C850 (1/2)
Chapter 850 - Cold Peak Killing Sword
The night passed in a flash.
In the early morning, the sky was somewhat overcast. Not long after, heavy rain poured down from the Yan Yang City. Even so, there were still many cultivators gathered around the life and death arena.
The Life and Death Arena was located in the center of a plaza in the west of the city. It was a round platform that was around two meters tall, and about thirty meters in size. The round table was as black as ink, as if it had been cut and polished by a gigantic boulder.
As long as the Yan Yang City existed, the life and death arena would exist.
But even so, the life and death arena wasn't damaged at all. There were still bloodstains on the stage. Even if it was this heavy rain, it still couldn't be washed clean.
The surrounding 100 meters around the life and death arena was filled with rooms.
The cultivators gathered under the eaves. Most of those who came here were the preparatory disciples of the Sword-fighting Villa. Regardless of whether it was Tang Huan or Gu Sen, both were merely preparatory disciples. Their life and death battle was a huge matter for everyone in the Sword-fighting Villa, but compared to the Yan Yang City and even the entire ”Pure Yang Sword Sect”, it was nothing more than a small matter, nothing worth paying attention to.
A fight to the death on the life and death arena was nothing out of the ordinary for the citizens of Yan Yang City.
Over the years, countless cultivators had died on the Life and Death Arena. This sort of life-and-death battle occurred almost every day, sometimes even several times a day. On this black round platform, there were cultivators that had been below Heavenly Domain before, and had come to Heavenly Domain and the Heavenly Domain before as well.
Even Three Yuan Realm warriors would occasionally come to the Life and Death Stage to fight with their lives.
The closer it got to noon, the more cultivators gathered around the life and death arena. However, not only did the rain not stop, it became even heavier, just like a torrential downpour.
”It's here!” ”He's here...”
”Tang Huan?”
”It looks like Tang Huan!”
”...”
Under the eaves of the houses surrounding the plaza, a commotion suddenly broke out.
At that moment, on the wide road to the east of the Life and Death Stage, thirteen figures dashed over. Within a short while, they entered the plaza. Like lightning, they arrived below the life and death arena. Twelve people stopped in their tracks, while the person at the front leaped up and landed on the platform.
This man was Tang Huan!
As the raindrops fell, they seemed to be blocked by an invisible layer of Strength Qi, and they all slid down to the ground. On the way, Tang Huan actually didn't get a single drop of rain. Below the stage, Hu Xuan, Chen You and the others were also the same. For True Spirit Level Cultivators, it was not difficult to do so.
After a while, people started coming out from the eaves of the houses.
On the life and death arena, Tang Huan's eyes slightly narrowed, and remained as unmoving as a mountain. The Flame Feather Spear in his hands released a faint fiery red glow in the rain. However, more and more cultivators appeared under the Life and Death Stage. There were people whispering to each other, and even though it was covered by the rain, there were still soft murmurs coming from time to time.
”Oh, today, this life and death arena is going to take away another life.”
”This Tang Huan doesn't have a big chance of winning, the gap between his and Gu Sen's cultivation is too big. If he had already broken through to the Rank Seven True Spirit, even if it's just the Peak Rank Six True Spirit, it's hard to say who will win.”
”Tang Huan is extremely cunning, do you think that he is the kind of person who would come to the life and death arena to die even though he knows his chances of winning are slim?”
”It seems like it's almost noon. Is Gu Sen not coming?”