Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

"I wonder what number the Demon Lord Ling drew. I imagine his luck must be good."

The Master of Mirage Marsh said with a smile, and then stepped forward to draw a lot.

"Drawing a number depends entirely on luck. If my Azurewood Ancient Family draws number one today, we can only blame our bad luck."

The Azurewood Family Master pretended, stepping forward and casually drawing a jade tablet.

Since the jade tablet requires energy to display the number, no one present knows what number they drew, and all are very curious.

Next were the Lingyun Family Master, the Hall Master of the Martial Ancestor Hall, the Sect Master of the Holy Medicine Gate, and finally the Teng Snake Demon Lord.

There were seven jade tablets in the box, and now they have all been drawn.

The seven people returned to the peaks where they were stationed.

"Now, please reveal the numbers you have drawn."

The Lingyun Family Master's voice rang out, and the light on his jade tablet bloomed, reflecting in the void and presenting a brilliant number three.

"It seems my luck isn't too bad today."

He said with a smile, jokingly.

"Well, let's see what number I drew." The light from Azurewood Ran's jade tablet shone in the void, and a brilliant 'seven' appeared in everyone's eyes. "Hahaha, it seems my luck is extraordinary today!"

Next was the Master of Mirage Marsh. The jade tablet in his hand reflected a six in the air, drawing number six.

He smiled, very satisfied with this.

Next was the Teng Snake Demon Lord. He originally had a faint smile on his face, but when he saw the number reflected in the void by the light of the jade tablet, the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch.

He drew number two!

This meant that his faction's team would face off against Jun Wushang and his group.

He wasn't worried that his side's King of Prodigies would lose, but rather felt that he had been secretly set up by the three major ruling forces.

It was actually number two.

He suspected that those people were unsure of Jun Wushang's strength and didn't want to face him in the first match, so they had their King of Prodigies test Jun Wushang's strength!

At this moment, the Hall Master of the Martial Ancestor Hall activated the jade tablet, reflecting a four in the air, while the Holy Medicine Gate drew a five.

The numbers within six of the seven jade tablets were now known. Only number one was missing, and the answer was self-evident.

The gazes of tens of thousands of people almost simultaneously focused on Ling Wuse, and many showed expressions of sympathy.

The Demon Lord Ling's luck was really too bad. By chance, drawing the first number, out of seven numbers, he actually drew number one.

This meant that the Demon Lord Ling's faction's team would have to face two teams in this first round!

"Demon Lord Ling, although we all know you drew number one, please show your number. We can't break the rules."

The Azurewood Family Master seized the opportunity to ridicule and target him. The smile on his face was now very bright.

Hearing this, Ling Wuse felt a surge of anger in his heart. These shameless fellows actually had the nerve to talk to him about rules?

"Father-in-law."

Jun Wushang called out to him secretly.

"Wushang, your father-in-law didn't expect this to happen, drawing a number that's disadvantageous to you…"

Although it was manipulated, Ling Wuse still felt guilty towards them, after all, he personally drew the number.

"Father-in-law doesn't need to worry about these things. In the first round, winning one match gets three points, winning two matches gets six points. Father-in-law drawing number one is actually a bonus. Your son-in-law knows they tampered with the box, so it's good that they're delivering points to our door, we'll gladly accept them."

He communicated with Ling Wuse using his divine sense.

"Having to fight two teams in a row in a short amount of time, Wushang, are you really confident?"

Hearing him say this, Ling Wuse felt his worries lessen, and instead became somewhat excited.

"Although those people's realms are relatively high, it won't be difficult for your son-in-law to beat them."

Jun Wushang gave a definite answer. Such calm and nonchalant words, not taking his opponents seriously, were like a shot in the arm for Ling Wuse.

His deeply furrowed brows relaxed.

"Demon Lord Ling, are you planning to hide the number you drew?"

The Azurewood Family Master began to target and mock him again.

"Azurewood Ran, you drew number seven, you seem a bit carried away. Why do I feel like your joy will turn to sorrow?"

As Ling Wuse spoke, he poured some energy into the jade tablet. As the light bloomed, reflecting in the air, a dazzling number one stood out.

"Demon Lord Ling is very good at self-consolation. Your big number one is indeed very dazzling, but the one who will be filled with sorrow is yourself, not this Family Master, hahaha!"

Azurewood Ran put his hands behind his back and laughed loudly.

Their Azurewood Ancient Family's team would be last, facing off against the Ling Family's faction's team. After the Ling Family's team fights the Teng Snake team, they would definitely be greatly weakened.

At that time, their King of Prodigies would definitely crush the Ling Family's three-person team with overwhelming force, crippling them in the arena.

Thinking of this, the Azurewood Family Master felt great, indescribably comfortable.

The Master of Mirage Marsh also had a smile on his face, an expression of waiting to see a good show, while the Lingyun Family Master remained refined and gentle, unable to see anything from his expression.

Now, the situation was very clear. The first round of team battles were: the Ling Family's faction against the Teng Snake faction, the Lingyun Ancient Family against the Martial Ancestor Hall, Mirage Marsh against the Holy Medicine Gate, and the Azurewood Ancient Family would be temporarily vacant, waiting to face the Demon Race's Ling Family's faction last.

"Alright, everyone, stop arguing. Now, please have the participating teams enter the arena." The Hall Master of the Martial Ancestor Hall announced loudly: "The first round of the ranking competition now officially begins. Please have the Demon Race's Ling Family three-person team and the Demon Race's Teng Snake faction three-person team enter the stage!"

As his voice fell, the entire ranking competition venue suddenly fell silent.

"Let's go."

Jun Wushang said to Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu, who were standing on either side of him.

Immediately, they flew through the air and landed on the central, flat mountain.

At this moment, behind the Teng Snake Demon Lord, three young men flew over and also landed in the arena.

The edges of the mountain that had been cut in half lit up with the light of formations, forming a semi-circular barrier, like a transparent bowl turned upside down. The space inside quickly expanded, becoming very vast.

"I heard you're a barbarian from the Lower Realm?"

One of the three members of the Teng Snake faction revealed a contemptuous sneer, "A person who came out of a barbaric land, you can stand here today, you can be considered to have brought glory to your ancestors. I've heard of your legendary deeds. Do you know why you have such a halo and brilliance? Because the people you met before were all small fries, you never met a real expert. Today, we will make you realize how insignificant you are."

"You talk too much nonsense."

Jun Wushang had no interest in wasting words with these people.

"Then we'll make you kneel on the ground and listen slowly!"

The three Kings of Prodigies of the Teng Snake faction were enraged. A surging true energy rose from their bodies, and a wild demonic aura rushed towards them, like a mountain torrent sweeping over them, impacting the reinforced space inside and causing it to distort slightly.

"I'll suppress the Jun surname barbarian, you guys deal with Ling Qingyu and Yan Qingcheng!"

The cold light in the yellow eyes of the King of Prodigies in the middle, separated by vertical lines, was terrifying. With each move, the true energy of the law was like a tsunami, and a huge wave of ten thousand feet rolled up from behind his body, making a python-like roar, killing Jun Wushang.

Yo!

A blue luan chirped, and in the distance, a piece of brilliant blue light illuminated the world, and the sound of swords rang out in the sky.

Ling Qingyu had already started a great battle with another King of Prodigies.

Yan Qingcheng sacrificed the Alluring War Scythe, blooming with dazzling purple light, and was also fighting fiercely with her opponent.

Unlike Ling Qingyu, although she used the war scythe, she did not use any of the war scythe's effects.

Currently, she didn't want to expose the war scythe's mind-shattering effects.

Her realm was higher than Ling Qingyu, and the intensity of her talent growth was also one level higher, so she was very confident.

Here with Jun Wushang, facing the fierce attack, he was very casual. The chaotic golden light surrounding his palms and fingers was like an immortal war blade, easily tearing apart his opponent's divine powers, cutting the ten thousand feet giant wave from the middle, causing its laws to collapse and its true energy to dissipate.

Almost at the same time, his body disappeared from the spot like a teleport, rushing forward, his palms and fingers dazzling, instantly blasting in front of his opponent.

That King of Prodigies sneered and also stretched out his palms and fingers to meet him. The palms of the two people collided solidly.

In the muffled roar, the identical energy aftermath radiated and impacted, causing the reinforced space to continuously distort, the scene was shocking.

It must be known that the firmness of the space in the duel field was many times stronger than the outside.

Under this circumstance, the aftermath caused the space in a large area to distort beyond recognition. If it was outside, what a terrible scene would it be, what an amazing coverage area and destructive power would it have?

Was this still the power that a Saint Emperor Realm expert could achieve?

The prodigies of those high-level forces were all horrified, even some of the Kings of Prodigies who had initially stepped into the Mythical Realm felt frightened.

After the energy aftermath dissipated, everyone saw that Jun Wushang stood still like a mountain, while the King of Prodigies of the Teng Snake faction retreated several steps, each step leaving a dark footprint in the void, this was the effect of shattering the space!

"The Lord of Dawn is indeed powerful. In terms of realm, he should be weaker than the King of Prodigies of the Teng Snake tribe, but he actually has the upper hand in a head-on collision!"

"He deserves to be the popular legendary figure in recent years. The rumors are not false, he is really too fierce!"

…

Many people watching the ranking competition match exclaimed, shocked by Jun Wushang's powerful combat ability, which made the King of Prodigies who was fighting Jun Wushang burn with anger.

After he stabilized his figure, he suddenly ran forward, and the afterimage pulled by his body seemed to have turned into a Teng Snake walking at high speed, and that trajectory was quite strange and difficult to capture.

Relying on this method, he instantly surrounded Jun Wuxie, followed by a dense, overwhelming array of shadows flashing in the air. Each flash signified a fierce attack on Jun Wuxie.

The scene was terrifying, as if hundreds or thousands of people were launching attacks simultaneously, the residual energy waves sweeping wildly in all directions.

Jun Wuxie stood his ground, his feet unmoved, calmly responding to the attacks. No matter how fast his opponent's attacks were, they couldn't touch the hem of his clothes, all being blocked and shattered by his palm fingers, wreathed in chaotic golden light.

At the same time, he watched Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu's battle.

He was well aware that Yan Qingcheng and Ling Qingyu desperately needed such opponents to hone their skills, so he didn't quickly end the battle, maintaining a slightly advantageous position. Apart from the Taiji Eight Trigrams Star Sea, he didn't use any divine abilities.

However, this allowed those who were hostile towards him to smile.

Without being able to use the power of the Silver-Haired Spirit Rune Master, this Jun Wuxie, although still relatively strong, was only slightly stronger than the young king of the Teng Snake Tribe.

After this battle, regardless of winning or losing, the consumption would be enormous. Facing the pride of the Azure Wood Ancient Aristocratic Family, there would be no chance of victory.

"Boy, aren't you very arrogant? This Clan Head will see how long you can be arrogant for!"

Qingmu Ran sneered inwardly, his eyes flashing with cold light from time to time.