Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The winner of the eighth round has not yet been determined.

The most promising candidate was Emperor Tianyun, but no one expected that Kui Fang would also break into the eighth layer of the cloud sea with his reckless courage.

After Kui Fang, Qingyu Demon Lord, Liuyuan Emperor, and Napushe Venerable also entered the eighth layer of the cloud sea one after another, leaving Jiang Sheng alone in the entire seventh layer of the cloud sea for a time.

Jiang Sheng didn't care about this at all. He repeatedly impacted the steely sea surface, using the recoil to activate his body and stimulate the medicinal effects. Jiang Sheng's physical condition was getting better and better.

This state is not only reflected in the physical body; the flesh, bones, meridians, acupoints, and even the internal organs are all changing amidst the vibrations and the feedback from the medicine, and even Jiang Sheng's soul has become clearer.

This state is excellent, like a warm-up, ready to face intense, high-intensity combat.

The seventh layer of cloud sea restrictions no longer had much effect on Jiang Sheng.

Therefore, when the Spring and Autumn God, the Hundred Flowers Fairy, the Yingtian Demon Lord, and the Duoming Daoist arrived at the seventh layer of the cloud sea, they felt a soaring and sharp spirit.

"What is that?!"

As the Spring and Autumn God looked up, he saw a streak of azure light shooting straight into the sky, stirring up countless waves. Accompanied by the churning of clouds and mist in the sea of ​​clouds, amidst the swirling fog, the azure light actually broke through the surface of the seventh layer of the sea of ​​clouds and disappeared into the eighth layer.

"That is…"

"Penglai Spirit Abyss?!"

The Demon Lord Yingtian sensed Jiang Sheng's soaring spirit and, after a moment's thought, decided to give it a try: since Jiang Sheng was doing this, he must have his reasons.

Thinking of Kui Fang and then Jiang Sheng, Ying Tian Yaojun felt as if he had grasped something key. Then, a true dragon appeared in the clouds, its body was 100,000 feet long, with two wings on its back, four claws and two horns.

Yinglong!

It represents the innate sacredness, auspiciousness, and orthodoxy, and is also a symbol of royal authority and dignity.

Yingtian, the demon lord in disguise, let out a long roar and, mimicking Jiang Sheng's appearance, accelerated towards the sea. Then, with a muffled thud, Yingtian's vision went black, and he felt dizzy: "It's over! I've been tricked by Penglai Lingyuan and Jilei Mountain Kui Fang!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and then Yingtian Demon Lord's entire dragon slumped limply into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

"What is Ying Tian doing?"

"Has he lost his mind?!"

Bai Ming, the demon lord who had just entered the seventh layer of the cloud sea, couldn't quite understand the thoughts of the young prince of the Yinglong clan in the Kuocang Realm.

A voice came from the side: "He is imitating the actions of True Lord Lingyuan and Demon Lord Kuifang, thinking that as long as he is brave and fearless, he can rush out."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mingyaojun couldn't help but laugh: "If brute force alone could break through, those with Mahayana cultivation would have already broken through the Ninefold Cloud Sea long ago."

“The surface of each layer of the sea of ​​clouds is restricted by the Longevity Emperor, and no one can escape except through the air vents. He knew this, yet he still thought he could just crash through it.”

"Besides, we've tried this trick before. If it really works, why would we bother searching for a breathing hole?"

There are many intelligent people in the myriad realms, and every one of them who can cultivate to the upper three realms, whether human, god, ghost, or demon, is not a fool.

After entering this eighth level, some people tried to bump into the sea to see if they could gain anything, but after bumping into it several times, they only saw stars and had a headache, and gained nothing else.

Not everyone has accumulated as many immortal fruits as Jiang Sheng, and not everyone has Jiang Sheng's awareness, being able to consume all the immortal fruits in the environment of the seventh level just to fight for a chance to make a comeback.

They did not possess Jiang Sheng's physical body and internal organs, which were reshaped by the fruits of the world, nourished by merit and fortune, and tempered by the Xuanhuang Qi, nor did they have the medicinal energy accumulated by Jiang Sheng from devouring countless immortal fruits.

Therefore, ramming the sea surface would not be beneficial to them; in fact, it would only slow down their progress.

As for Kui Fang…

Kui Fang didn't care about the progress; he participated in this Dharma banquet for the sake of enjoyment.

Whether it's fighting or speeding, he doesn't care as long as it's enjoyable.

This level was the perfect paradise for Kui Fang. He even wanted to rush up to the ninth level of the cloud sea and then plunge back to the first level to start all over again!
Many reasonable ways of thinking cannot be applied to Kui Fang.

However, it is clear that Ying Tian Yaojun's understanding of Kui Fang is still insufficient.

He knew that Kui Fang was a reckless and stubborn man, but he still retained some empathy and subconsciously considered the benefits of Kui Fang's actions.

But Yingtian Demon Lord didn't know that Kui Fang didn't care about these things at all, so Yingtian Demon Lord was wrong, and his attempt only brought him a headache.

When Yingtian Demon Lord finally managed to recover from his dizziness, he looked at Baiming Demon Lord beside him with a half-smile, and became furious. With a roar, he charged towards Baiming Demon Lord.

With a dragon's roar, the Demon Lord Yingtian raised his hand and unleashed a furious dragon heart-piercing claw attack.

The ten-thousand-foot-long true dragon claw plunged into the sea of ​​clouds, directly grabbing at the demon heart of the White Bright Demon Lord. Once this claw firmly grasps the heart, not only will the demon heart be pulled out, but the divine soul will also be dragged out!
A look of astonishment flashed across Bai Ming Demon Lord's face, and his original intention to look down on Ying Tian Demon Lord with scorn vanished: "Ying Tian! Are you insane?!"

Bai Ming, the demon lord, roared, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to! You want to mock me? You want to say I'm stupid? I'm not stupid, I can see through you!"

"Since you want to mock me, then let's have a good fight here and see if your Heavenly Brightness Palace's Brightness Divine Light is more powerful or my Canghuang Mountain's Yellow Heaven Ten Thousand Victory Divine Thunder is stronger!"

Before he finished speaking, Ying Tian Demon Lord raised his palm and made a grasping motion. In the seventh layer of the cloud sea, streaks of golden and yellow lightning flashed. In the next instant, a deep and mighty heavenly divine thunder poured down, releasing bursts of dazzling golden lightning in the seventh layer of the cloud sea.

"Ok?"

Duoming Daoist glanced into the distance, and if he wasn't mistaken, there seemed to be dazzling lightning flashing deep within the swirling sea of ​​clouds.

However, none of this mattered to him anymore, as Daoist Duoming had already found the pore leading to the eighth layer of the cloud sea.

A few breaths later, when the seventh layer of the cloud sea became chaotic due to the battle between the Demon Lord Yingtian and the Demon Lord Baiming, Daoist Duoming had already entered the eighth layer of the cloud sea.

As soon as he entered the eighth layer of the cloud sea, Daoist Duoming saw a tall and burly figure fall from above. This figure was covered in lightning and thunder, with arcs of electricity leaping and surging on its horns. Even with its eyes rolled back, it could not hide the domineering and violent aura of thunder that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness.

"This one looks like the Demon Lord Kuifang from Jilei Mountain in Jurong Realm?!"

Duoming Daoist hesitated for a moment as he looked at the demon lord Kuifang, whose life or death was unknown. Just as he was about to leave, he heard another whooshing sound. He looked up and saw a Daoist in a green crown and black robe.

"That's the True Lord of Penglai Lingyuan from the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School?!"

Looking at Kui Fang and Jiang Sheng falling one after the other, Daoist Duoming felt a little panicked and confused: Is this eighth layer of cloud sea really this dangerous?

...

The winner of the eighth round has been decided.

With his incredibly strong physical body and unbreakable skull, Kui Fang shattered the Heavenly Fortune Emperor's dream of becoming number one.

Perhaps even the Heavenly Emperor himself never imagined that he, who held the reins of destiny, would lose to Lei Mangzi and Tie Tou Han, who were famous throughout the myriad realms.

Emperor Tianyun could accept losing to Jiang Sheng, Emperor Liuyuan, Emperor Shenxiao, and others; he could even accept losing to Emperor Chunqiu or Fairy Baihua.

But he lost to Kui Fang, and Kui Fang won by doing so without any skill or thought, purely out of stubbornness. How could Emperor Tianyun bear this?
Although he came in second place, in the eyes of the Heavenly Fortune Emperor, this second place was the greatest mockery, constantly reminding him that he had lost to a reckless man who had no strategy and relied solely on his stubbornness.

However, the ranking in the eighth round is not up to Emperor Tianyun.

In the final eighth round, the top five were Kui Fang, Tianyun Emperor, Liuyuan Emperor, Jiang Sheng, and Duoming Daoren.

Following closely behind were Qingyu Demon Lord, Napushe Venerable, Spring and Autumn God Lord, Hundred Flower Fairy, and Shenxiao Emperor Lord.

As for Ying Tian Demon Lord, who initially ranked well, due to his conflict with Bai Ming Demon Lord, both of them fell to the 15th place and were squeezed behind by Jin Ni Demon Lord, Zhen Guang Fairy, Pu Hua, Mi Yin and Bai Sui Xing Jun.

Although he came in eleventh place, the Golden Lion Demon Lord always felt that something was wrong, especially when he saw the undisguised hostility between the Ying Tian Demon Lord and the Bai Ming Demon Lord. The Golden Lion Demon Lord always felt that there was something wrong with these two.

It's as if they deliberately stirred up trouble, not wanting to be in the top ten.

After this thought came to mind, the Golden Lion Demon Lord looked at the people below the top ten: the True Light Fairy of the Three Realms, the Puhua Venerable of the Pure Lotus Temple, the Miyin Venerable of the Floating Pagoda Temple, the Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord of the Myriad Realms, then the Yingtian of the Kuocang Realm, the Baiming of the Weiyu Realm, the Zhidu Venerable of the Kongfei Realm, and the Wanmu Divine Lord of the Qingguang Realm... In an instant, a spark of inspiration seemed to appear in the Golden Lion Demon Lord's mind, but she couldn't grasp it, which made the Golden Lion Demon Lord feel a little irritated: What exactly is wrong?
However, the Golden Lion Demon Lord didn't have time to think about that. With the first twenty-four people passing the test, the rest were naturally defeated.

The Demon Kings Huang Zhao and Kong Ling from the Demon Emperor's Palace, the Venerable Xingyue from the Golden Cicada Temple, the Rebirth King from the Heavenly Dragon Temple, the kid Bai Jia, as well as Mi Jian from the Floating Pagoda Temple and Putai from the Bright Light Temple, none of them made it into the top twenty-four.

These renowned Mahayana demon lords, Buddhist venerables, and Dharma protectors seem to have intentionally or unintentionally relinquished their positions in the top twenty-four.

The Golden Lion Demon Lord pondered, seemingly understanding something, yet also seemingly understanding nothing at all…

Meanwhile, in the Lingxiao Palace, the Floating Cloud Immortal Lord, who seemed to have lost his mind in the seventh level and deliberately surrounded Jiang Sheng before being defeated, was now sipping fine wine with a smile, looking at the twenty-four people who had made it to the end from among the geniuses of all the heavens and myriad races, his smile never fading.

Not only that, Immortal Lord Fuyun looked at Venerable Zhenhe, who was standing silently to the side as if all the commotion had nothing to do with him, and handed him a wine cup with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhenhe, why don't you drink some wine?"

"Everyone here in the Lingxiao Palace is having a great time, so why is Fellow Daoist Zhenhe so aloof? It won't do if you can't fit in..."

Looking at the smiling Immortal Lord Fuyun, Venerable Zhenhe really wanted to smash a wine cup on the old fox's face, but Venerable Zhenhe held back. He snorted coldly, his voice not loud and without any attempt to conceal it: "Shameless old fox, deliberately losing to Penglai Lingyuan in order to escape, you have completely disgraced the Great Ascension Realm!"

Immortal Lord Fuyun was slightly taken aback upon hearing this: "Oh? So Fellow Daoist Zhenhe didn't intentionally lose to Penglai Lingyuan in the sixth trial?"

"I thought you were deliberately holding back, but it turns out you really didn't fight."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Zhenhe's eyes almost blazed with fire: "You!"

However, Immortal Lord Fuyun still smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, let bygones be bygones. We are not participants now, so why not just be spectators and watch the heroes from all sides compete?"

Venerable Zhenhe remained silent, while Immortal Lord Fuyun turned away to socialize with others.

As a Mahayana practitioner of the Zhenxiao Dao Sect, Immortal Lord Fuyun, like Daoist Lord Qiongyun, was adept at social interaction and had extensive connections.

Now that Daoist Qiongyun has transformed into the Longevity Emperor of the Heavenly Court, Immortal Lord Fuyun also holds a position in the Heavenly Court. Although he was defeated at the seventh level of the Fruit Rank Banquet, Immortal Lord Fuyun does not care about such things.

His position had long been prepared for him by Daoist Qiongyun: the position of the Golden Virtue Taibai Star Lord, one of the Five Virtues and Five Towns Stars of the Heavenly Court, and the position of the Western Qi Heavenly Bright Emperor was reserved for him.

Looking at the gloomy-faced Venerable Zhenhe, Immortal Lord Fuyun shook his head, then chatted and laughed with the group of Immortal Lords beside him: The Heavenly Court may not be a good place for these stubborn people who don't know the times or the will of Heaven, but for him, Immortal Lord Fuyun, the Heavenly Court is really too happy.

...

The clouds disperse from all directions, and palaces appear on the horizon.

As the eighth stage of the Fruition Banquet came to an end, Jiang Sheng, Kui Fang, Emperor Tianyun, and twenty-four others appeared in the Nine Heavens Palace, inside the Lingxiao Palace.

As all the immortals, Buddhas, and saints looked at him, even the most arrogant and reckless individuals bowed respectfully without overstepping their bounds.

Qiongyun Daojun smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the twenty-four talents who have made it to the final stage of this competition for the position are all here. I request Your Majesty to personally set up the ninth stage to determine the final winner."

The Golden Emperor slowly nodded, his gaze calmly sweeping over the twenty-four people beneath the twelve golden tassels.

Jiang Sheng, Kui Fang, Emperor Tianyun, Emperor Shenxiao, Daoist Duoming…

Wherever the Golden Emperor's gaze fell, everyone behaved themselves properly, showing no trace of the arrogance of a prodigy.

Immediately, the Golden Palace Heavenly Emperor withdrew his gaze and nodded in satisfaction.

In an instant, that invisible pressure dissipated completely, and even the Great Ascension cultivators like Emperor Tianyun and Emperor Liuyuan couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the Golden Emperor did not release any pressure, his casual glance was enough to make even the most arrogant and unruly celestial demons become respectful and courteous.

The True Yang, who governs all realms and is the supreme Heavenly Emperor of the Three Realms, has every move that is a celestial phenomenon and every word that is a law. Who can truly face him with composure?

“You are all heroes.”

"To stand out from all the myriad realms and all the races of beings and reach this point, to stand before me, is enough to prove that you are not only brave and resourceful, but also blessed with good fortune and luck."

"Having passed the tests of immortals, Buddhas, saints, and gods, you have been tested on your abilities and refined your hearts. Since you have passed all the tests, you must be outstanding talents with excellent supernatural abilities, strategic wisdom, and moral character."

"Therefore, I will no longer test your skills and methods with any kind of checkpoints, but will let you determine the winner and the winner based on your strength."

As he spoke, the Golden Palace Emperor slightly raised his hand, and in an instant, accompanied by the earth shaking in the Lingxiao Palace, an enormous fighting platform appeared in the Lingxiao Palace.

Jiang Sheng, Kui Fang, Emperor Liu Yuan, Emperor Shen Xiao, and others were all sucked into the fighting arena and landed on the wide platform square.

The wide, flat plaza was divided into east and west sides, with twelve areas formed by rising golden light.

At this moment, Daoist Qiongyun's voice came again: "This trial is the final test personally set by His Majesty."

"You twenty-four people are divided into twelve groups, east and west. You will compete in pairs. The winners will advance and the losers will retreat. The last one to emerge victorious will be the leader of this banquet and will be granted the position of the Heavenly Lord of Justice."

After saying that, a chaotic, shimmering, and mysteriously radiant position slowly solidified and hung atop the dueling platform.

The position of the Heavenly Ruler of Justice!

Jiang Sheng gazed at the sacred site, the Judicial Heavenly Lord Seal in his sleeve trembling, urgently indicating his desire to merge with the sacred site and become perfect again.

As he calmed the Heavenly Judicial Monarch Seal in his sleeve, Jiang Sheng remained perfectly composed: This position originally belonged to the Eastern Heavenly Daoist family. If the Golden Palace Heavenly Emperor forcibly carved it out and placed it here for everyone to fight over, the prestige of this position would have been greatly diminished.

Perhaps this is what the Golden Palace Heavenly Emperor would like to see.

However, Jiang Sheng's hands, hidden in his sleeves, slowly clenched: If His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor behaves like this, don't blame him for obeying orders but not summons in the future.

"Now, the ninth level begins. You are all unparalleled talents, possessing great fortune and wielding great supernatural powers. Since that's the case, let's settle this with a battle of wits!"

As soon as Daoist Qiongyun finished speaking, an invisible force rippled, and the twelve areas on the originally flat and wide fighting platform, which were divided by golden light, suddenly rose up and transformed into twelve high platforms. The first competition had begun!
Jiang Sheng stood on the high platform, quietly watching his opponent.

The twenty-four people were randomly divided into groups, and Jiang Sheng's opponent was the Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord.

When the Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord realized that his first battle would be against the renowned Penglai Spirit Abyss, his heart sank.

Leaving aside how Jiang Sheng defeated the Golden-haired Hou in the third trial, in the sixth trial, Jiang Sheng almost took the life of Venerable Zhenhe, a Mahayana practitioner from the Western Paradise.

At this moment, facing this prominent figure of the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School and the contemporary leader of the Mysterious Sect of All Heavens, it would be a lie to say that the Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord was not apprehensive.

Taking a deep breath, the Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord said, "True Lord Lingyuan, I never thought I could reach this point."

“I know I am no match for you, but I want to see just how big the gap is between us. I hope you will be so kind as to enlighten me.”

Faced with such a polite centenarian star lord, Jiang Sheng couldn't refuse, so he nodded and said, "In that case, please make your move, Star Lord."

Seeing that Jiang Sheng had asked him to make the first move, the Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord had an idea and immediately used his supernatural powers.

In an instant, it seemed as if an endless Milky Way flowed, and billions of stars shone brightly. Among those countless stars, bright and large stars stood high in the sky, transforming into a star array.

The Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord unleashed all his divine power, summoning his natal treasure to activate the star formation and lock onto Jiang Sheng's aura:

"The myriad laws of the Milky Way flow through the void for a thousand years!"

In an instant, starlight cascaded down like a waterfall, piercing through time and spanning the years, as if to wash away chaos and cleanse the universe.

Jiang Sheng gazed at the overwhelming torrent of starlight and slowly raised his sword: "Severing Heaven - Cutting Time".

In an instant, the Hundred-Year-Old Star Lord seemed to see the surging river of time being severed by a single sword, and all the heavens and myriad realms falling into stagnation.

A moment later, a voice rang out:

"East District, Penglai Lingyuan vs. Wanqiejie Baisui."

"Penglai Lingyuan, victorious!" (End of Chapter)