Chapter 704 - 685: A Nobody

The Yuan Family’s reputation had soared recently. As their current rising star, he was quite well-off.

Considering Reincarnation Immortal Venerable’s status, a twofold return on the bet was definitely generous.

"Alright, Brother Yuan is in for one million gold. Gentlemen, what are you waiting for?" Yanl Luoqi laughed.

It was clearly a business transaction, but Yanl Luoqi made it feel like a game, completely devoid of any crass commercialism.

"I’ll put down a hundred thousand on Reincarnation Immortal Venerable," Ni Yong said with a smile. He was certain of his judgment. ’Golden Wolf’s age is his fatal flaw. He’s underestimating these old monsters. Even if his Cultivation and Cultivation Technique are up to par, the disparity in their Fate Grids is insurmountable. And the Fate Grid is the most terrifying thing in this world; it involves a higher level of power.’

Ni Yong was being rather decent; he would have felt a bit shameless betting any more.

"Five hundred thousand on Reincarnation Immortal Venerable." Zhuo Meng was direct. Why turn down free money?

"Brother Ji, what’s your take?" Yanl Luoqi was still all smiles. When they socialized privately, worldly status didn’t mean much.

Ji Shuangtian smiled faintly. "If Brother Yanl is giving away money, how could I refuse? I’ll follow Brother Yuan—one million gold."

Yanl Luoqi gave a wry smile. "It’s over. This is going to bankrupt me."

"Ahem, as for me... I’ll put one gold piece on Golden Wolf, and one hundred thousand on Reincarnation Immortal Venerable. I can’t compare to you moneybags."

Zhang Yang laughed.

"Zhang Yang, I thought you were rooting for Golden Wolf?"

"Of course! I support him in spirit!" Zhang Yang laughed, brazenly confident in all his actions.

Meng Ningzi smiled faintly. "Five hundred thousand. I’m betting on Golden Wolf."

Instantly, all eyes turned to Meng Ningzi. "Ningzi, you can’t be serious, can you? It’s impossible. Wan Wuchang is fiercely protective of his own; this is definitely a fight to the death."

Meng Ningzi shook her head slightly. "I’m betting on Golden Wolf to win."

Yanl Luoqi was stunned for a moment, then broke into a brilliant smile. "The Purple Saint is in a class of her own. Excellent! If Golden Wolf wins, I’ll pay out fifteen times the bet!"

After speaking, he looked at Han Chuxue. Of the Eight Saints, Han Chuxue interacted with the group the least. She spent most of her time cultivating in the Divine Space and actually understood this place far better than they did. Furthermore, she was the Closed-door Disciple of the Spirit-Controlling Association Chairman and had likely witnessed a higher plane of existence. Everyone, Yanl Luoqi included, treated her with a mixture of respect and admiration.

Han Chuxue shook her head slightly. "I won’t be betting, but I believe Golden Wolf has a fighting chance."

Han Chuxue’s gaze remained fixed on Golden Wolf, and she had a peculiar feeling.

’Logically, a feeling like this shouldn’t be appearing. It’s impossible... and yet, here it is.’

Yanl Luoqi chuckled. "Fair enough. Fairy Han, do you know Golden Wolf?"

"I don’t, but there’s something special about him," Han Chuxue replied.

Meanwhile, on another side, Ji Jin’Er was waving a hand in front of the Fire Emperor’s face. "Hey, Old Fire, what are you spacing out about?"

The Fire Emperor chuckled, recalling his Heart Spirit. "Tsk, tsk. Interesting. To think someone so strange exists. It seems coming here really was the right decision."

The Little Princess pouted. "Old Fire, stop being so cryptic. What exactly do you mean?"

The Fire Emperor chuckled. "This Golden Wolf is no simple character. If that old fellow Wan Wuchang isn’t careful, he might just suffer an unexpected and humiliating defeat."

"Ah! Are you saying Golden Wolf can win?" Ji Jin’Er exclaimed, ready to clap her hands in delight.

"Don’t celebrate too early. I’m only saying he has more to him than meets the eye. Wan Wuchang made his name long ago and is unfathomably powerful. When the time comes, he’s bound to have a life-saving ace up his sleeve. Even I would have to be careful. Still, this Golden Wolf is rather unusual; he won’t collapse at the first blow."

Ji Jin’Er’s excitement deflated. That was as good as saying nothing at all.

Wang Meng waited in silence. This battle was extremely important to him, too.

But Reincarnation Immortal Venerable was clearly putting on airs and had yet to arrive. No one found this surprising. Given his status, he was in no hurry—perhaps he simply wanted to let his opponent live a little longer.

Finally, the Teleportation Array lit up again, and two figures appeared: Wan Wuchang and his precious son, Wan Ming.

The moment Wan Ming saw Golden Wolf, his expression turned savage. Clearly, no one had ever humiliated him so thoroughly, and he wanted to watch this man die a miserable death with his own two eyes.

His gaze swept across the crowd with the arrogance of an emperor. His eyes landed on Meng Ningzi, filled with undisguised desire—in his mind, his father Wan Wuchang was omnipotent. But when his eyes fell upon Han Chuxue, Wan Ming’s breath nearly stopped.

’Who is this girl? How can anyone be this beautiful?!’

Wan Wuchang’s presence immediately dominated the scene. He noted the few other Divinity Transformation experts, but he was surprised to see the Fire Emperor had come as well.

No matter how much one postured, the Five Emperors were a level above. This was a difference in real power, and everyone there knew it.

"Brother Yuan, long time no see. I didn’t expect you to have such interests," Wan Wuchang said.

The Fire Emperor laughed heartily. "Couldn’t be helped. This little girl here insisted on coming to see the world."

Wan Wuchang glanced at Ji Jin’Er. "This must be the Tenth Princess of Great Zhou, yes? Not bad."

Wan Wuchang was an incredibly arrogant person; in his mind, that was already high praise.

"Who is she?" Wan Ming’s Heart Spirit was completely captivated by Han Chuxue.

Wan Wuchang glanced over. In the entire Cultivation Realm, only one person possessed such a disposition and appearance: Han Chuxue of the Spirit Control Association.

’She is someone who must not be touched. The Spirit-Controlling Association Chairman treats her as his successor, and even the other two Immortals think very highly of her. In this world, if you truly offend the Three Major Conferences, it doesn’t matter who you are—you will die without a proper burial.’

"We’ll talk later. Let’s deal with Golden Wolf first."

At the mention of Golden Wolf, Wan Ming’s hatred surged. "Leave him with a single breath! I want to kill him with my own two hands!"

"Rest assured, his Fate Grid will be of great benefit to you. It might even help you advance a level."

Reincarnation Immortal Venerable said with a doting smile.

Wang Meng remained perfectly calm, waiting for them to finish their family reunion.

"Golden Wolf, you brat! Did you ever imagine this day would come? Are you trembling with fear? Too bad! Even if you kowtow ten thousand times today, you won’t escape death!"

Wan Ming laughed maniacally, partly out of hatred for Golden Wolf and partly to show off his own power in front of everyone.

"This kid is so obnoxious," Zhang Yang muttered, curling his lip. He couldn’t stand people who had no ability of their own and just rode on someone else’s coattails.

"A classic case of someone begging for a beating," Yanl Luoqi also commented lightly, clearly unafraid of Reincarnation Immortal Venerable.

The others were more cautious with their words. Powerful families had more to lose.

Reincarnation Immortal Venerable’s personal power and his influence in the Cultivation Realm were both immense.

In this fight, no one could help Golden Wolf.

’Fear? Trembling?’

Wang Meng smiled. Such foreign words. He hadn’t heard them in a very long time; his body no longer even reacted to the sensation.

’Is there anything in this world that can make me feel fear?’

Reincarnation Immortal Venerable stared at Golden Wolf, his smile seemingly tinged with mockery.

"State your name. It will be your honor to die by my hand."

Wang Meng shook his head.

"Since you wish to die a nameless ghost, I shall grant your wish."

Reincarnation Immortal Venerable was also very displeased with Golden Wolf’s insolence.

All eyes were on the two of them. In truth, many people wanted to know who Golden Wolf really was.

Just then, Wang Meng raised a single finger and wagged it gently. "You... are not worthy."

The entire arena fell deathly silent. Holy hell, that was too arrogant, too audacious! It was as if he was treating Reincarnation Immortal Venerable like some random stray on the side of the road.

But, without a doubt, this had thoroughly enraged Reincarnation Immortal Venerable. Golden Wolf was now certain to die, and probably miserably. Reincarnation Immortal Venerable had mastered many cruel Secret Techniques, including ones that could even refine a person’s soul.

Ji Jin’Er pumped her small fist fiercely. ’So awesome!’

Zhang Yang was also gleeful. ’Whether you can win or not, you can never lose when it comes to momentum!’

"You’re courting death!"

VMMMMMM~~~~~~

The already dim sky suddenly grew darker. The Power of Reincarnation in Tower 76 was already running rampant, but now, as if provoked, the storm within the space became even more distinct and oppressive.

At that moment, Reincarnation Immortal Venerable was as majestic as a god, holding the world in the palm of his hand.

"The world turns in Reincarnation’s cycle, I hold dominion over Yin and Yang! The Great Dao is transient, but my destiny defies the heavens!"

The power of Reincarnation Immortal Venerable boomed out ceaselessly—the tyrannical True Essence of the Divinity Transformation Realm. At the same time, his Fate Grid began to control the Space Power of Tower 76.

Master Wang couldn’t help but laugh. ’These days, who knows how strong people really are, but they sure can talk big.’

’And this sort of trash dares to call himself heaven-defying.’

Reincarnation Immortal Venerable struck out with his palm, which expanded like a giant hand blotting out the sky as it crashed down on Golden Wolf. At the same time, the surrounding Power of Reincarnation formed a ring-shaped hurricane—the Reincarnation Wind Blade Formation, capable of tearing any living thing to shreds.

Reincarnation Immortal Venerable’s giant hand acted as the lid, sealing the cage.

For a moment, the entire space felt suffocating. When a Divinity Transformation Realm expert attacked, their aura truly dominated the world. The most critical point was that here, Reincarnation Immortal Venerable could also manipulate the Law of Space.

Forget ordinary Cultivators; even the other Divinity Transformation Cultivators present were stunned by this casual strike. To fight Wan Wuchang in the Reincarnation Space was pure suicide.

BOOM~~~~~

Annihilation Burst!

With a single move, his opponent was annihilated!

It was an absolutely inescapable killing blow, a complete lockdown. Most importantly, under the interference from the Power of Reincarnation, all forms of Five Elements Magic would be disrupted.

The True Essence exploded, the Reincarnation Hurricane scattered, and Golden Wolf was gone. Had he been completely torn to shreds?

Wan Ming felt a flicker of regret. The weakling had put up no resistance at all, robbing him of the chance to torture him personally. He’d really gotten off easy.

But Reincarnation Immortal Venerable’s expression was not one of relief, and neither were those of the other Divinity Transformation experts. As for the Fire Emperor, his expression hadn’t changed from beginning to end.

SHING~~~

With a flash in the void, Golden Wolf’s figure reappeared, shifting from a blur into solid form, completely unharmed.

All the Cultivators present were deathly silent.

What kind of Magic was that?

’Impossible. Magic could never have escaped that attack. It could only be the Power of Order. He must have mastered some form of order! And to escape from a place with no escape, it must involve a power related to spatial movement.’

When a Fate Grid reached a certain level, one could obtain some unbelievably powerful abilities. The power over space was undoubtedly the ultimate weapon that every Cultivator coveted.

No wonder this Golden Wolf was so self-assured. Having mastered such a power, there was truly nothing to fear.

Wan Wuchang sneered. "So you have some petty tricks. Not bad. It seems my harvest will be even greater than I imagined!"

He clapped his hands together in the empty air. As his hands moved up and down, a terrifying thing happened: the entire space began to tremble in time with Reincarnation Immortal Venerable’s movements.