The perfect world in the eyes of double pupils

In the Cloud Realm, the Golden Palace stands majestically, exuding an ancient and weathered aura. It has another name—the Ancient Hall of Reception—but no one has ever known what it is receiving.

People paid more attention to the arena next to the Golden Dao Palace, because that was the battlefield of the Great Battle of Immortals.

At this moment, the place was already bustling with people. A large number of powerful individuals gathered from all directions. Some planned to participate in the battle, some thought they would act according to circumstances, and some simply wanted to watch the battle and witness the most brilliant clash of geniuses in the history of the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm.

Amidst the anticipation of the crowd, the blood-stained arena gradually solidified, and the lines around it slowly materialized. Once the illusion completely faded, the final battle would begin.

Before that moment even arrived, some people couldn't wait any longer and rushed to the arena, thinking they could take advantage of the fact that the young supreme beings hadn't arrived yet and win a winning streak.

In this way, even if one cannot obtain the ultimate fortune of the Immortal Ancient Era and cannot compete with the top tier of people, one can still make a name for oneself in the Three Thousand Dao States and leave a mark on history.

Many people hold this view, and they are mostly the first generation who have some strength and have ruled over several states.

Unfortunately, the arena has not yet truly appeared, so it is impossible to climb up. Any creature that tries to enter the arena is pushed back by a force.

They immediately shook their heads in disappointment.

If we don't do something now, we'll just have to be spectators when those ancient oddballs arrive.

According to the rules of the Immortal Ancient Arena, anyone who steps onto the arena must win one hundred consecutive matches before they can leave to rest, which is incredibly cruel.

At this time, the beings who come to the arena are not yet very powerful. Before long, the powerful will appear. At that time, even someone as strong as the first generation will not dare to be arrogant and will take the lead in going up to the arena.

Sure enough, when the arena finally materialized and the exciting final battle began, the huge arena was completely silent. Those who had been vying to go up to the arena fell silent, and no one dared to be the first to step onto the stage.

They scanned the crowd and saw a terrifying enemy. None of them had the confidence to win a hundred consecutive matches, and the situation became deadlocked for a time.

"Who wants to go first?" someone asked.

"Everyone who comes here is an elite of their clan. Who is much worse than whom? Winning a hundred consecutive matches is too difficult. I don't even have enough energy to sustain myself."

There is a gap between geniuses; some are as brilliant as the sun, moon, and stars, while others are as dull and lifeless as grains of sand.

Those strongest first-generation players, those ancient prodigies, which one couldn't achieve a hundred consecutive victories? It's incredibly easy for them, provided no formidable opponent appears. After such fierce battles, they're bound to be injured, their form will decline, and they'll be vulnerable to being picked off.

"Since none of you dare to go up, then I'll give it a try first." Suddenly, a voice rang out, it was the first generation of the Cerberus clan.

It let out a cry, then stepped onto the arena and landed slowly. Compared to the vast arena, its body appeared very small, like a drifting leaf.

"Finally someone's going up? It's a first-generation fighter, who's going to challenge him?"

Amidst the commotion, someone suddenly exclaimed, startling everyone.

"The Wilderness... has arrived."

People made way for Shi Hao as he arrived and approached the arena.

He was not in a good condition; he was pale and weak, and his skin was dull and lifeless, as if he had suffered some serious injury, or as if he had gone mad while cultivating.

However, no one dared to underestimate him. The three strands of immortal energy surrounding his body demonstrated his status and majesty as a young supreme being, and no one dared to step forward to provoke him.

Shi Hao scanned his surroundings and saw nothing but awe in everyone's eyes. He was not surprised by this, after all, he was the second person in the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm to cultivate three strands of immortal energy. In the vast world, only Shi Yi could surpass him.

"Huang, possessing three strands of immortal energy, has an incredibly formidable record. With the Ten-Crown King, the Immortal, and Ning Chuan all missing during their tribulations, perhaps only the Double-Pupiled Shi Yi can rival him." People sighed, feeling that this arena would belong to Huang and Shi Yi.

Of course, Shi Yi has not yet arrived, so it may be Shi Hao's show from now on.

Just then, an even louder exclamation rang out, and the crowd erupted in cheers. Many people looked excited and thrilled, gazing in one direction.

There, a figure was walking slowly, with thick black hair, cold battle clothes, and a heroic and imposing figure. With each step, a purple pattern was left in the void on the ground, and the roar of the purple unicorn could be faintly heard.

This figure was none other than Shi Yi, the one known as "the number one person in the ancient immortal era," who single-handedly killed two celestial gods with double pupils.

He was surrounded by three streams of immortal energy, and his Yin-type double pupils shone brightly, deep and cold, like a demonic well that devoured people's hearts, making them want to rush into it like moths to a flame.

Wherever his gaze fell, the cultivators all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes. Some were too arrogant and looked directly into Shi Yi's eyes, but they couldn't bear it and instantly coughed up blood, staggered back more than ten steps, and collapsed to the ground.

Many people were seeing Shi Yi for the first time and were all impressed by his aura and power. Of course, many people had seen him before, and some belonged to the original Tongmen. Even though the Tongmen had disintegrated, they still regarded Shi Yi as the sect leader.

"The one with double pupils—Shi Yi."

Someone uttered Shi Yi's title, and all the cultivators from all directions held their breath, watching Shi Yi's arrival with bated breath.

Huang arrived first, followed closely by Shi Yi. The two individuals, each possessing three strands of immortal energy, clashed so quickly. Would they go straight to the stage for a final showdown? People were eagerly anticipating this, wanting to see how these two unparalleled talents would fare.

At this moment, Shi Hao also noticed this formidable enemy, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

If he were at his peak, he would not be afraid of Shi Yi and could fight him. But now, he is cultivating the Willow God's method and experiencing the way of annihilation and vitality. Currently, he is in a state of entering annihilation. Whether it is his primordial spirit power, blood and qi, or magic power, they are far from their peak state.

Under such circumstances, encountering a formidable enemy like Shi Yi, defeat was a foregone conclusion, without the slightest surprise.

It should be noted that even in his prime, Shi Hao wouldn't dare claim victory against Shi Yi, let alone now that he's in a weakened state.

He sighed inwardly. It seemed that his plan to arrive first, launch a winning streak, and see if he could win the championship directly had been shattered.

With Shi Yi at full strength, Shi Hao could only avoid his sharp edge. Only when Shi Hao's condition turned to one of bursting vitality and vigorous life force could he challenge Shi Yi.

Shi Yi remained calm, his eyes gleaming with indifference. He met Shi Hao's gaze from a distance. Shi Yi already knew the reason for Shi Hao's state. At this stage, unless Shi Hao had gone mad, he would never fight him.

The other opponents who pose a threat to Shi Yi have not yet arrived, which means that the next round of the arena will belong to him alone.

Shi Yi knew far more about the ultimate creation of the Immortal Ancient Era than anyone else.

To win in the battle of heroes, it's best to have a super winning streak before the battle of the young supreme.

This winning streak is different from the past. In the previous life, a cultivator could be directly judged as the winner with just 700 consecutive wins. But in this life, many supreme geniuses have gathered, and there will be no shortage of challengers. Eventually, someone will step up, and no matter how many consecutive wins there are, the cultivator will not be directly judged as the winner.

However, this easily overlooked winning streak will become the key to obtaining the Immortal Ancient Creation.

If the battle for supremacy reaches a stalemate or any unforeseen circumstances arise, a winner must be chosen quickly. At this point, the advantage of a winning streak becomes apparent and will likely be the deciding factor. Therefore, Shi Yi plans to take the stage and achieve a record-breaking winning streak as leverage to secure victory.

When he arrived, he was met with awe and worship wherever he went. Some cultivators from the Yuantong Sect even knelt down and bowed deeply to him. Whenever they did so, a gentle force would lift them up.

The first Cerberus to appear on the stage did not immediately notice the arrival of the Twin Stones and was still challenging them, with its three heads shouting in succession: "Who dares to fight me?"

Upon seeing Shi Yi and Shi Hao, two formidable figures, the three-headed hellhound instantly tensed up, its soul turning cold.

The two legendary prodigies have arrived together. How dare this mere first-generation genius steal their thunder? Isn't he courting death?
"Those with double pupils, Huang... you."

The first stutterer of the Cerberus clan spoke haltingly, fearing that one of the two stones would jump onto the arena and crush it with overwhelming force.

Fortunately, neither Shi Yi nor Shi Hao intended to go on stage for the time being. Facing the questioning gaze of Cerberus, Shi Yi remained calm, showing neither joy nor sorrow, while Shi Hao smiled slightly, appearing very peaceful. This put the first generation of the Cerberus clan at ease.

Suddenly, a voice rang out. It came from a powerful first generation member of the Yuantong Sect. He couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to clear out the scum on the arena for the sect leader.

Upon seeing that the challenger was not Doublestone, Cerberus grinned.

"Hehe, as long as it's not Lord Double Pupil or Lord Ara who makes a move, I'll play along and have some fun with you."

Upon hearing this, people scoffed. This three-headed hellhound was quite the flatterer, subtly complimenting Shuangshi.

“My lord has arrived. Demon hound, if you know your place, then step down yourself.” The challenger spoke in this way; he was one of Shi Yi’s former loyal followers.

"So you're from the Pupil Clan." Cerberus realized, a look of hesitation appearing on its face. It was tempted to back down when the Pupil Clan was involved.

After all, the one with double pupils is here.

However, it ultimately remained on the field to battle the challenger.

The challenger who stepped onto the stage was no ordinary person, but the strongest of the first generation, whose strength was terrifying. Even Cerberus, who was so powerful, was somewhat unable to withstand the attack and was defeated after only one hundred moves.

The strongest first generation did not kill him, but simply watched as Cerberus fled the ring in a sorry state.

Then, he looked at Shi Yi with admiration, meaning that he had helped Shi Yi clear out the small fry on the stage.

"Welcome, Sect Leader, to the stage."

The strongest first generation spoke, his eyes filled with a hint of fanaticism.

The other Yuan Tong Sect cultivators also showed excitement. Their sect leader was the legendary possessor of three immortal energies, the number one person in the ancient immortal era. What was Huang, what was the Ten-Crown King, what was the banished immortal... This arena should belong to him alone.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shi Yi moved his feet and walked towards the arena. He did not expect that his former followers would be so fanatical. They paved the way for him without him giving any orders.

That's good, it saves Shi Yi from having to do it himself.

Seeing Shi Yi move, the strongest first generation on the arena became even more excited. In his view, this meant that Shi Yi still acknowledged his identity as the master of the Pupil Sect.

Seeing this scene from not far away, Shi Hao sighed inwardly. His cousin was indeed here to compete for consecutive victories, and he was about to take the stage.

Once a supreme expert like Shi Yi takes the stage, apart from the most elite beings, it will be difficult for others to have a chance to participate.

Now that things have come to this, Shi Hao can only speed things up and activate the Willow God Technique, hoping to recover to his peak condition as soon as possible and prevent Shi Yi from continuing his winning streak.

Stepping onto the arena for the final battle, Shi Yi clearly sensed the ancient killing intent emanating from it. Throughout history, countless geniuses and heroes had fallen on this arena, dying without a burial place, evoking a sense of timeless vicissitudes.

His expression was calm and serene. He looked at the strongest first generation kneeling on the stage and said softly, "The Pupil Sect is a thing of the past. From now on, let's not mention it again."

Upon hearing this, the strongest first generation was not disappointed at all; instead, a look of emotion appeared in his eyes. He knew that Shi Yi said this because he was a member of the Sin Clan and had too many powerful enemies, which would affect the cultivators of the Pupil Sect.

"Go back."

Shi Yi spoke calmly.

The strongest first generation nodded and stepped off the stage without hesitation, becoming one of the spectators.

No one expected that the legendary double-pupiled person would step onto the stage so quickly, blocking the way for others to enter.

Faced with the terrifying number one immortal in ancient times, who, apart from the ancient freaks, would dare to step forward? In fact, even the ancient freaks were terrified and dared not confront Shi Yi directly.

Because his record was so brutal, he almost swept through the Immortal Ancient Realm.

The entire area below the arena was completely silent; no one dared to step onto the stage.

Time passed slowly, and Shi Yi's number of wins also increased. Every once in a while, if no one went on stage, the number of wins would automatically increase by one.

Before long, Shi Yi's number of wins reached two hundred.

"Two hundred consecutive victories without lifting a finger—is this the power of a double-pupiled individual?"

"If Huang and the Ten-Crown King don't make a move, then the one who wins the Immortal Ancient Championship will undoubtedly be the one with double pupils."

"What about those ancient kings? They endured for so long, all for the ultimate fortune of the Immortal Era. Why are they silent now?"

"Don't you even consider who's standing on that stage? If you were a freak from ancient times, would you dare to go up there?"

……

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, and many people turned their attention to Huang, the only one on the field who might be able to compete with Shi Yi. However, Shi Hao remained unmoved.

He would only attack Shi Yi when he was at his peak condition; otherwise, he had no choice but to avoid battle.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, some powerful beings descended from the arena. They were all extraordinary individuals, including many who were at the level of ancient freaks.

(End of this chapter)