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One day, two days, three days …
Chu Chen, who was in the Selfless Realm, could not feel the passage of time at all. Finally, on the afternoon of the third day, all the miraculous signs finally merged into one, turning into a dazzling five-colored ball of light and entering the huge Green Demon Medicine Furnace again.
Boom!
With an earth-shattering bang, a dazzling five-colored brilliance shot up into the sky.
Chu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, shook his body and broke out of the Selfless Realm. He laughed and said, "Hahaha, I spent so much effort, how can I let you escape!"
In the next moment, he stretched out his finger, and a huge net of spiritual energy surged out, covering the sky and covering the earth. In an instant, it enveloped the five-colored ball of light in the void. With a fierce pull, it was sucked into a porcelain bottle that had been prepared beforehand, and four perfectly round and beautiful elixirs appeared.
Elder Lingxin's body shook suddenly, and an unconcealable look of shock appeared on her face again!
"That's … that's the legendary Ancient Spiritual Elixir …"
Before she finished speaking, Senior Sister Qingyue, who was next to her, also shook violently, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a look of disbelief!
The light emitted by the elixirs lit up the entire Medicine Refining Hall. Elder Lingxin and Qingyue both fell into a kind of illusion, and their expressions gradually became blurred.
However, Chu Chen's reaction was completely different from the two beautiful pharmacists. He had painstakingly refined these Ancient Spiritual Elixirs, and all he wanted to do was to eat them!
The day of the Biquan Xianzong year that everyone had been waiting for had finally arrived. Many people had been waiting for this day for too long.
The square at the mountainside of Biquan Xianzong was already filled with the disciples of the various sects. Lights and shadows flashed in the void, and streams of spiritual energy gushed out majestically, constantly condensing in the void, forming a huge arena that was hundreds of feet wide, floating in the void. It was as majestic as a prison, vast and unpredictable.
The destructive power of a battle between cultivators was shocking, and it was not something that mortals could imagine. Therefore, it was impossible for them to painstakingly move boulders from other places to build the arena like in the secular world.
The rings of cultivators were created by the great masters of the sects. They floated in the air and seemed to be on the verge of collapsing. However, they were actually impregnable and wouldn't break no matter how much the disciples attacked them. Moreover, even if it was shattered by some outstanding disciple, it could be repaired with spiritual energy at any time, which was extremely convenient.
Seeing the huge arena appear out of thin air, many disciples could not help but exclaim in admiration. They were greatly shocked by this mysterious and unfathomable method of the Immortals.
When figures appeared in the air above the ring, everyone held their breaths. It was held once a year, and it was a grand occasion for the sect. Therefore, the sect's sect leader, vice sect leader, and grand elder, who were rarely seen, would all come to observe.
This scene also caused the hearts of many disciples to be incomparably excited. Every one of them was looking forward to displaying their skills. If they could obtain the side-eye of one of the high and mighty people and be accepted as a personal disciple, then they would be able to ascend to the heavens in a single bound!
After everyone appeared, spiritual energy surged in the air and condensed into huge thrones that towered in the air. Everyone took their seats. Biquan Xianzong's sect leader, who was in the middle, nodded slightly. An old man with white hair and a youthful complexion stepped out from the crowd and nodded. "Begin! The first match, Outer Disciple Yao Jinghai against Outer Disciple Chu Chen, a battle of life and death! "
Without any superfluous words, the battle officially began. The voice of the competition elder resounded through the entire Biquan Xianzong, causing an uproar.
Although the annual competition was intense, it was still a battle between fellow disciples. Everyone would stop when the victor was determined, and that was it.
A battle that directly disregarded life and death like this was extremely rare. Only when there was an irreconcilable enmity between two people and the agreement of the sect's higher-ups would a battle of life and death be carried out.
This kind of battle of life and death was the most dangerous, bloodiest, and most hearty battle. This was the final place to resolve all grudges. In a battle of life and death, no matter which side fell, their family and friends were not allowed to take revenge on the other side. This was an unwritten rule between the sects.
"Where are the two disciples?" After the competition elder finished speaking, he glared at them and instantly let out a violent roar. "Why aren't you coming up!!"
"Disciple is here!"
A clear and melodious roar soared into the sky. In the north of Biquan Xianzong, where the "Purple Sea" was, a bright purple-red brilliance soared into the sky. It was like a bright purple-red meteor streaking across the sky. With a loud crash, it heavily bombarded the arena!
Bang!
Accompanied by a dull explosion, the bright purple meteor revealed a handsome man. It was Yao Jinghai.
He wore a purple-gold silk robe and a golden feather crown on his head. As he slowly walked out, beams of purple-red light quickly gathered around him. It vaguely transformed into a bright purple star that floated behind him. It looked extremely mystical.
He bowed slightly to the audience in the stands. His bearing was indescribably free and unrestrained. Although he was bowing, it gave people a feeling of incomparable respect and nobility. It was as if he was a high and mighty emperor, piously bowing to his teacher. The noble aura that seeped out from his bones made people involuntarily feel a trace of admiration.
"The North Star Star rises, the sign of an emperor!"
When the elders in the stands saw this scene, they couldn't help but nod. Their eyes revealed a trace of amazement.
According to legend, Yao Jinghai was born in a declining dynasty in the secular world. He was the crown prince of that dynasty.
However, he was born at the wrong time. Not long after he was born, the dynasty fell apart, destroyed by internal and external troubles. Extremely loyal old officials traveled tens of thousands of miles and traveled for several months to send him to Biquan Xianzong, where he became an immortal cultivator.
This declining prince was burdened with the hatred of his country and family. His talent was limited. In an ancient ruin, he unintentionally comprehended an ancient imperial dao technique passed down in his family. It was called the Purple Emperor's North Star Art. From then on, his cultivation soared a thousand miles a day and he shone brilliantly in the sect.
It was because of this that Yao Jinghai's trusted subordinates didn't call him "Senior Brother". Instead, they called him "Your Highness". It was to remind him of the hatred of his country and family and to not forget the shame.
The North Star Star was also known as the North Star Star. It was the emperor of all the constellations in the heavens.
The Purple Emperor's North Star Art was derived from this meaning. It could allow a cultivator to nurture the aura of an emperor. In addition, Yao Jinghai himself was of noble birth. As a prince, he had the blessing of the imperial family. Thus, when he cultivated this art, it was twice the result with half the effort. He was always valued by the upper echelons of the sect.
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