The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 67 The Peak of the Younger Generation: A New Round Begins (Refresh if there are duplicates)
On the battlefield of life and death, sixty-four young talents stood in different places, some calm and composed, some covered in dust, and some gritting their teeth.

The halo formed by the five-colored divine light slowly dissipated. Ning Qingyi didn't care at all, as if she had no idea how many people she had offended. She walked leisurely towards Ye Fan.

"How is it?" Ning Qingyi asked.

Ye Fan was full of excitement, but still sighed, "It's a pity that I didn't break through to the Fourth Extreme Realm, so I can't have a proper battle with them later."

Although he had swept away more than one opponent in the previous melee, most of them were at the Great Perfection of the Dao Palace realm, with only two people who had just entered the Four Extremes realm. Now, most of the people standing in the arena are experts at the Great Perfection of the Four Extremes realm, which is obviously very disadvantageous to him.

"So what? Go ahead and break through." Ning Qingyi said this casually.

Ye Fan was stunned, as if he hadn't expected such a move, and said with a wry smile, "I haven't accumulated enough source energy to break through to the fourth level..."

Just then, the Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi activated the Battle Arena and sent everyone back.

"Everyone, the arena battle begins tomorrow. My Yaochi still has some preparations to make, so please rest first," said the Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi.

The crowd nodded and gradually dispersed.

Ning Qingyi and Ye Fan returned to their lodgings, while Black Emperor muttered a few words and revealed a malicious expression.

"You two lads, I have important business to attend to. I'll come see you again tonight."

"What's that damn dog up to now?" Ye Fan muttered.

"It's none of our business, just rest well." Ning Qingyi was too lazy to think about it further, and then asked, "In today's melee, which opponents do you think we need to be wary of?"

Ye Fan recalled carefully, his expression becoming somewhat solemn: "Jin Chixiao of the Northern Plains Golden Family is extremely terrifying, possessing a Golden Divine Art that seals the void. Ji Haoyue is also living up to her reputation; the phenomenon of the bright moon rising over the sea is also very frightening. In addition, the Tai Xuan Sect also has a young expert..."

Ning Qing thought back to that final sweeping round, which spurred out many experts.

“These few are just ordinary people. As your cultivation level improves in the future, and you even reach the Four Extremes realm, they will not be your match,” Ning Qingyi said calmly. “But there are a few people who are formidable enemies.”

Ye Fan asked curiously, "Which ones?"

Ning Qingyi said, "Wang Teng, the heir of the Wang family of Beiyuan, has already reached the Great Perfection of the Dragon Transformation stage and is not far from breaking through to the Immortal Platform stage."

"Sendai!" Ye Fan exclaimed, "The younger generation is about to break through to Sendai so quickly?"

Ning Qingyi said calmly, "It's not just him. There's also someone in Nanling who has reached the Great Perfection of Dragon Transformation, and there's someone in Zhongzhou who has already reached the Sendai Realm."

Ning Qingyi suspected that the one coming from Nanling was very likely the future Southern Demon, while the one coming from Zhongzhou was very likely the Central Emperor Xiang Yufei!

Ye Fan was deeply shocked, but he quickly rallied. After all, he had only been cultivating for four years. If he had started cultivating from a young age, he was confident that he would be no less than anyone else!

The stars twinkled, the silver moon shone softly, and the night was as still as water.

Yaochi Abode is undoubtedly a pure land of simplicity and tranquility, far from the hustle and bustle, yet without any auspicious atmosphere. Everything is natural, like a light and elegant ink painting.

Just as Ning Qingyi and Ye Fan were enjoying their drinks, the Black Emperor suddenly sprang out of the ground, a smug look on his face. However, upon seeing the food on Ning Qingyi and Ye Fan's plates, the Black Emperor couldn't help but fly into a rage.

"You two lads, I was diligently gathering information for you, and you actually drank from the divine spring behind my back?! You even used it to brew tea."

Black Emperor suddenly took a step forward, his calf-like body pressing down directly, but Ning Qingyi would not tolerate him. Her five-colored energy surged silently, imprisoning Black Emperor in mid-air!
"Woof! Woof! Woof! Release me!" The Black Emperor roared in fury, struggling desperately, only to find that his newly repaired body was being suppressed, and he could not break free by brute force alone.

"Speak properly and don't do anything reckless." Ning Qingyi calmly moved the Black King away and placed it at a distance to prevent the dead dog from rushing over again.

Sure enough, the Black Emperor, having calmed down, slowly walked over. Looking at the cup prepared for him with some dissatisfaction, he took out a bowl: "Kid, you can't enjoy drinking from that one, use this bowl!"

Ye Fan's face darkened: "Do you think the divine spring water is just some random spring? There's no way you can waste so much of it!"

Upon hearing this, the Black Emperor muttered a few words, but still obediently took a sip, smacked his lips a few times, and said, "I really miss the old days when I could drink freely from the divine spring water of Yaochi."

In the past, Ye Fan would have thought the Black Emperor was exaggerating, but after learning that he had accompanied the Great Emperor Wushi in his later years, he knew it was all true. He just couldn't understand why such an unparalleled figure as the Great Emperor Wushi would raise such a dog.

This is truly a disgrace to the Emperor.

"Do you know who our opponents will be tomorrow?" Black Emperor asked mysteriously.

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow: "Stop keeping me in suspense, you dead dog, just tell me!"

The Black Emperor said, "Xiang Yufei from the Central Continent!"

The first thing he said was earth-shattering news.

"Are you sure that Xiang Yufei is among the people from Zhongzhou?" Ning Qingyi's eyes flickered, and a hint of fighting spirit appeared in them.

Seeing his expression, the Black Emperor knew that he was eager to hunt.

"Who is Xiang Yufei?" Ye Fan asked curiously.

Nine thousand years ago, a peerless genius named Xiang Yufei appeared on the land of Zhongzhou. At the young age of nineteen, he became a ruler-level figure, invincible and possessing the bearing of an ancient emperor.

Unfortunately, fate was cruel; he died young at the age of twenty. Even the life-protecting lock made by several Arhats using the leftover material from the Buddha's vajra could not prolong his life.

But in the end, Xiang Yufei buried himself in an ice coffin and lay dormant on a snow-capped peak.

He wanted to avoid death and be resurrected someday!
Ye Fan exclaimed in astonishment: "How is this possible?! Someone who had been asleep for nine thousand years has actually been resurrected?!"

Ning Qingyi calmly said, "Don't be surprised. It's mainly because they are not supreme beings at the Great Emperor level. Other cultivators have many ways to spend their lives in slumber. Isn't that how the ancient races did it?"

Ye Fan suddenly realized and then said, "Then his cultivation level must be at the second level of the Immortal Platform Realm. I'm afraid no one can defeat him in the second round of the competition."

The Black Emperor chuckled: "You're mistaken. Not to mention the one beside you, the Southern Ridge Demon Emperor Palace has also produced a peerless genius."

The Demon Emperor's Palace is an extremely ancient place, its age difficult to verify. All that is known is that it has endured an incredibly long period of time and remains immortal.

It is a sacred temple in the hearts of the Southern Ridge demons, a place of reverence and closeness to the gods. According to the incomplete records of demon script, it may have been forged by a demon saint emperor himself. "Inheriting the power of the demon emperor's lineage, this is an extremely terrifying lineage," Ning Qingyi couldn't help but say.

Ye Fan felt he was being rather ignorant, but he still had to ask, "Is it that special?"

Ning Qingyi paused for a moment, then said, "Although it may be a bit early to say these things to you, and it might even seem like I'm spouting nonsense, the truth is that even among emperors, there are differences in skill!"

Upon hearing this, not only was Ye Fan shocked, but even the Black Emperor's expression turned solemn.

The word "Emperor" carries a weight heavier than heaven and earth, crushing ancient history. Those not of the same realm cannot be compared. Yet, throughout history, emperors have never met; only after one emperor dies can a new one be born, and even then, there are still those who are stronger and those who are weaker.

"The lineage of the Demon Emperor's Palace is passed down by the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing, a truly unparalleled figure..."

This is an ancient emperor of the demon race who looks down upon the past and present and reigns supreme over all the heavens and myriad realms.

His unparalleled brilliance illuminated the starry sky, his formidable name instilled fear in all who heard it. Supreme and unrivaled, during his reign, none dared disobey him in the heavens and the earth. He struck down the gods in the highest heavens and subdued the chaos of the netherworld below; his beauty was unmatched, unparalleled in the world.

Before attaining enlightenment, he killed the Divine Blood Supreme, slew the invincible ancient ancestor among the Holy Spirits, and killed several ancient evil gods at the Quasi-Emperor level.

When he attained enlightenment, he single-handedly swept through the universe, defeating all opponents in one night and forcefully ascending to the pinnacle!

He is truly a man who surpasses even gods!

"Most importantly, the Demon Emperor's true form was not strong; it was merely a snow rabbit. Yet, it progressed step by step, transforming into a true dragon and ultimately becoming an unparalleled supreme being, invincible in heaven and earth."

Even the Black Emperor had only heard snippets of this secret; he had never heard any of the details Ning Qingyi had recounted.

"A snow rabbit transformed into a true dragon..." Black Emperor exclaimed, "Truly a role model for us all!"

Ye Fan was deeply moved, because he had seen the Nine Dragons Pulling a Coffin before and was very sensitive to the phrase, but soon he had a thought: "Why does it sound so much like the Ruthless Great Emperor..."

Black King glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ning Qingyi continued, "The Demon Emperor's Palace has also sent out their peerless genius. I wonder if he has cultivated the Demon Emperor's Scripture."

"Whether he's a true dragon or not, we'll see in tomorrow's competition." Black Emperor chuckled. "By the way, besides those two, Wang Teng from the Northern Plains Wang family is also a formidable opponent. So, the Wolf God who has shaken the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Plains these past two years is him!"

Wang Teng is the successor of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor. He was already invincible among the younger generation of the Northern Plains at the age of fifteen. Now, four years later, he has reached the Great Perfection of the Dragon Transformation stage, only slightly inferior to the Central Emperor. However, his growth trajectory is too similar to that of the great emperors in human history, and even surpasses them.

Before he was even two years old, he was carried by a crane and disappeared into the clouds, often vanishing for a month or two, each time undergoing a complete transformation. At five, he danced with a dragon in a deep pool; at seven, he entered the Ancient God Lake in the Northern Region alone and obtained a golden ancient war chariot; at nine, he entered the Ancient Emperor Mountain and brought out the Chaotic Ancient Divine Talisman and a Heavenly Emperor Holy Sword; at twelve, he fell into the Divine Phoenix Cave and obtained the blood of the Undying Divine Phoenix; at fifteen, he traveled alone to the Eastern Wilderness and obtained one of the Nine Secrets…

All of this is like a dream. He is definitely a person of great destiny in the world, a protagonist of an era in the history of humankind, whose legendary experience is no less than that of the ancient emperors.

Ye Fan was somewhat numb. He had encountered one fortuitous event after another, but he found that many people were just as good as him, and some were even far superior. Take the person next to him, for example. Putting aside the lineage and inheritance, the fact that he had entered the Desolate Tower was enough to shock the world.

"Interesting, very interesting." Ning Qingyi's lips were full of smiles: "Finally, I can have a proper fight with these young prodigies. I hope they won't disappoint me."

Black Emperor barked and said, "Kid, although you have a single secret realm cultivation method and cannot be simply regarded as a Dragon Transformation cultivator, those people on the other side are not ordinary people. They are true young prodigies, no less than Saint Body cultivators!"

Upon hearing the last sentence, Ye Fan couldn't help but glare at him fiercely and said, "You damn dog, I've never seen you so worried about Qingyi's wins or losses before. Why are you suddenly concerned about it today?"

Black Emperor's expression froze. How could he possibly reveal that he had used divine resources to gamble on tomorrow's outcome? He could only laugh it off.

Ning Qingyi remained silent, simply gazing at the stars in the sky.

The next day, many young prodigies gathered at the Yaochi Battle Arena, and important figures checked into the Heavenly Palace. Some experts who had just completed their Dao-Slaying Tribulation returned, all beaming with joy as they awaited the start of the competition.

Of course, there were also many young experts present, many of whom looked at Ning Qingyi with angry eyes. They were the ones who had been eliminated by his indiscriminate attacks yesterday, and in terms of true strength, they were no worse than some of the people on the field.

The Queen Mother of the West gathered everyone together and said, "Everyone, this time Yaochi will not choose opponents for you. Just like yesterday, you can enter the life-or-death battle arena."

"Then, choose your favorite opponent and start a free-for-all!"

Everyone was shocked, never expecting that the Queen Mother of the West in Yaochi would come up with such a grouping.

"Senior Queen Mother, what if someone lacks martial ethics and uses their cultivation level to intimidate others?" a young expert asked boldly.

The Queen Mother of the West calmly said, "True young prodigies all possess the ability to defy the odds by crossing several minor realms; realm is not absolute. However, what this young friend said makes sense. In that case, we should not allow cultivators of higher realms to take the initiative to challenge cultivators of lower realms, unless the realms are fixed at the same level."

The young people looked at each other, their arrogance evident, and clearly agreed to the plan.

"It seems everyone agrees. In that case, let's go to the battle arena!"

The Battle Arena of Yaochi has reopened. This vast training ground, built of cliff stones, stretches as far as the eye can see. The stones are covered with knife marks, arrow holes, bloodstains, and cracks, full of vicissitudes and stories.

Ning Qingyi and the others transformed into divine light and voluntarily entered the life-or-death battle arena, then each occupied a section of cliff.

There was silence.

Having witnessed the prelude to yesterday's chaotic battle, many people now have a better understanding of who the truly terrifying individuals are, and naturally, they won't rashly step forward. They secretly ponder the information they gained yesterday, searching for opponents of equal strength to themselves.

"Ji Haoyue, do you dare to fight me!" the Golden-Winged Roc King shouted, glancing at Ning Qingyi as he spoke, clearly still harboring resentment over the events at the underground palace.

Ji Haoyue's face was full of fighting spirit: "How could I not dare?!"

On the other side, Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of Dayan, took out the weapon he had forged and looked at the Holy Son of Zifu who was walking towards him, equally filled with fighting spirit.

Soon, a series of duels between young prodigies began.

As for Ning Qingyi, he looked at the many young prodigies who had no rivals yet and smiled slightly.

"Wang Teng, I'm very interested in your Nine Secrets. Let me see them!"

(End of this chapter)