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Tiandong City, the largest city in the mortal realm, sought a place that could accommodate three thousand people. "I don't deny it," came the reply. "It's easy enough; perhaps we should look for a venue that can hold thirty thousand, or even a hundred thousand." That singular location was Heaven and Earth Square.
Anyone who had visited Tiandong City and had not been to Heaven and Earth Square would likely be laughed at for a lifetime.
The square was dominated by five enormous statues, representing the Five Generations Human Emperors. Through the passage of time, the territory of humanity expanded relentlessly until it encompassed the entire land of the World of Mortals. However, since the reign of King Zhou, no one had dared to use the title of Human Emperor again.
Legend has it that the fortunes of humanity converged upon the land of Shenzhou, leading to the rise of various nations in the World of Mortals. Despite the changes in dynasties and the conflicts between great and small states, no wise and powerful emperor emerged to unify Shenzhou again. It was only Mo Qiu who spoke of the title Human Emperor.
The one known as Prince of Tiandong City, Pei Shigui, was merely a descendant of the first Human Emperor. Bu Luo possessed only a trace of that bloodline, and through others' flattery, he earned the title of prince, while Tiandong had long lost its true master.
In the south, under the blazing sun of Xia Yue Lie Yang, the Buluo Cultivator paid no mind to the heat. With a flick of his toes, a simple spell dispelled the unbearable warmth that ordinary mortals struggled with.
Soon, what had been a clear sky began to stir with clouds. Auspicious clouds gathered above everyone’s heads, and seabirds appeared from afar, accompanied by distant sounds resembling crashing waves.
A figure emerged—a Great Master, riding on a cloud and standing atop a breeze. A rainbow arched across the sky behind him. There was a swordsman adorned with a precious sword at his waist; a spirited Scholar wielding a folding fan while gesturing grandly; a radiant Buddha holding a bowl; a youthful Shi Xiang accompanied by a child and wielding a dust whisk; a bodhisattva holding a jade vase with willow branches; an Old Sage with childlike features; yet none could clearly discern any one among them—their appearances seemed like characters from paintings, utterly out of place in this world.
"We have seen our master," they murmured in reverence, wishing for the legacy of Tian Dong Da to endure infinitely.
As everyone bowed in respect, only a few—Hong Yulong, Wen Shiren, and others—gazed directly at the door where the Great Master stood without making any move.
The leading scholar softly uttered a word that made everyone in the square feel as if someone had extended their leg to support them. In that moment, their awe deepened beyond measure.
Refining Spirit and Returning to Void, Fusion, Bu Fou Transcendence?
Although he did not speak, Jiang Anbo could feel Minghong's gaze directed at him. However, under the watchful eyes of the Great Master, no one dared to claim they had a foolproof plan to deceive. While Jiang Anbo understood Gu's thoughts, he could only slightly shake his head in response.
Then, Tian Zai held the Willow Jade Purity Vase and drew out a willow branch. With a gentle wave towards the sky above, the Qingyun began to move with the wind, coalescing into thousands of characters of varying sizes above everyone's heads, explaining the rules of the upcoming Sky East Tournament.
Half an hour later, twenty-four individuals emerged from the Universe Hall, leading everyone towards the Heaven and Earth Square to participate in Jie Donglai's Sky East Tournament.
At that moment, it seemed that Tian Zai had left without anyone noticing. Only the rules formed by Liu Dong's Qingyun remained in the clouds, leaving everyone gazing up in awe as if witnessing a divine miracle.
Following behind those from the Universe Hall, discussions erupted about the celestial being who had just appeared high in the clouds. Some speculated whether he was the immortal Dong Fan, others suggested he might be a major figure among the Mahayana Practitioners, while some believed he was merely at the level of Integration Stage. Regardless of what people said, those leading from the Universe Hall seemed uninterested in providing explanations or clarifications.
The challenges of Liquid Yi's Four Realms and Ten Trials included breaking through barriers, defending territories, and navigating through Misalignment. Just hearing those names sounded daunting, especially for the initial stage. The term alone made it clear that it was not something ordinary individuals could easily participate in. Those who were less courageous began calculating how they could maintain their dignity without risking their lives.
Those who had finally obtained their status as Seiya spoke up, drawing laughter from the twenty-four Stewards of the Universe Hall. It was truly amusing and absurd; even Jiang Anbo couldn't help but comment on how there were all sorts of people present.
What did I think about the rules of this Sky East Tournament?
What could I think? He had no knowledge of any previous rules either.
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