Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

As the dazzling starlight gradually dissipated, Si You stood quietly beside the First Divine Throne, not presumptuously sitting down.

Clearly, Wu Zhao did not personally attend this challenge competition.

Instead, Si You replaced Wu Zhao in taking charge of the situation.

However, she was not qualified to sit on the first divine throne.

Si You's gaze swept calmly across the entire room, and everyone who was touched by her gaze felt a tremor from the depths of their souls.

"Greetings, Lord Siyou!"

Apart from Metatron, who held the second divine throne, all the other divine throne experts at the top of the Holy Pillar bowed in respect towards Siyou.

Only Metatron nodded slightly to Chao Siyou.

Although they are all listed among the Ten Divine Thrones, the top three positions are unshakeable, and the difference between them and the following positions is like heaven and earth, insurmountable.

"Gentlemen, there's no need for such formalities."

The clear, cool voice, though not loud, distinctly suppressed all other sounds in the room, reaching everyone's ears.

"By order of Lord Wuzhao, the current Divine Throne Ranking Challenge is about to begin."

Si You got straight to the point, without any unnecessary words, and began announcing the rules. Her voice, amplified by divine power, echoed throughout the massive circular arena:

"The rules are as usual: First, all participants may freely choose to challenge any of the current ten divine thrones. If they succeed in the challenge, they can take over the throne and replace the current one."

"Second, each master of a divine throne may accept a maximum of five rounds of challenges. If they win five consecutive rounds, they have successfully defended their divine throne and can no longer be challenged."

"Third, in order to balance the pressure of continuous battles for the guardians of the divine throne, the divine essence recovery speed of the throne holder will be doubled under the influence of the divine throne."

"Fourth, the rules for determining victory or defeat are very simple: if one side concedes defeat, loses the ability to fight, or is knocked out of the arena's barrier, then they are defeated. Life or death is irrelevant; each is left to fate."

"Fifth, the person who remains on the ten thrones will be the one to hold the throne in this generation."

The rules are simple, but the real difficulty lies in the fact that to seize the throne, one must not only defeat the original master, but also defeat five challengers in a row to truly retain the position of the throne.

However, considering that the master of the throne will face a series of challenges, he can receive the throne's buffs, and the recovery speed of his own divine essence will be increased by 50%.

Although one may still suffer some losses, without the ability to crush ordinary first-level clergy, one is not worthy of occupying that high and mighty divine throne.

In the past, the seating challenges were basically just a formality. Most of them were first-level clergy from the seatless quiet domains who wanted to spar with and learn from the seated powerhouses.

It is often rare for the holder of a divine throne to change hands every few hundred or even a thousand years.

After all, being able to sit in that position already proves the superiority of their own divine authority.

But this time, the situation is clearly different.

Among the challengers, there are only five Level One Clerics from the Silent Domain, including Ling Feng.

However, Wu Zhao's personal guards numbered as many as thirty-seven.

Although the challenge has not yet started, everyone understands that this time, more than half of the top ten god positions will probably be replaced.

After announcing the rules, Si You's cold gaze swept over the dozens of powerful challengers in the preparation area, and he announced loudly, "The challenge for the God Seat rankings begins now!"

Almost the instant Si You finished speaking, a figure emerged silently from the shadows of the preparation area, like a ghost.

The man was dressed in standard black armor of the Silent Guard, his face shrouded in the shadow of his helmet, revealing only a pair of cold, indifferent eyes that seemed devoid of any emotion.

He didn't even look at anyone, but simply bowed slightly in Si You's direction, and then said in a flat tone, "Silent Guard, No. 129, challenging the Tenth God Throne, Goddess of the Stars, Lady Sariel."

An uproar erupted in the stands.

Most of the spectators were priests from the Silent Realm.

Sariel had an excellent reputation and high prestige within the clergy, and was deeply loved by many clergy in the Silent Realm.

After all, in previous challenges for the throne of the gods, Sariel has never been stingy with his guidance, nor has he ever killed any challenger.

Now that the Silent Guards have challenged her, everyone can't help but feel worried for her.

"Lord Sariel, we believe in you! You must win!"

“That’s right, only Lord Sariel is truly qualified to continue sitting in that position!”

"Lord Sariel, teach that fellow a good lesson..."

"..."

Amidst countless cheers of support, Sariel, seated atop the tenth throne, slowly rose to her feet. Her beautiful face remained serene, and her star-like long dress swayed gently in the wind as she drifted down toward the arena.

The Silent Guardian, number "129," flashed into view, appearing on the arena within the barrier like a ghost. His movements were clean and swift, without the slightest hesitation.

The next moment, an invisible and powerful barrier instantly rose up, isolating the arena from the outside world.

"The Tenth Divine Throne, Sariel, please enlighten me."

Sariel maintained his composure and gave a slight bow.

"Advice?"

The 129th Guard of Annihilation curled his lips into a cold smile. "I'm here to seize the throne, not to attend class. Lady Sariel, watch out!"

Before he finished speaking, a burst of dark purple, violent energy erupted from his body, and he charged toward Sariel like an arrow released from a bow!
Its speed was astonishing, leaving only a faint afterimage in its wake!

"So fast!"

There was an exclamation from the audience.

Sariel's expression changed slightly. With a wave of her slender hand, starlight shone around her, and a crystal shield composed of countless tiny stars instantly condensed in front of her.

boom! ! !
Number 129's fist slammed into the Star Shield, unleashing a deafening roar.

A violent energy shockwave exploded out in a ring, causing the entire barrier to tremble slightly!

Sariel grunted, sliding back more than ten meters before regaining his balance. His hand holding the Star Shield trembled slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

The opponent's strength and explosive power far exceeded her expectations!

Inside the preparation area, Ling Feng's expression hardened. This challenger was clearly a strong individual carefully selected to target Sariel.

In this battle, Sariel's situation is likely to be dire.

He looked up in Si You's direction and saw that the woman's eyes were calm and unwavering, as if everything had been expected.

It seems that this time, the top ten divine thrones will likely fall into the control of the Silent Guard.

……

The battle on the arena had been going on for almost a quarter of an hour.

Sariel's Starry Sky Oracle was grand and magnificent, but the Silent Guard was like a leech, close-quarters combatant with ruthless and cunning moves, which greatly limited Sariel's performance.

The audience was on the edge of their seats, with gasps and cheers rising and falling.

However, the strength of that Silent Guardian was definitely among the top of the first-level clergy, and every move he made was a counter to Sariel's Starry Oracle.

Sariel was caught in a fierce struggle, and soon several cuts appeared on his body, from which blood seeped out.

But after all, she is a goddess with profound inner strength.

Although she holds the tenth position of the God Throne, it is simply because she dislikes fighting.

Its true strength is by no means inferior to that of the Ten Great Gods!

"Divine Oracle! Starry Sky Imprisonment!"

Sariel dared not be careless and immediately unleashed his divine magic, forming hand seals. Countless chains of starlight emerged from the void, coiling towards the Silent Guard 129 like serpents. However, 129's figure was as slippery as an eel, weaving rapidly through the dense chains of starlight, always managing to evade the restraints by the slightest margin. At the same time, he launched a relentless barrage of close-quarters attacks, his fists, feet, elbows, and knees all becoming deadly weapons. His offensive was like a storm, giving Sariel no chance to breathe!

His fighting style is extremely ruthless and cunning, more like a killing technique honed through countless life-and-death battles!

Sariel was forced into a defensive posture, continuously unleashing his Starlight Divine Art. The scene was filled with exploding starlight and roaring energy, making everyone on the edge of their seats.

"Lord Sariel seems to be suppressed!"

"How could this be? That Silent Guard is way too strong!"

"Go for it, Lord Sariel!"

In the audience, the priests of the silent realm, who had no seats, were on tenterhooks, cheering for Sariel.

Inside the preparation area, Ling Feng's gaze narrowed slightly.

This Silent Guard No. 129 is indeed formidable, especially in close combat, where his skills are almost unparalleled.

Although Sariel's Starry Oracle was exquisite, it was difficult for him to fully utilize it under such a fierce and rapid close-range attack.

Freya, Ryuzawa Riyue, and the others sat on the divine throne, their expressions becoming extremely solemn. They all saw Sariel's predicament.

Sariel's expression darkened slightly. She knew she needed to face five battles and could not afford to be worn down by this man for too long.

Thinking of this, Sariel lost her patience and shouted, "Oracle! Starburst!"

A gem resembling a star suddenly lit up on her chest, and a vast power of starlight erupted instantly, transforming into a thick torrent of starlight that slammed into Number 129!
Number 129's pupils contracted, and he crossed his arms to block!

Boom——

He was blasted backward and crashed heavily into the barrier, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

However, he immediately got up, a ferocious smile on his face, and wiped the blood away with the back of his hand: "Damn it! I still have to use that power!"

"I! Will not lose!"

He let out a low roar, and the dark purple energy around him suddenly became viscous like liquid. Behind him, a blurry, three-headed, six-armed, ferocious demonic figure seemed to emerge.

This power!

In an instant, Ling Feng's eyelids twitched violently, a slight...

An aura resembling the power of the abyss!
However, that aura vanished in an instant, leaving Ling Feng puzzled.

Is this...an illusion?

On the arena, number 129 suddenly ripped forward with both hands, and five twisted, dark purple claw-like beams, seemingly capable of tearing through space, crossed and grabbed at Sariel.

Sariel's face turned deathly pale. She gritted her teeth and frantically poured the remaining divine power into the Star Shield while retreating rapidly.

Click!

The Star Shield shattered after only a moment!
The remaining claws swept fiercely across Sariel's body!
puff!
Sariel coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the edge of the arena. His robe on his left shoulder was shattered, and several deep, bone-revealing wounds were left on his shoulder. His aura instantly weakened.

"Lord Sariel!"

The audience gasped in shock and indignation.

In the first battle, the former tenth-ranked god-throne powerhouse was defeated!
And they were defeated so thoroughly!

The atmosphere in the entire arena instantly became oppressive.

The audience in the seatless Jingyu was silent, with many faces showing anger and resentment.

Si You's icy voice rang out at the opportune moment: "The Tenth God Throne, Sariel, has lost the ability to fight. Challenger, number 129, wins. He temporarily takes over the position of the Tenth God Throne."

The barrier opened, and medical personnel immediately rushed forward to carry the seriously injured Sariel away for treatment.

The 129th Guardian of Annihilation flew up expressionlessly and landed on the tenth sacred pillar that originally belonged to Sariel. He sat down indifferently and began to receive the nourishment of the divine power to recover from his exhaustion.

"asshole!"

In the preparation area, a tall, bronze-skinned man carrying a giant sword roared.

This person is none other than Fitz, a powerful figure in the No-Seat Silent Domain Sequence 1!

"How dare you so severely injure Lord Sariel! I challenge you!"

With a roar, Fitz strode forward, his sword pointing at the newly appointed Tenth God Throne Guard No. 129, and shouted, "Seatless Realm, Number 1 Fitz, challenge the Tenth God Throne!"

Si You glanced at him and nodded slightly. "Challenge in effect."

The barrier rose again.

Fitz roared as he charged into the ring, brandishing his greatsword and slashing at number 129 with immense power.

However, Number 129, who had just fought a fierce battle with Sariel, showed no panic whatsoever, and even a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Three rounds!

Just three rounds later!

Fitz's greatsword was knocked away by the opponent's palm, followed by a heavy knee strike to his abdomen.

"Pfft-!"

Fitz's eyes bulged out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. He was sent flying backward like a shrimp, crashing into the barrier and losing consciousness.

Crush!

This was almost a one-sided crushing defeat!

The whole place was dead silent.

The last glimmer of hope on the faces of the audience in the silent zone was completely shattered, leaving only despair and fear.

That's Fitz from Sequence 1!
He almost represents the pinnacle of combat power among the first-level clergy of the Silent Realm.

In the preparation area, several other seatless level one clergymen who had been eager to fight turned pale and subconsciously took a half step back, completely losing their courage to challenge.

Is this the true strength of the Silent Guard?
It seems they don't even qualify to be supporting characters in this year's seating arrangement challenge.

If you don't want to get a beating, you'd better stay quietly to the side.

Ling Feng stood in the corner, expressionless, but his eyes grew increasingly cold.

However, these people were not his targets!

The challenge then continued.

"The Silent Guard, number 93, challenges the Ninth Throne, the Void God, Abaddon!"

After a fierce battle, Abaddon's Void Aura was countered by a strange devouring power, and he was ultimately defeated with a single punch that shattered his protective divine light, leaving him severely injured.

"The Guardian of Annihilation, number 86, challenges the Eighth God Throne, the God of Life, Gabriel!"

Gabriel's face turned ashen. He had thought that by clinging to Metatron's coattails, his position would be unshakeable, but he hadn't expected to be targeted after all.

His life-giving divine power grants him extremely strong regenerative abilities, but his offensive power is slightly weaker.

His opponent, however, possessed an extremely strange, decaying power that could corrode the very essence of life, completely countering him.

After a prolonged battle, Gabriel's divine power was exhausted. He was pierced through the shoulder by a blood-red spear and pinned to the barrier. He screamed in agony as he admitted defeat.

The challenge had only been going on for a little over an hour, and the tenth, ninth, eighth...

Three divine thrones changed hands in succession!
Moreover, without exception, they all suffered defeat in the first battle!
This day, things are finally going to change! (End of Chapter)