Ascending to Godhood: I Can Foresee All Futures

At this moment.

With Chen Sheng’s appearance, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

The reason was simple: the Profound Gang Realm Cultivation Chen Sheng was now displaying.

Before this, Chen Sheng’s strength was already widely acknowledged. He had even risen to become the head of the Ten Heroes, which had made the various factions extremely wary and guarded against him.

But back then, Chen Sheng was not without his weaknesses.

Although he could fight above his realm, he was, in the end, still only a Martial Master of the Earth Fiend Realm. Mobilizing his Mental Realm to fight enemies while in an Earth Fiend body consumed a tremendous amount of his energy.

If they could force Chen Sheng to exhaust himself, they would still have a chance.

But now, Chen Sheng’s final weakness had been eliminated.

He had broken through to the Profound Gang Realm!

Even before, Chen Sheng could fight above his realm, defeating those in the Profound Gang Realm.

Just how strong was Chen Sheng now?

At that moment, most of the people present lost their nerve.

Lu Maozhi, in particular, turned deathly pale. He had fantasized that his elder brother, Lu Xuanzhou, and Li Xuance of the Iron Sword Sect would team up and teach Chen Sheng a harsh lesson.

But now, after seeing the power Chen Sheng displayed, his fantasy was utterly shattered.

Of all the young elites present, only Fazang of Golden Spring Temple and Zhang Daoming of Qingfeng Temple remained calm. Everyone else was utterly horrified.

Of course, the Danxia Sect and the Ning’an Wang Clan were exceptions.

They were shocked, yes, but deep down, they felt increasingly reassured.

After all, their elders had already informed them that Chen Sheng would be assisting the Danxia Sect and the Ning’an Wang Clan.

Without a word, Sun Yuzhi descended from the air and took a seat beside the other Sect Leaders.

Chen Sheng’s gaze swept over the crowd before finally landing on Zhang Daoming. Among all the young talents present, only he exerted a slight pressure on him.

He paid the rest no mind.

Granted, Zhang Daoming exerted some pressure, but that was the extent of it.

With his Cultivation now greatly enhanced, Chen Sheng possessed an uncommon level of self-assurance.

Unless an expert of the Profound Mastery realm took the field, he had nothing to fear.

All eyes in the vicinity were fixed on Chen Sheng. They watched as he, with steady steps and a calm, unhurried expression, led Xiao Jingheng toward the seats reserved for the Government Office.

Liang Jingxing, an elder from Qingfeng Temple, gave Chen Sheng a deep look. He then leaped into the air and landed steadily atop the Bluestone Arena. Surveying the crowd, he announced in a loud, clear voice:

"The Battle of Wushan Mountain is held once every decade to divide the Elemental Crystal shares from the Wushan Yuan Ore. Fifty percent is divided between the Government Office and the six major sects. The remaining fifty percent will be decided by the outcome of the matches between the younger generation disciples in this battle.

"The battle is divided into two rounds. The first is a free-for-all melee. All the young elites from every sect may compete, but there are only ten spots to be won. You will vie for the jade talismans that I am about to scatter. Whoever obtains a talisman and holds it for fifty breaths will secure a spot in the second round’s tournament and must not fight again.

Those who cannot even make it through the first round will be disqualified from receiving any share of the Elemental Crystals.

"The second round is a tournament. The match order will be decided by drawing lots, and the final shares will be determined by winning streaks..."

The faction hosting the Battle of Wushan Mountain is always the one that won the largest share in the previous competition. Historically, this role has always alternated between Golden Spring Temple and Qingfeng Temple.

The other factions are far behind in terms of their foundational strength.

"If everyone understands, then prepare yourselves."

Liang Jingxing’s gaze swept across the crowd as he silently counted three breaths.

The young elites around the arena stared at the stage, their eyes burning with fervor.

Once the three breaths were up, Liang Jingxing waved his hand. Ten jade talismans shot from his sleeve, emitting a faint spiritual glow as they flew into the sky.

He himself immediately retreated to the side of the arena.

In an instant, as the jade talismans flew out, the young elites from every sect moved as one. Dozens of figures leaped into the air, soaring high to snatch the streaking talismans.

In a flash, the entire Bluestone Arena erupted into a chaotic melee, filled with dazzling streaks of light.

Gleams of sabers and Sword Qi swept out, mingling with waves of Fist Force and Evil Qi.

Every so often, someone would plummet from the sky, coughing up blood. Incessant roars and wails filled the air, and thunderous booms shook the surroundings. The scene was truly a spectacle.

Some formed Arrays with their fellow sect members.

Some who managed to snatch a Spiritual Talisman immediately tried to flee, only to be swarmed by the others.

Others...

In contrast to the chaotic melee on the arena, three figures below had yet to move.

They were none other than Chen Sheng, Zhang Daoming, and Monk Fazang of the Ning’an Ten Heroes.

This first round, this melee, didn’t really mean anything. It was merely a fight for qualification into the second round’s tournament; there was naturally no need for them to get involved personally.

The time for them to truly act was during the second round’s tournament.

Of course, this was Zhang Daoming’s line of thinking.

Chen Sheng’s thoughts were more ambitious. He wanted to completely dominate the event, not just take an early lead. Otherwise, even if he won nine consecutive matches and secured the largest share for the Government Office,

Golden Spring Temple and Luoyun Manor would still get a piece of the pie.

That did not align with his plans.

As for Monk Fazang.

He had originally intended to compete for a Spiritual Talisman, but seeing that neither Chen Sheng nor Zhang Daoming had moved, he felt it was beneath his station to act rashly. This was despite the fact that he had not yet comprehended a Mental Realm.

In Monk Fazang’s eyes, he, Chen Sheng, and Zhang Daoming were all top-tier geniuses of the same caliber.