Chapter 1577: Chapter 1577: The Battle of the Myriad Domains Begins Now!
Yang Xiaotian pondered deeply.
The Upper Realm actually decided to send people down to participate in this Myriad Realms Battle. Why? Are they aiming for the first place in this battle?
"It’s puzzling that the Upper Realm is sending people to participate," the Heavenly Soul Medicine God shook his head and said.
"However, it’s unfair for the Upper Realm to participate in the Lower Realm’s Myriad Realms Battle, isn’t it?" the Broad Cold Sword God frowned.
Even if they suppress their realm to the Saint Peak, their combat power far exceeds that of the Saint Peak.
Yang Xiaotian asked the Poison King of Beasts, "Where did the news come from?"
"Right now, many in the Four Great Holy Institute Worlds are spreading it," the Poison King of Beasts quickly responded.
Yang Xiaotian nodded.
Since it’s being spread in the Four Great Holy Institute Worlds, it is likely true.
The Upper Realm sending participants is quite a challenge, but no matter what, he must secure the first place in this Myriad Realms Battle.
He would harness the Power of the Myriad Realms, cultivate the Myriad Realms Divine Body, and become the Master of Myriad Domains!
Yang Xiaotian gazed into the depths of the starry sky, where the Myriad Realms Battlefield lay.
In one year, the Myriad Realms Battlefield, which had been sealed for many years, would open.
This year, Yang Xiaotian surprisingly relaxed, training at night and strolling around with Meng Bingxue during the day.
Although Yang Xiaotian didn’t leave the Realm of Death, as the Myriad Realms Battle approached, he could feel the entire atmosphere of Heaven and Earth changing.
All sides grew restless.
At this moment, in a section of the starry sky in the Lower Realm, light waves surged, and a group of elite fighters appeared.
This group consisted of supreme powerhouses and geniuses from the Upper Realm.
The leader, Hou Longxian, surveyed the Endless Starry Sky: "So, this is the Lower Realm? The Heaven and Earth Laws are indeed different."
Behind him, Zhao Tianxiang laughed, "With Senior Brother Hou’s talent and combat power, competing in this Lower Realm’s Myriad Realms Battle and taking first place should be easy."
Hou Longxian smiled, not denying it, and said, "Everyone remember our main mission this time in the Lower Realm—the Myriad Realms Battle. Mo Tiankuang should also be participating. Capture Mo Tiankuang, make him hand over what he took back then, and then kill him!"
Mo Tiankuang was indeed the real name of the Upper Realm Medicine God.
It seemed this group from the Upper Realm was mainly targeting the Upper Realm Medicine God.
"Rest assured, Senior Brother Hou, Mo Tiankuang cannot escape!" Zhao Tianxiang laughed.
A while later, the group disappeared into the sky.
Half a year passed.
With half a year left until the Myriad Realms Battle, Yang Xiaotian came to the main hall of the Cross Horizon Commerce Chamber, scanned the people, and said, "Everyone, accompany me to the Myriad Realms Battlefield!"
"We follow Your Majesty to the Myriad Realms Battlefield!" The gods echoed loudly.
"Let’s go!" Yang Xiaotian soared into the sky.
The group followed suit, flying out of the main hall.
The journey to the Myriad Realms Battlefield was long, so Yang Xiaotian and the others had to set out six months early.
Yang Xiaotian, along with others, boarded the Tribulation Dragon Flying Ship, piloting it through layers of deathly air, out of the Realm of Death, and continued flying toward the depths of the starry sky.
On the way to the Myriad Realms Battlefield, Yang Xiaotian ate and drank as usual, practiced the sword with Meng Bingxue, and sometimes played his zither.
The sound of the zither was melodious, passing through the Endless Starry Sky.
Every time Yang Xiaotian played the zither, Black Master’s ears perked up, and his tail wagged with invincible chaotic light.
Unconsciously, six months elapsed, and the Tribulation Dragon Flying Ship arrived at the deepest part of the starry sky.
When Yang Xiaotian arrived, he saw the vast, endless starry sky filled with people as dense as ants, extending endlessly.
The majority were there to participate in the Myriad Realms Battle.
Only a few were accompanying others.
With just a few days left until the opening of the Myriad Realms Battlefield, Yang Xiaotian’s Tribulation Dragon Flying Ship parked in a remote area, where it was quieter.
Days passed.
Suddenly, the Vault Of Heaven cracked open with a large fissure, and beams of golden light descended, illuminating the layers of the starry sky.
Seeing the falling golden light beams, those who had been waiting all along felt exhilarated.
Yang Xiaotian and the others stood up.
Finally, it was happening!
Under the watchful eyes of strong people from the various domains and great worlds, two figures shrouded in golden light appeared within the beams.
No doubt, these two were the Upper Realm Envoys presiding over this Myriad Realms Battle.
One was fat and the other thin, both were elderly.
The fat old man swept his gaze over the endless starry sky’s crowd below and said, "We two are the presiders of this Lower Realm’s Myriad Realms Battle. The rules for this Battle are the same as always, so I won’t say much more."
"The prize for first place in this Myriad Realms Battle is a Hundred-Million-Year Divine Medicine."
"One hundred mouthfuls of Ninth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water!"
"Of course, if you can summon the Power of the Myriad Realms three times, you will be awarded one more Hundred-Million-Year Divine Medicine and one hundred more mouthfuls of Ninth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water."
"The Myriad Realms Battle lasts for thirty years, and after thirty years, you can leave the Myriad Realms Battlefield."
"Those participating in the Myriad Realms Battle should consider carefully. Once you enter the Myriad Realms Battlefield, you cannot leave midway."
After the fat old man finished speaking, he and the thin old man waved their hands, opening the space-time gate to the Myriad Realms Battlefield.
Soon, a massive space-time gate appeared.
"The Myriad Realms Battle begins now, enter!" the fat old man’s voice echoed through the starry sky.
As soon as the fat man’s voice fell, the powerhouses from the Myriad Domains soared into the sky, eagerly flooding into the space-time gate.
Although many people entered the space-time gate simultaneously, it was large enough not to be crowded.
"Let’s go in too," Yang Xiaotian soared upward, and he, along with Meng Bingxue, the Demon of Everlasting Hatred, the Poison King of Beasts, and others, flew toward the space-time gate, dashing in.
Upon entering the space-time gate, Yang Xiaotian immediately felt the Law imprint onto him, and an identity token appeared in his hand.
Everyone passing through the space-time gate had their identity information automatically collected by the gate, and upon entering the Myriad Realms Battlefield, their rankings and contribution points would be displayed on the Heavenly List.
Soon, Yang Xiaotian passed through the space-time gate and arrived above a river.
Yang Xiaotian surveyed the vast Heaven and Earth before him—this must be the Myriad Realms Battlefield!
As for Meng Bingxue, the Demon of Everlasting Hatred, and the others, they were nowhere to be seen and were likely transported to different corners of the Myriad Realms Battlefield.
He sensed for Master Ding but couldn’t detect his presence, indicating Master Ding had also departed.
Now he was all alone.
After ascertaining the direction, Yang Xiaotian flew forward.
The spiritual energy within the Myriad Realms Battlefield was abundant.
However, just as Yang Xiaotian was about to fly forward, suddenly, a giant fish leaped from the river!
This giant fish, about tens of meters in size, had a long mouth like a sharp spike, attacking Yang Xiaotian.
Seeing the attacking giant fish, Yang Xiaotian waved his hand, instantly slicing the fish in half, and his identity token flashed, gaining one contribution point.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian immediately harnessed the power of the Primordial Sword Body, forming a sword column around himself, enveloping this section of the river.