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The supreme deity muttered to himself for a moment, then said: ”Tomorrow is the day the Heavenly Emperor Arts will be held. Everyone be on guard, be wary of the sixth layer of the Heavenly Devil Dao.”

”Yes sir!”

The crowd of cultivators accepted the order, only the Supreme Celestial sovereign was still seated on his throne.

”The battle two months ago, did you manage to find the cultivator that survived?” In the spacious hall, the Supreme Celestial sovereign suddenly spoke.

From the shadows, a cultivator dressed in black slowly walked out.

If he hadn't moved his body and no one had noticed him, he would have been standing quietly in that corner the entire time.

It was completely silent, like a ghost.

”Reporting to my lord, I haven't found any information yet.”

The black clothed man replied softly, ”However, even though we didn't find that person. However, there was news from the Bai Yue market that it was a white-clothed gongzi. According to the people from the Zhuge family of the Second Sky, the man in white had a conflict with Xie Feng.

The supreme deity nodded his head, ”Then what is the background of Xie Feng?”

”It's one of the demons.”

”A demon?”

The Supreme Celestial Lord raised his eyebrows, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice, ”Among the demons, I have only heard of one called Xie Feng.”

”It's one of the seven Demon Generals, Xie Feng.”

The Supreme Celestial Lord laughed coldly, ”His demon race is not staying in the Thousand Blessings Underground Palace, why is he here?”

The black clothed man remained silent. He understood that the Supreme Celestial was not asking him, but mumbling to himself.

The Supreme Celestial knocked on the armrest of the throne, and said slowly, ”Rumor has it that the Thousand Illusionary Sword Immortal used seven major elements that night, and even used Heavenly Energy afterwards?”

”Yes, he used the Heavenly Energy of the Water, Fire and Wind elements. It is said that someone faintly heard him mumbling the Dazzling Hundred Flowers before he cast them. ”

The Supreme Celestial Sovereign said slowly, ”This person has a grudge with Xie Feng, and he controls the power of gods and devils … ”No matter the cost, you must find out that person's origin for me!”

”Yes.”

The man in black slowly retreated and disappeared into the shadows of the hall.

The Supreme Celestial Sovereign supported himself with his elbows on the armrest of the throne as he gently supported his chin. A faint smile appeared on his lips, ”This stage of my cultivation is getting more and more lively.”

The day of the Heavenly Emperor Arts had finally arrived.

Early in the morning, the entire supreme spiritual city became very lively. Cultivators carrying flying sword treasures could be seen everywhere.

As for those sects that had come from all over the world to participate in the Heavenly Emperor Arts, they were even more awe-inspiring as they lined up in formation.

As the Heavenly Emperor Arts began, the intense battles also began.

However, the cultivators watching the battle suddenly felt a bit bored.

The contest for the Heavenly Emperor Arts could be said to be marvelous. Especially the fact that there was an extra quota for the Heavenly Emperor Arts this year. This was an unprecedented event.

However, all of this seemed so pale and dull when compared to the life-and-death battle two and a half months ago.

The Heavenly Emperor Arts were mainly used in martial arts competitions. Both sides were famous sects of the First Heavenly Layer, so neither side would recklessly kill the other.

In addition, these participants were all talented youths from various sects and schools. Although their strength was impressive, it didn't mean that they were heaven defying.

After a round of sparring, the moves remained as exquisite as before, and the battle was still magnificent.

But among them, there wasn't the striking force of the battle of life and death, nor was there the imposing Ling Lie's aura of the Heavenly Dao.

The cultivators who had watched the life-and-death battle two and a half months ago immediately felt extremely bored.

This time, due to the increase in the number of participating disciples, the number of participants in the Heavenly Emperor Arts reached over three hundred. The tournament that could be completed in three days also lasted for a full ten days.

Finally, the last day of the battle began.

Both sides were from the First Heaven Immortal Mountain and the Jinyun Mountain, as well as the grudge between Situ Yun and the Heavenly Spirit Mountain.

These two were the hot topic for winning the championship this time.

This was especially true for Situ Yun. It was said that he had arrived a bit earlier and had been fortunate enough to see the battle of the Heavenly Dao two and a half months ago.

After that day, he suddenly gained enlightenment. After two months of closed door cultivation, he successfully broke through the peak of the Aurous Core stage and entered the Nascent Soul stage.

Among the juniors, the Nascent Soul stage represented absolute strength.

With this sort of cultivation, it would be well-deserved to say that he was a disciple of the younger generation that had swept through the first heaven.

However, when Situ Yun stepped onto the martial field, his expression was ugly.

This wasn't the first time Situ Yun had come to the Heavenly Emperor Palace, but this was the first time he had come as a spectator, so today he was standing on the school field.

He vaguely remembered how, when he was young, his master had brought him to this Heavenly Emperor Arts. The surroundings were filled with cheers of joy, and everyone's eyes were filled with excitement and worship.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the only winner.

That scene was deeply engraved in his young heart.

This year, he finally had the opportunity to participate in the long-awaited Heavenly Emperor Arts. Not only that, he even passed through trials and tribulations as he stepped into this final battle!

But today, the people outside the stage seemed to be preoccupied. What they were discussing was still the battle of the heavens two months ago.

Situ Yun was angry, but also a bit confused.

In the battle two months ago, he was also one of the many spectators.

Towards the white robed figure in the sky, if one were to say that he was jealous, he would say that he was respectful.

To be able to comprehend the Heavenly Dao at the final level of the Aurous Core Stage, how much wisdom would be required to achieve such a feat?

Judging from that figure, that cultivator shouldn't be too old. If he could befriend such a person, how blissful would that be?!

However, the man in white was like a roaming crane; his whereabouts seemed to be a dragon that could not be seen.

In these two months, who knew how many people in the Spirit Treasure City were looking for the legendary Thousand Illusionary Sword Immortal.

Situ Yun sighed and his gaze fell onto Chou Wan who was not far away.

He and Qiu Wan were old rivals. Both sides had fought at least a hundred times, but both sides were equally strong.

This time, their relationship was like that of an enemy and a friend. Both of them treasured this rare opponent.

But today, it was different from before.