“There are still five left. It seems they all have some special attainments in mental willpower.” The high-level experts of the Xiafeng Ancient Country communicated telepathically among themselves. “The two youngsters from the Fan Clan—one is Fan Sanyuan, who mastered the Formless Miraculous Technique, and the other is surprisingly Ying Shan Xueying, who mastered the Five-Phase Sealing Art! Since when have Void Path experts been so resistant to soul techniques?”
“The Fan Clan has indeed put in effort this time.”
“Xia Clan’s two peerless prodigies of this generation, ‘Xia Wuhua’ and ‘Xia Fayang,’ are still standing. And General Xuan of the Cang Clan is also holding on?”
Discussions continued.
As time passed…
Among Xia Clan’s two peerless prodigies, the elegant and most handsome ‘Xia Wuhua’ gradually showed signs of strain, his aura turning sharp.
“Wuhua can’t hold on anymore.”
“He’s about to collapse.”
“His expertise lies in the Sword Path. Though he has undergone worldly tempering, compared to the other four, his resistance to soul techniques is still lacking.”
The Great Venerables commented.
Xia Wuhua was one of the top three peerless geniuses in the history of the Xiafeng Ancient Country, his cultivation speed even surpassing Dongbo Xueying’s! To this day, only a little over a billion years had passed. When Dongbo Xueying made his name in Huolie City, Xia Wuhua hadn’t even been born yet. His talent in the Sword Path was extraordinary, to the point that ‘Emperor Xia’ personally took him as a disciple.
*Thud.* Xia Wuhua finally swayed and collapsed onto the hall floor.
The remaining four experts persisted.
Dongbo Xueying, Xia Clan’s other peerless prodigy ‘Xia Fayang,’ and General Xuan of the Cang Clan remained composed, but Fan Sanyuan’s expression began to twist.
“What?”
“It’s no surprise that Xia Fayang can resist easily. But General Xuan is this strong too? He’s improved significantly since last time! And Ying Shan Xueying seems completely unfazed? Meanwhile, Fan Sanyuan, who mastered the Formless Miraculous Technique, seems about to collapse.”
“Strange, very strange.”
The Cosmic Gods murmured among themselves.
Even the high-ranking members of the Fan Clan frowned. In their eyes, Fan Sanyuan should have easily secured a top-three spot in the first round—yet he didn’t even make it?
“Thankfully, we have Ying Shan Xueying. Otherwise, we might have lost completely in the first round,” the Skyrending Great Venerable thought to himself, alarmed. “Xia Clan producing two peerless prodigies is one thing, but since when has General Xuan been so formidable in soul techniques?”
Fan Sanyuan finally collapsed onto the floor!
Only three remained standing—one from each of the three great clans: Ying Shan Xueying, General Xuan, and Xia Fayang.
“Hmm?”
As time passed, the three Cosmic Gods executing the attacks exchanged glances.
“Let’s focus on these three youngsters. Without going all out, we might not be able to take them down. This batch is far more resilient in soul willpower than previous ones,” the bald man said, maintaining his hazy illusion technique.
“Agreed,” the female Cosmic God plucking the pipa strings chuckled.
“These three are indeed impressive. Their soul attainments must be at the Chaos Realm’s peak,” the boisterous man laughed heartily, though he ceased his laughter, his fluctuations still lingering.
The trio concentrated their attacks on Dongbo Xueying and the other two, while the twelve fallen Chaos Realm experts gradually regained consciousness.
One by one, they awoke, opening their eyes to see the three still standing—Dongbo Xueying, Xia Fayang, and General Xuan—enduring the relentless assaults.
“We lost.”
“The top three are them.”
“I, Salong, have reigned supreme across the Icefield Tribe, never considering Chaos Realm experts worthy opponents. I even survived the ‘Tenfold Corridor of Life and Death.’ Yet I didn’t even make the top three?” Salong King’s eyes flickered with disbelief. His pride was shattered—there were always greater talents beyond his reach.
Fan Sanyuan’s expression darkened.
The Formless Miraculous Technique—created by Patriarch Fan himself—was inherently strong in mental defense. Yet he hadn’t even secured a top-three spot.
“I lost?” Xia Wuhua was stunned. “In my homeland, I was already a Cosmic God. By chance, I reincarnated into the unfathomably profound Heartworld Continent, even receiving personal guidance from Emperor Xia. Though my soul isn’t at the Cosmic God level, my sheer willpower still failed?”
He had absolute confidence in his will. In his homeland, his will was considered indestructible. In this life, he had undergone Xia Clan’s ‘Worldly Tempering,’ yet he still couldn’t hold on.
…
The other Chaos Realm disciples withdrew, leaving only Dongbo Xueying, General Xuan, and Xia Fayang on the field.
“How do you two think the rankings will unfold?” Emperor Xia smiled, glancing at the other two.
Emperor Cang gazed down at the three youngsters. “Cang Xuan has surprised me. His cultivation was slow before, and merely qualifying to represent our Cang Clan in the Three-Clan Contest was an achievement. His mental willpower was average back then, but now… I can’t even gauge him properly! As for Ying Shan Xueying, his cultivation speed is astonishing. Brother Fan, you took him as a disciple personally—could he also be a suspected reincarnator? As for Xia Fayang, he’s a true prodigy. In my eyes, his potential might even surpass Xia Wuhua’s, despite the latter being a reincarnator.”
“Indeed. Xia Wuhua’s original source world was too weak. After countless years of cultivation in his past life, his understanding of the Dao is now rigid,” Emperor Xia nodded. “Though his progress is rapid, once he reaches the Cosmic God realm, further advancement will be extremely difficult.”
Reincarnation has its pros and cons.
The advantage is experiencing two source worlds, which aids cultivation. Moreover, the foundation of a past life accelerates early progress.
The disadvantage? Past insights inevitably influence one’s current path.
A blank canvas is easier to paint on. For reincarnators, the moment they are reborn, their canvas is already filled with a painting!
“Most reincarnators choose rebirth only after hitting insurmountable bottlenecks in their cultivation,” Patriarch Fan remarked. “Cases like the Five Ancestors of the Myriad Realms Ancient Country—who had already reached the pinnacle and reincarnated merely to broaden their horizons, and were fortunate enough to obtain a Heartworld Token—are exceedingly rare.”
Dongbo Xueying, however, was already a peerless prodigy in his past life.
Even after relentlessly hunting Annihilation Demons for trillions of years, his insights remained profound. Only when the Sacred Master intervened was he forced to choose reincarnation.
…
“Hmm?”
“This is truly unbearable.”
Dongbo Xueying felt discomfort.
Three soul techniques assailed him.
The illusion technique was the easiest to handle, given his mastery in the Illusory Void Path. The ‘pipa melody,’ however, induced drowsiness, seeping into his soul, making it feel unbearably weary—as if desperate for sleep. The laughter, meanwhile, incited chaotic agitation, making it difficult to maintain inner calm.
A tranquil mind was fundamental. Without it, one was far more vulnerable.
The three techniques synergized, amplifying their lethality.
“Stay awake. Stay awake.” Dongbo Xueying struggled to resist.
Yet the torment only intensified. His mind grew muddled, overwhelmed by uncontrollable irritation and exhaustion. The illusory world tugged at him—a beautiful, tempting refuge where he could rest and indulge.
*Thud.*
A faint sound echoed nearby.
“Did one of them fall?” The thought flickered through Dongbo Xueying’s mind before the three techniques surged in power, shattering his limits—
His mental world plunged into darkness.
Consciousness slipped away.
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