Immortal Rebellion: Investing in Cause and Effect, Unexpectedly Hijacking Li Muwan's Deal

When Lu Xuan arrived at the mountain gate square, the other four disciples who participated in the competition had been waiting for a long time.

Li Muwan wore a light blue dress and had a cool and aloof expression.

Zhou Yun stood beside her, a long sword slung across his back, his gaze toward Lu Xuan filled with scrutiny and dissatisfaction.

Liu Yiyi of Lingyao Peak is a petite woman who looks gentle and charming, but she is playing with a pair of short thorns that emit a poisonous light.

Sun Hai, a dark-skinned, burly man from the Hall of Law Enforcement, stood with his arms crossed, his expression arrogant.

When Lu Xuan arrived, all four of them turned their attention to him.

Apart from Li Muwan nodding slightly to him and offering her greetings, the other three were somewhat resentful of Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan nodded slightly to Li Muwan as a sign of politeness, then ignored the other three and looked directly at the sect leader Lan Ruo, who was standing not far away.

Standing beside Lan Ruo were Xu Yuan and two other elders.

She glanced at the five people and said, "The Burning Heaven Arena is located on the lava mountain range in the center of the Fire Burning Kingdom, and a barrier has been set up by the Alliance envoy."

The rules of the competition are simple.

Five people from each of the seven major sects will fight to seize the tokens after the melee begins.

Those who possess tokens for more than one incense stick's time are eligible.

"In other words, alliances are permissible, surprise attacks are allowed, and any means are acceptable," Lan Ruo added. "As long as external forces beyond the Foundation Establishment stage are not used, there are no restrictions."

Lu Xuan and the other four bowed and said, "Disciples understand."

Lan Ruo nodded, waved her sleeve, and a ten-zhang-long azure flying boat appeared in the sky above the square: "Board the boat and set off."

The five people boarded the airship one after another.

Xu Yuan and three other Core Formation Elders were responsible for escorting them.

The flying boat transformed into a streak of light and sped off towards the north.

The Lava Mountains are located in the central part of the Fire Kingdom, and are a red mountain range that burns with flames all year round.

In the center of the mountain range, there is a flattened peak, and at its summit is the Burning Heaven Arena.

When the airship arrived, three airships were already hovering in the air.

Among them, the flying ships of the Temple of War are the largest.

The Demon Sect's flying boat was shrouded in blood mist, with faint sounds of ghostly wails emanating from it.

The Yin Kui Sect's flying boat was the smallest, but several expressionless puppets stood on its side, making it a force to be reckoned with.

The flying boat landed at Luohe Gate, and Xu Yuan led the group out.

"Old Ghost Xu, you're still alive?" A sinister voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone turned their heads and saw an old man in a blood-red robe with a withered face stepping off the Demon Sect's flying boat, followed by five disciples with fierce eyes.

"Blood Skull Demon, you're not dead yet, how dare I go first?" Xu Yuan replied coldly.

The Blood Skull Demon chuckled twice, his gaze sweeping over Lu Xuan and the others before finally settling on Li Muwan's face:

"This little girl has quite good aptitude, it's a pity she joined the wrong Luohe Sect. If she had joined my Demonic Sect, I would definitely have been able to cultivate her into a top-notch furnace vessel."

Li Muwan's face turned pale.

Zhou Yun stepped forward, blocking her way, his hand already on the hilt of his sword.

"Blood Skull, watch your mouth." Xu Yuan's aura hardened, and the pressure of the early Nascent Soul stage began to emanate faintly.

Blood Skull Demon chuckled and said nothing more, leading his disciples toward the edge of the arena.

Lu Xuan looked up and saw...

The Burning Heaven Arena was a thousand feet in circumference.

The ground was paved with dark red volcanic rock and engraved with reinforcing arrays.

The arena was surrounded by a transparent barrier, a restriction set up by the Alliance envoy to prevent the battle from affecting the outside world.

At this moment, a palm-sized black token is quietly floating in the center of the arena.

"That's the battlefield token," Xu Yuan explained in a low voice to the five people.

"Once the token is activated by spiritual power, it will be bound to the holder."

Unless the holder dies or actively cancels the binding, no one else can bind it.

The binding mechanism means that once you grab a token, you will become the target of everyone's attacks.

Before long, the flying boats from Burning Heaven Valley, Flaming Sun Sect, and Crimson Cloud Sect also arrived one after another.

All seven major sects and thirty-five Foundation Establishment elites have now arrived.

"Buzz—"

A deep, resonant chime suddenly came from high above.

Everyone looked up.

A cultivator dressed in a silver-white robe slowly descended from the clouds.

The cultivator appeared to be a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, but his eyes held a glimmer of starlight as they opened and closed.

"The Alliance envoy has arrived," Xu Yuan whispered.

The envoy's gaze swept across the entire room, his voice calm yet clear, reaching everyone's ears:

"I, Xiao Chen, have been ordered by the Alliance to preside over the battle for the outer battlefield tokens of the Fire Burning Kingdom."

You are already aware of the rules, so I will not repeat them here.

During the competition, if someone concedes defeat, they may crush this talisman.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and thirty-five beams of white light flew toward the disciples of each sect.

Lu Xuan reached out and caught it; it was a milky-white jade talisman, warm to the touch.

"Crush the jade talisman, and the barrier will automatically teleport you out of the arena, which will be considered a forfeit," Xiao Chen said. "But once you leave the arena, you cannot re-enter."

He stepped back: "The competition will begin in an hour. Disciples of each sect, enter the barrier."

"Go." Xu Yuan looked at Lu Xuan and the other four, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, regardless of victory or defeat, come back alive."

The five nodded in unison, then flew into the barrier light screen.

The thirty-five people were scattered around the arena, wary of each other.

Zhou Yun said in a low voice, "Let's stick together and grab the token first."

Liu Yiyi and Sun Hai nodded, while Li Muwan looked at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan shook his head and said, "Whoever grabs the token first will become the target of everyone's anger. I suggest we wait and see what happens before acting."

"Are you scared?" Zhou Yun asked, frowning.

Lu Xuan ignored him and retreated to the edge of the arena in a flash.

But as he acted, he secretly sent a telepathic message to Li Muwan: "Follow me!"

Li Muwan was stunned for a moment, then followed without hesitation.

Zhou Yun's face darkened upon seeing this, but it was too late to say anything more.

From the center of the arena, Xiao Chen's voice rang out once more—"The battle begins!"

As soon as the words were spoken, thirty-five figures on the Burning Heaven Arena moved simultaneously.

Huo Hongfei of the War God Temple was the first to rush out, sweeping his giant axe and bringing with him a scorching gale as he rushed straight towards the black token in the center.

The four people behind him, Zhou Zihong, Yang Xiong, Ma Liang, and Lin Tao, split up and rushed towards the nearest Demon Sect disciple.

Two disciples of the Demonic Sect simultaneously formed hand seals.

Blood mist surged from their bodies, transforming into several crimson tentacles that coiled around Huo Hongfei's legs.

But Huo Hongfei didn't even look at it. Suddenly, a crimson flame ignited on the axe blade, and the tentacles were burned and disintegrated before they could even get close.

"boom!"

The giant axe smashed into the arena floor, causing the fiery rocks to shatter.

Huo Hongfei's left hand had already reached for the floating token.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch the token, several dark beams of light suddenly shot out from the side.

Huo Hongfei dodged by flipping over and squinted at the scene.

It turned out that the two puppets of the Yin Puppet Sect and the disciple controlling them had attacked at the same time.

Huo Hongfei snorted coldly, his body spun half a circle to the side, and his giant axe swept back in the same direction.

The puppet did not resist and flew back.

Zhou Zihong's long whip was now wrapped around the neck of a disciple of the Demonic Sect.

She pulled hard, shattering the disciple's protective aura. His face flushed red, and he hurriedly crushed the jade talisman in his hand.

A flash of white light, and the person vanished from the spot.

"Clear the area first!" Huo Hongfei shouted.

The five members of the War God Temple launched an even fiercer attack.

As the chaotic battle intensified, the number of people on the arena began to dwindle.

Lu Xuan led Li Muwan to the edge of the arena and calmly observed the situation.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yun, Liu Yiyi, and Sun Hai, who were grouped together, were being besieged by two disciples of the War God Temple and a cultivator from the Demonic Sect.

"Should we go and help?" Li Muwan asked in a low voice.

"Wait a little longer." Lu Xuan's gaze fell on the token in the center.

At this moment, a vacuum zone has formed around the token.

Huo Hongfei stood holding an axe, with Zhou Zihong standing beside him, while three other disciples of the War God Temple wandered around the perimeter.

It seems they've changed their strategy.

They weren't prepared to get the token first.

Instead, they used tokens as bait.

Use the strategy of besieging the enemy's stronghold and attacking their reinforcements to defeat any opponent who wants to seize the token.

In this way, people from other sects will not join forces to attack the people of the Temple of War.