194: Chapter 194 Nine-Part Arena Battle

As the night passed, the events that transpired at Yunlu Terrace rapidly fermented, spreading throughout Yunhu City and triggering a massive craze, reaching a scorching state of excitement.

The dignified Young Master Yun Hu had actually been suppressed to the point of being unable to lift his head; in the end, it took the Old Ancestor stepping in personally to save his life. Otherwise, he surely would have died at Yunlu Terrace.

This caused Yun Tai's reputation in the Nine Profound Realm to plummet, no longer possessing the prestige of the Young Master Yun Hu of the past. The other eight divisions wore expressions of schadenfreude, and some even secretly lamented why Yun Tai hadn't died at Yunlu Terrace.

With Yun Tai's talent, he posed a significant threat to them. Their tribes did not have any Geniuses to rival him; only the Silver Wolf Tribe had a Soul Transformation Prodigy, but even then, there was still a certain gap compared to Yun Tai.

As for the other protagonist of this affair, Ning Yuan, the public's attention was not quite as high. Besides not knowing much about him, his identity was a more important factor.

Relations between the Human Race and the Yao Race had always been discordant, with both sides finding each other disagreeable. Although the Nine Profound Realm had been sealed for many years, their attitude toward the Human Race could hardly be called enthusiastic.

Furthermore, Ning Yuan's arrival had stirred up massive waves in the Nine Profound Realm, breaking the original balance and giving rise to the Ninth Division Arena Battle. There were quite a few who felt dissatisfied!

Since the tribal Old Ancestors had made the decision, they could only obediently comply, unable to resist, while hiding their discontent in their hearts.

But none of this affected the Ninth Division Arena Battle from proceeding as scheduled!

...Yunhu Plain

This was a vast, endless plain located outside Yunhu City. Usually, this plain was quite lively as it was the mandatory path to Yunhu City, with crowds weaving through like fabric!

However, today's Yunhu Plain had become the most watched place in the entire Nine Profound Realm, as the Ninth Division Arena Battle was to be held here.

In the central area of the Yunhu Plain, which was originally empty space, there were now nine thousand-foot-wide arenas. A massive number of Yao Race gathered around, creating a sky-shaking clamor.

Countless sounds of breaking air continuously echoed from all directions as figures streaked across the sky, finally landing at this location. Viewed from afar, it was a dense black mass, like a surging black ocean.

Countless gazes shifted rapidly, filled with anticipation, hoping the arena battle would begin as soon as possible to witness who would emerge as the ultimate winner.

"I think this arena battle is a joke. With the strength of the other eight divisions, how could they possibly compete with the Cloud Tiger Tribe?"

"You can't say that. The eight divisions might not lack the power to fight back. After all, the arena battle is only for those in the Early Stage of Soul Transformation. The Cloud Tiger Tribe might not necessarily take the top spot!"

"The arena battle uses a gauntlet format. The Cloud Tiger Tribe has to face the combined power of the other eight divisions; they're going to stumble this time!"

"..."

All sorts of voices spread across the plains, most of which were discussions about the arena battle. The Cloud Tiger Tribe played a vital role in these talks, appearing in almost every sentence.

Their discussions lasted for about half an hour until everyone suddenly felt a powerful Aura approaching from the distant horizon. They snapped their heads around to see hundreds of figures whistling through the air, every one of them at the Soul Transformation stage or higher. The dozen or so leaders had even reached the Void Refining stage.

"The people from the Ninth Division are here!"

Everyone looked at the members of the Ninth Division appearing on the horizon and immediately felt their spirits lift. The protagonists of the arena battle had finally arrived.

The members of the Ninth Division swept in from the distance and finally landed together in the central area of the plains. After landing, they sat in their respective positions with clear distinctions. Ning Yuan, naturally, was among them, sitting alone outside the Ninth Division, appearing quite out of place.

The people present truly represented the Peak of combat power and authority in the entire Nine Profound Realm. Such a lineup caused many small tribes to look on with solemn expressions, their eyes filled with awe.

However, what truly drew their attention was that human youth dressed in white, gently fanning himself with a folding fan. His identity was unique in the Nine Profound Realm.

Ten years was enough time for everyone to learn the cause and effect of the situation. It was because of him that the Nine Profound Realm was in such turmoil, leading to today's Ninth Division Arena Battle.

"The show begins!"

Ning Yuan looked at the crowd extending to the edge of his vision, a hint of mockery in his eyes. After waiting for ten long years, it was finally time to pull in the net.

"I told you to put me away, but you wouldn't listen!"

Zhou Lengdie, standing beside him, spoke with a cold face and gave him a fierce glare. "When the fighting starts and things get a bit loud, I won't be able to withstand it!"

"What is there to fear with me here?" Ning Yuan said, turning his head and gently tilting up her slender chin.

"I wouldn't have the heart to let a peerless beauty like you perish just like that."

"Take your filthy hand away!" Zhou Lengdie frowned, reaching out to slap his hand away. "Show some respect in public!"

"Oh? So you're saying when no one is around, I can..."

"Get lost!" Zhou Lengdie snapped softly, turning her head away to put him out of sight and mind.

"Heh!"

Ning Yuan chuckled, unbothered by her attitude. Over the past ten years, this wasn't the first time; to him, this was all trivial.

There would come a time when he could handle her; then, he would surely discipline her thoroughly and wouldn't stop until she begged for mercy!

While the two were talking, a figure flew out and hovered high in the air. The noise permeating the world came to a sudden halt as countless gazes focused on this person.

"Today is a grand event rarely seen in ten thousand years for our Nine Profound Realm... I now announce that the Ninth Division Arena Battle has officially begun!"

After an extremely long opening speech, the Ninth Division Arena Battle finally truly commenced. The scene erupted with earth-shattering cheers. Regardless of how this matter started, it was indeed a rare grand event worthy of celebration!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As the opening speech concluded, nine figures streaked across the sky, creating piercing sonic booms. By the time the crowd noticed them, the nine were already standing on the arenas, their Auras erupting as they fully displayed their cultivation bases.

The rules of the arena battle were extremely simple: each of the nine divisions would send one person to defend an arena, after which the divisions would send challengers. The loser would step down, and the winner would continue. There was no time limit until no one was left to challenge. Throughout the process, life and death were disregarded!

To avoid losing too much of their tribes' strength, the cultivation level was even set at the Early Stage of Soul Transformation.

One arena represented one drop of the spring of life. Whichever division's member stood on the arena at the end would claim that drop of the spring of life.

Simple, direct, and bloody!

This was the thought that immediately sprang into Ning Yuan's mind after learning about the arena battle. There were no superfluous flourishes; it was a competition of pure, hard strength!

Once the nine took the stage, the atmosphere of the scene instantly reached its Peak, with all sorts of shouts echoing through the clouds.

Suddenly, Yun Tai, standing tall upon an arena, cast his gaze toward a certain figure in the stands. A grim light flickered in his eyes, and a savage smile curled on his lips as he spoke loudly:

"I have heard that the Ming Dao Sword Sect is the leader of the Eastern Region. I wonder if I might have the chance to experience Your Excellency's sword Dao?"