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"Is this the King's royal procession?"

"The King has arrived? The King himself is attending the Conference of Extraordinary Beings?"

"That can't be right. The king has never shown up at any previous gatherings of extraordinary individuals, so why this year..."

"Are you stupid? Don't you know what's going on this year? The Extraordinary People Conference was held ahead of schedule, and so many old monsters have come. How could the King not come to keep an eye on things?"

"Is that His Majesty in that carriage?"

"Besides His Majesty, who is qualified to ride in this imperial carriage?"

The murmurs echoed from one end of the market to the other.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the valley.

People sitting on the stone steps of the training ground stood up and craned their necks to look towards the valley entrance.

The leaders and representatives of various sects who had been sitting in the pavilion also stood up and looked in the direction of the carriage.

Inside the pavilion, Lu Xuanji remained seated, only slightly narrowing his eyes.

Zhang Jingxu, sitting opposite him, was also in the same spot, holding a string of prayer beads in her hand, which were spinning a beat slower than before.

Throughout the entire back valley, thousands of eyes were fixed on the carriage parked next to the training ground.

The carriage curtains were drawn, obscuring the view inside.

But everyone knows that there is only one person in the entire Great Xia Dynasty who can have Fang Yuan, the commander of the Imperial Guards, personally act as his coachman, who can have the Imperial Guards escort him from the front and back, and who can have four white horses with golden bridles pulling his carriage!

The ruler of the Great Xia Kingdom has come in person!

After the carriage came to a stop, Fang Yuan jumped down from the carriage shaft.

He didn't lift the curtain immediately, but turned to face the training ground and glanced around.

Then he turned to the side and lifted the carriage curtain.

Then, a figure stepped out of the car.

A black hooded trench coat, a white T-shirt, dark jeans, and white sneakers.

She was in her early twenties, with delicate features and a slender figure.

He stood on the carriage shaft, glanced around the valley, and then jumped off the carriage.

Then a charming woman jumped off the car, her heels clicking crisply on the bluestone slab.

Immediately afterwards, a cool-looking woman came down from the other side and stood quietly half a step behind the man.

The training ground fell completely silent.

The quiet was completely different from when the carriage had entered.

The silence just now was filled with anticipation, curiosity, and a nervous anticipation of meeting an important person.

The silence at that moment was filled with astonishment.

"Who...who is this?"

"Not the king? How come he's a young man?"

"How could someone arriving in the king's royal carriage be a completely unfamiliar young man?"

"Chu Nan! It's the Chu Nan who beat up Yan Zonghan in Wangjing!"

These words were like a pebble thrown into the center of a lake.

Ripples spread outwards from the center of the training ground in concentric circles.

The expressions on the faces of the representatives from various factions who were originally preparing to welcome the emperor changed several times in a few breaths.

"Chu Nan? Is that the Chu Nan who reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm in his early twenties?"

"He arrived in the royal carriage? Did the king lend him the royal carriage?"

"What does this mean? The king is sending a young man in his early twenties to the conference in his royal carriage?"

"The king is telling everyone that Chu Nan is his man."

"It's not just telling them, it's publicly supporting Chu Nan in front of all the extraordinary people in the world."

A buzz of discussion arose.

People on the stone steps whispered among themselves, and even the stall owners in the market forgot about doing business and gathered together to discuss the matter.

Chu Nan ignored the stares and led Xia Wantang and Jiang Yingxue towards the viewing platform.

I had only taken a few steps when a voice rang out from the crowd.

"Brother Chu."

Chu Nan stopped in his tracks.

The crowd parted automatically, and a young man in a dark blue martial robe stepped out.

Ming Yanzhao walked up to Chu Nan and said with a smile, "Brother Chu, we meet again."

"The Fourth Young Master of Ming".

Ming Yanzhao glanced at the carriage behind Chu Nan, then at the bewildered onlookers around him, and his smile deepened. "I heard that the Emperor was leaving the palace today, and I thought it was His Majesty himself. I didn't expect it to be Brother Chu."

He paused, then lowered his voice, "Brother Chu, you are now the most influential person in the capital. You are probably the first person in history to come to this meeting in the imperial carriage."

Chu Nan smiled helplessly, "I didn't want to either, but this is the imperial decree, what can I do?"

Ming Yanzhao laughed and patted Chu Nan on the shoulder, "Being favored by the Emperor is already a great blessing, so don't complain."

"In short, compete well and don't let the king down."

After saying that, he bowed to Xia Wantang and Jiang Yingxue, then turned and returned to the crowd.

The gap in the crowd closed again, and the chatter was even louder than before.

Should we have a proper competition?

Does this mean I have to engage in a martial arts competition?

Chu Nan frowned and walked towards the viewing platform.

There were three empty seats in the first row, clearly reserved for him.

After he sat down, Xia Wantang and Jiang Yingxue sat on either side of him. Qian Xinya sat in the back row and nodded to Chu Nan.

After Chu Nan sat down, he carefully examined the entire venue.

The training ground was much larger than he had imagined, with stone steps leading up in circles, and it was already full of people.

He roughly counted that there were at least 1,500 people in the room.

Among them, there are two or three hundred who have reached the level of "Baodan" or above, countless who have reached the level of "Huajin", and at least a hundred who are at the level of "Grandmaster".

He could even sense dozens of auras from a Grandmaster.

In the distant pavilion, Lu Xuanji and Zhang Jingxu sat in their respective places without exchanging a word.

Fang Yuan stood at the entrance of the training ground, whispering something to several guards.

After waiting for about 15 minutes, a middle-aged man wearing a gray-white Taoist robe came out from behind the stone platform.

He had a thin face, three long wisps of beard, held a whisk in his hand, and walked with a steady gait. Behind him were two young Taoist boys carrying incense burners.

Fang Yuan whispered, "The current Celestial Master, Zhang Ruoxuan, was promoted by Longxiang Mountain and is nominally the leader of the magic world, but in reality..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Chu Nan already knew that the true number one person in the world of magic was Lu Xuanji, the old geomancer sitting in the shade.

"By the grace of His Majesty, I will preside over this gathering of extraordinary individuals. However, before we officially begin, there is something I must announce."

Zhang Ruoxuan didn't waste any words. He directly took out a jade scroll from his sleeve, unfolded it, and read aloud: "Imperial Edict. Chu Nan of Beihai, at the age of twenty, has reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm and defeated Yan Zonghan at Wangjing Plain, demonstrating the might of the extraordinary individuals of Great Xia. Therefore, there is no need for a competition; he is directly designated as the champion of this year's Prodigy Ranking and Dragon Tiger Ranking!"

These words caused an uproar in the stands.

"What?! Being number one on the Prodigy Ranking is one thing, but also number one on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking?"

"The Dragon and Tiger Ranking is a Grandmaster Ranking! He's only in his early twenties, how did he manage to reach the top so quickly?"

"He defeated Yan Zonghan, who was at the peak of the Grandmaster level and half a step into the Celestial Realm. What's wrong with Chu Nan being number one on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking?"

"That doesn't mean he can be crowned number one right away, does it? Yan Zonghan was only in the top ten before. Even if he made a breakthrough in his seclusion, he would at most be among the top three. How can Chu Nan be directly named number one just because he beat someone in the top three?"

"Can you beat Yan Zonghan?"

"I...I can't beat them..."

"That settles it then."

As everyone was arguing, a young man shouted, "I'm not convinced! The number one on the Prodigy Ranking should show his true skills; at least beat me before I'll accept it!"

His words resonated with countless people.

"I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced!"

Just as the younger generation was shouting, a figure swept down from the top of the stone steps, passed through the gaps between more than a dozen rows of spectators, and landed in the center of the training ground.

Grandmaster!

At least mid-stage Grandmaster!

"Don't even mention the younger generation being dissatisfied; even I, the old man, am not convinced!"

As soon as he spoke, someone recognized his identity.

The only unaffiliated cultivator among the Grandmasters—Steelback Bear Lion Yan Tiexin!

Upon seeing him take the stage, some of the younger generation also went up and shouted, and even a few grandmasters joined in.

They all want to compete with Chu Nan!

Some were genuinely indignant, some were unaware of the facts, and some wanted to take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Fang Yuan frowned and was about to order his men to maintain order, but before he could speak, a gray figure appeared in the air above the arena.

The newcomer was wearing a gray, coarse cloth robe, had gray hair, and was thin.

He stood in mid-air, doing nothing, but the air in the entire training ground seemed to be suppressed by something emanating from him.

Everyone unconsciously fell silent.

Then an invisible force suddenly burst forth, and everyone on the stage was sent flying one by one!

Although they weren't injured, their faces were frighteningly pale.

"this……"

"They swept them all away without even making a single move?"

"Who is that person? Their aura is terrifying."

"Can't you feel it? Even a Grandmaster at the peak might not feel this kind of pressure."

The sounds of discussion rose and fell on the stone steps.

Those who had been ousted from the stage looked at each other, none of them daring to go back up.

Zhang Ruoxuan's expression was rather unpleasant, after all, he was the host of the conference personally appointed by the king, but now things had turned out like this.

But his opponent's imposing aura and the exquisite skill of sweeping the arena with a single hand, despite their different levels of cultivation, was something he could never contend with.

Therefore, he could only patiently say, "This... senior, the Extraordinary People Conference has its own rules, so please..."

The man in the gray robe had very high cheekbones and deep-set eyes; his eyes looked like two black pearls buried in withered bones.

He glanced at Zhang Ruoxuan. "Rules? What kind of rules are those!"

Zhang Ruoxuan was furious, but she couldn't refute him.

The gray-robed man withdrew his gaze and looked at Chu Nan.

Chu Nan extended his senses and touched the other party's aura, as if touching a bottomless deep sea.

He had only ever felt this kind of oppressive feeling from Kim Moo-won.

It's obvious that the other party, like Jin Wuyuan, is a Celestial Being!

"I am Yuan Xuyuan, the patriarch of the Yuan family."

The gray-robed man's voice wasn't loud, but every word resonated like a bell striking a stone platform, its echo lingering long afterward. "Boy, you possess the secret to ascending above the Celestial Realm. Hand it over, and I'll guarantee your safety. Don't... Hmph!"

Zhang Ruoxuan looked up abruptly, "Senior Yuan! This is the Extraordinary People Conference, you..."

"Shut up!"

Yuan Xuyuan glanced at Zhang Ruoxuan, his tone filled with undisguised contempt, "You, this so-called Celestial Master, are nothing but a puppet propped up by the royal family. In the entire world of sorcerers, only that old codger Lu Xuanji can say a few words to me. You are not qualified!"

These words caused another moment of silence in the room.

This is the truth, and it is a well-known fact throughout the entire world of supernatural beings.

But no one ever brings it up in public.

Faced with such blatant humiliation, Zhang Ruoxuan's hand holding the whisk trembled uncontrollably.

He is a grandmaster, but when facing celestial beings, there is no difference between a grandmaster and an ordinary person.

"Yuan Xuyuan".

An aged voice came from inside the pavilion. Lu Xuanji finally spoke, "The rules of the conference were set by the royal family. If you want to cause trouble, go elsewhere."

Yuan Xuyuan turned to look at him, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth: "Lu Xuanji, I'm giving you face, but don't stop me from doing this. This kid holds the secret to advancing above the Celestial Realm. How many people have been stuck at the Celestial Realm threshold for hundreds of years?"

"Why was the Extraordinary People Conference brought forward? You and I both know the answer. The one in the palace is nearing the end of his life and wants to find the path we all want to find before he dies, and this kid knows how to walk that path!"

Upon hearing this, the entire training ground fell completely silent.

Of all the people present, not many knew the truth behind the early opening of the Extraordinary People Conference.

Now, the patriarch of the Yuan family has actually revealed the truth?

After hearing this, Chu Nan finally understood the situation.

Yuan Xuyuan's purpose in showing himself was simple: to get him to reveal the secret of ascending to the level of a Celestial Being.

Moreover, judging from his words, the entire Extraordinary People Conference was convened ahead of schedule because the emperor in the palace was nearing the end of his life and wanted to gather all the celestial beings in the world to discuss the possibility of exploring the realm above the celestial beings.

Chu Nan knew he couldn't stay any longer, so he stood up and cupped his hands towards Yuan Xuyuan, saying, "Senior Yuan, Jin Wuyuan and I only have some speculations; we don't actually know the method to break through to the Celestial Realm."

Yuan Xuyuan stared at him for a few moments, then sneered, "Boy, it seems you don't take me seriously!"

The next second, he raised his hand and struck!

There was no buildup, no warning.

With a casual wave of his hand, a grayish-white energy shot out from his palm, so fast that even Chu Nan's senses couldn't react in time.

Chu Nan felt the white jade thumb ring on his left thumb suddenly light up, and a beam of green light exploded from the ring, colliding with the gray-white energy.

The azure light shattered into countless specks of light, and the ring cracked with a "snap," falling off Chu Nan's finger and landing on the ground, broken in two.

The grayish-white energy was mostly neutralized by the blue light, and the remaining wisp grazed Chu Nan's shoulder, leaving a bottomless crack in the stone steps behind him!

The first row of stone steps, extending all the way to the top row, totaling over a hundred steps, was cut in two by a wisp of residual force.

The people on the stone steps jumped up as if they had been burned, and retreated to both sides.

Chu Nan felt a chill run down his spine. Although that attack was just a casual swipe, if it hadn't been for the ring blocking it, he would already be a corpse.

Yuan Xuyuan was also somewhat surprised, but after seeing the fragments of the ring on the ground, he suddenly realized, "That old man from the Qian family's ring? Interesting, I didn't expect that old guy to actually research something like this."

He looked at Chu Nan again, "But a magic weapon can only block one attack. What will you use to block my next strike?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand again.

"Yuan Xuyuan".

An old but powerful voice came from behind the viewing platform.

Chu Nan turned his head and saw that Old Master Ming was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by Ming Yanzhao, and slowly walking over.

His face was expressionless, but his cloudy old eyes were filled with determination.

"If you want to touch him, you'll have to get past me first."

Grandpa Ming looked at Yuan Xuyuan and said in a calm voice, "My legs have been crippled for decades, but that secret technique is still there."

"Do you want to try? Is it worth it for a Grandmaster to risk everything for a Celestial?"

Yuan Xuyuan's hand stopped.

He looked at Old Master Ming, and his expression changed slightly.

Clearly, he had heard of the Ming family's secret technique.

Back then, Master Ming sacrificed his legs to kill a Celestial Being.

This matter is an open secret within the Celestial Beings' circle.

However, since Old Master Ming has already crippled both legs, even if he uses a secret technique, he might not be able to replace himself.

But he hesitated, because when faced with someone who dares to risk everything, no one wants to gamble on even a one in ten thousand chance.

Just then, a presence came from the direction of the valley entrance.

The aura arrived extremely quickly; it was just outside the valley a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye, it was at the edge of the training ground.

Everyone turned to look, and an old man in a blue robe strode in from the valley entrance.

He was tall, with white hair and beard, a square face, and an imposing presence that commanded respect.

He walked very fast, and with each step he took, the bluestone slab beneath his feet would sink slightly by half an inch.

"The patriarch of the Qian family... Qian Shangzun?"

Old Master Ming whispered a name.

Qian Shangzun stood in front of Chu Nan, facing Yuan Xuyuan, and said calmly, "Yuan Xuyuan, all of that was just Jin Wuyuan's speculation. There's no concrete evidence. Are you going to take action against a junior because of something that hasn't been proven?"

Yuan Xuyuan stared at him, then suddenly laughed, "Qian Shangzun, you stepped forward just to keep this kid's secrets all to yourself, didn't you? Don't pretend to be a good person."

Qian Shangzun sighed, "Since you won't listen to advice, then I'll just have to beat you awake."

"Wake me up? I'd like to see who wakes whom up after all these years without a fight!"

As Yuan Xuyuan spoke, grayish-white energy condensed in his palm, forming a constantly rotating sphere of light.

The sphere of light spun faster and faster, growing larger and larger, tearing the surrounding air and producing a sharp whistling sound.

Qian Shangzun also raised his hand, and a cyan light screen spread out from his palm, like a huge shield, blocking Chu Nan's way.

The two auras collided in mid-air.

"boom--"

The entire training ground was shaking.

The people on the stone steps were pushed about by the blast wave.

Lu Xuanji stood up from the pavilion, flicked his whisk, and a dark yellow light curtain rose from the eight dragon-carved stone pillars around the arena, enveloping the entire martial arts arena.

That was the complete Xuanwu Mountain-Protecting Formation.

The intertwined patterns of tortoise and snake on the light screen moved rapidly, confining the aftershocks of the battle between the celestial beings within the arena.

On the arena, the figures of Yuan Xuyuan and Qian Shangzun were no longer visible.

The gray-white energy and the cyan light curtain clashed wildly in the arena, each collision causing the ground to crack and the stone pillars to shake.

Chu Nan stood at the edge of the arena, watching the two celestial beings fight, and for the first time truly felt the terror of a battle between celestial beings.

The battle between grandmasters is a bombardment, while the battle between celestials and humans is a meteorite attack.

If it weren't for the Xuanwu Formation, this mountain would have been flattened.

Yuan Xuyuan struck out with his palm, and the space around him distorted like crumpled paper as the wind from his palm passed by.

The palm strike, accompanied by a grayish-white shockwave, carved a furrow several feet deep into the arena.

The stone slabs on both sides of the ravine rolled outwards, and gravel flew everywhere. But before those gravel could fly to the edge of the martial arts arena, they were blocked by the light screen of the Xuanwu Formation, bounced back, and smashed into dust on the inner wall of the light screen.

Qian Shangzun dodged the palm strike by sidestepping, formed a hand seal with his right hand, and drew a talisman in the air with his left.

The talisman solidified in mid-air, transforming into a cyan blade of light that slashed towards Yuan Xuyuan.

The light blade moved faster than sound, leaving only a blue trail in the air.

Yuan Xuyuan neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his left arm to take the blow head-on. The light blade struck his arm, producing a crisp metallic clang.

His sleeve was torn to shreds, but only a faint white mark remained on his arm.

The fact that a celestial being's physical body could withstand magic is truly terrifying.

Yuan Xuyuan slapped Qian Shangzun in the chest with his palm.

Qian Shangzun took a half step back, pushed his palms forward, and a cyan light screen condensed in front of him.

The palm strike collided with the light barrier, shattering it into countless points of light. Qian Shangzun was pushed back several steps by the residual force, his feet leaving deep footprints on the stone slab.

But he did not fall. After regaining his balance, he clasped his hands together, and an even thicker cyan light screen re-condensed.

The two exchanged blows on the ring, each move carrying earth-shattering power.

Yuan Xuyuan's palm strike ripped up all the stone slabs on the arena, and Qian Shangzun's magic pulverized the ripped slabs into powder.

The grayish-white energy and cyan light clashed repeatedly on the arena, tearing the air with sharp whistling sounds.

The dragon patterns on the eight dragon-carved stone pillars all lit up, indicating that the Xuanwu Formation was operating at full power, tightly confining the aftershocks of the battle between the celestial beings within the arena.

On the arena, Yuan Xuyuan suddenly stopped and retreated.

He stood at the edge of the arena, his grayish-white energy surging around him.

"Qian Shangzun, if we continue fighting like this, we won't be able to determine a winner even after three days and three nights. Why not settle the matter with one move?"

Qian Shangzun remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

Yuan Xuyuan took a deep breath and clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

Grayish-white energy surged from every pore of his body, condensing above his head, growing thicker and larger with each passing moment.

Finally, it transformed into a massive gray pillar of light, shooting straight into the sky.

The beam of light exploded above the dome, transforming into a gray-white cloud.

The clouds churned and compressed, finally condensing into a giant gray hand that slowly descended from the sky.

That hand was tens of feet wide, covering half the sky.

The palm fell very slowly, but with each inch it fell, the air became heavier.

The stone slabs on the arena began to crack, and the stone pillars began to shake.

Qian Shangzun looked up at the giant gray hand, his expression solemn.

He formed hand seals, and one after another, azure light curtains condensed above his head, layer upon layer, up to seven layers in total.

Each layer of light curtain is like a giant shield, with tortoise and snake patterns moving rapidly across it.

The seven layers of light curtains were stacked together to form a cyan barrier several feet thick.

A giant gray hand descended.

"Snap!"

The first layer of light curtain shattered!

"Snap!"

The second layer shattered!

"Snap!"

The third layer shattered!

The light curtain shattered layer by layer, and with each shattered layer, Qian Shangzun's face paled a little more.

The seventh layer of light curtain deformed violently under the pressure of the gray giant hand, but ultimately did not shatter.

The remaining force of the giant palm was blocked by the seventh layer of light barrier, turning into countless gray energy energies that shot out in all directions.

The energy struck the light screen of the Xuanwu Formation, causing it to shake violently.

Yuan Xuyuan stood on the arena, his chest heaving violently.

That move exhausted most of his true energy. He stared at Qian Shangzun, trying to see how much strength the other party had left.

Qian Shangzun stood there, the seventh layer of light slowly dissipating, yet he remained unharmed. "Yuan Xuyuan, you've used up all your tricks, but I haven't even made my move yet!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xuyuan realized that Qian Shangzun had been using array symbols to fight against him from beginning to end!

They didn't even use their most powerful skills as martial artists!

Yuan Xuyuan's face froze instantly, then he shouted, "How long are you old geezers going to hide? Do you really not want this method to break through to the Celestial Realm?!"