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"Private duels are forbidden within the secret realm. Any disputes must be settled on the arena. Violators will be expelled from the secret realm."

This voice contained an irresistible will, as if it were the rule of this world, making everyone's eardrums ache!

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone in the Thunder Emperor Palace felt a blur before their eyes, and their bodies were enveloped by an invisible force, instantly disappearing from their original spot.

When they came to their senses, they found themselves standing on a huge arena.

This arena was thousands of feet in circumference, built of pitch-black boulders, covered with dense, mysterious runes, exuding an ancient aura, and surrounded by endless void.

Shi Hao looked around and found that besides his group, there were thousands of unfamiliar faces on the arena.

Most of these people were young cultivators like them, clearly geniuses and first-generation cultivators from various races.

Behind them stood some even more imposing figures, their followers.

And these followers were all at the Divine Fire Realm.

"Teng Yi of the Fire Gold Clan, Zhen Gu of the Spirit Clan, Qing Xian of the Lotus Clan, Yang Zi of the Yin Yang Academy..."

Qingyi listed the names of those people one by one, her expression suddenly becoming somewhat solemn: "Almost all the top-ranking first-generation figures from the three thousand prefectures have come."

Feng Wu also gasped: "It is said that there are about three thousand people who came to the secret realm this time. They are all the first generation of geniuses from various races. Seeing them today, it seems that the rumors are true."

Hearing Qingyi and Fengwu's words, Lin Dong's eyes immediately revealed a hint of excitement: "The more people, the better, then I can have a good fight!"

At that moment, Han Li had already taken two steps back from the crowd without making a sound.

He glanced at his followers who were at the Divine Fire Realm and began to secretly calculate which direction he should run if the battle started.

Just then, Shi Hao's gaze suddenly stopped on a familiar figure.

The man, dressed in a black feathered robe and wielding a void battle halberd, was none other than Di Chong.

"Look, the successor of the Immortal Palace has arrived too."

Shi Hao whispered a reminder to everyone.

However, Lin Dong shrugged indifferently: "Let him come. I didn't get enough of a fight last time, so this is a good opportunity to have another one with him!"

Di Chong noticed Shi Hao and the others at this moment, but he just snorted coldly and turned his head away, seemingly not wanting to have any further interaction with them.

At this moment, Qin Hao suddenly walked up to Shi Hao and said excitedly, "Brother, we made a promise to have a good spar when we were in the lower realm. Now that we're all on the arena, why don't we have one now..."

Shi Hao glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "Now is not the time."

Qin Hao was taken aback: "Then when can you fight me?"

Shi Hao did not answer Qin Hao's question, but simply patted him on the shoulder and then flashed to the center of the arena.

Upon seeing someone fly to the arena first, all the cultivators in the arena immediately focused their attention on them.

Shi Hao stood confidently in the center of the arena, his provocative gaze sweeping over everyone present. He loudly proclaimed, "Gentlemen, my name is Huang, and I come from the lower realm. Today, I would like to use this arena to seek guidance from the first generation of geniuses of the upper realm, to test my own knowledge. I wonder which one of you is willing to offer your instruction?"

These words caused an uproar in the audience.

"The sinful blood of the lower realm? How dare he come to the upper realm?"

"Who is Huang? I've never heard of him before?"

"This person is so arrogant. What kind of capable people can come from such a barren place as the lower realm? I think he's just bluffing."

"That's right, how dare a lowly ant from the lower realm shout at us?"

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

Mocking and disdainful voices came from all directions.

The geniuses from the upper realms looked at Shi Hao as if he were an ant that didn't know its own mortality.

But some people's expressions turned serious.

They had heard of the name "Wilderness".

In the past few days, this young man from the lower realm has made quite a name for himself in the secret realm.

Just then, another voice came from the crowd: "Don't underestimate these cultivators from the lower realms. Have you all forgotten? Zhu Chen, who caused such a stir in the upper realm not long ago, also came from the lower realms..."

Upon hearing this, those cultivators who had previously underestimated Shi Hao immediately shut their mouths.

Yes. Zhu Chen, who caused a great commotion in the Upper Realm not long ago, and even the Supreme Being of the Immortal Palace was helpless against him, also seems to have come from the Lower Realm.

They used to look down on cultivators from the lower realms.

But now, who can guarantee that a second Zhu Chen won't emerge?

After all, in this current situation where the path between heaven and earth is extremely difficult, cultivators who can come from the lower realm to the upper realm based on their own strength are by no means ordinary people.

"I'll take you on!"

Just as everyone was silent, a figure suddenly flew out from the crowd and landed in the center of the arena.

This person was dressed in a golden robe, with a cold and aloof face, and exuded a sharp sword aura, clearly a sword cultivator.

"Sword Valley, Sword Warrior, I have come to learn from you."

"please."

Shi Hao stretched out his hand and gestured to Jian Wushuang as if he wanted to fight.

"Sword, come!"

Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, a golden longsword appeared in his palm.

"—Clang!!!"

As a sword light shot into the sky, he transformed into a golden streak of light and pierced directly towards Shi Hao.

Sword Valley is a top-tier sect in the Three Thousand Provinces that specializes in cultivating the way of the sword.

And Jian Wushuang, who was invited to this secret realm, must have some real skills!

Even if he wasn't the first generation, he was still one of the best among the younger generation.

The opponent's sword strike was incredibly fast; wherever the sword energy passed, only the sword's momentum was visible, not its shadow.

But it also seems that this entire world is the other's sword!

Sword shadows are everywhere!

However, facing Jian Wushuang's earth-shattering sword strike, Shi Hao neither dodged nor evaded. Only when the sword was about to strike did he extend his right hand and grab the sword energy directly.

"court death!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Jian Wu's eyes.

His sword strike contained the essence of his entire life's sword intent.

Even cultivators at the Divine Fire Realm must temporarily give way.

This cultivator from the lower realm dared to take the attack with his bare hands; he was practically courting death!
But the next moment.

Jian Wushuang's expression changed.

Because he saw that after Shi Hao's palm touched his sword energy, it actually gripped it firmly in his hand like an iron clamp.

The sword flashed past.

The blade was still an inch away from his palm.

Then it could not move forward even an inch further.

"This...how is this possible?"

Jian Wu's eyes widened instantly.

He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

That's incredible.

There was actually a cultivator of the same realm in this world who dared to take a sword strike from him bare-handed and still remained completely unharmed.

This has never happened before.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it was real!
...(End of this chapter)