Three days later!
The stars moved, and the world changed. The chaotic field of seats rose up once again. Various great masters gathered from all directions, all standing in the starry sky.
"The four strongest, please step forward and draw your lots." The chaotic field rumbled. This also meant that the battle for the top four was about to begin.
Shen Tu, the Yellow Springs priest, Ye Xuan, and the Myriad Poison Ancestor were the four strongest. Whoever could marry the Empyrean Fairy would stand out from the four of them.
However, in the eyes of the various great masters, the final two rounds were already without any suspense, as the Myriad Poison Ancestor was a Quasi-Saint. It was impossible for so-called peak Grand Immortal Realm cultivators to be his opponent.
Quasi-Saints!
These two simple words represented a completely different level of existence. They were not something peak Grand Immortal Realm cultivators could stop. This was also an unchanging, iron-clad law. No one had ever been able to change it.
At the beginning of the world and the birth of all living things, Quasi-Saints were supreme. It was not impossible for someone to defeat a Quasi-Saint, but it definitely would not manifest through cultivation.
Sect Leader Tongtian's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, the Twelve Heavenly Fiends Formation of the Shaman Tribe, the Primordial Cosmic Constellation Formation of the Chan Sect, and some legendary Primordial Ultimate Treasures could all kill Sage-to-be at the Zenith Heaven Realm.
However, without any exception, whether it be killing formations or natural supreme treasures, most of these items belonged to Saints. As a result, defeating a Quasi-Saint was extremely difficult.
Of course, there were differences among Quasi-Saints as well. The Myriad Poison Ancestor had only just become a Quasi-Saint. Whether it be his heritage or cultivation, he was the weakest existence among Quasi-Saints. However, Quasi-Saints were Quasi-Saints after all. They could not be compared to immortals.
In the eyes of the various great masters, the final victor of this gathering could only be the Myriad Poison Ancestor. The other three would only serve as a foil. There would be no exceptions.
Of course, there were also great masters who secretly paid attention to Ye Xuan. They all guessed that the sword on Ye Xuan's back was the Immortal Ending sword, as everyone knew that the Tongtian had played an extremely important role in Ye Xuan's ascension to the position of Celestial Emperor. Moreover, he had even bestowed the Immortal Ending sword to Ye Xuan as Ye Xuan's protector.
If Ye Xuan had the Immortal Exterminating Sword Array, the remaining two rounds of battle would be filled with suspense.
In the Primal Chaos Hall, the four of them began to draw lots. The Myriad Poison Ancestor was completely unperturbed. He was the first to draw his lot. When he drew his lot, it was a 'one', which meant his opponent was a 'four'.
Ye Xuan was silent. He drew his lot calmly. As he unfurled the lot in his hand, it turned out to be three. This also happened to allow him to avoid a battle with the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
As the two of them drew their lots, the Yellow Spring daoist and Shen Tu's faces became ugly. Clearly, one of them would be chosen for the battle against the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
When the two of them drew their lots, Shen Tu's face immediately paled, and his eyes were filled with extreme reluctance. When he slowly revealed his lot, it was the number 'four'. His opponent was the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
Clang!
The sound of a bell echoed through the stars. Ye Xuan and the Yellow Spring daoist left the Primal Chaos Hall. Clearly, the first battle would be between Shen Tu and the Myriad Demon Ancestor, which attracted the attention of all the great abilities.
Shen Tu was one of the Five Emperors of the underworld. He was definitely not weak, and he even possessed the Book of Life and Death right now. Although he was facing a quasi-Saint, he was not completely powerless.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor's black clothes fluttered in the wind. He was extremely handsome, like a scholar from the school of Confucianism. If he were a mortal, no one would believe that he was a quasi-Saint, let alone a quasi-Saint of the evil path.
All eyes were fixed on the battle. Everyone froze.
Not only were the great abilities watching the battle, but even Ye Xuan and the Yellow Spring daoist watched with rapt attention. Clearly, they wanted to see just how terrifying a quasi-Saint's abilities were.
In the centre of the Primal Chaos Hall.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor stood with one hand behind his back. He did not give off any aura at all. However, his gaze towards Shen Tu was completely indifferent, like he was looking at an ant.
"You may leave," the Myriad Poison Ancestor said softly.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor said softly, as if he was talking about something very casual. However, when Shen Tu heard it, the expression of the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld changed.
"Myriad Poison Ancestor, you may be a quasi-Saint, but I, Shen Tu, am also one of the Five Emperors of the underworld. If you can form a good relationship with me today, I will definitely not forget today's kindness when I become a quasi-Saint in the future. My lineage of the underworld will definitely treat you as a close friend."
Shen Tu lowered himself to an extremely low level, even bringing up the underworld in hopes that the Myriad Poison Ancestor would withdraw from the battle.
With Shen Tu's words, all the great abilities secretly nodded. They looked at Shen Tu in amazement.
Clearly, Shen Tu was very smart. He knew that even with the Book of Life and Death, he was not the Myriad Poison Ancestor's opponent. However, as the Ghost Emperor of the underworld, he could use the influence of the underworld to pressure the Myriad Poison Ancestor, giving him a lot of face. This also demonstrated Shen Tu's intelligence.
Unfortunately, the Myriad Poison Ancestor was unfazed. He only looked at Shen Tu with a cold smile and said indifferently, "Are you trying to use the underworld to pressure me?"
"I wouldn't dare! This emperor only wants to form a good relationship with fellow Myriad Poison. "
Shen Tu's face changed slightly, and he bowed in a hurry. After all, he was facing a quasi-Saint. He was deeply afraid of angering him and suffering a calamity.
"It's very difficult to say whether a mere Ghost Emperor can become a quasi-Saint. Do you think you have the right to form a good relationship with me with your current cultivation?" The Myriad Poison Ancestor sneered. He was extremely disdainful.
The realm of quasi-Saint was not just empty talk. Across the three worlds, who knew how many peak Grand Immortal Immortals were shackled there, unable to become a quasi-Saint at all.
Although Shen Tu was one of the Five Emperors of the underworld, it was still extremely difficult for him to become a quasi-Saint. Why would the Myriad Poison Ancestor take him seriously?
And, the Myriad Poison Ancestor was extremely confident that even if he killed Shen Tu, no quasi-Saint would stand up for him, as the karma that resulted from the grievances between quasi-Saints was far too terrifying. This was a foolish action that would only bring about harm and no benefits.
In the centre of the chaotic square.
Shen Tu looked at the scornful smile on the Myriad Poison Ancestor's face, and his expression became uglier and uglier. His eyes even swivelled slightly. He had no idea whether he should retreat or fight the Myriad Poison Ancestor with the Book of Life and Death.
Actually, Shen Tu's participation in this gathering this time seemed like he wanted to take the Empyrean Fairy as his wife, but the true reason was to break through to the Ninth Heavenly Layer of Grand Immortal Immortals and reach the supreme realm of quasi-Saint.
The reason was very simple. The Empyrean Fairy was born from the beauty of the world, and she possessed the innate body of ways. If he could dual cultivate with the Empyrean Fairy, there was an extremely great chance that it would assist him in breaking through to the Grand Immortal Immortal Immortal realm, which was also Shen Tu's true objective. Not to mention, the Empyrean Fairy had the saint Nüwa behind her, which would provide him with tremendous assistance.
Unfortunately, Shen Tu had planned this out very well. He had even borrowed the Book of Life and Death from the Emperor of Feng Du just in case. However, he had never thought that a quasi-Saint would actually take part in this gathering, which made his foolproof plan fall through.
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