Chapter 37: The Myriad Realms Invade

  The winds rise and clouds gather, it is an era of great contention.

  As the news of Lin Huang's strength spread by Bing Feng Jian Sheng and others, information about Lin Huang was passed down among the geniuses of the Ten Thousand Realms. Many external realm geniuses who were not paying attention to the First Martial Arts Competition in the Mortal Realm began to take notice, rubbing their fists and palms in anticipation. Under the ambiguous attitude of the Arbitration Court of the Mortal Realm, they crossed realms and came, stirring up a huge storm.

  "Damn it! Damn it! Have those people at the arbitration office had their heads kicked by a donkey? They actually approved so many entry applications."

  As the Minister of Law Enforcement, Wang Chunqiu was having a headache. In just two days, all the geniuses from the Ten Realms had arrived in the Mortal Realm, and none of them came to sightsee; they all had only one goal: to challenge, challenge, challenge.

  This group of guys was like they had been injected with chicken blood, and they crazily challenged the 200 seed players' information. If it were ordinary people, then that would be fine, but even if those seed players didn't show up, their sect could still beat these arrogant bastards to death.

  But these talented individuals who dare to cross boundaries are all deeply rooted geniuses with a great sense of propriety, and they have not touched the bottom line of the arbitration association and the top ten holy places. They only challenge those seed players whose background is not deep enough.

  But even so, the final battle of the geniuses still caused huge losses for the human world.

  "Just move your mouth and I'll break my legs running." The king of the Spring and Autumn period threw away the report in front of him, his headache worsening, "Beat them. Beat them to death, one less is one less."

  After venting for a moment, King Chunqiu still endured his headache and picked up the report to examine it carefully.

  Unbelievable, just two days have passed and a major shake-up has occurred among the 200 seed players, with nearly half of them being eliminated in the challenge, their spots taken by geniuses from the Ten Realms.

  "Is this going to make the First Martial Arts Conference the number one martial arts conference in all realms?" Spring Autumn King slapped the table, turning the report into dust.

  "It's simply unbelievable. Driving out wolves and tigers. Letting so many geniuses from the myriad realms join in. If we really defeat Lin Huang, then our realm's geniuses can guarantee getting first place?"

  "The first martial arts tournament in the mortal realm, and the one who emerged victorious in the end was an outsider. That's what will truly make the multiverse laugh out loud."

  The King of Spring and Autumn gritted his teeth and roared a sentence, moved his finger, ready to find someone to inform Lin Huang.

  "Lin Huang, you can't be low-key for once? You're stirring up trouble again. Now that so many wolves are eyeing you, even a saint would have to give in to their demands, let alone someone like you who is only a pseudo-saint and not yet a true master of the Six Paths."

  King Yue of Chu was getting angrier by the minute, but he also knew that things had developed to this point, there must be a black hand behind it, and it wasn't something he could intervene in. He grumbled a few sentences, but couldn't help feeling some concern for Lin Huang again.

  "I'm worried about that kid for nothing. If I weren't a bit older, to be honest, I'd want to participate too. Hanging on to the Saint position is something we didn't even dare think about in the past."

  The Spring and Autumn Kings knew why the geniuses of these Myriad Realms rose up, not to humiliate Lin Huang, but to gain experience in life-and-death battles with Saints.

  After all, a great saint like Lin Huang who has already obtained the holy position but has not yet completed the six paths of unity can be said to have no predecessors and no successors.

  For these peerless talents of the Myriad Realms, Lin Huang in this state is simply the best whetstone and stepping stone.

  That's why so many foreign geniuses are rubbing their fists and coming from afar, swarming in from tens of millions of miles away.

  The residence of Dacheng County, Lin Huang station is fixed on the ground, and is carefully comprehending.

  The divine body is fully formed, and the six paths are also established. Lin Huang can now be said to have truly stood at the height of a great saint, with new insights into sainthood every day.

  As long as there's something related to Lin Huang, he can sense it with his heart, heaven and man are interconnected, blood is connected, knowing fortune or misfortune. If one is well-versed in the way of divination, they can even calculate everything's rise and fall.

  This is still nothing, if one can attain the position of a god and become a true god, as long as someone recites Lin Huang's name, they will instantly know and descend in person. That would be truly omnipotent and all-powerful.

  Outside, the wind rises and clouds surge, countless geniuses from outside the border rush towards Lin Huang, Lin Huang Tianren senses it, his heart bleeds, he calculates a divination, unfortunately for Lin Huang, he has not yet started learning about the easy way, he only half understands, but looking at the divination symbol, it's not an ominous sign either, so he doesn't pay attention to it.

  These two days of preliminary matches, no strong opponents were encountered, but the epiphany brought to Lin Huang was not small. The Six Paths Divine Fist became even more mysterious, however, for another method, there was still some uncertainty, after all, this is a path that cannot be changed, cannot be regretted, and must be taken seriously.

  "It's a pity that I didn't meet any disciples of the Wheel of Rebirth these past two days. Otherwise, from the eyes of the Wheel of Rebirth, I should have gained even more insight." Lin Arang rubbed his fingers together, and after several rounds of preliminary matches, he had also come to realize that the most suitable method for him was indeed the Wheel of Rebirth.

  If he waited until the end of the First Martial Arts Conference and still hadn't found a more suitable technique, Lin Huang was prepared to personally visit the Reincarnation Arena to thoroughly understand the subtleties of the Reincarnation Eye.

  With a sudden surge of determination in his heart, Lin Huang stepped out of the room and arrived at another city in the Great Thousand Province.

  Rongcheng. The most famous Taoist temple in Dacheng County, Qingcheng Taoist Temple is located here.

  At this moment, Chengdu is boiling with anger, many passionate young people are crowded in Qingcheng Road Stadium, where a challenge is being staged.

  "The first day of the Sanggui tribe's challenge at Qingcheng Daochang, competing with Qingcheng Daochang's top disciple Yu Qingfeng for the seed player quota."

  "What?! Those damned San Gui Tribe actually dare to come to the human realm, and they're only here for the first day. Let's go, everyone, let's cheer on Yu Qingfeng."

  "Is it the first day of the month that the Sanggui tribe has come to challenge?" Lin Huang was deep in thought, and from afar, he had a premonition, but unexpectedly, it was someone from the Sanggui tribe who came to challenge.

  That year, the hundred saints revolutionized heaven, originating from the mortal world.

  At that time, the human world was in a state of turmoil and could be said to have been besieged by all worlds. Especially the Sang world, which is closest to the human world, played a vanguard role and caused many killings in the human world, making it hated by the human world.

  The Sanggui tribe in the Sang realm also rose to prominence because they had plundered many ultimate arts from the human realm, transforming their world from a small one into a top hundred ranked great world among the myriad realms.

  Even after 100,000 years have passed, the human world and the mulberry world still despise each other due to their ancient feud, looking down on each other.

  "I am Yu Jun. I, a humble man from the great river, have come with one sword, and it would be an honor to engage in battle with you. Please instruct me."

  Dahai Yidao is recognized as the number one genius of the Shengu tribe in this generation, with extremely strong abilities and a record of defeating a stronger opponent, not to be underestimated.

  Yu Qingfeng is known as Qingfeng Yijian and is the most outstanding disciple of this generation of the Qingcheng Daochang. He ranked 135th among the 200 selected seed players.

  "There's no need for so many empty words. If you want to fight, then let's fight." Yu Qingfeng sneered, grasping his sword in hand, as still as a mountain.

  "Alright." Taihe slowly pulled out his Sang knife, "My swordsmanship was honed daily by the Sang River, so after I came of age, I gave myself the name Taihe. Roaming the Sang realm, among my peers, only one stroke is needed to settle a matter, hence the name Taihe One Stroke. Be careful, Mr. Yu."

  The words had barely left his mouth when the Big River made a move, swift, swift, swift!

  As swift as thunder and lightning, without any fancy skills, just a single word "fast", in an instant it arrived at Yu Qingfeng's face.

  Yu Qingfeng's pupils contracted, and he drew his sword out of its scabbard, but it was only halfway out. Dahe took a single step back, sheathed his knife, and bowed respectfully, saying "I concede."

  Many people didn't understand and burst into laughter. The disciples of Qingcheng Daochang also sneered continuously. Yu Qingfeng's face changed, "Shut up."

  A loud rebuke, Yu Qingfeng's smile was bitter, "I lost."

  As soon as the words fell, the long sword in his hand made a "ka" sound and was cut off at the waist.