Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 550 - 550 569 Rules

550: Chapter 569: Rules 550: Chapter 569: Rules Majestically unparalleled, the Immortal Saintess and Goddess, who could topple states and cities with just a glance, held no trace of a smile.

Yet the mere appearance of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden in the view of all Great Divine Power wielders shone as the brightest star in the Chaos Arena.

“Met the Mysterious Maiden.”

The Great Divine Power wielders rose and greeted her, and though it was not an extravagant salutation, it highlighted the extraordinary and eminent status of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden.

Of course, not everyone greeted the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden.

Those at the Daluo Peak, relying on their status, merely nodded at her as a way of acknowledgment, a gesture befitting their pride.

Being at the Daluo Peak, one was always at the cusp of ascending to the Quasi-Saint rank.

Though the chance was exceedingly slim, it was not nonexistent.

Despite the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden being a disciple of Nuwa, that was not sufficient for them to lower their stature.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden stood at the center of the Chaos Arena, surveying the Great Divine Power wielders.

When her eyes landed on Ye Xuan, her breath hitched slightly, and a faint smile graced her lips as she nodded towards him.

Silence!

Utter silence!

Dead silence!

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden’s evident smile towards Ye Xuan caused a subtle shift in expression among the Great Divine Power wielders, as they all turned to gaze in Ye Xuan’s direction, their eyes brimming with hostility.

This despicable woman!

Ye Xuan’s expression cooled.

Without needing further thought, it was clear to him that the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden had done this deliberately to make him a prime target for the other Great Divine Power wielders.

“Hehe!”

The Peng Demon chuckled, “Big brother, it seems the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden quite fancies you.

How fortunate are you to receive such charm; can you withstand it?”

Ye Xuan did not respond to Peng Demon’s jest, merely narrowing his eyes as he looked at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden before closing them slightly, seemingly entering meditation, undisturbed by external disruptions.

At the center of the Chaos Arena!

Watching Ye Xuan like that, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden smiled faintly, a hint of mischief passing through her eyes.

Although the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden was taken advantage of by Ye Xuan, that did not mean she harbored no resentment towards him.

Their interaction had been brief, and if not for Ye Xuan having taken advantage of her, why would Nuwa have called for this grand event?

Certainly, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden was proud and haughty.

Although she had heard from Nuwa that Ye Xuan might be the Heavenly Determined Saint, it was merely speculation.

Should Ye Xuan prevail among the various Great Divine Power wielders, it would substantiate that he might indeed be the prophesized saint, marrying him would not degrade her status.

“My husband should stand at the pinnacle of the Three Realms, eventually stepping into the Quasi-Saint rank to match me.

If any daoists wish to withdraw from this event, it’s not too late,” the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden spoke softly, her voice echoing through the Chaos Arena.

Clearly, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden was warning those with lesser cultivation that this summon for a son-in-law by the Nuwa Palace was no trivial matter but fraught with life-threatening risks.

After all, none present were ordinary, and if they perished here, that would be the path they had chosen.

After her announcement, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden slowly receded from the Chaos Arena, a Golden Lotus appearing beneath her, allowing her to sit amidst the stars, smiling in anticipation of the event’s commencement.

Ding—Ding—Ding.

Eighteen consecutive bell chimes sounded.

A frail old woman appeared quietly at the center of the Chaos Arena.

She first bowed to the Great Divine Power wielders then began explaining the rules of the grand event.

The rules of the event were simple, even brute.

Anyone who stepped onto the Chaos Arena would face successive battles, and the one who remained standing till the end, having overpowered all Great Divine Power wielders, would emerge victorious.

The specific rules are as follows.

There will be sixteen guard matches, spread out over sixteen years.

Whoever manages to guard the Chaos Arena for a year will advance to the next round, until after sixteen years the sixteen strongest competitors emerge.

In the second round, the sixteen strongest will be grouped into pairs, and through these face-offs, the top eight pinnacle experts will advance to the third round.

The third round also involves drawing lots to determine pairings, where the eight pinnacle experts will draw again, and pairs will move on to the fourth round to determine the strongest four.

In the fourth round, the four competitors will be paired again through drawing lots to determine the final two competitors, until the strongest two emerge, and the victor will become the husband of the Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden.

When the old woman finished explaining the rules, it caused a slight change in the expressions of the powerful practitioners around, and most of them did not look pleased.

This was because the rules were excessively domineering.

The later rounds were acceptable, depending solely on one’s cultivation and combat power to defeat the opponent, but the first round not only required overpowering various great practitioners but also involved a significant element of luck.

It is important to note that there were over a thousand Daluo Golden Immortals present, and even the weakest amongst them was a major challenge.

To hold the platform for a year was nearly as difficult as ascending to heaven.

The first round was essentially a free-for-all; if one person defended the platform for a year, defeating many Daluo Golden Immortals in succession, their physical injuries and cultivation would plummet.

If someone took advantage of this and stepped up at the last moment to defeat the defending competitor, it would be utterly unfair.

Although the great practitioners were discontented, no one voiced their opposition.

They all understood that, although the rules seemed unfair, they indeed could select the sixteen strongest individuals.

The truly powerful feared no challenge, and even if there were those who sought to exploit opportunities, they could suppress them on the spot.

Simply put, the rule set by Nuwa Palace was straightforward—strong remain strong, the weak are useless.

Although luck was a significant factor, luck itself was a form of strength.

Of course, luck was only a small part of it; the truly powerful were not intimidated by such rules.

Ding!

The bell rang, and the grand event officially began.

The old woman slowly receded from the Chaos Arena, and a huge incense candle was lit.

When the incense burned out, a year would have concluded.

The stars were silent, the powerful were subdued.

Although the event had officially begun, not a single person stepped onto the Chaos Arena; evidently, everyone knew that whoever did so first would suffer greatly.

“Interesting!”

Suddenly, a cold laugh was heard.

The East Ghost Emperor Shen Tu slowly stood up.

As he stepped forward, dark light blocked out the sky, and in an instant, he appeared in the center of the Chaos Arena.

“I am Shen Tu, the East Ghost Emperor.

If any Daoist here disagrees, feel free to challenge me.”

He was one of the Five Ghost Emperors of Yama’s Underworld, governing the East and was at the pinnacle of Daluo.

When he was the first to step onto the Chaos Arena, it focused the attention of the practitioners, yet no voice spoke up.

The East Ghost Emperor was not just a title; as one of the five great emperors of the Underworld, he was a supreme being in the Three Realms.

So long as no Quasi-Saint intervened, no one could claim to defeat Shen Tu.

At that moment!

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, three thousand strands of black hair falling behind him.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked indifferently towards Shen Tu, showing no intention of standing up.