Ye Chen wasn't sure how many Martial Emperors there were from the various races, but he could guess it just by looking at the sea of people in the arena.
The funnel-shaped arena was clearly divided into several factions. There were the Demons, the Evil Spirit Race, the Yaksha Race, the Greenmen Race, and the other races from the Demons' alliance. There were also the Human Race, the Giant Race, the Barbarian Race, and the other races from the Human Race's alliance. Other than them, there were some neutral races that hadn't expressed their stance yet, such as the Spirit Race, the Tail Race, and the Specter Race.
"Ye Chen, you're already here!"
Suddenly, the golden-robed Emperor's voice came from not far away.
The current golden-robed Emperor's aura was stronger than before, and his eyes were filled with confidence. It was obvious that he had improved a lot in the past three hundred and sixty years.
"I've just arrived." There were many seats beside Ye Chen, and he extended a hand to invite the golden-robed Emperor over.
Sitting beside Ye Chen, the golden-robed Emperor smiled. "I originally planned to gather five hundred years later, but I didn't expect it to be brought forward by 140 years. How lively! Almost all the Martial Emperors and quasi-martial Sovereigns from the various races are here!"
"It is indeed lively."
Ye Chen nodded. More and more people gathered in the spectator stands, and judging from the speed at which the hourglass was flowing, it would probably take three days for the sand to flow out.
The next day, Yan Qingxuan arrived.
The third day, Ah-Jiu and Leng Feifan arrived.
Soon, it was the morning of the fourth day.
In the sky above the arena, the last trace of sand had flowed out of the hourglass. As the sand flowed out, a spring appeared out of nowhere. The spring water was pink and translucent, as if it was carved from a pink diamond. Seeing this pink spring water, everyone's eyes turned red. Just like the records, the Asura Spring water was pink. A single drop of Asura Spring water could save them a hundred years of hard work, so how many drops of spring water was there?
Other than the Asura Spring water, a stone tablet appeared in the sky, and the rules were written on it. "You can forfeit three times."
"Forfeit three times? Interesting. "
Ye Chen fell into deep thought.
The golden-robed Emperor smiled. "Looks like we'll have to stay in this arena for a year and a half."
Dong!
The war drums that had not sounded for countless years rang out, and the atmosphere in the Wrestling Arena instantly changed. The fiery atmosphere was filled with hot-bloodedness and bloodlust. At this moment, the majority of people only had victory in their eyes.
"It's about to start."
Murong Qingcheng was also affected by the atmosphere. Her palms were sweaty, and a faint fragrance wafted from her sweat.
Swish swish swish swish …
A total of 18 red pillars of light shot towards the spectator stands. The Emperor, who was enveloped by the red pillars of light, appeared in the Arena at almost the same time. At this moment, the Arena had been divided into nine sections, and nine battles could be held.
"Kill!"
The nine matches began simultaneously.
After half a cup of tea's time, out of the eighteen people, only six were still alive. The other twelve had either been killed or had taken each other down with them. The bitter battle situation woke many people from their stupor. The Asura Spring Water was good, but one had to be alive to enjoy it. The sound of the war drums was too strange, it could actually affect their minds.
"I forfeit!"
The second round of battles began, and two people forfeited. Sensing their voices, the red pillar of light teleported them back to the spectator stands. As for their opponents who won without a fight, they could directly obtain a drop of Asura Spring Water.
In the fifth round, Ye Chen's heart tightened. This time, there was Murong Qingcheng. Fortunately, her opponent was not too powerful, only at mid eighth layer Life and Death realm.
Without any surprise or danger, Murong Qingcheng obtained victory. As for her opponent being a human, she also managed to preserve her life. Of course, one could forfeit three times, but as long as one didn't forfeit, the loser would be directly expelled from the Asura World.
"Is this the Asura Spring Water?"
Sizing up that pink diamond-like drop of Asura Spring Water in Murong Qingcheng's palm, Ye Chen released his soul power, wanting to analyze it. However, no matter how profound his soul power was, he couldn't analyze the mysteries of the Asura Spring Water, because all of its essence had been sealed. Moreover, the Asura Spring Water had been contaminated with Murong Qingcheng's life aura, making it impossible to transfer. Only Murong Qingcheng could use it.
"Let's take it first." Ye Chen said.
"Alright!"
With a wave of her hand, Murong Qingcheng melted the Asura Spring Water and entered her body.
A red light flickered, and without any reason, Murong Qingcheng's aura rose by a notch. Her foundation became more stable, and some useless demonic power impurities were directly evaporated. The impurities in her soul were also erased.
"Indeed worthy of being called Asura Spring Water."
Seeing Murong Qingcheng's transformation, Ye Chen sighed inwardly. Although one drop of Asura Spring Water did not seem to have a heaven-defying effect, it still saved one hundred years of bitter cultivation. Of course, this was the case for ordinary people. For Murong Qingcheng, with Rose Supreme's inheritance, twenty to thirty years of cultivation could have such an effect. For Ye Chen, it might only take ten years.
Unknowingly, three months passed.
The spectator stands had become much sparser. Some were directly killed, some were half-dead, and some were expelled from the Asura World. Some of the better ones had forfeited three times.
In these three months, the number of people in the spectator stands had decreased to only one percent of the original number. Of course, the number was still not small.
During this period, Ye Chen participated in ten matches and won ten of them, obtaining ten drops of Asura Spring Water in total.
Ten drops of Asura Spring Water had strengthened Ye Chen's foundation to an unimaginable level. His cultivation base had reached the peak of peak eighth layer Life and Death Realm, and he could become a Sovereign at any time. Of course, becoming a Sovereign not only required a solid foundation, but also a kind of heavenly dao comprehension. Otherwise, even if he could break through to the Sovereign realm, he would be struck to death by the universe's heavenly tribulation.
Wanting to become a Sovereign was not that easy. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many old fogies stuck at this threshold.
Murong Qingcheng's improvement was even greater than Ye Chen's. She had obtained a total of twelve drops of Asura Spring Water, and her foundation had undergone an earth-shaking transformation. She no longer had any hidden dangers, and her current cultivation base had also reached late eighth layer Life and Death Realm, only a step away from the peak. As long as her luck was not bad, reaching peak eighth layer Life and Death Realm was just a matter of time.
Buzz!
A beam of red light shrouded Ye Chen, and in the next moment, Ye Chen appeared at the center of the arena.
His opponent was a blood-haired old man, a Quasi-Sovereign of the Yaksha race.
"Junior, you're dead for sure now that you've fallen into this old man's hands."
Seeing that Ye Chen did not give up, a sinister expression flickered on the blood-haired old man's face. He knew of Ye Chen's identity, and he was very happy to kill such a genius. Perhaps, the higher-ups of the Yaksha race would even reward him with some life-extending treasures.
"This Ye Chen is out of luck. Blood Bone is not an ordinary Quasi-Sovereign."
Blood Bone Old Man had been famous for a long time, and he was almost ninety thousand years old this year. Ordinary Quasi-Sovereigns were not his opponent at all. If not for the fact that he had been in seclusion for the past few years, he would definitely have a place on the Quasi-Sovereign List. Of course, the other King level experts still did not know that Ye Chen had the title of Sword Emperor. Otherwise, they would not have said such words.
"Die, Blood Bone Divine Palm!"
Blood Bone Old Man's palm struck at Ye Chen, layer upon layer of palm prints resembling a sea of blood.
"You're the one who's going to die."
Ye Chen pulled out his sword and slightly shook it. Immediately, the space-time in front of him was sliced into millions of pieces, and Blood Bone Old Man's body seemed to have fallen apart, turning into countless blood-colored cubes.
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