Chapter 182: Keep Going!

[A/N: We are just a few more golden tickets away from reaching another milestone!!]

No one simply thought Chen Chuan was going to his death anymore; instead, almost everyone agreed.

This Chen Chuan, who seemingly was only at the First Layer of the Great Power Realm, must be a very deep-hiding laoliu who possessed unknown and powerful trump cards.

Otherwise, how could his previous stunning performance and his composure when facing a powerful enemy like Zhao Ritian be explained?

Zhao Ritian himself was also slightly taken aback, his brows furrowing subconsciously.

Chen Chuan had agreed too readily—so readily that the trace of unease in his heart magnified again.

On what basis did he do so?

Could it be as everyone said, that he had hidden his Cultivation?

Or did he have some powerful reliance?

Various thoughts flashed through his mind.

But things had come to this point; the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

He also had absolute confidence in himself and his Great Power Realm Ninth Level Peak Cultivation.

He didn’t believe a newcomer who had just joined not long ago could cause any waves.

Just then, Vice Alliance Master Yue Buyun, who barely propped up half his body on the ground, used all his strength to hiss a warning: "Alliance Master, be careful. His speed is extremely strange; I couldn’t keep up."

Hearing Vice Alliance Master Yue Buyun’s reminder, Zhao Ritian’s brows relaxed instead, and his heart settled.

Speed?

So his greatest reliance is speed?

An imperceptible cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That he, Zhao Ritian, could establish himself in the Outer Sect was not due to simple Realm suppression.

He had also cultivated a Cultivation Technique called Phantom Steps.

Although he might not be supreme in speed, he was confident it was enough to counter most opponents of the same rank.

If Chen Chuan was only relying on a strange movement technique, then in front of him, the boy would have no advantage at all.

"Speed? I see," Zhao Ritian responded flatly, looking back at Chen Chuan with Killing Intent no longer hidden. "Since you have accepted the challenge, let’s go. We’ll go to the Deacon Hall to find an Elder to witness and sign the Life and Death Covenant!"

Chen Chuan was fearless: "Then let’s go."

The two said no more. Zhao Ritian snorted coldly and turned to walk toward the Deacon Hall, not even glancing at his pathetic subordinates on the ground.

Chen Chuan stepped forward to follow, his pace leisurely, as if he were not going to sign a life-and-death contract but rather to attend an ordinary gathering.

Wang Lan and Yang Shu looked at each other, both seeing the worry and helplessness in the other’s eyes, but they could only quickly follow.

Meanwhile, Zhao Hengjiang, supported by other Qingtian Alliance members who could barely move, stared venomously at Chen Chuan’s back, constantly muttering:

"Big brother, you must kill him, you must."

The news of Chen Chuan and Zhao Ritian going to the Life and Death Stage quickly spread through the Outer Sect, and people who received the news flocked to watch the excitement.

After all, this was a battle of disparate strength.

And since Chen Chuan dared to agree to the Life and Death Stage, he must have a certain amount of confidence.

After all, everyone had already witnessed Chen Chuan’s laoliu behavior.

"Have you heard? Zhao Ritian of the Qingtian Alliance is going to the Life and Death Stage with that fierce newcomer, Chen Chuan."

"Chen Chuan? Is he crazy?"

"Crazy? You didn’t see his ruthlessness just now! Vice Alliance Master Yue Buyun led two Great Power Realm Fifth Level Cultivators to besiege him, but he backhandedly slapped them into pig heads with the sole of his shoe. His strength is definitely more than the First Layer of the Great Power Realm."

"Hidden Cultivation, he’s definitely hidden his Cultivation. Now there’s a good show to watch. Zhao Ritian has run rampant in the Outer Sect for years; this time he might actually fail."

"Go, go, go! Quickly go to the Life and Death Stage to grab a spot, or you won’t be able to see it if you’re late."

For a time, the entire Outer Sect was discussing this sudden life-and-death battle.

Countless Disciples, whether they were Cultivating or handling miscellaneous chores, dropped what they were doing and flocked toward the Life and Death Stage upon hearing the news.

Even some Outer Sect Elders, who usually didn’t pay much attention to Disciple conflicts, became deeply interested after hearing that a First Layer of the Great Power Realm Disciple actually dared to agree to a life-and-death battle with Zhao Ritian, and they quietly went to watch.

Everyone wanted to know how this duel, which seemed so disparate in strength, would ultimately end.

Whether Zhao Ritian would defend his dignity as a top expert of the Outer Sect, or if Chen Chuan, the dark horse that had suddenly charged out, would continue his heart-shaking legend.

On the Life and Death Stage, only one person is destined to walk down.

This was a life-and-death battle that made the Outer Sect boil with excitement.

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In front of the Deacon Hall, the life and death contract was signed, the bright red handprints looking like two drops of congealed blood.

Without any superfluous words, Chen Chuan and Zhao Ritian walked straight toward the Life and Death Stage built of obsidian, witnessed by a group of Elders.

The black stone arena was tall and solemn, its surroundings already packed tight by Outer Sect Disciples who had rushed over upon hearing the news.

Layer upon layer of people crowded the area, their heads bobbing as the clamor shook the heavens.

When Chen Chuan and Zhao Ritian leaped onto the arena at the same time.

All the noisy waves of sound seemed to be instantly pressed down by an invisible giant hand, leaving only countless burning gazes sweeping back and forth across the two of them.

On the stage, the two stood facing each other.

Zhao Ritian was burly with a cold, hard face. The saber at his waist emitted a grim chill, and his Aura of the Great Power Realm Ninth Level Peak spread out without any concealment.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, fixed firmly on Chen Chuan.

In contrast, Chen Chuan wore plain green robes. His figure was tall and straight, his face remained calm, and there was even a faint, lingering curve at the corner of his mouth.

His Aura of the First Layer of the Great Power Realm was clear for all to see; compared to Zhao Ritian, he was like a firefly against the bright moon.

But it was precisely the huge contrast between this perceived weakness and his calmness that made everyone hold their breath.

"Bets are open! Bets are open! Don’t miss out as you pass by! Qingtian Alliance’s Zhao Ritian versus Chen Chuan! Place your bets, get your Origin Stones ready, and let your dreams take flight!"

A clever Disciple brought a table from somewhere and began shouting at the top of his lungs.

Instantly, the crowd erupted. "I’m betting on Alliance Master Zhao! Ten catties of low-grade Origin Stones! With this gap in strength, he can win with his eyes closed.