As Jiang Wang spoke, the “Royal Authority Contract,” hidden in his bosom, suddenly flew out. Crimson light flowed across the contract, and as if possessed of intelligence, it preemptively drifted into the milky white radiance.

A grand, yet toneless voice echoed above the Game of Life and Death.

“The Hundred Clans Competition concludes.”

“The power of Totems initiates a new chapter.”

“The Royal Authority Totem. Descends upon the Qinghuo Tribe.”

“The Qinghuo Tribe shall wield the Royal Authority of the Floating Continent for a century!”

The voice was devoid of emotion, seemingly an manifestation of the rules governing the Game of Life and Death itself.

Simultaneously, all the stone tablet chessboards outside the Game of Life and Death were stripped of their patterns, replaced by the contents of the “Royal Authority Contract.”

Upon it, besides the ancient inherited contract text and the Qinghuo Tribe’s unique sigils, was Jiang Wang’s flamboyant signature, written in blood.

Uh, Zhang Linchuan.

For the next century, the Qinghuo Tribe would hold the Royal Authority.

This “Royal Authority” was, of course, not established by a mere announcement from a mysterious voice. It was likely guaranteed by the “Royal Authority Totem.”

Jiang Wang couldn’t suppress his curiosity about how the “Royal Authority Totem” ensured the Qinghuo Tribe’s dominance.

But all of this was no longer his concern.

It was difficult to articulate the sensation of entering the “center point” of the Game of Life and Death, difficult to describe what was within.

A grand voice echoed in his ears, and milky white light filled his vision.

Anyone who entered the Game of Life and Death would likely be unable to describe their “observations.”

It seemed to be a passage between life and death, a kind of enlightenment, an illusion.

It seemed… it did not exist.

When Jiang Wang regained his senses, he was in the boundless Star River.

He wasn’t sure if it was because he wasn’t native to the Floating Continent, but he was unable to glimpse the deepest secrets of the Game of Life and Death.

But that didn’t matter anymore; he had obtained the reward that satisfied him: an unparalleled secret art for the Outer Building Realm.

In other words, the moment he first entered the center of the Game of Life and Death, the Heavenly Pivot World had given him the answer to constructing the Four Sage Pavilions.

As everyone knew, cultivation in the Outer Building Realm required erecting Four Sage Pavilions “outside” the body.

This “outside,” contrasting with the “inside” of the Inner Mansion, specifically referred to the celestial sphere.

Cultivators erected the Four Sage Pavilions in the celestial sphere, drawing upon the power of the stars, thus achieving the Outer Building Realm.

These four pavilions were generally built in the Four Divine Beast Star Regions.

The Four Divine Beast Star Regions being the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

However, these Four Divine Beast Star Regions were vast, containing countless stars. The pavilions built by cultivators within them were minuscule, smaller than motes of dust. They were the foundation, but nothing special.

Without specific techniques, cultivators generally couldn’t control the location of their pavilions, and could only make choices that best aligned with their own path through constant trials and exploration. Many cultivators didn’t even have a choice, and simply erecting a pavilion was the limit of their lives.

The Daoist sect took “Majesty, Sincerity, Benevolence, Slaughter” as the core of the Four Divine Beasts, the Confucian took “Trustworthiness, Virtue, Benevolence, Slaughter,” the Legalist took “Power, Fierceness, Justice, Punishment”… On one hand, it was a matter of value judgment, and on the other, it was building “uniqueness.” Allowing their constructed stellar pavilions to shine in the boundless celestial sphere.

And now, Jiang Wang, through the reward from the Heavenly Pivot World, had established a direct connection with the Big Dipper. He had obtained a method of establishing the Four Sage Pavilions using the Big Dipper as a beacon. His Four Sage Pavilions had specific locations, and he could choose any four of the seven stars.

An inaccurate but illustrative analogy was this: building ordinary Four Sage Pavilions was like an ordinary person owning a house somewhere in the State of Qi. Directly targeting the Seven Stars to build the pavilions was like owning a house in Linzi.

The house in Qi could be anywhere, but no matter where, it certainly wouldn’t be as valuable as a house in Linzi. At most, one would get lucky and happen to end up in Linzi or an equivalent location.

Seven-Star Pavilions in the boundless celestial sphere, pointing to the perfect Outer Building Realm cultivation technique, were an absolute certainty.

This battle in the Heavenly Pivot World had paved a soaring path for Jiang Wang’s own future.

The trials of several secret realms, the consolidation of the Isolated Heavenly Island, coupled with that sword strike imbued with billions of starlight from the Game of Life and Death, were enough for him to dispel the fog of ignorance.

And the seed of divine power had already been waiting for him ahead. Now that he had the soaring path to the Outer Building Realm, it could be said that his future was bright, not inferior to those favored by the heavens.

Soon, Li Fengyao, Jiang Wuxie, Fang Chong, and the other cultivators who participated in the Heavenly Pivot World appeared in the starry sky one after another.

Besides Jiang Wang, Li Fengyao, Jiang Wuxie, and Fang Chong, four other cultivators remained. Thus, the mortality rate of the Heavenly Pivot World wasn’t considered high.

Jiang Wang was first, Li Fengyao was second, and Jiang Wuxie was third.

In the Game of Life and Death, Fang Chong directly and tactfully gave up the third position – wounded and having destroyed his life-saving treasure, he had no confidence in competing with Jiang Wuxie. A mere third place wasn’t worth the risk.

For Jiang Wuxie, the current outcome wasn’t too unacceptable. As long as the final victor wasn’t Lei Zhangan, then all was well. At least Lei Zhangan had already been eliminated, and he had at least gained some reward.

Seeing Jiang Wang, a rare hint of a smile appeared in Li Fengyao’s eyes: “Waiting for me?”

“Yes, Sister Fengyao.”

Jiang Wang uttered the title sister smoothly, as naturally as flowing water.

He was grateful for Li Fengyao’s help in acting in the Game of Life and Death, otherwise, Jiang Wuxie and Fang Chong would have been difficult to deal with.

Admittedly, he and Li Fengyao weren’t afraid of Jiang Wuxie and Fang Chong joining hands.

But as for him and Li Fengyao alone, he didn’t have the confidence to defeat Li Fengyao. It could be said that this first place was deliberately conceded by Li Fengyao. Of course, the premise of the concession was that he defeated Lei Zhangan.

In short, favors were owed back and forth, and after many times, they became friendship.

They chatted in the starry sky, but the others didn’t have the leisure to wait and listen. Fang Chong included, one by one, they entered the star gate.

Only Jiang Wuxie, who was quite handsome, stuck to Li Fengyao’s side like a plaster.

Floating Continent World.

The Game of Life and Death ended, and the Royal Authority Totem descended upon the Qinghuo Tribe. The Qinghuo Tribe, who would wield the Royal Authority for a century, was the greatest winner of this Game of Life and Death.

However, when Qinghuo Yuanchen triumphantly led the team back to the Qinghuo Tribe, he received a tragic news that he couldn’t believe – the Star Beast Riot in the Wuzhi Grottoes, including the clan leader Qinghuo Gaochi, and all the defending warriors, were annihilated!

Because they didn’t know the situation inside the grottoes, Qinghuo Heng, who temporarily led the tribe before the Game of Life and Death ended, didn’t dare to forcefully break open the grottoes gate.

After the Game of Life and Death ended, according to convention, the Dark Heavens would also usher in a period of dormancy.

Only then did Qinghuo Heng choose to forcibly break the grottoes gate, and what appeared before his eyes was corpses everywhere.

The tribe’s number one expert, Qinghuo Gaochi, who was only a head away from fully transforming into a flame body, only one step away from becoming a Totem Spirit, only had a head left, placed squarely next to the hole connecting to the Dark Heavens.

The Dark Heavens were as black as ink, the Dark Heavens were silent.

In addition to the grief, there was also a question that Qinghuo Heng couldn’t understand –

Before the Game of Life and Death ended, the defending warriors had all died in battle, so why didn’t those Star Beasts directly break through the grottoes and rush to the Floating Continent?