The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 65 The Great Melee of the Eternal Blue-Gold Generation (Refresh)
Beyond the Jade Pool, calamity clouds loomed.

One by one, the older generation of powerful figures who had been stuck at the second level of the Immortal Realm for many years roared, their bodies trembling with excitement.

What a stroke of luck it is for a quasi-emperor to preach! With just a little guidance, even experts at the saint level would benefit immensely, let alone them.

"I understand! My path lies ahead!"

"The Dao-Severing Realm, here I come!"

……

One by one, the elderly powerhouses, with their white hair and beards, who looked as if they could barely walk, rushed into the sky without hesitation, with the resolve to succeed or die trying, and began their tribulations.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The tribulation lightning descended with thick bolts of thunder, and enormous bolts of lightning struck the mountains and the earth, creating a magnificent spectacle.

The onlookers felt a chill run down their spines, but also a look of envy in their eyes.

"Look! That's Xu Chengkun, the eldest disciple of the Holy Lord of Yao Guang. He's over three thousand years old and still alive, and he's even attempting another breakthrough today!" Someone with sharp eyes recognized the person breaking through.
"The head of the Northern Plains royal family has also gone to undergo tribulation. It is rumored that he has a son who has received the fortune of a Great Emperor!" Someone said with a curious look.

"The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect has also undergone tribulation. This lineage has a long history, almost comparable to the history of the human race. I wonder how powerful it will be."

Soon, dozens of senior experts undergoing tribulation, to prevent interference from each other's tribulations, quickly departed from the Yaochi Holy Land's base. This also prevented this pure land from being destroyed by the tribulation.

"Fellow Daoists, the path to the Great Dao is promising!" The Queen Mother of the West smiled serenely.

The clan leaders of the various forces present once again expressed their gratitude to the Quasi-Emperor Yaochi for his guidance.

"In addition to preaching to all cultivators at this Yaochi Assembly, the Ancestral Master also intends to cultivate a new generation of powerful individuals." The Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi smiled from the side, exuding elegance and grace, like a celestial empress.

"Fellow Daoists, if you are willing, you may let the younger generation who have come with us compete. My Yaochi is willing to offer this as the prize."

The Queen Mother of the West at Yaochi looked solemn as a divine material appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness.

This is a piece of metal about half the size of a palm, shimmering with a mysterious luster, hundreds or thousands of times more dreamlike than sapphire, dazzlingly brilliant like a dream, with flowing blue light, like the most dazzling star in the universe.

This is eternal blue gold!

Legend has it that this rare and precious material, which belonged exclusively to the ancient emperors, has now appeared in the hands of Yaochi.

Ning Qingyi was greatly surprised: "The Quasi-Emperor is quite generous, actually using the Nine Divine Golds as the prize. Now everyone is getting restless."

As expected, the scene was in an uproar. All the younger generation looked on with eager anticipation, wanting to bring this legendary Emperor-level divine material into their possession.

The Palace Master of the Arctic Ice God Palace spoke up: "May I ask, Queen Mother, how will the competition be conducted? What kind of people are qualified to participate?"

The Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi said softly, "Anyone under thirty years old is acceptable, and young masters from the previous generation whose cultivation level did not exceed the Sendai stage are also welcome."

"Such broad requirements." Ye Fan was somewhat surprised: "In that case, most people can participate in the competition, right?"

A considerable amount of noise could be heard from the many palaces, clearly indicating that they were equally surprised.

"I wonder how the Queen Mother will conduct the contest?" The Emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty wore a nine-dragon crown and a nine-dragon robe. He was extremely majestic and his aura overwhelmed the sun and moon. He was like the Heavenly Emperor descending to earth. Dragon energy surrounded him. He looked down on the world and had the air of being the only one who was supreme in the eight wastelands and six directions.

"The Jade Pool will open a battle arena for life and death. All young masters who aspire to this place can enter and fight until the final sixty-four young powerhouses are born." The Western King of Jade Pool explained one by one, saying, "These sixty-four young masters will be paired up until the strongest one is chosen, and he will receive this piece of eternal blue gold in my hand."

The Battle Arena of Yaochi, situated high in the clouds, is said to be eternally unyielding, vast and boundless, and indestructible, capable of supporting the Holy Lord's great battle without fear of devastating disasters.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang asked, "What if there are casualties?"

The Queen Mother of the West at Yaochi remained calm: "In the previous round of battle, the Ancestral Master will step in to protect us. If anyone is in mortal danger, they will be moved off the battlefield. As for the later battles, there will be casualties, and everyone will have to accept their fate."

Everyone was quite surprised to hear this. They had assumed that Yaochi would take good care of the wounded, given her usual style, but this time she was surprisingly indifferent.

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion Holy Land also asked, "The cultivation levels of the younger generation are also different. Wouldn't it be unfair to suppress those with higher cultivation levels?"

The Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi explained, "In the struggle for the Emperor's Path, you will not always encounter the same opponent. Moreover, high cultivation does not necessarily mean high combat power. If your current Holy Maiden can fully develop her physique, it would not be an exaggeration for her to reverse the Four Extremes Realm and transform into a dragon."

As the Queen Mother of the West spoke, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

The fact that the current Purple Mansion Saintess possesses the physique of an innate Dao embryo has spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness. Many people say that if she could transfer to the Yaochi Holy Land, there might be hope of witnessing the rise of another empress.

"Among the younger generation of my demon race, are you ready for a battle?" Suddenly, the Peacock King, who had broken through to the Dao-Slaying Realm, spoke up, his eyes burning with determination.

"Humans and demons have coexisted for more than 100,000 years, why is it impossible?" The Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi said with a smile.

Inside the palace where the Peacock King resided, the Golden-Winged Roc King revealed an eager expression, especially after seeing Ning Qingyi and Ye Fan, his fighting spirit grew even stronger.

"What if someone uses a weapon far beyond one's own level?" asked the Daoist nun from Dao Yi Holy Land.

"In this competition, everyone must use their own weapon. If anyone uses another weapon, they will be eliminated immediately!" the Queen Mother of the West solemnly declared.

There's no way around it; if a Dao Palace cultivator possesses a fully-developed King-level weapon, even a Sendai expert can use it to their advantage.

"Well, fellow Daoists, would you be interested in letting the younger generation have a contest?" asked the Queen Mother of the West.

"Agreed!" The Emperor of the Divine Continent Dynasty nodded.

"True emperors are forged in bloody battles." The head of the Ji family agreed.

Soon, one after another, prominent figures from ancient families, holy lands, and dynasties agreed to the contest. Of course, there were a few sects that did not participate.

"In that case, let's open the Yaochi Battle Arena!" The Queen Mother of the West spoke, her voice carrying through the magnificent palace and echoing through the clouds.

At the same time, all the young people with aspirations went out, their fighting spirit surging like the sea, their blood and energy bursting out like that of a savage dragon.

"Rumble..."

The leaden clouds, thick and heavy, pressed down on people, making it hard to breathe. An ancient aura emanated from them, accompanied by a strong sense of killing intent.

The Yaochi Battle Arena is a vast martial arts arena, stretching as far as the eye can see, built of cliff stones. Many stones are engraved with the names of powerful figures, each likely containing a story.

The surface is scarred with knife marks and arrow holes, stained with blood, and cracked everywhere. It's impossible to know how many peerless masters once stood here, fighting to the death.

Many elders who had not yet undergone the tribulation witnessed this scene and were reminded of the past. Many great battles had taken place here, as if it were just yesterday, and those people and events had not yet faded away.

"Our Supreme Elder Xu Chengkun, 1,500 years ago, shone brightly here and defeated all powerful enemies!" A disciple of the Yao Guang Sect exclaimed with fervor.

A sorrowful look appeared in the eyes of the current Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion Holy Land: "I still clearly remember the Yaochi Grand Gathering a thousand years ago. The old Holy Lord Lin Tianchong, with his overwhelming power, fought a final battle, slaying several powerful figures, but ultimately his lifespan dried up, and he passed away here." The Yaochi Martial Arts Arena is truly a very special place. During the Peach Banquet held every five hundred years, there are earth-shattering duels. Countless outstanding figures have fallen here, leaving behind one eternal legend after another, making those who experienced it sigh with emotion.

The Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi stood on the battle platform and said, "If any of the holy lands or aristocratic families' younger generations are willing to participate in the battle, please enter the ancient battlefield of Yaochi."

Amidst the bustling crowd, many accomplished young cultivators stood outside the ancient battlefield, their blood and energy surging forth like that of savage dragons.

This was a strange sight. A thick, mountain-like beam of blood-red light shot out from the top of many people's heads, piercing the sky like a great dragon with terrifying momentum. Many others also experienced strange phenomena behind them, attracting the attention of many people.

Nevertheless, no one actually took the first step, clearly because their energies were intertwined and they dared not act rashly.

Ning Qing drank the divine wine in her cup, exchanged a glance with Ye Fan, and saw the fighting spirit in his heart.

"If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect dares to utter a sound!" He couldn't help but let out a long roar: "Come, let's meet on the battlefield!"

Ning Qingyi transformed into a long, five-colored divine light that soared into the sky, filling the air with five-colored energy, and went straight into the life-or-death battle arena.

Ye Fan followed suit, using the Tianxuan Steps to display extreme speed, and was the second to rush in.

Upon witnessing this scene, the young disciples of various factions soared into the sky and plunged headlong into the life-or-death battle arena.

"what!"

As Ning Qing stepped onto the battle arena, she discovered that the environment had changed. The entire space had been expanded considerably. Originally, the battle arena was only suitable for a dozen or so people to fight, but now it could accommodate thousands of people without feeling crowded.

"A mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru... Is this the divine power of a quasi-emperor? What a remarkable technique." Ning Qingyi exclaimed in amazement. At the same time, his landing point changed, no longer the corner he had previously anticipated.

At the same time, streaks of meteors flashed across the sky as numerous young experts rushed in one after another.

It seems that the allure of Eternal Blue Gold is still too great!
If they found out that the Holy Maiden of Yaochi possessed a piece of Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold the size of a human head, they'd probably beat the dog's brains out!

After all, this is enough to forge a great weapon!

Outside the battle arena, the Queen Mother of the West watched as the last young cadre disappeared. Suddenly, a divine object flew out from her sea of ​​consciousness—a talisman—and hovered above the battle arena.

With a thought, the Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi said, "Fellow Daoists, there are a total of 671 people participating in this battle. Let's see who will stand out from the crowd."

As soon as the Queen Mother of the West finished speaking, the talisman shone brightly, forming a protective shield that enveloped the arena of life and death.

On the battlefield of life and death.

At this moment, chaos reigned.

Under the deliberate manipulation of the controller of the Life and Death Platform, many young experts from the same faction were placed in different positions, and their killing intent suddenly intensified many times over.

"boom!"

Ning Qingyi's five-colored aura soared into the sky, as if he had merged with heaven and earth, becoming one with them, causing the sun and moon to lose their luster, and directly becoming the center of this surrounding area.

"It's him, that quasi-emperor's successor! He's actually reached the Dragon Transformation Realm! Let's defeat him first!" Someone recognized Ning Qingyi's identity and said with a look of fear.

"Ok?"

Ning Qingyi smirked, formed a hand seal, and five-colored energy condensed into a Five Elements Divine Mountain, which he then hurled at Ning Qingyi.

"boom!"

A soft sound pierced the sky, divine light blazed brightly, soaring upwards, and a terrifying pressure swept across the nearby battlefield, as if a vast ocean had submerged this land.

The young expert who spoke was horrified. He shouted and streaks of blood-red light flew out, turning into sword beams that plunged into the Five-Colored Divine Mountain, slashing horizontally and vertically, carving out hideous cracks in the mountain.

"Huh! He's actually reached the peak of the Four Great Perfections?" Ning Qingyi was somewhat surprised, wondering who this person was and how he could have such a level of cultivation.

With a thought, he completely eliminated the cracks in the Five-Colored Divine Mountain, and its momentum remained undiminished as it crashed down directly.

"boom!"

The Five Elements Mountain fell faster and faster, shaking like thunder. The nearby Life and Death Platforms were shaking, and some cliffs even collapsed.

"Impossible!" The young expert was in despair. He was locked onto by the Five Elements Divine Mountain and had no way to escape through the air. So he roared and burned all his divine power to unleash a dazzling sword strike.

The sword energy was like a dragon, as thick as a mountain, piercing through the sky and the earth. Its chilling killing intent was terrifying, and many people couldn't help but tremble.

"boom!"

The sword struck the mountainside and cleaved it in half!

"It's him, one of the top ten disciples of the previous generation from Misty Peak!" Finally, someone recognized his identity.

Misty Peak is also a great sect with a history of ten thousand years in the Eastern Wilderness. The ten disciples of each generation are all outstanding talents who are expected to reach the Immortal Platform Realm, and the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters are even more promising immortal talents who are expected to reach the Dao Severing Realm.

However, the five-colored energy was inexhaustible, and the powerful sword intent that had just been cleaved in the mountain was worn away, and it returned to its wholeness and collapsed once again.

"boom!"

This time, nothing could stop the Five-Colored Divine Mountain. The tenth disciple of Misty Peak was completely suppressed. Then, the Life and Death Platform flashed with divine light, and he disappeared.

Clearly, this disciple from Misty Peak was deemed to be in mortal danger and had no choice but to perish there.

As soon as the Five-Colored Divine Mountain landed, it immediately intertwined with the Dao Platform, transforming into a lifelike divine mountain that stood tall on the battlefield.

"That's terrifying! A single strike sent a master at the peak of the Four Extremes realm to his death." Someone gasped.

"The Dragon Transformation Realm! How could someone like that get in!" someone lamented.

Amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, Ning Qingyi slowly sat atop the Five Elements Divine Mountain, looking down at the young experts around him who wore expressions of fear.

"If you want to challenge me, then let's climb this mountain and have a battle!"

Ning Qing sat cross-legged atop the mountain, fearlessly meeting the gazes of everyone around her.

Unfortunately, there wasn't a single saint-level figure at his lodgings. Seeing how easily he had defeated the successor of a major sect, they had no choice but to retreat, clearing the area around him.

"Hey!"

A blazing light streaked towards us like a meteor!
(End of this chapter)