Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

In a short period of time, there were more than ten rays of light that rose, representing the disciples that passed through the ten arenas, sealed off.    

Chen Yu walked to the bottom of a fighting arena. On the fighting stage, there was a slim lady with a giant turtle Spiritual Soul s floating behind her head. The giant turtle was an icy blue color and there was a long snake coiling around the turtle armor on its back.    

It was Situ Lan, her Spiritual Soul was originally a giant tortoise, and Chen Yu had seen it before after the Myriad Spirit Palace had merged with the Spiritual Soul. But now, she could see that her Spiritual Soul had changed, become stronger, and even merged with a black python, it was rather strange.    

Situ Lan's opponent was a warrior at the fifth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage. The Spiritual Soul was a black-toothed white-eyed beast and was not weak, but it was still suppressed by Situ Lan.    

Situ Lan performed her swordsmanship as her sword lights rippled like the billowing waves of the ocean. Each sword strike was infused with the rotating power of water spirits, which was extremely powerful.    

Spirit Accumulation Stage level three. In more than three years of time, Situ Lan had actually reached the realm of Spirit Accumulation Stage level three, and her cultivation was extremely thick as well.    

Thus, one's birth and family background had a great impact on a martial artist's cultivation speed.    

Chen Yu stood still and watched. Beneath the arena, there were many people with unfriendly gazes that carried a cold killing intent. Chen Yu didn't need to think about it to know that these were the disciples of Cyan Sun Peak.    

Ignoring the hostility of the Cyan Sun Peak disciples, Chen Yu continued to watch Situ Lan's fight.    

Situ Lan was actually having some trouble dealing with this opponent. However, her fighting spirit was extremely strong, and she was stronger than her opponent. Her swordsmanship was like raging waves, falling like rain, and flowing like clouds in the sky.    

Finally, Situ Lan's sword broke through her opponent's defenses, and the sword light left a shallow mark on his body. Her opponent immediately retreated to admit defeat.    

Situ Lan won and ignored her opponent. She turned around and looked at Chen Yu, who was standing below the stage.    

Feeling Situ Lan's eyes that were full of fighting spirit, Chen Yu smiled at her.    

"Chen Yu, do you dare to fight me?" Situ Lan spoke in a low voice.    

"You're not my opponent yet!" Chen Yu didn't expect Situ Lan to have changed so much in the past four years. After he thought for a while, he said, "Your match is close to the deadline. If you lose to me, then all the effort before you will have gone to waste!"    

"I don't care!" Situ Lan's tone was cold as she said, "If you dare, then come up and fight!"    

Chen Yu shook his head and turned around, "My opponent today is not you!"    

Staring at Chen Yu's back, a complex look flashed past Situ Lan's eyes. She did not say much, nor did she insist. Instead, it was the Cyan Sun Peak disciples below who glared at Chen Yu with deep hostility.    

Speaking of which, Situ Lan had indeed improved quite a bit in the past four years. Her temperament had also greatly changed, and she had matured a lot compared to four years ago.    

Slowly, Chen Yu continued to wander aimlessly through the 800 arena. In the time it took him to watch Situ Lan's battle, more than twenty combat arenas had been sealed.    

The eight hundred battle arenas had been sealed off for nearly two hundred years, and there wasn't much time left in the first round.    

After circling around, Chen Yu saw Gongsun Hao and Ye Qing who were watching the fight below a martial arena. The two of them were in a somewhat sorry state and their clothes were tattered and they were covered in blood.    

Chen Yu didn't greet the two of them, instead, he stopped under another arena.    

On the arena, a muscular man with a domineering aura thrusted the spear in his hand like a torrential storm. The spear pierced through the Spiritual Soul of his opponent and completely suppressed him.    

The power of thunder and lightning on his spear caused one's heart to palpitate with fear.    

This man, Chen Yu, was very familiar with him. It was Lih Xie, who entered the inner sect with him.    

It had only been a little more than ten seconds since Chen Yu stopped to observe. Lih Xie had pierced into his opponent's chest and lifted him up with a single spear strike. His long hair danced in the air and his aura was extremely fierce and overbearing.    

The third level of Spirit Accumulation Stage!    

When he first entered the Myriad Spirit Palace, Lih Xie was at the ninth level of the Heavenly Astral Stage. In about three and a half years, Lih Xie had crossed the threshold of the Spirit Accumulation Stage and reached the third level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage like Situ Lan. Furthermore, from Chen Yu's perspective, Lih Xie's strength was much stronger than Situ Lan's.    

After the spear landed, Lih Xie also saw Chen Yu. His eyes lit up as he retracted his spear and shouted, "Senior Brother Chen, long time no see. Would you like to spar with me for a bit? "    

Chen Yu shook his head and said, "If we were to meet in the second round, maybe not right now!"    

Lih Xie laughed loudly and looked towards the back of Chen Yu. Behind Liu Tie, a large group of people followed, disciples with Dragon Head Peak, disciples with Small Blue Peak, and some other disciples with peak veins said: "That's right, Senior Brother Chen is troubled, but he is not sparring with me in the first round. Then, I will ask Senior Brother Chen for guidance another day!"    

"Alright!" Chen Yu nodded and continued to walk forward.    

Another fifty to sixty battle arenas were sealed off!    

"Dammit, how long is this fellow going to drag this fight on for?"    

"Could it be that he's not afraid of all the arenas being sealed and he won't have another chance?"    

"He wants to drag us to the last arena so that we won't be able to pass the first round of the Large Competition!" The people who were discussing with Chen Yu suddenly understood and cried out in exasperation.    

Chen Yu looked back and smiled. These people finally understood.    

There was no lack of strong individuals among the Different Peaks disciples who fought Chen Yu in shifts after the competition. If they were unable to pass the first round due to Chen Yu's delay, it would be a huge blow to their mountain range!    

The results of the Large Competition was also a type of inspection for all the mountain ranges. If no one from the sect entered the third round, then it would absolutely be a disgrace to the sect.    

"Despicable, this guy is too despicable!"    

"What should we do? Should we wait for him or go pass the first round first? "    

"…"    

Everyone was discussing and having their own opinions. Soon, some of them left with Chen Yu and went ahead to snatch the competition arena.    

Chen Yu was neither fast nor slow as he continued to stroll around. Soon, he saw Wenn Siling, who was guarding the combat arena on another arena.    

Wenn Siling had also reached the third level of Spirit Accumulation Stage. However, his battle strength was not as good as Lih Xie's, so he couldn't stop fighting with an opponent at the fourth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage.    

After Wenn Siling barely defeated his opponent, Chen Yu chatted with Wenn Siling for a bit before continuing to wander around.    

During this process, another fifty or sixty arenas closed, and the number of disciples following behind Chen Yu decreased by a lot. The majority of them were Dragon Head Peak disciples.    

Dragon Head Peak and Chen Yu's hatred could only be described as irreconcilable, and naturally, they were the most persistent.    

At this time, Chen Yu stopped under another arena.    

In the entire Thousand-zhang Plateau, there were continuously people who succeeded in defending the arena. Spiritual lights rose from the arenas one after another, like a tide.    

On the stage where Chen Yu stopped, there was one person standing, and no one challenging him.    

Chen Yu leaped up onto the arena. To the side of the arena, the judge who was in charge of this arena was surprised.    

"Surnamed Chen, you dare to challenge me?" The person on the stage narrowed his eyes and sized Chen Yu up. Anger flashed across his face as if he was humiliated.    

"You don't dare?" Chen Yu sneered and said, "When you used the rotation battle to defeat Lin Ji and occupied this arena, you should have known that I would repay you for what you did to Lin Ji. Have you occupied this arena for nearly two hours? I will also let you taste the feeling that two hours of hard work has been completely wasted! "    

This person was the person who defeated Lin Ji earlier, Xue Zhanfeng.    

"Haha, you're only at the ninth level of the Heavenly Astral Stage, how dare you boast so shamelessly!" Xue Zhan Feng was first enraged to the extreme, then he purposefully laughed loudly. "Fine, let's first pay a bit of interest for Elder Yi's death!"    

As he spoke, a Spiritual Soul rose from Xue Zhan Feng's body. It was an incomparably ferocious Blue Ape. This Blue Ape was enormous in size and emitted an extremely vicious aura. It seemed to come from the ancient Wilderness, but it was actually a Blue Blood Ape.    

The Spiritual Soul of the Blue Blood Ape was a high-grade earth-step treasure. Furthermore, its potential was at the middle ranks, which was quite rare.    

The shadow of the azure ape swiftly condensed into a form that was on par with Xue Zhan Feng's physique. Then, with a stride, he smashed his fist towards Chen Yu.    

The black spiritual energy surged, bringing with it a vast and heavy aura that formed an enormous pressure.    

Chen Yu's expression did not change, but his heart was slightly shocked.    

It was true that Xue Zhan Feng's defeat of Lin Ji took up an unfavorable position in the battle of attrition, but Xue Zhan Feng's strength was indeed very strong. He was already above Lin Ji to begin with.    

The punch was like an avalanche, the aura carrying within it a strange twisting power.    

Chen Yu did not punch out. Instead, his body flashed and he flew into the air.    

The Wind Transformation Movement had already been activated, and with Chen Yu's flash, it left an afterimage in the air, but his real body was hard to see.    

As the fist aura descended, the battle arena reinforced by the spirit pattern array glyphs rumbled.    

"So fast!" Xue Zhan Feng's pupils slightly shrank when his fist missed. His body moved horizontally as he pounced towards Chen Yu. His arm seemed to lengthen by a bit as it swept horizontally.    

The Six Paths of Dragon was a very powerful technique of Supernatural Power Level.    

This sweep was extremely violent. Seeing that it was about to lock onto Chen Yu's path, Chen Yu turned in the air and barely dodged before the sweeping aura reached his body.    

The martial arena shook again as the spirit markings on it had already been stimulated to the limit.    

A fire burned in Xue Zhan Feng's eyes as he displayed his extreme control over this powerful fist technique. He twisted his body and jumped up, pressing his palm down. A phantom image quickly enlarged on his arm and turned into a giant palm that enveloped the entire arena.    

Feeling the shadow of the huge palm descending, Chen Yu struck out with his palm, and a stream of True Divine Spirit Qi rapidly enlarged. In the middle, a ray of bloody light quickly enlarged, combining with the True Divine Spirit to form a blood palm.    

When the descending huge palm was struck by the bloody palm, it was immediately torn apart. But at this moment, Xue Zhan Feng's palm tore through the air and pressed down towards Chen Yu's forehead.