otoss present in astonishment.The Blade Emperor's eyes were cold and distant, sweeping across the celestial battlefield. A chilling expression appeared on his face as he looked at the various divine r...Battle Platform.

This place is considered quite important within the Ziyun Sacred Ground.

In the past, the Holy Battlefield was not easily opened. It would only be truly opened during the time of the Holy Assembly, to allow the cultivators of the Sacred Land to compete with each other.

Of course.

Every rule has an exception.

Besides the Holy Assembly Competition, there is another situation that can also open the War Altar.

That is—when the saint sons of each peak challenge each other.

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However.

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This situation is basically very rare.

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After all, the disciples of the various peaks wouldn't act recklessly. Unless it was during the Holy Assembly, even if they won, there wouldn't be much practical benefit. At most, they would just gain some fame.

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On the contrary.

If we lose, it would be rather embarrassing.

Therefore.

Outside of Holy See period, the Holy War platform will not be open.

The reason for the opening of this Holy Battlefield is that Ziyun Saint, the Saint Son of Shenfeng, openly challenged the thirteen peak Saints.

As soon as this news came out, the Holy Battle Stage became a place where cultivators suffered greatly.

As early as three days ago, a large number of cultivators had rushed to this place. Their purpose was simple, naturally, to witness this battle with their own eyes.

A senior cultivator looked at the Holy War Stage before him, his face etched with a contemplative expression: "For millennia, I have never heard of any peak's Saint Son daring to be so ostentatious, openly challenging the thirteen peaks' Saint Sons."

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If he wins this battle, then the title of First Saint will be undisputed!

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The First Saint Son!

This is not just a title, but an honor beyond compare.

To be so honored, it means that the other party is the most outstanding genius of the Ziyun clan in the present generation.

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Meanwhile.

The First Saint Son also may become the successor of the next Holy Lord. This alone could make other cultivators flock to him.

Upon hearing this.

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A cultivator shook his head: “Ziyun Saint is bold, but being bold doesn't mean he's strong enough. Although he's the son of Shenfeng Saint, there's no way he can defeat the thirteen peak Saints.”

Even in a wheel war, how many could the other side win

Every cultivator has their own limits.

The opponent has the guts to challenge the Thirteen Peaks Saint Son, so their strength must be somewhat considerable. Perhaps they could defeat a few Saint Sons of the Thirteen Peaks, but to say they could suppress all the Thirteen Peaks Saint Sons at once is definitely impossible.

As soon as these words were spoken, some cultivators nearby nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, as the Holy Son of Shenfeng Peak, I will naturally sweep away the rest of the thirteen peaks."

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The disciples of Youshen Peak sneered incessantly.

Immediately.

Then other disciples from the other peaks looked at them with cold eyes: “A frog in a well, just a mere Shenfeng wants to be the first peak, simply ridiculous!”

"What, you don't accept our Shenfeng"

"What if you don't agree"

Then let's have a contest, and see whose fists are bigger.

“Bring it on! Who's afraid of who”

Just as the disciples of Shenfeng Peak were about to clash with those from other peaks, suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended from the void. All disciples instinctively closed their mouths and looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with awe.

Such overwhelming pressure.

Only those at the level of a God King can truly possess it.

"That is Master Ziyun, the Grand Elder!"

"Hmph, I heard that Elder Ziyun has long been a powerhouse at the Sun Moon God King realm, with a chance to be listed on the Divine List. Seeing his might today truly lives up to its reputation!"

After seeing the visitor's appearance, many disciples gasped in surprise.

Purple Cloud's here!

A divine king-level powerhouse among the Ziyun clan.

Although he is the Sun and Moon God King, his strength is extremely formidable. In the Ziyun Holy Land and even the entire Ziyun clan, he has a great reputation.

The appearance of Ziyun was clearly for what was to come next.

Indeed.

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Like a battle between the sons of saints, only a god-king could possibly control the situation.

After all, those powerful beings are already the strongest below the God Kings.

Unless a God King intervened, no other powerful being could have stabilized the situation.

After Ziyun arrived, he didn't say anything. He directly sat down in the judge's seat and closed his eyes to meditate, as if he were out of this world.

All the other disciples present dared not speak any more at this moment.

In the presence of the God King, who would dare to be so bold

As time went on, more and more cultivators arrived.

Suddenly.

A powerful aura emanated, and immediately afterwards, a young strongman soared through the air and landed directly on the battle platform.

"The Holy Son of Xuanfeng has arrived!"

When they saw the people on the battle platform, many disciples' faces changed. However, the disciples belonging to Xuán Fēng were excited.

Prodigy of Mount Xuanfeng!

He is the strongest among the younger generation of Xuanfeng today.

For many Xuanfeng disciples, the other party was their target of pursuit.

"The Holy Son of Profound Peak, Zi Yunfang, greets the God King!"

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Upon seeing Ziyun Zheng seated on the referee's bench, Ziyun Fang deliberately retracted much of the aura he was exuding, and then bowed respectfully.

Even if he were a Saint Son, he absolutely could not be disrespectful to the God King.

Ziyun opened her eyes, her stern gaze fixed on the other person. She nodded slightly: "Not bad. If you don't pursue the Divine Ranking, you should be able to become a God King within the next decade!"

Become a God King within ten years!

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was stunned.

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The Daoist King is something that many cultivators pursue throughout their lives, but how many cultivators can truly achieve this

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Even among millions of Divine Realm cultivators, it is not certain that a single God King will emerge.

It's the difficulty of proving yourself worthy of the title Divine King.

If a divine king spoke personally, confidently stating that a cultivator could attain divine kinghood in ten years, then that cultivator becoming a divine king would be almost certain.

For a moment.

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Many cultivators' eyes toward the direction of Ziyun were now filled with envy.

Even though the other party is a saint son, destined to become a God King in the future, and may even have a God King personally acknowledge him, they still feel envious.

On the battlefield, Ziyun’s side remained composed and unruffled. With a calm tone, she responded, "Thank you, Divine King, for your praise!"

The path of a divine king was never his pursuit.

What's a god king.

As long as he is willing, becoming a Heavenly King of Gods is not a problem at all.

What truly matters is whether there's a possibility of ascending the Divine Stage and leaving one's name inscribed on the List of Gods.

"It seems I arrived a little early."

Ziyun Fang looked around, not seeing the figure she wanted to see at all. A faint smile played on her lips, seeming both contemptuous and disdainful.

Immediately.

He closed his eyes, as if he were a purple cloud wandering in the heavens.

For a long while.

Another powerful being arrived, soaring through the air.

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Ziyun opened her eyes and saw that the person before her was the holy son from another peak. She didn't even greet him, simply closed her eyes again, not even bothering to glance at him.

That's all.

And the coming Son of God, also had the same expressionless face, as if ignoring the Purple Cloud's presence entirely.

Time flies.

One peak after another, the sons of the saints arrived. Although the scene was silent, the air around them gradually began to boil, as if emotions were about to reach their peak.

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“The disciples of the various peaks are indeed extraordinary. But judging from their aura, they give me a shocking feeling!”

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Some holy monks looked at the figures on the battle platform, their faces full of reverence.

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When other cultivators heard this, they all nodded in agreement.

There's no way.

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Each peak's Saint Son is considered a top expert of the contemporary era, already able to be called the strongest under the God King. In the Purple Cloud Holy Land, unless some old-fashioned Divine Realm figures have the possibility of resisting, the rest are simply not opponents.

It was at this very moment.

Endless purple qi drifted down from the heavens, and a young man in purple robes strode through the void, descending directly onto the battle platform like a divine arrival.

"Purple Cloud Saint!"

Upon seeing the arrival, Shengzi's eyes were cold, revealing a hidden murderous intent.

Although the other disciples did not speak, their faces were also very ugly.

Shen Changqing's expression was calm. He first looked at Zi Yunzheng on the referee's stand, only bowing slightly: "Greetings to Divine King Ziyun, Holy Son of Shenfeng!"

No need for formalities.

Ziyun opened his mouth lightly, his golden eyes fell on the other person, but his face couldn't help but change slightly.

In his perception, he couldn't at all see through Shen Changqing's depths.

This feeling.

To Ziyun's surprise.

Even if other peaks' saint sons were present, their true self wouldn't be hidden from one's own perception. Although it might not be completely clear, it wouldn't be difficult to see some hints.

However.

When he looked at Shen Changqing, he seemed to be looking at an ordinary being with no cultivation. This feeling was indeed surprising to him.

As the son of a Saint, he could not possibly be an ordinary being.

This way.

There are only two possibilities.

Either the other party possesses a powerful hidden means of some kind, or their cultivation has reached the limit of the current realm, approaching a state of near-primal return.

Only these two possibilities would allow even a divine king to see nothing amiss.

That was originally.

Purple Cloud didn't think Shen Changqing had any chance of fighting the Saint Son of Thirteen Peaks, but when he actually saw the other person, his previous opinion was somewhat shaken.

As Zi Yun was secretly shocked, Shen Changqing turned to the other holy sons, his face calm: "It seems that the holy son of the Thirteenth Peak hasn't arrived yet. Perhaps the other holy sons are afraid"

"Ziyun Sheng, don't be too arrogant!"

From a distance, the purple clouds appeared cold and aloof.

The other party blatantly ignored the presence of the other saints, it's like slapping themselves in the face.

If it hasn't started yet, he's about to make his move.

"Arrogant"

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Shen Changqing shook his head slightly: "Only those without skill are arrogant. Those with skill are called confident. However, I don't have anything to do for the time being, so I'll just wait and see. Let's talk when everyone is here."

That's it.

He also ignored the other holy sons, stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the battle platform, and was indifferent to the other holy sons.

When the other Saints saw this, their eyes couldn't help but change.

From Shen Changqing, they seemed to sense a powerful aura.

That kind of feeling.

This made these holy sons very unhappy.

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Shortly after Shen Changqing arrived, the other peak's disciples also came one by one.

When the last Son of God arrived, he suddenly opened his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "After waiting for so long, they are finally all here!"

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