Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 1185 - 1185 1185 I am called Zui Tian_1

1185: Chapter 1185: I am called Zui Tian_1 1185: Chapter 1185: I am called Zui Tian_1 Long Yan also noticed the black-clothed young man, capturing some fluctuations in his aura.

The black-clothed young man was at the Ancient Emperor Stage, his strength definitely wasn’t as simple as it appeared on the surface.

“Bai Ling and Ye Han Smoke surprisingly didn’t attend, I wonder why?”

Bai Ling and Ye Han Smoke, among the younger generation in Emperor Domain, were both prominent figures.

Long Yan thought they would attend such a grand event, but unexpectedly, both were absent.

He wondered why.

An hour later, all ten stages were filled with people.

The first selection competition was basically over.

Those who did not step onto the stage could only shake their heads and sigh in disappointment.

They were utterly out of the martial assembly.

They couldn’t even pass the threshold of the martial assembly.

Just when everyone thought that no one else would step on the stage, Long Yan moved.

With a flash, he reached the edge of the stage.

Stepping forward, he went directly into the stage.

The prohibition could not stop him at all.

“Who is this man?

It looks like another strong one.”

At this moment, the attention of the crowd was drawn to Long Yan.

The number of people who could enter the stage so easily was not many.

Undoubtedly, Long Yan was also a strong one.

But his face had changed.

Apart from a few people from the Zhenyang Sect, no one knew his real identity.

“His face is unfamiliar.

I’ve never seen him before.

At such a young age, he has such strength.

He must have some background.”

Some even speculated that Long Yan was a genius secretly nurtured by a powerful entity.

Long Yan stepped onto the stage, standing not far from Lei Xiaotian, Lei Youyou, and Zhan Wushuang.

He made eye contact with the trio, and then withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, Long Yan clearly sensed a gaze.

Following its direction, he saw Qian Qiuxue and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Qian Qiuxue had the Eye of Truth.

Long Yan’s tricks couldn’t fool her.

“Have you fully recovered?”

Qian Qiuxue looked at Long Yan, her mind trembling slightly, secretly happy for him.

“Do you know him?”

Seeing Qian Qiuxue paying attention to Long Yan, Ten thousand swords one curiously asked.

It was his first time seeing Long Yan.

“You’ll know soon.”

Qian Qiuxue didn’t want to expose Long Yan’s identity, nor was she going to tell Ten thousand swords one.

Time passed again a quarter of an hour later.

No one was challenging the platform anymore.

“End of the first selection competition!”

Hua Tianxiong directly announced the end after asking another round.

Those who stepped onto the stage qualified to participate in the stage competition and had the opportunity to get the Purple Crystal and Purple Crystal Source.

As for others, they were directly eliminated.

Next, Hua Tianxiong took out the prepared number plates from the storage ring and handed out to each participant.

The number plates were specially made.

In the ring competition, if defeated, the number plates would explode.

Anyone losing the number plate was eliminated.

“Thirty-six, lucky!”

The number displayed on Long Yan’s number plate was thirty-six, a lucky number.

There were almost a hundred thousand people participating in the selection, but only about one-tenth of them could step onto the stage.

There were not a few at the Quasi-emperor and Ancient Emperor stages.

Even more were at the Peak of Nirvana Realm.

Of course, those below the Peak of Nirvana Realm but powerful were also included, and Long Yan was one of them.

After receiving their number plates, tens of thousands of participants returned to the spectator’s stand.

“The first selection competition has ended; next up is the real martial assembly.

I will randomly draw two number plates.

The participants whose number plates are drawn will compete on the stage until a winner is decided, regardless of life or death!”

Hua Tianxiong said loudly.

“Ninety-three against one thousand three hundred and fifty-seven, First Ring!”

As Hua Tianxiong’s words fell, two figures jumped onto the first ring.

The prohibition of the ring also rose at the same time.

“Nine thousand one hundred seventeen against three thousand five hundred twenty-five, Second Ring!”

…

With every pair of numbers Hua Tianxiong read out, two corresponding people entered the ring.

“Five thousand six hundred forty-three against thirty-six, Eighth Ring!”

Very quickly, Hua Tianxiong read out the list of the eighth group of contestants.

Unfortunately, number thirty-six was Long Yan.

“It’s my turn in the first round, actually.

It seems my luck is really good.”

Long Yan’s mouth curled into a slight smile, and he quickly flew toward the eighth ring.

The moment he stepped onto the ring, an elderly man also stepped onto the stage.

The elderly man was in a black robe, looking thin.

His gaze carried a stern coldness.

He was not weak; he was an Ancient Emperor.

“Look quickly, on the Eighth Ring, that guy’s opponent is an Ancient Emperor.

I wonder what the guy’s strength is.”

Previously, Long Yan had drawn the crowd’s attention.

Now as he went into battle, it naturally drew the attention of many people.

His opponent was an Ancient Emperor, and everyone wanted to know his strength.

A while later, two people appeared on the ninth and tenth rings, respectively.

Battles on all the ten rings were going on one after another.

The Eighth Ring.

“Kid, concede.

You are no match for me,” the thin old man said to Long Yan, not believing that Long Yan could be his opponent.

“It’s good to be confident, but you don’t have the strength to be so confident.

That’s what I want to say to you.

I don’t want to kill anyone right now.”

Long Yan replied indifferently.

Given his current strength, he really didn’t consider any Ancient Emperor to be a worthy contender.

“Bragging!”

The thin man sneered and then grabbed out, a big knife appeared in his hand.

His cold voice echoed,” Kid, tell me your name.

I do not leave nameless ghosts under my knife.”

This big knife was clearly a Tenth-Grade Dao Artifact, filled with resentment, obviously a fierce weapon.

“My name is Zui Tian!”

Long Yan slowly uttered four words.

Zui Tian, his name is his past life.

Zui Tian is Long Yan, and Long Yan is also Zui Tian!

Wu Dao already knew his identity; he didn’t need to hide anymore.

The martial assembly was a perfect occasion to use the name Zui Tian to disguise his identity.

“That guy’s name is Zui Tian, such a domineering name.

I wonder what his strength looks like?”

Upon hearing Long Yan’s name, everyone showed some surprise.

This name was unfamiliar to them and very bold, making them even more curious about Long Yan’s strength.

“Kid, be smarter in your next life!”

After finishing the sentence, the thin old man swung his knife at Long Yan.

The knife intent filled, resentment skyrocketed, and the power of an Ancient Emperor pressured.

The power of this strike genuinely reached the height of Ancient Emperor.

The thin old man went all out from the start, clearly intending to kill Long Yan in one move.

“Just an Ancient Emperor, you’re not enough!”

Long Yan snorted softly.

As the thin old man’s knife was about to fall from the sky, Long Yan reached out and pointed towards the void.

A force shot out and directly shattered the knife intent.

At the same time, this force slammed into the thin old man’s body.

With a bang, the thin old man’s body exploded and was killed in an instant!