Eternal God Emperor: My Simulated Path to God Emperor

On the fighting stage.

"I've long heard that the Primordial Ghost Body of the Earthly Fiend Ghost City is invincible in the same realm. Today, I've come to experience it for myself." Yuan Jianshen held a crimson holy sword. As the son of the Sword God Xiangyi, he naturally also regarded the way of the sword as one of his main holy paths.

"I'm not interested in you. Let Yuan Shu fight me."

"What's your relationship with Yuan Shu? Are you her suitor? The son of the Sword God, showing off for a woman, how laughable," Yuan sneered.

Yuan Jianshen's expression darkened slightly as he said, "I heard that the Earthly Fiend Ghost City also wants to compete for the Heavenly Venerable Sword Embryo this time. Miss Yuan is the leader of the Ghost Clan on this trip. Why don't we have a match beforehand to determine the winner, so as to avoid infighting in front of the Heavenly Court cultivators later?"

Yuan Yi looked at him with her beautiful eyes and smiled sweetly: "If you lose, the Yuan Clan of the Dead Clan will have to give way to cultivators from my Earthly Fiend Ghost City in the Kunwu Realm. Is that acceptable?"

Yuan Jianshen hesitated for a moment, but ultimately had absolute confidence in himself: "What if you lose?"

"The cultivators of the Earthly Fiend Ghost City would naturally react the same way when they see the Yuan family," Yuan said calmly.

"it is good."

Yuan Shu, standing below the fighting platform, frowned deeply, her expression quite helpless.

Yuan's challenge, no matter how you look at it, seemed to have a calculating undertone. She had no intention of accepting the challenge, but Yuan Jianshen either misunderstood her intentions or wanted to show off in front of everyone, and ignored the obstacles and went up to the fighting stage.

Making such a bet that could affect the entire situation is incredibly impulsive.

"I just hope he can defeat Yuan, or at least draw."

The battle between the two, in just a few words between Yuan and Yuan Jianshen, turned into a contest between the Ghost Clan's Earthly Fiend Ghost City and the Death Clan's Yuan Clan. In an instant, the onlookers from the Hell Realm became excited.

"How dare Yuan Jianshen make such a bet? If he loses, does that mean we'll have to give way to the cultivators from the Earthly Fiend City on the Kunwu Realm battlefield?" Yuan Ji said with dissatisfaction.

Yuan Qianmo frowned slightly at this, but he wasn't as excited as Yuan Ji.

"Yuan Jianshen was able to kill the top ten geniuses on the Saint Merit Ranking in the Merit Battlefield and pass through the second level of the Gate of Destiny. He is no ordinary person. It will not be easy for others to defeat him. Let's wait and see."

On the fighting stage, the two figures attacked almost simultaneously.

Yuan Jianshen was a descendant of a god, possessing the body of a true god and the highest perfect physique. When he was in the Fish-Dragon Realm, he also condensed the destiny of a god. He reached the extreme in almost every realm before the Saint Realm.

He was also highly skilled in swordsmanship. Although he did not follow the lineage of the wordless sword manual, he was only a step away from condensing the profound sword energy. His sword aura was powerful yet sinister, suggesting that his lineage was quite remarkable.

Without using any weapon, Yuan lightly extended her palm, and her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. Her movements were extremely ghostly, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Yuan Jianshen and struck the sword with her bare hands.

Yuan Jianshen had not expected his opponent to be so fast and agile. Caught off guard, he lost the initiative and was forced to retreat by a palm strike. His sword technique was broken, and he was at a disadvantage.

"Is this the renowned Formless Sword Technique of the Yuan Clan? It seems to be nothing special." Before the words were finished, Yuan's figure disappeared again, her body splitting into several afterimages, launching attacks on Yuan Jianshen from multiple directions.

"Such speed! I'm afraid there are few people below the Saint King level who can match Yuan's mastery of the Flowing Light Path." Yu Qiu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

The Path of Flowing Light is one of the Seventy-Two Supreme Sacred Paths. It is derived from the Path of Time and is a lower-level Sacred Path of Time. The fact that Yuqiu, the master of time, praised it so highly shows how accomplished Yuan is in the Path of Flowing Light.

Yuan Qianmo secretly activated his Origin Divine Eye, taking in every detail on the martial arts stage.

"Not only is her mastery of the Flowing Light Dao high, but her mastery of the Palm Dao is also very high. Her Primordial Ghost Body is also showing a tendency to overpower the True God Body. In this battle, it will be very difficult for Yuan Jianshen to win."

The situation on the fighting stage seemed completely one-sided. The difference in strength between the two might not be that great, but Yuan had the upper hand and seemed determined to defeat Yuan Jianshen in one fell swoop. Her movements were ghostly and her moves were wide and powerful. She not only wanted to defeat Yuan Jianshen, but also to completely crush the confidence of the Death Clan Saints in the most visually impactful way, and help the Earthly Fiend Ghost City clear a major obstacle to the Kunwu Realm trip ahead of schedule.

Yuan Jianshen was forced to retreat continuously by her palm techniques and agility, gradually approaching the edge of the fighting arena, and was already in a desperate situation.

Just when the onlookers thought he was about to be defeated, the situation changed.

Suddenly, a sword intent far more powerful than before erupted from Yuan Jianshen's body. Thousands of sword-shaped holy powers poured out from his body, covering the sky and blocking all of Yuan's escape routes.

"Sword energy stacked nine times, transcending heaven and earth."

"You really think I can't handle your Flowing Light Path? I'm just looking for an opportunity to strike decisively."

Yuan Jianshen's laughter rang out on the fighting stage, and sword energy swept across the stage with the laughter, enveloping the entire fighting stage.

The Formless Sword Technique is a mid-level sacred art of the Profound Realm, created by the Sword God Xiangyi in his youth. Any mid-level sacred art that can be classified as a Profound Realm technique has extraordinary abilities, and the Formless Heaven and Earth technique is one of its most powerful killing moves.

"Did he win? Yuan Jianshen does have some strength after all." Although Yuan Ji didn't like Yuan Jianshen, he didn't want him to lose to a demon cultivator.

"It's not that simple."

Yuan Qianmo and Yu Qiu's voices rang out almost simultaneously. The two exchanged a glance before turning their attention back to the fighting arena.

A dull thud interrupted Yuan Jianshen's laughter, followed by a figure flying backward from the fighting platform and crashing onto the floor of the hall.

Yuan Shu's face paled slightly, her gaze fixed on the figure emerging from the sword energy.

Yuan was dressed in a bright red dress, her black hair cascading down her back. Black patterns around her body were dissipating; these were the very patterns that had blocked Yuan Jianshen's full-force attack earlier.

"She actually mastered the Abandoned Heaven Ghost Mark, no wonder..."

Yuan stood by the fighting platform, looking down at Yuan Jianshen and the Holy Saints of the Dead Clan who were getting up in a sorry state. She chuckled and said, "Divine Son Jianshen has already been defeated by me. If any of you members of the Yuan Clan encounter cultivators from the Earthly Fiend Ghost City in the Kunwu Realm, remember to give them a wide berth."

"Damn it! How dare they provoke the Yuan clan? Does the Earthly Fiend Ghost City want to start a war with the Yuan clan?" a Yuan clan saint roared angrily.

"A bet is a bet. Yuan Jianshen was outmatched and lost to Miss Yuan. If anyone from the Yuan clan is not satisfied, they are welcome to come up on stage and challenge him." The ghost kings of the Earthly Fiend Ghost City stirred up a great deal of trouble.

"Yuan, I'll fight you." Yuan Shu's gaze was solemn as she strode towards the fighting arena.

"Goddess Yuan Shu, if you want to fight me, you'll have plenty of opportunities. But this is a contest between me and the Yuan Clan. Are you a member of the Yuan Clan?" Yuan said with a light laugh, not giving her that chance.

"That's right, Goddess Yuan Shu, it's best not to make a move. If you do, wouldn't that confirm that the Yuan Clan of the Dead has no one left?" a Ghost King shouted.

The group of undead cultivators who came with Yuan Jianshen were furious, but none of them dared to step onto the stage to fight Yuan.

"Who says the Yuan Clan of the Dead has no one left? My brother Qianmo will fight you!"

A soft, gentle voice suddenly rang out, drawing the attention of all the cultivators.

Yuan Qianmo turned to look at Yu Qiu, her eyes filled with an interrogative gaze.

"Brother Qianmo, why look at me like that? I was just helping you get your thoughts out."