Chapter 1442: Confidence Comes from Strength

Chapter 1442 -316: Confidence Comes from Strength

Holy Battle Platform.

This is considered a rather important place in the Purple Cloud Holy Land.

On usual days, the Holy Battle Platform is not easily opened. Only during the Saint Meet would it truly be activated for the cultivators of the Holy Land to compete.

Of course.

There are exceptions to every rule.

Apart from the Saint Meet competitions, there is another situation where the Holy Battle Platform can be unlocked.

That is when the Sons of the Peaks challenge each other.

However.

This scenario is quite rare.

After all, the Sons of the Peaks would not act rashly. Outside of the Saint Meet, even if they win, there are no tangible benefits, at most just some increased fame.

Conversely.

If one is defeated inadvertently, it would be somewhat humiliating.

Therefore.

Outside the Saint Meet, the Holy Battle Platform remains closed.

This time, the reason for the platform’s opening lies in the fact that the Holy Son of Divine Peak, Ziyan Sheng, has openly challenged the Sons of the Thirteen Peaks.

As soon as this news broke, the Holy Battle Platform was flooded with cultivators.

Three days ago, a large group of cultivators had already rushed to the scene. The purpose was simple—naturally, to witness this battle firsthand.

An elderly cultivator gazed at the Holy Battle Platform before him, a look of sentiment on his face: “For thousands of years, there has never been news of any Son of a Peak daring to be so ostentatious, openly challenging the Sons of the Thirteen Peaks.

If he wins this battle, then the name of the First Son will be beyond dispute!”

First Son!

This is not just a title, but an unparalleled honor.

To earn this title indicates that the person is the contemporary strongest prodigy of the Ziyun Clan.

At the same time.

The First Son will also have the potential to become the next Holy Lord’s successor. This alone is enough to entice other cultivators.

Upon hearing this.

Some cultivators shook their heads: “Ziyan Sheng does have quite a boldness, but unfortunately, boldness does not equate to strength. While he may be the Holy Son of Divine Peak, it is utterly impossible for him to defeat the Sons of the Thirteen Peaks.”

Even in a battle of endurance, how many can he defeat?

Every cultivator has their limit.

Though he dares to challenge the Sons of the Thirteen Peaks, his strength surely does exist, and he might have the capability to defeat several Sons of the Peaks. But to supress all of the Sons of the Thirteen Peaks at once is utterly impossible.

Upon hearing this, several cultivators nodded in agreement.

“Hmph, my Holy Son of Divine Peak shall sweep away the other Thirteen Peaks.”

A disciple of the Divine Peak sneered continuously.

At that moment.

Disciples from other peaks glared coldly: “A frog in a well, a mere Divine Peak wanting to be the First Peak, it’s simply laughable!”

“What, you have a problem with our Divine Peak?”

“So what if I do?”

“Then let’s compete and see whose punch is stronger.”

“Compete we shall, who’s afraid of whom!”

Just as the disciples of Divine Peak and those of other peaks were on the brink of direct conflict, suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended from the void, causing all disciples to instinctively shut their mouths, looking towards the firmament with eyes filled with awe.

Such pressure.

Can only truly be possessed by a powerhouse at the Divine King level.

“That’s Elder Ziyun Zheng!”

“Gasp, it’s said that Elder Ziyun Zheng has long been a strongman at the Sun and Moon Divine King Realm, a candidate to leave a name on the Investiture of the Gods list. Seeing his presence today, his momentum is indeed extraordinary!”

Upon seeing the appearance of the newcomer, many disciples exclaimed in low voices.

Ziyun Zheng!

A Divine King level powerhouse within the Ziyun Clan.

Though he is a Sun and Moon Divine King, his strength is extremely formidable, with great renown in the Purple Cloud Holy Land and even within the entire Ziyun Clan.

The arrival of Ziyun Zheng was obviously for the matter at hand.

Indeed.

For fights among the Sons of the Peaks, only someone at the level of a Divine King can truly hold the situation in check.

After all, such a powerhouse is considered the mightiest below the level of a Divine King.

If not a Divine King, no other powerhouse could stabilize the situation if they appeared.

After Ziyun Zheng arrived, he didn’t say anything and directly sat at the judge’s seat, then closed his eyes and meditated as if his spirit had wandered beyond the heavens.

None of the other disciples present dared to discuss anything loudly at the moment.

Who would dare to act presumptuously in the presence of a Divine King?

As time passed, more and more cultivators arrived.

Suddenly.

A powerful aura radiated, followed by a young powerhouse flying through the skies, landing directly on the Holy Battle Platform.

“The Holy Son of Profound Peak has arrived!”

Seeing the person on the Holy Battle Platform, many disciples’ faces changed, while those belonging to the Profound Peak were visibly excited.

The Holy Son of Profound Peak!

Is the top powerhouse of the younger generation of the Profound Peak.

For many disciples of the Profound Peak, he is the goal they strive towards.

“Holy Son of Profound Peak Zi Yunfang, greets the Divine King!”

Upon seeing Ziyun Zheng sitting at the judge’s seat, Zi Yunfang restrained much of the aura he had deliberately released, and then respectfully bowed.

Even though he is a Son of a Peak, he could not possibly be disrespectful to a Divine King.

Ziyun Zheng opened his eyes, his stern gaze falling upon him, nodding slightly: “Not bad. If you do not pursue the Investiture of the Gods list, in the next ten years, you should be able to attain Proof Path Divine King!”

Proof Path to Divine King within ten years!

This statement caused the entire audience to be astonished.

The Proof Path to Divine King is something many cultivators pursue for a lifetime, but how many can truly reach this step.

Even among millions of Divine Realm cultivators, it’s rare for one to become a Divine King.

This.

Is the difficulty of the Proof Path to Divine King.

If a Divine King speaks with certainty that a cultivator can achieve Proof Path to Divine King within ten years, then it is almost a certainty.

At that moment.

Many cultivators looked at Zi Yunfang with eyes filled with envy.

Though Zi Yunfang is a Holy Son of a peak, destined to become a Divine King in the future, receiving such confirmation from a Divine King is still enviable.

On the Holy Battle Platform, Zi Yunfang’s expression remained calm as he said, “Thank you, Divine King, for your praise!”

Proof Path to Divine King has never been his pursuit.

What is a Divine King?

If he wished, achieving Proof Path to Divine King someday would not be an issue.

What he truly cares about is whether he can ascend to the Divine Mandate Platform and leave his name in the Investiture of the Gods.

“Seems like I came a bit early.”

Zi Yunfang looked around but did not see who he wanted to see, his mouth holding a faint smile, seeming both contemptuous and disdainful.

Immediately.

He closed his eyes, as if transcending to the Outer Heaven like Ziyun Zheng.

After a while.

Another powerful figure arrived by Yukong.

Zi Yunfang opened his eyes and saw the newcomer was another peak’s Holy Son but had no intention to greet him, closing his eyes again, not wanting to look again.

In response.

The arriving Holy Son also showed indifference, completely treating Zi Yunfang as nonexistent.

Time passed.

Holy Sons from peak after peak arrived, the scene was quiet, but the surrounding air gradually bubbled, as if emotions were about to peak.

“The Holy Sons of each peak are indeed extraordinary, just their aura alone makes my heart tremble!”

Some Holy Land Cultivators looked at the figures on the Holy Battle Platform and showed awe.

Other cultivators heard and nodded in agreement.

There’s no way.

Each peak’s Holy Son is considered a top-tier contemporary strong figure, capable of being called the supreme under the Divine King, except for some veteran Divine Realm cultivators in the Purple Cloud Holy Land, none are the opponents.

At this moment.

An endless purple aura drifted from the horizon, a young man in purple stepped through the void, descending onto the Holy Battle Platform like a divine presence.

“The Purple Cloud Sage!”

Seeing the newcomer, some Holy Sons had cold eyes with hidden murderous intent.

Although other Holy Sons didn’t speak, their faces also looked displeased.

Shen Changqing’s expression was calm as he first looked at the referee seat where Ziyun Zheng was, simply cupping his fist: “Holy Son of Divine Wind, Purple Cloud Sage, greets the Divine King!”

“No need for formalities.”

Ziyun Zheng spoke indifferently, his golden eyes landing on Shen Changqing, his expression involuntarily changing slightly.

In his perception, he couldn’t discern Shen Changqing’s depth at all.

This feeling.

Made Ziyun Zheng feel surprised.

To know, even facing Holy Sons from other peaks, they couldn’t evade his perception, though not fully discern, there’s no issue in seeing some clues.

However.

Looking at Shen Changqing, it felt like looking at an ordinary being without any cultivation, this feeling was truly shocking.

To be a Holy Son of a peak, naturally, couldn’t be an ordinary being.

Therefore.

There were only two possibilities.

Either he possesses some powerful means to conceal his aura, or his cultivation has reached the peak of the current realm, to the point of near simplicity.

Only these two possibilities would render a Divine King unable to discern anything.

Originally.

Ziyun Zheng did not believe Shen Changqing could fight the Thirteen Peaks’ Holy Sons, but now, upon truly seeing him, the original view wavered a bit.

While Ziyun Zheng was secretly surprised, Shen Changqing looked at other Holy Sons, his expression remaining calm: “The Holy Sons of the Thirteen Peaks seem not all present yet; might the absent ones be afraid?”

“Purple Cloud Sage, don’t be too arrogant!”

Zi Yunfang’s expression turned cold.

Shen Changqing openly disregarded the other Holy Sons present, akin to directly hitting his face.

If not for the event not starting yet, he would have acted.

“Arrogant?”

Shen Changqing shook his head slightly: “Those without strength are arrogant, those with strength call it confidence. But I currently have nothing to do, so let’s wait until everyone arrives.”

Having said that.

He ignored other Holy Sons, standing with his arms crossed in the center of the Holy Battle Platform, indifferent to others.

Other Holy Sons saw this scene, their eyes changed slightly.

From Shen Changqing, they seemed to feel a strong pressure.

That feeling.

Made these Holy Sons very displeased.

After Shen Changqing arrived, Holy Sons from the remaining peaks all arrived one by one.

When the last Holy Son arrived, he suddenly opened his eyes, a faint smile on his lips: “After waiting so long, finally everyone is here!”