This world stage is incredibly lively! Flame banners flutter, paragons appear, young men weep blood, and favored children of heaven wail.

The sorrowful lament, the hateful curse names, each with their own story and marvels.

Jiang Wang has neither righteous indignation nor murderous intent towards injustice. He stands alone on the stage, like an outsider. He just wants to… finish his own business.

Gong Weizhang and Zhuge Zuo are still silently waiting below the stage, preparing properly for the match. They are both very good young men, and this ought to be their moment… Of course, they are still too young. The grand plans and great endeavors of adults are the grand narrative of the human world.

The glorious moments of young men need to make way for grand stories.

At this time, they hear a voice, the voice of Dàng Mó Tiān Jūn—

“Is your heart calm?”

The voice asks again: “Can you still fight?”

Actually, it’s to finish the matches as soon as possible before the return of the Hùnyuán Èxiān.

Of course, the premise of a fair match is that the participating players can perform to their true ability without being disturbed in this environment.

So the referee needs to respect the opinions of both sides.

Gong Weizhang restrains his gaze and grips his saber: “I only wish for a swift championship.”

Zhuge Zuo has been quietly writing and drawing for a long time. At this moment, he puts down his fine brush, pressing it into starlight, filling it into a book. He casually stuffs the thick book into his wide wizard robe, then slowly stretches lazily: “The civil and martial ways, one relaxes, one tightens. Watching a play for a long time, being able to move one’s hands and feet a bit, that’s even better.”

“Thank you, True Monarch.” He bows to Jiang Wang, not missing a beat.

The moment Dàng Mó Tiān Jūn spoke, other voices on Guānhèn Tái were already covered. The broadcasts on Tài Xū Huàn and the sky screens in various places, featuring the grace of the young favored children of heaven, once again occupied the main frame.

Whether it’s Dàishān Wáng Jǐ Jìnglù or the Tiānshī Flame Banner that is currently evolving into the Hùnyuán Èxiān, they are all just a corner of the picture. Húyány Jìngxuàn, who has been silent for a while, understands it’s time for his commentary again.

“That one, now…” He shifts his gaze away from the Tiānshī Flame Banner to the semi-finalists: “Let us continue this Yellow River Meeting!”

Qín Zhìzhēn on Guānhèn Tái is silent like a reef, just lifting his saber for a single cut———— the internal space of Yǎnwǔ Tái expands again, and Gong Weizhang and Zhuge Zuo have already landed on the stage.

The “Horizontal and Vertical” world saber, for them, carves out the same vast space as before. Although there are many performances happening simultaneously on the stage, they are no longer affected.

“Heaven’s favored gather, a grand event of the Yellow River. Let the sounds of transcendence play for you. Eternal regret, as this honor!”

Jiang Wang fulfills the duty of the Yellow River referee, his voice becoming the sound of a sword: “The last semi-final of this session’s Yellow River Meeting now begins. Within the match, you two seek your own victory or defeat; matters outside the match are all outside my sword… Please decide it!”

A snow-bright sword light condenses into a wisp, circling within this duel space, ultimately drawing a line… Hidden in the void, like a lurking flood dragon.

From this moment on, anyone who touches this line for any reason will be met with Chángxiāngsī’s limitless counterattack!

Within the sword’s embrace, the fight erupts rapidly.

Almost as soon as Jiang Wang’s voice falls, Gong Weizhang’s saber is out of its sheath, horizontal like a white rainbow, fiercely hanging and breaking the long sky.

And Zhuge Zuo is unexpectedly distant like a morning star, far in the horizon for a while. Starlight intersects behind him, descending a plump figure with a face carved like autumn millet… A star god named “Dà Liáng”!

“Dà Liáng” reaches out a palm to seize the saber rainbow.

How many people are still paying attention to this semi-final, who knows.

But they are both wholeheartedly throwing themselves into the fight, believing that Jiāng Zhēnjūn can guarantee the safety of the battlefield.

Even if the Dàishān Wáng is beside them questioning a thief, even if a paragon is about to arrive on the stage.

On this world stage, all sounds are exhausted under the control of the main referee. The teary-eyed Chén Yànxún, and the step-by-step pressing Jǐ Jìnglù, are both in their own stories.

The former’s current body still cannot escape perception. The latter, though able to detect an anomaly in perception, does not touch it, avoiding conflict with the referee.

So Chén Yànxún and Jǐ Jìnglù are still in each other’s gaze.

Neither of them has noticed the semi-final begin.

This is the last tearful performance of Chén Yànxún in this identity, and Dà Jǐng Dàishān Wáng, his heart like iron.

“I also want to have business and quantity with you, but you had no business beforehand, no quantity at the time of the matter, and now you want to discuss…” Jǐ Jìnglù’s face shows a smile: “It’s very difficult for me to handle.”

Chén Yànxún’s tears flow, but his mouth grins: “Since that’s the case…”

Within his tear-light, a spirit light extremely difficult to capture jumps out. It is a point within the rippling waves of light, a flame within the blazing fire————

Also at the same time he opens his mouth to say “since that’s the case,” Jǐ Jìnglù’s hand has already reached out.

A startling thunder appears in the clear sky, gathering into the shape of an angry lion.

The lion’s mouth opens and closes five fingers, the fist peak gathering into a striking jade hammer!

A boom echoes through Guānhèn Tái, and the flat ground explodes open. The sound is like water ripples, rippling in all directions.

That spirit light is gone, the tear light is also gone.

One fist smashes down, and the Sòng Country young man’s head explodes open on the spot! Red and white splash across the sky. The handsome young man with a love-knot hairstyle, considered a hot favorite for the inner mansion champion, an absolute favored child of heaven… From head to neck to body, ground under the fist like dust, completely smashed flat in an instant.

The high stage is vast and extremely quiet.

Since he already completely suspected this person, Jǐ Jìnglù of course would not arrogantly wait for him to suddenly attack.

If there is a mistake, just smash him to death directly.

As for smashing the wrong person…

The person is already dead, how can it be wrong?

If not Yán Chūnhuī, it could also be some other demon head. The Central Empire always acts with justifiable reason.

If the person is not dead… Then he didn’t smash the right one, did he!?

Jǐ Jìnglù’s qi strength forms a three-step square complete circle, embracing the elixir and filling it, all the dirty stains splashing within it.

Qi and blood as flame, igniting the traces of the corpse.

It seems the filth of the world can thus be swept clean.

Jiang Wang did not draw his sword in time, because he had already touched a familiar feeling from that one point of spirit light that jumped out of Chén Yànxún’s eyes… That was unexpectedly the light of the human path!

In the past, he took it, and Lǐ Yì refused it, and the Outer Building did not fall.

Today, the Outer Building is also empty, Zuǒ Guāngshū received it, the Inner Mansion is not yet decided, from where did Chén Yànxún obtain it?

However it is said, one who can enjoy the light of the human path is absolutely not the fifteen-year-old Chén Yànxún. He has neither the name of a champion nor any great merit beneficial to the human path in his past experiences.

It proves that Chén Yànxún is not Chén Yànxún. Since he is not a regular participating player, the Yellow River referee naturally has no responsibility to protect him.

Chén Yànxún is indeed not dead.

Those scattered spots of blood and flesh residue within the various places of the fist strength elixir circle, boiled for a while in the qi and blood flame, not waiting for rescue, nor waiting for other changes. They finally know Jiang Wang did not act, and Huáng Shèlì also did not reverse time.

The last performance also did not move the audience.

These spots of blood and flesh still left over one hundred points of residue, then began to tremble, and after that, began to wriggle.

Bāo Xuánjìng’s eyes show a look of shock, then fear appears on his face, and along with the suddenly appearing divine mirror state, it disappears. In any case, he currently pays attention to his own performance, even if no one cares anymore… He just moves two steps closer to Jiang Wang like that again.

Only to see the finely broken blood and flesh swimming out various tracks within the elixir circle, crossing the fierce flame of qi and blood, quickly gathering towards the center position————

“Interesting!”

Jǐ Jìnglù’s eyes release green lightning, suddenly roaming this circle, ten thousand bolts of lightning illuminating the fist strength elixir circle like a bright pearl.

Those quickly swimming blood and flesh spots are just like that, fixed by the fine lightning needles, struggling but unable to escape for a while.

The Dàishān Wáng observes the changes in these blood and flesh spots with interest: “Cáo Yùxiān has a martial body of living blood and flesh spirit, meaning the peak of the physical body. You clearly do not approach that kind of physical body realm, nor do you cultivate martial arts, how is it that every point of fine broken blood and flesh carries your will?”

“You have an extraordinary understanding of the human body. I don’t know whether I should praise it or dread it.”

“Oh right, this is True Martial Electric Needle Strength, there’s nothing particularly fierce about it, it’s just good at piercing dao rules and smashing spirituality. Exactly, you are so scattered again, and using such a weak body…”

Jǐ Jìnglù’s face shows a smile, but his eyes have no hint of amusement: “It can’t last long.”

“Wait————”

Countless blood and flesh spots, under the fine lightning needles, struggle and tremble, actually resonating with a voice: “We have no past grudges, no recent enmity, always peaceful coexistence. I am not like the Ràchà seeking to destroy countries, not like Equality Country seeking equality, I do not affect the existence of your overlord countries————Heaven born great dao, all things have virtue, why must you die and I live!” The Jǐng Country indeed has no reason to kill the Forget Self Human Demon.

Especially in a situation where Yán Chūnhuī is extremely difficult to kill and highly dangerous. It’s not that they don’t have the heart to eliminate demons, it’s that it’s truly not worth the loss.

National interest is the primary consideration, before morality!

But since he is the fish, I am the chopping board…

“Ridiculous! The Forget Self Human Demon nurtured disaster in No Return Valley, spreading poison throughout the world. The Jǐng Country’s monitoring heaven has responsibility, how can it be called no grudges and no enmity? How can I not hear the resentment and enmity of the people!”

“We may not call it peaceful coexistence. In the past, Tài Yù Zhēnjūn wanted to draw his sword to kill you, guarding the human world’s dao. It’s just that the news leaked, letting you escape. Today, you run into this king’s hand, and you see that the net of heaven is vast, and evil must have retribution.”

Jǐ Jìnglù’s martial body is majestic, his qi and blood grand, his fist rises with great momentum: “The world is not peaceful, the center holds the umbrella for the people. Eliminating evil and banishing demons, this king should do it!”

His voice is like thunder, his fist like a drum.

With one punch down, the entire fist strength elixir circle becomes a substantial green color. Indigo green thunder slurry ripples within the elixir circle! Crackling explosive sounds, like New Year’s firecrackers. In an instant, bright lightning washes away all filth.

But the story does not end with this punch.

The old year passes, the new year comes.

The crowd sees that the fist strength elixir circle is like a green sky full moon, and then within that swaying, substantial thunder slurry, points of spirit light are actually born. Virtual light and spirit shadows vaguely form an infant curled up and hugging its face!

This scene and the change of the Tiānshī Flame Banner in another part of Yǎnwǔ Tái actually have some similarities… Making people feel a similar shock.

Perhaps because they both represent a new birth to some extent, both represent the descent of some power.

On the viewing platform, Lóu Jùnlán’s face falls back, this has already completely exceeded her calculations. The changes erupt in an instant, causing her to withdraw her divine ability too late, only instinctively defending herself weakly.

The high stage is like the sea giving birth to a bright moon, and within the bright moon, an infant hugs and sleeps. Fervent vitality spreads across the stage, and the rich yuan force almost condenses into a substantial wave!

The dao of heaven favors him, the human path cares for him.

Bāo Xuánjìng’s teeth itch with frustration, this is truly someone who bullies heaven! Clearly, as a person, he is not as pure as him, and as a non-human, he is also not as strong as him, yet because he touched the light of the human path, and through some method reborn, he has gained this kind of fortune———

This ought to be the scene after his victory as the champion. Now it is letting the villain gloat, letting the evil thief profit.

“After this punch, cause and effect are both clear. Many thanks, fellow daoist, for sending me on my way!”

The infant within the fist strength elixir circle finally opens its eyes, lightning splashes within its eyes, its spirit is clear, and its majesty is born of itself: “Silent and birth spirit, punishment remains in infant form. All things of the past have already become yesterday’s dead. Various evil karma should be exhausted with that body. The so-called evil exhausted has virtue, we hold virtue and are born!”

On the viewing platform, Yè Qīngyǔ’s eyes suddenly tremble.

Líng Xiāo Èr Yí Kuà Jiè Fǎ!

Earlier, Chén Yànxún was still the Sòng Country young man, high-spirited, pressing his sword on the stage. She still didn’t see the changes within clearly. The moment he hugs the spirit and forms an infant, returning to innocence, she finally recognizes this secret technique.

Also, after Great Hero Ye left, she then received the transmission within the seal of the Líng Xiāo Palm Teach.

This was the two-dao law that Yè Língxiāo researched in the past to avoid the gaze of the One True Dao, to seek dao and seek power, co-cultivating immortal and god.

Just like Jiang Wang has many pháp thân. But whether it’s the magic ape or the immortal dragon, no matter how extraordinary the technique expression is, there is still one who stands out, and that is Jiang Wang.

Yè Língxiāo’s two-dao law is different.

In the past, he leisurely acted as the Líng Xiāo Pavilion Master, and the God of Wealth borrowed clouds to pave the business road in all directions, and no one saw that the God of Wealth was him!

After he joined Equality Country with the name Qián Chóu, he learned Zhào Wáng’s skill of concealing identity. Thus, he perfected this 《Líng Xiāo Èr Yí Kuà Jiè Fǎ》, ultimately dividing his life grid into two, confusing the past, as if reborn.

Yè Qīngyǔ knows this law but does not cultivate it, because her God of Wealth body does not need to be concealed. In fact, the more widely known it is, the more favorable it is for the sublime god dao. This secret law has no great meaning for cultivation or fighting, its greatest value lies in concealment. Purely for the matter to become law.

And Chén Yànxún on the stage has already gone further, using this to bully people and bully heaven.

“This is the 《Líng Xiāo Èr Yí Kuà Jiè Fǎ》, just as I told you last time, that law door where my father hid the god dao———— Yán Chūnhuī should be relying on his research into human demons, borrowing the Chén family bloodline, Chén Sīwǔ’s natal blood, pinching it into the person of Chén Yànxún, and then dividing the life grid into two, living in between, thus being able to bully heaven and bully people. He is now borrowing Jǐ Jìnglù’s thunder to eliminate karma and rebirth a new body. He should have already mended his exhausted old regrets! Very dangerous!”

Yè Qīngyǔ emergency hides her thoughts in the Rúyì Xiān Niàn, and then hands over the full text of 《Líng Xiāo Èr Yí Kuà Jiè Fǎ》, flying into Jiang Wang’s subconscious sea, advising him to be careful and even more careful.

Yán Chūnhuī is the target of the Jǐng Country’s chase, so let the Jǐng Country people be responsible for ending it properly!

Forget Self, calculate fate, ten thousand evil, cut flesh, reveal face, chop head, bloodthirsty, eat soul, swallow heart… Pinching a person’s technique, a new birth law.

《Líng Xiāo Èr Yí Kuà Jiè Fǎ》, the law of dividing the life grid into two.

Added together, it is indeed seamless, no wonder Yán Chūnhuī was willing to pay the full force of one sword to trade with Yè Língxiāo. No wonder he never truly fought against the Cloud Country’s hand, willing to change path before Jiang Wang’s sword edge.

Chén Yànxún’s flesh body was fresh and perfect, hence the human eye did not detect it. Chén Yànxún’s life grid indeed existed, hence the heaven’s occupation did not leak!

Jiang Wang especially sees what Yè Qīngyǔ’s current realm still does not see in detail————

Chén Yànxún giving birth to an infant in the thunder sea is not purely following the old law, but with the light of the human path as the foundation, rebirthing his five organs, six bowels, muscles, bones, blood, and flesh… This heaven-born dao pulse must have a heaven’s mansion, fortune and virtue, and be born with the favor of the human path fate!

He has now not only mended his exhausted old regrets, he should be favored by heaven and loved by humans, having cross-era hatred and the possibility of leaping transcendence!

He was originally not interested in 《Líng Xiāo Èr Yí Kuà Jiè Fǎ》, but now reading it carefully, he is more and more shocked.

Chén Yànxún’s body’s life and death changes and karma transformation have already exceeded Jǐ Jìnglù’s cognition.

Especially this infant pregnant in the midst of the thunder makes his heart feel alert and threatened.

But today on this Guānhèn Tái, experts are gathered, and the Jǐng Country even wants to kill three paragons, let alone one Chén Yànxún whose condition is unknown!

He draws out his iron fan without hesitation, yet at this moment, he feels Lǚqiū Wényuè’s gaze.

He hears the sound of rising tide again beside his ear!

The perception of an absolute peak powerhouse spreads.

But only to see a ten-thousand-li long river suddenly surge, the entire divine land seems to tremble! The vast Guānhèn Tái emits a thick virtuous bright yellow light, the nine towns respond together, heaven and earth combine forces, only then suppressing this change.

The Hùnyuán Èxiān is about to descend!

“Knowing to return when lost is not yet too late. Since you have already received the warning from Dàng Mó Tiān Jūn and changed path to seek another, this king will not disregard the upper heaven’s virtue of good life.”

Jǐ Jìnglù holds the fan in his hand, gently tapping his palm, fully displaying his central composure, yet his words turn: “You still haven’t answered me———— Who killed Chén Suàn?”