Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 617 - 614 The Sect Grand Tournament Begins!

"Unharmed? You should be grateful you’re still alive!"

Hearing Su Han’s opening remark, Duan Yunshan finally couldn’t restrain himself, speaking out with a cold snort.

Back when Su Han slew his Jade Void Palace people at Mountain of the Divine Medicine, he had considered forcibly interrupting the Sect competition, but was seriously injured by the Eastern Ancestor.

With the Eastern Ancestor’s status and cultivation base, he didn’t dare provoke him, so he directed all his fury at Su Han.

"Su is lucky, indeed not so easy to kill," Su Han said indifferently.

"In the Sect competition, life and death are disregarded, if you dare participate, be prepared for death."

Yu Qi also spoke, her voice cold as ice, heavily laden with threat.

"Whoever wants to kill me, I will kill them," Su Han’s words were very straightforward.

"You’ll need the strength to back that up!"

Another cold snort rang out, this one from Jin Lan of the Immortal Dao Court.

"I had it at the Mountain of the Divine Medicine, and now, I still have it," Su Han said, looking at Jin Lan with a provocative gaze.

Facing the powerhouses of the Three Great Super Sects alone, he showed no fear. Although he had a powerful background, just this soul power alone was enough to earn the admiration of countless onlookers.

Of course, it was just admiration.

They still valued those who knew the current affairs as the true Junjie.

Su Han, obviously, was very much out of touch with current affairs.

"This time, the Sect competition is overseen by me, an honor granted by the Top Ten Super Sects," Eastern Ancestor said.

He cleared his throat, silencing the other voices.

"No need for further ado, the Ancient Battlefield is about to open, and I’ll briefly explain the rules to everyone."

"The Sect competition is divided into three stages."

"First stage: Melee!"

"This so-called melee means entering the Ancient Battlefield where, regardless of the number of Sects participating, only the final four hundred will be determined. What decides the top four hundred is the number of Sage’s Skulls one obtains in the Ancient Battlefield."

"The Ancient Battlefield was once the battleground of the Divine Spirits, and the Sage’s Skulls are those left behind after the deaths of these Divine Spirits. The skulls must be complete, not broken."

"This first stage melee will last one month. After one month, the Ancient Battlefield will close, and you will be teleported out. At that time, the more skulls you’ve acquired, the higher your rank will naturally be."

"Then comes the second stage: Competition."

"After the top four hundred Sects are determined, a contest on the arena will take place. It isn’t a one-on-one battle, but will still adopt the melee format, finally selecting the top hundred Sects."

"These hundred Sects will all be able to enter the Holy Domain of the Demon Immortal, but the passes they receive will differ."

"From fifty-first to one hundredth place, you can only get a Fifth-Level Pass. From thirty-first to fiftieth place, you can only obtain a Fourth Level Pass, and so on. You all should have heard about this."

"As for the legendary strongest pass and Supreme Pass, although the chances are extremely slim, they have indeed appeared before, as with the One Slash Palace, which once obtained the strongest pass. In the Holy Domain of the Demon Immortal, they not only gained immense benefits but also stayed for a full hundred years."

"The third stage, is Contest."

"A hundred Sects will use the one-on-one battle mode, and ranks will ultimately be decided based on win rate."

In fact, without the Eastern Ancestor needing to say it, many people were already aware. However, because such a grand Sect competition only opens once every three thousand years, even if people knew about it, it was merely hearsay, so an explanation was naturally required.

"If there are no doubts, then the Ancient Battlefield is about to open," Eastern Ancestor said, looking down, his voice deep.

Suddenly, countless people were boiling with excitement, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The Ancient Battlefield, oh!

Although it was the decisive place for the first stage of the Sect competition, that location was a battlefield for Divine Spirits. Countless Divine Spirits had fallen there, and if one could find even one relic of a Divine Spirit, they would probably soar to the heavens overnight.

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"Divine Spirit battlefield?"

Su Han shook his head with a smile. In this world, what Divine Spirits were there? Even if there really were any, they were just realms within the Star Region.

Divine Spirits were eternal existences, but where in this world could one find eternity?

Even in his previous life, when he ascended to the Sovereign Realm, he could still feel that his lifespan had a limit.

The so-called coexistence with heaven and earth, the parallel renown with the starry sky, were ultimately just legends.

"However, if I can find some relics in that Ancient Battlefield, it would also be possible to bring them to sell on the Dragon Martial Continent," Su Han thought to himself.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the Void trembled, and a huge rift was suddenly torn open.

Everyone’s pupils shrank; from a distance, it looked as if a giant hand was grasping the sky behind the rift and tearing it apart!

This was not a crack in the Void caused by a cultivator’s battle but rather, in an instant, the entire sky was directly shattered.

Looking up at that moment, the Void above was clear, a stark darkness!

"The Ancient Battlefield will open shortly. All Sects participating in the Sect competition, prepare immediately. The opening time is only three minutes. If you are late, you will be deemed to have automatically given up the chance for this competition!" the voice of Eastern Ancestor transmitted down.

Everyone’s bodies shook violently, and without a second thought, everyone prepared.

All of Dragon Martial City was abuzz with excitement at this moment, overcrowded with people.

Especially here in the plaza, countless Grand Powers converged, their gazes sharp as they stared at the Void.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a sound like thunder rang out, and a vast vortex appeared out of nowhere!

The vortex expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it spread across a vast distance, as if the entire sky had become a vortex at this moment.

"Fight!"

An unknown voice shouted the word "fight," causing everyone, from the Dragon Vein Realm to the Dragon Emperor Realm, to have their hearts pound, their breathing hasten, and their faces to pale slightly.

"The voice of a Divine Spirit..."

Some murmured, their eyes showing fervor.

Su Han’s expression, however, turned somewhat grim as he coldly snorted to himself, "It’s nothing but the Spiritual pressure of a Lower-Class Star Region, only fit to play the role of some damned Divine Spirit on an abandoned planet like the Dragon Martial Continent!"

"It’s open!"

The voice of Eastern Ancestor resounded abruptly: "As soon as you enter this vortex, you will be immediately teleported to the Ancient Battlefield, don’t hesitate, act now!"

"Let’s go!"

"Haha, Ancient Battlefield, here I come!"

"This time, my Jinling Sect must get at least one Fourth Level Pass!"

Amidst the laughter, countless figures swarmed toward the vortex like locusts.

And below, countless figures still stood.

They were not participants in the Sect competition, merely onlookers. Among them, some were from the Great Sects, there to see off those participating in the Sect competition.