Chapter 683 - 681: Defying Destiny
Six of them joined forces, each wielding a second-tier Immortal Treasure, and yet four were pierced right at the start?
Everyone was stunned, dumb as statues!
"Damn it."
"Get the hell out!"
Wang Li’s eyes nearly popped, but they were filled with madness. He unleashed his power desperately, swinging his sword horizontally.
He was the most unwilling to let Xu Yang claim a spot as a seeded disciple.
There were two spots; he knew he couldn’t beat Duan Tianyang.
If things went smoothly, the second spot would be his with at least eighty percent certainty!
As long as Xu Yang was eliminated in the first round!
Yet now, having witnessed Xu Yang’s shocking eruption of combat strength, he still clung to scraps of hope.
He activated a Secret Technique to burst forth.
A mere first-class Immortal Soldier—how could he possibly be this strong?
Swoosh!
Xu Yang suddenly turned, dazzling sword light shooting toward him like a flying rainbow.
He swung his blade sideways like lightning.
Clang!
Sparks flew; sword energy shattered.
The might of second-tier Immortal Treasures truly was terrifying.
But it depended on who was wielding it.
Xu Yang surged forward, the Black Blade stirring up a tidal wave, ruthlessly pressing down the sword light, sleeve flicking wide.
"The one who should get out is you."
Boom!
Wang Li spat blood, struck as if by a runaway war chariot, his body tumbling down like a broken kite.
Xu Yang slowly looked toward Duan Tianyang.
Duan Tianyang’s surging aura suddenly froze.
Staring at Xu Yang, an indescribable terror welled up inside him.
In barely a dozen breaths, five of the six were gone!
"Xu Yang, you bastard, y-you actually eliminated me."
From outside the arena, Wang Li’s frenzy-filled, tearing howl rose abruptly.
Eliminated in the very first round—not just the spots for seeded disciples, all other opportunities were gone too.
This newcomer tournament, he’d basically just shown up for appearances!
How could he accept that?
Yang Xiao and the other five had bloodshot eyes, faces twisted and menacing.
Xu Yang didn’t even glance at them; he bared his teeth at Duan Tianyang in a grin, "Now it’s your turn."
Duan Tianyang’s face changed dramatically.
"Xu Yang, enough is enough!"
"Don’t go too far!"
"Heh!"
Enough is enough?
Xu Yang almost wanted to laugh.
Why didn’t you think of stopping when you attacked me?
Boom!
Xu Yang burst forth, the Black Blade striking like a python, slashing across the sky.
"Damn it, do you really think I’m afraid of you?"
Duan Tianyang roared, brandishing his blade. His Immortal might was condensed and fierce, even more domineering, the blade’s light igniting with black fire, swirling into a giant flaming dragon with raging winds barreling down.
This strike, with his Late Stage of True Immortal cultivation plus a second-tier Immortal Treasure, was truly astounding!
Boom!
The two blades collided; sparks erupted, the field shattering and twisting as if smashed by a giant mountain, forcing countless spectators into a panicked retreat.
Xu Yang’s eyes narrowed, Primordial Spirit erupting: "Lock!"
Duan Tianyang’s body shuddered, instantly sensing danger—his bones roared, struggling like a furious beast.
In a flash.
Xu Yang lifted his blade lightly in an effortless motion.
"This blade..."
"What an exquisite blade technique!"
Up above, the Tongmin Golden Immortal and a certain Elder gasped together.
Elder Hong Wei’s eyes gleamed, staring at Xu Yang as if beholding a priceless treasure.
Such profound skill—most second-tier Immortal Techniques were far inferior!
Bang!
Duan Tianyang screamed miserably, forced back in disarray, his second-tier Immortal Blade knocked cleanly out of his grasp.
His hand was a bloody mess; his eyes filled with horror and dread.
Swoosh!
Xu Yang streaked forward like lightning.
"No!"
"Master, save me!"
Duan Tianyang shrieked instinctively.
The Fourth Elder’s face went deathly pale, grinding his teeth as he let out a cold snort.
Hmph!
The snort thundered, as if to signal!
Hong Wei flicked his sleeve, dissolving the Fourth Elder’s pressure, and sneered coldly, "Old Four, have you no shame?"
The Fourth Elder glared furiously, but in the end, swallowed his pride unseen!
Boom!
Xu Yang kicked Duan Tianyang, sending him flying.
Bang!
Yang Xiao and the other five stared blankly at Duan Tianyang as he crashed down, trembling like frightened cicadas, scalp tingling; even their anger was swept away, leaving only deep terror.
Is he even human?
The arena was deathly silent!
All other contests had unknowingly stopped.
Outside, all inner sect elders and seeded disciples were speechless, dazed as in a dream!
Yang Yuan was nothing like his former calm, veins bulging on his forehead, facial muscles twitching, eyes wide with shock and disbelief!
Ye Qingchen’s throat bobbed; chills swept his body!
A first-class Immortal Soldier, facing six opponents, less than twenty breaths—all destroyed in a blink!
What kind of power was this?
Zhou Tai’s eyes went glassy, murmuring in a daze, "Monster, a fucking monster."
"Could this guy have some kind of special physique?"
"He’s got the achievement to make the Immortal Pride List, haven’t he?"
Ji Hong laughed suddenly, "This newcomer tournament has become a joke."
A joke?
Everyone froze blankly, then quickly understood.
It really was a joke.
The strongest joined forces to eliminate Xu Yang, only to be eliminated themselves.
Even the Fourth Elder’s own disciple, Duan Tianyang—Xu Yang showed no mercy; decisive and clean!
Two seeded disciple spots, and Xu Yang’s locked one in for certain.
But what about the remaining spot?
Without Duan Tianyang and the rest, anyone else who snatched it wouldn’t truly deserve it. Could the sect accept that?
Trying to stop it would also be awkward!
Sure enough.
The Tongmin Golden Immortal realized this and his expression grew grim.
Xu Yang stood tall in the arena; suddenly, his mind was shaken.
In a trance, a supreme and towering force flooded down from the blue dome above.
He felt suffocated, helpless, almost compelled to kneel and worship.
"Is a Golden Immortal taking action?"
"No, a Golden Immortal wouldn’t interfere; this power is countless times more terrifying than a Golden Immortal."
"Why does it feel familiar?"
Boom!
Xu Yang was abruptly immersed in a phantasmal world.
The heavens changed, sun and moon crossed.
Immortal waterfalls cascaded.
Names appeared one after another above.
"Celestial Destiny List!"
"It’s the Celestial Destiny List!"
Xu Yang’s mind went silent, utterly incredulous—he hadn’t uttered the Destiny List’s name.
Wait, could it be...
A mysterious, unfathomably obscure surge rolled out from the Destiny List above.
Carrying undeniable authority, it asked: Do you wish to ascend to Destiny?
Xu Yang shuddered, drawing a sharp breath.
Celestial Destiny!
In this entire Immortal Realm, less than thirty-six people made the cut!
Surpassing even the Immortal Pride List.
No exaggeration: if he entered the Destiny List, Yang Yuan wouldn’t even be worthy to carry his shoes, and he’d instantly gain dozens of times Yang Yuan’s status and resources.
Even the parent sect would go wild with excitement!
But...
Xu Yang stared in horror at the blurry edges atop the Destiny List.
He could faintly make out an incomparably majestic stone monument standing tall.
He hadn’t seen this monument the first time he looked at the Destiny List.
"That giant monument... it’s identical to the one Xiao Ming and Elder Yun Zheng ascended when they used the Ancient Immortal Order to become immortals!"
Ancient Immortal, Celestial Destiny?
What’s the origin of that stone monument?
Xu Yang suddenly remembered the warning left inside the Tripod of Heaven and Earth, and a chill ran down his spine.
In today’s Immortal Domain, there seems to be no more strife between Ancient Immortals and Demon Immortals.
But it seems...it’s just taken a different form!
Perhaps, it still exists!
Refuse, or accept?
The warning from that mysterious entity hung above like a sword!
Xu Yang gave a bitter laugh, "I inherited my predecessor’s legacy, my roots are long set; and this monument, Celestial Destiny, must be deeply tied to the Ancient Immortals!"
Puppet?
A surge of horror swept his heart!
"I refuse!"
Facing the Celestial Destiny List, Xu Yang no longer hesitated.