leave the Divine Prison and be eliminated.
Soon, one month had passed.
Chu Mu's final ranking was the 85th rank, which was below the top one hundred. However, it was no small matter to be able to stand out from more than one hundred thousand people and enter the top one hundred.
Everyone who entered the Divine Prison had left the Divine Prison. This made the Divine Race in the Divine Prison furious. However, there was nothing they could do. Many half-step Great Emperors were so angry that they vomited blood.
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"Congratulations to all of you for entering the real Alliance Grand Competition." A majestic voice rang out. It was simple and profound, like the sound of the Great Dao. Everyone was shocked as if they had comprehended something. However, they could not grasp it.
This was a palace in the chaotic void. The top one hundred geniuses were gathered here. Demigod Sovereigns from various races were sitting around. Each of them was huge and shrouded in mist. They looked mysterious.
"You have one day to rest. Tomorrow, you will enter the real Alliance Grand Competition. Your final ranking will affect your final rewards." The majestic voice rang out again. In the next moment, all the Demigod Sovereigns disappeared.
"I didn't expect you to enter the Large Competition as well. You better not meet me." Ding Yan walked in front of Chu Mu and stared at him as he spoke coldly. At the bottom of his eyes, there was an indistinct killing intent.
Of course, he didn't dare to kill Chu Mu, at least not in such an environment. However, once they met, he would probably be heavy-handed. One had to know that in the past few years, he had been keeping an eye on Chu Mu and Xue Yinling. However, he had never found a suitable opportunity and was already holding back his anger.
"I am looking forward to it." Chu Mu smiled. After a few years, Ding Yan must have become stronger. However, Chu Mu was confident that he would not lose to him.
Ding Yan stared at Chu Mu coldly for a long time. Then, he turned around and left.
Xue Yinling walked to Chu Mu's side. After a few years, Xue Yinling had grown very well. Not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of her body. Now, she looked like a 15 or 16-year-old girl. Her skin was as clear as crystal, making her look like a delicate doll.
Chu Mu's final ranking was 85. Xue Yinling's final ranking was 63.
The ranking of the top one hundred geniuses did not mean anything. As long as they were in the top one hundred, they could enter the real Alliance Grand Competition. As for the ranking after the competition, it depended on their individual strength.
Even after resting for a day, Chu Mu did not stop. He recalled every battle in the Prison of God. He found the shortcomings and improved them until there was nothing left to improve.
Soon, a day passed. The top one hundred geniuses of various clans who had entered the Alliance Grand Competition left the palace and entered the Alliance Grand Competition.
This was a small world that had been jointly opened by the experts of various clans. It was very strange. It was transparent. People outside the small world could see everything inside at a glance.
Moreover, this small world had a strange rule. If one was killed in the small world, it would not be considered a real death. Apart from experiencing death, there would not be any other losses.
There was no doubt that such a battle was a real battle. One would not have to worry about killing one's opponent and not be able to exert their full strength.
The small world did not look very big. Around the small world, there were many giants of various clans. Their huge divine thrones set off their huge bodies. Their eyes were all fixed on the small world, on the geniuses of various clans who had already entered.
As soon as Chu Mu entered the small world, he immediately had a strange feeling. It was as if everything had become so clear. His mind was clear, his thoughts were clear and sharp. He could also clearly feel the fluctuations of the power of the Dharma and the aura of the Great Dao.
In other words, the more time one spent in this small world, the more enlightenment one would gain. Perhaps, all the things that were difficult to comprehend in ordinary times could be enlightened here, and the things that one had already comprehended in the past could be strengthened here.
In short, this was a holy place for cultivation.
Chu Mu tried to circulate the Truth Seeking Technique and realized that the circulation speed of the Truth Seeking Technique had also been increased. It was much faster than usual. If he cultivated here for a long time, his cultivation level would increase even faster.
Since Chu Mu had realized this, the others naturally also realized this. No one wasted any time. They seized every minute and second to circulate their cultivation techniques or comprehend them.
"Only the top ten finishers of the Alliance Tournament will be able to obtain rewards." In the small world, a cold voice rang out and entered everyone's ears. "The first round of the Alliance Tournament is about to begin. All geniuses, please prepare yourselves."
The first round of the Alliance Tournament was about to begin. Everyone could not help but feel excited.
The centennial Alliance Tournament of the Alliance Tournament was a tournament that included the younger generation of the entire Origin Realm. However, only a hundred people could participate. Regardless of the final ranking of these hundred people, their names would spread throughout the Origin Realm and become widely known.
Of course, if one could get into the top ten, their reputation would be even more resounding. Needless to say, the first place winner would be even more famous.
When the first round of the Alliance Tournament began, opponents would be randomly selected. Two people would fight, and the winner would advance while the loser would be eliminated. It was very direct and very cruel.
The first round of the Alliance Tournament was between the Vajra Clan and the Beastman Clan. Coincidentally, both of them were Peak Half-step Great Emperors.
"Come on, I'm going to tear you apart." The Beastman Clan was from the Werewolf Clan. Their claws were sharp.
"Watch me smash you into pieces." The Vajra Clan's strength was unparalleled and very domineering.
Both of them said a sentence respectively. It was like an opening speech. Immediately after, they attacked.
The Vajra Clan's member threw a punch. The violent fist aura shattered the sky and blasted forward. Then, both of his fists continued to bombard. It was as if he had eaten Dazzle and could not stop at all. Every punch was so violent and powerful that it formed a terrifying fist aura storm. It could destroy all the targets in front of it and turn them into dust.
In a flash, the Werewolf Clan's member turned into an afterimage. He escaped from the violent and endless fist aura and appeared behind the Vajra Clan's member. He raised his sharp claws and instantly tore through the air, tearing it apart.
There was almost no probing. Or rather, this level of attack was a kind of probing. Its power was shocking and it was a life-and-death battle.
Of the two people, only one could survive. The other would definitely die. The one who survived would be victorious and advance to the next round. The one who died would fail. According to the crowd's opinion, he should be eliminated.
Most of the others widened their eyes and watched the battle between the two.
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