Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

The moment Flying Immortal Great Emperor’s voice faded, a boiling battle intent erupted from all the Sword Cultivator prodigies within the venue. Eager eyes turned toward the Flying Immortal Great Emperor, waiting for him to announce the rules of the contest.

Until now, no one knew the rules of the Swordsmanship Conclave. Would it be one-on-one combat or team battles?

The Flying Immortal Great Emperor smiled faintly and then waved his hand.

In an instant, the sky and earth warped as the wind and clouds changed color. A gigantic Pyramid emerged above the Imperial Capital, so enormous that it looked like a primordial Divine Mountain standing between heaven and earth.

Upon closer inspection, however, one would notice that the Pyramid was not a single structure but was composed of one hundred special stone platforms. At that moment, these platforms spread out, forming a staggered pyramid battlefield. The Power of Space-Time flowed across each platform. The higher a platform was, the stronger the power became. This seemingly created individual battlefields, each isolated from the outside world to prevent powerful combat fluctuations from affecting the Imperial Capital.

Moreover, the one hundred platforms were not all identical. The ninety at the bottom were of ordinary appearance, while the top ten were different. Nine of them shone with silver light as if forged from silver, while the very top platform radiated a brilliant golden light, as if carved from gold. That Golden Stone Platform stood proudly at the apex of the Pyramid, ready to witness the birth of the first-place winner.

In an instant, countless gazes converged upon the Golden Stone Platform. It was the target everyone coveted. Wasn’t the entire point of their coming here to claim the number one spot?

”In this contest, it is not a matter of individual fighting. Instead, everyone must rely on their own abilities. Only one person may remain on each stone platform.”

”Those ranked in the top one hundred will receive a scroll of Low Level Heaven Rank swordsmanship. The top ten will receive a school of Low Level Heaven Rank Swordsmanship, and the first-place winner will be granted three months of cultivation in the Myriad Virtual Realm!”

The moment Flying Immortal Great Emperor finished speaking, the crowd erupted into an uproar. Simultaneously, the gazes of the Sword Cultivator prodigies turned fiery.

Many knew they had no hope of competing for first place, but obtaining a scroll of swordsmanship or a school of Swordsmanship was still an excellent prize. The Heavenly Sword Dynasty was the premier Sword Cultivator power in the Central Plains, having even annihilated the former Myriad Swords Sect. Their collection of Swordsmanship was immense, and any single piece from it was enough to make others burn with envy.

No one had expected the Flying Immortal Great Emperor to be so generous, not only offering a cultivation spot in the Myriad Virtual Realm but also providing Swordsmanship and swordsmanship as rewards. As a result, the other Sword Cultivator prodigies were filled with soaring battle intent. They all aimed to occupy a stone platform and claim a reward from the Flying Immortal Great Emperor.

However, the aspirants were many, and the platforms were few. With only one hundred platforms, only one hundred people could receive rewards. Yet, more than a thousand people had come to participate in the Swordsmanship Conclave, each with extraordinary innate talent and exceptional strength. This was clearly bound to be a fierce struggle between dragons and tigers.

”Everyone, you may begin!”

Flying Immortal Great Emperor stepped aside, yielding the pyramid battlefield. Countless gazes met, striking terrifying sparks.

WHOOSH!

A figure was the first to soar up, heading straight for the pyramid battlefield.

That person was, remarkably, the Second Prince. He wore a Golden Crown and a Python Robe, possessing not only an air of cultured grace but also a commanding royal dignity that set him apart. At this moment, his gaze was intense, fixed upon the Golden Stone Platform at the very top—his sole objective.

The Myriad Virtual Realm was a vital location for the Heavenly Sword Dynasty. As the prince second only to the Heavenly Sword Crown Prince, it was both his responsibility and his duty to ensure this spot remained within the Dynasty.

The first place will undoubtedly be mine! Demon Swordsman sneered, his eyes flashing with crazed murderous intent. He took a single step, teleporting a kilometer as he pursued the Second Prince.

Wan’er, once I seize first place, I can enter the Myriad Virtual Realm. Then, you can be resurrected. Sword Lunatic cradled his treasured sword, his gaze tender and filled with endless affection. But when he looked up at the Golden Stone Platform, his dreamy expression suddenly sharpened, like a sword being unsheathed, its edge brilliantly revealed.

”Hahaha, first place is mine for the taking! I’ll kill anyone who dares to contend with me!”

The arrogant voice resounded, and it was unmistakably Sword Maniac. His Sword Intent pierced the sky as he soared upward, unexpectedly slashing his sword toward Demon Swordsman, as if intending to prove who was superior.

Such arrogance! Such pride!

Demon Swordsman, Sword Lunatic, and Sword Maniac had all made their move. Their target, like the Second Prince’s, was the Golden Stone Platform. The other Sword Cultivator prodigies refused to be left behind. One by one, they shot forth like a swarm of locusts, charging high into the sky toward the pyramid battlefield. They had already targeted the platforms they desired, all hoping to use this chance to make a name for themselves and seize treasures.

I too will contend for first place! The white-robed Liu Xu also fixed her beautiful eyes on the Golden Stone Platform. Although she knew her strength was slightly inferior to Demon Swordsman and the other two, she still wanted to compete.

A Martial Artist must always strive! How could she be content with second place?

WHOOSH!

Liu Xu reached out, grasping her Hundred Battles Holy Sword. She soared into the sky, her fighting spirit surging as she charged toward the Golden Stone Platform. After a night of healing, her injuries had completely recovered, and she now displayed her Peak strength.

While everyone else had left, Su Han did not rush. He stood still and used his Nine Heavens Eye to observe the pyramid battlefield.

Sharpening the axe doesn’t delay the woodcutting.

A Space-Time Domain!

A Saint Realm expert could master the power of time, but a Great Emperor Realm expert could merge the power of time with their own Domain to create a unique Space-Time Domain. Within this domain, a Great Emperor was the sole ruler, capable of controlling space and time, making them unbelievably formidable. This pyramid battlefield was a manifestation of Flying Immortal Great Emperor’s Space-Time Domain. Of course, it was only a part of his domain, but it was still astonishing.

Through his Nine Heavens Eye, Su Han saw a dense Power of Space-Time. This power manifested as countless sharp swords that could sever the years and shatter the firmament, making them immensely powerful.

Furthermore, the Flying Immortal Great Emperor had placed restrictions on the pyramid battlefield; Saint Treasures would likely be unusable. After all, this was a Swordsmanship Conclave meant to test individual strength. If everyone used Saint Treasures, what would be the point of the contest?

This, however, was good news for Su Han, as he possessed no Saint Treasures. If the contest had come down to them, he would have stood no chance against the likes of Demon Swordsman. Now that it was a contest of individual strength, Su Han was confident he could fight against Demon Swordsman and the others, even though he was only at the Seventh Layer of the Supreme Realm.

”Qingyue, let’s go too!” Su Han called out to Li Qingyue. The two of them then followed the crowd, soaring into the sky toward the pyramid battlefield.

Su Han’s target was first place. If Li Qingyue could secure a platform, she would also receive a significant reward. Moreover, this Conclave was a precious opportunity for her to temper herself.

BOOM!

At that moment, more than a thousand Sword Cultivator prodigies from all over the Central Plains charged into the pyramid battlefield.

Countless people looked up, their eyes blazing with excitement.

With a thousand contenders in the fray, who would stand above all others?