Chapter 672 The Meeting Did Not Stop Me (1/2)

Less than two hours after the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals announced the list, the ancient Earth Immortals also announced their own list.

This was undoubtedly a new thing for the ancient Earth Immortals who loathed syncronizing things with the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals. On the other hand, this also proved that after the five consecutive victories, w.a.n.g Lu had obtained enough attention from the other party.

However, the more the ancient Earth Immortals valued this thing, the less likely that the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals would win.

”Little Poison, Flesh Ma.s.sacre, Ravenous Wolf… they're really serious!”

After the ancient Earth Immortals posted the list on the billboards used to broadcast the matches on top of each area, the woeful sigh of the cultivators could be heard everywhere in the City of Immortals.

Of the four people on the list, any one of them was like thunder reverberating in one's ear by now. In the previous two months of compet.i.tion, they had already made ill.u.s.trious achievements—all built over a large number of corpses of the cultivators of Nine Regions.

Because of the words of the man in black, the scenes of the Grand Compet.i.tion were very brutal in its first two months. The ancient Earth Immortals were relentless and often killed the cultivators of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals in the fight. Although killing was inevitable in this Grand Compet.i.tion, many of the killings were intentional. For example, when the Little Poison Immortal confronted Senior Red Blood Poison—even after the Senior Red Blood Poison already had the idea to give up and admit defeat after his blood venom attack was nullified—before he could open his mouth to say it, Little Poison Immortal had already melted his throat that it had practically disappeared and thus he was unable to say it.

This was clearly a deliberate killing, and the death of Senior Red Blood Poison was terrible. Previously, it was because of this point that the Master of Heavenly Book Building Supreme Ting Feng began to question w.a.n.g Lu's decision making...

The ancient Earth Immortals acted in such a way to suppress the morale and fighting spirit of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals, to plant the seed of fear in their hearts… As a matter of fact, this tactic was successful once. Many cultivators of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals didn't even dare to look straight at their opponent upon entering the arena and that they could only muster fifty to sixty percent of their ability. And that was until w.a.n.g Lu came forward and boosted the morale of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals with five consecutive victories.

However, when people saw the names in the list were Little Poison Immortal, Flesh Ma.s.sacre, Ravenous Wolf… they still felt a bit cold.

These few people were probably the cruelest and murderous of the ancient Earth Immortals, especially those first three names.

Before joining the ancient Earth Immortals group, Little Poison Immortal was once an out-and-out evil cultivator. In order to study the poison method, he spared no effort and sacrificed tens of millions of lives. In today's Nine Regions, it was regarded as the most valuable thing for the evil cultivators, Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Beads—a demonic treasure made from the refined souls and corpses of tens of thousands of innocent people. There were at least a hundred of this thing in the hands of Little Poison Immortal.

The Flesh Ma.s.sacre was basically a madman. Although he cultivated immortal cultivation, he actually ate flesh raw and drank blood, and he was more like a savage than a human. But what he loved the most was human flesh. The higher the cultivation stage a person had, the more he liked that person's flesh. This time in this Grand Compet.i.tion, he once defeated a Yuanying Stage cultivator, and then, in the eyes of tens of thousands of audience, he directly swallowed the soul of his opponent and then skinned his opponent's body. That match almost triggered a riot, and the friends and relatives of the deceased rushed into the arena despite the obstruction from the Golden Armored Puppet. Fortunately, they were stopped by the direct appearance of the Pure Golden Armored Army. Although they were inevitably put into the dark room, their lives at least could be saved… In that fight, Flesh Ma.s.sacre and his ap.r.o.n, which was sewn from the scalp of ten Yuanying Stage cultivators became known to everyone. At the same time, he also declared his intention to create a new ap.r.o.n.

As for Ravenous Wolf, he was a bit cleaner than the first two. He never butchered or mistreated his opponents, but in the three matches that he had partic.i.p.ated so far, none of his opponents survived… Even when the match was relatively low in confrontation, he could still trigger this and that ”accident” and reasonably killed the opponent. If the Little Poison Immortal and Flesh Ma.s.sacre were demons from h.e.l.l, then the Ravenous Wolf was like a ghost hidden in the shadow, low key, but equally deadly.

According to the match list, the opponents of those three people would be Liu Li, Zhu s.h.i.+yao, and Quan Zou Hua… As long as people thought that these three lively and young girls were likely to die in the hands of several homicidal maniacs, the chill in the people's heart became more unendurable.

Some enthusiastic cultivators even wanted to find w.a.n.g Lu on their own initiative to let him think twice before acting so as not to cause irreparable losses due to a moment of anger.

However, these people's efforts were of course futile. Once w.a.n.g Lu made his decision, how could he easily change it?

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Amidst the worry of the audiences, the compet.i.tion's day finally arrived.

On this day, the Central Arena of Immortal One Area had enough seats to accommodate a million people. The cultivators from all parts of Nine Regions gathered here to watch the compet.i.tion that would determine its fate.

Although the Grand Compet.i.tion had only been held by one-third of its total matches, everyone knew that this compet.i.tion would determine whether the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals would turn the situation around or fall into the abyss and completely lose the entire Grand Compet.i.tion.

On the rostrum, more than one hundred Earth Immortals and more than one hundred Elders of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals had been seated. The Earth Immortal side was silent, while the side of the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals was filled with a lot of discussions.

They commented on the current situation, on the opponents, on w.a.n.g Lu, and on Supreme He Tu… Toward this, He Tu completely ignored them and just closed his eyes. In this compet.i.tion, he gave w.a.n.g Lu his full trust and let w.a.n.g Lu do whatever he wanted. Even though the list that w.a.n.g Lu gave him was a bit puzzling, He Tu still didn't change his original intention.

In supporting w.a.n.g Lu, he spared no effort.

Seeing that He Tu refused to even comment, the people's focus naturally fell on Spirit Sword Sect—which was also the protagonist of today's compet.i.tion.

”Daoist Master Feng Yin, does your sect's Lead Disciple really have the confidence to win, or he's just bluffing? His list is a bit too much, don't you think? The names are all from your Spirit Sword Sect, and moreover, they're all from the younger generation disciples! If I remember correctly, there are still some survivors from the catastrophe in your sect, and they are all very powerful. Don't just hide them, call them out here to fight!”