Chapter 621 - 617: The Center of Attention

Chapter 621: Chapter 617: The Center of Attention

「The next day, early in the morning.」

The morning sun had just begun to rise, painting the sky with the pale light of dawn.

Auspicious purple energy arrived from the east as streams of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, brimming with vibrant morning vigor, converged in a violet glow.

It shrouded the world in a hazy mist. The best-laid plans are made in the morning, and it was the perfect time to absorb the world’s purest Spiritual Qi.

Hong Yu sat cross-legged on the roof, his eyes slightly closed. Wisps of Mystical Power coiled around his body. With every pulse, it was as if a Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant was stampeding in joyous celebration.

He was absorbing the purple energy from the east.

As the purple energy entered his body, he felt an ultimate sense of sublimation, an incredibly refreshing experience.

WHOOSH!

Hong Yu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

It contained a trace of impurities, all of which he expelled from his body.

His Essence, Qi, and Spirit were all raised to their limits, and every aspect of his condition was trending toward its Peak.

Hong Yu gazed at the rising sun, a confident smile gracing his lips. ’Today is the final battle for the title of Hundred Victory War God. As long as I can claim it, the Cyan Lotus Earth Heart Fruit in the prize pool will be mine for the taking. After that, all I’ll need is the Ten Thousand Year-old Polygonum multiflorum, and I can begin Refining the Nine Orifice Breaking God Pill. My breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Realm will be just around the corner!’

A surge of excitement rushed through Hong Yu’s heart.

The Primordial Spirit Realm!

This wasn’t just a breakthrough to a new realm; it would also be the moment Hong Yu could truly unleash his full potential.

Once he broke through to the Primordial Spirit Realm, he could decipher the Awakening Rune of the Death Rune Seal and finally claim it.

By then, he would have the Life Rune Seal, the Death Rune Seal, and the Luo Rune Seal all in his possession.

His combat power would undergo a complete sublimation.

Furthermore, after reaching the Primordial Spirit Realm, he would be able to activate the Venerable Golden Bone and unleash a portion of the Venerable Power contained within it.

This was the power of the highest Level of existence in this world. Even a small fraction of it would be enough to make him unmatched among his peers!

What’s more, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant was already getting impatient, eager to break free from its phantom form and condense into a Mystical Dharma Aspect.

Once the Mystical Dharma Aspect was fully formed, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Elephant would be able to unleash even greater combat power, and it would be time for his Chaos Mysteries to truly reveal their ultimate strength.

To put it bluntly, as long as he broke through to the Primordial Spirit Realm...

...then in the entire True Dragon Battlefield, the only ones who could pose a real threat to him would be the handful of existences on the same Level as the Lord of Divine City.

Only then would he have truly earned the right to compete with the heroes of the world in the final True Dragon Ancient Hall!

’As for me now...’

’I’m still too weak!’

"Boss, it’s time to go!" Xishang Ling’s shout came from outside the door.

Hong Yu’s eyes flickered. His figure vanished and reappeared at the doorway. He was rendered speechless by the sight of Xishang Ling.

Today, Xishang Ling had deliberately dressed up in incredibly flamboyant attire. More importantly, he was carrying a huge banner. Without even looking, Hong Yu knew it bore the words "Beichen Is Invincible, The Undefeated War God." This was the very thing Xishang Ling had promised to make on their way back from Peacock Mountain yesterday.

"Didn’t I tell you not to make that thing?" Hong Yu said, exasperated.

If he was in the middle of a big fight and Xishang Ling suddenly unfurled that banner, wouldn’t he just want to dig a hole and hide in it?

But Xishang Ling just chuckled. "Relax, relax! The characters on this are inlaid with gold, and I even had my mother write them personally. If I pull this out, it’s guaranteed to shock a huge crowd. More importantly..."

He added with a sly grin, "Only by showing this off can I get more girls to notice me!"

Ever since the Dao Heart Demon Curse on the Xishang King had been lifted, this guy’s personality had reverted to his old playboy ways.

He didn’t restrain himself in the slightest.

In his own words, when his father was ill, he naturally had to work hard so his parents wouldn’t worry.

But now that his father was old yet hale and hearty, as the son, he naturally had to squander his wealth and be a proper profligate. Otherwise, how could he do justice to his parents’ immense power?

To this, Hong Yu, who had relied on himself since childhood, was speechless.

"Fine, do whatever you want!"

Hong Yu rubbed his forehead helplessly and followed Xishang Ling out of the courtyard.

Zhao Hu and his sister were already waiting by the chariot. The previous night, the mysterious expert from the War God Arena had used them as a threat, so Hong Yu had specifically instructed Xishang Ling not to let them out of his sight under any circumstances.

To that end, Xishang Ling had arranged for guards to protect the siblings.

The group boarded the Xishang Tribe’s chariot and set off for the War God Arena in a grand procession.

Along the way, Hong Yu closed his eyes to rest, but with his exceptionally sharp hearing, he could still occasionally overhear the conversations of pedestrians outside.

"Look, that’s the Xishang Tribe’s entourage! Beichen must be inside!"

"SOB... I really want to see what Beichen looks like! I’ve dreamed about him several times recently. He even proposed to me! I want to have a litter of babies with him!" a hideously ugly woman wailed.

The sound of a savage beating immediately erupted from the crowd. WHAM! BAM!

Someone else roared in uncontrollable rage, "You ugly hag, how dare you harass my idol in your dreams? I’ll kill you! Only someone like me is worthy of him! Beichen, Beichen, I love you!"

The crowd froze and looked up at the speaker.

And then...

CRACK! BAM! POW!

This beating was even more ferocious.

Inside the chariot, Xishang Ling was clutching his stomach, laughing so hard that tears were about to fall.

Hong Yu said irritably, "What the hell is so funny?"

Xishang Ling wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and snickered, "Boss, do you know why that person got beaten up?"

"Hmm?"

Hong Yu glared.

Stifling his laughter, his face bright red, Xishang Ling chuckled, "That guy was a man in drag, caked in makeup, with two papayas hanging on his chest! HAHAHA... I’m dying..."

Hong Yu felt a wave of revulsion and a slight urge to vomit. "..."

This only made Xishang Ling laugh even harder.

Beside them, Zhao Hu and Zhao Feng’Er covered their mouths, trying not to laugh out loud.

Hong Yu’s face darkened. "If you’re going to laugh, then laugh. Don’t hold it in; you might hurt yourselves!"

"PFFT!"

"HAHAHA..."

...

Today’s battle would decide the final owner of the Hundred Victory War God title, so the fight was being held in the Ultimate Battlefield.

The Ultimate Battlefield could hold a million people, and thanks to the War God Arena’s extensive promotion, every seat was filled today.

Just as they arrived at the War God Arena, Hong Yu suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked Xishang Ling, "What’s the situation with the betting?"

He had told Xishang Ling to monitor the betting pool’s trends the previous night.

Since the War God Arena had acted unscrupulously first—trying to coerce and bribe him into losing, even resorting to a sneak attack and assassination attempt—Hong Yu naturally felt no burden about making some money off of them.

Xishang Ling finally managed to stop laughing and said with a grin, "The total amount in the betting pool has already exceeded five billion Soul Stones. Four and a half billion of that is betting on you to become the Hundred Victory War God. The remaining six hundred million or so is betting you won’t achieve the honor. As for the odds, it’s 1.5-to-1 for your success and 3-to-1 for your failure!"

"Oh?"

Hong Yu narrowed his eyes.

He now understood even more clearly why the War God Arena was manipulating things behind the scenes, trying to make him give up on becoming the Hundred Victory War God.

They were even willing to promise him the high price of one hundred and fifty million.

’What a beautifully self-serving plan. If I were to concede, they would easily pocket billions.’

As this thought crossed Hong Yu’s mind, a playful smile appeared on his face. He said to Xishang Ling, "What about the thing I asked you to prepare?"

Xishang Ling nodded, then a pained look crossed his face. "Boss, I went behind my mother’s back and took out all the liquid assets from the treasury. There are a billion Soul Stones here. This is the entire operational fund for my Xishang Tribe for the past few hundred years! If we lose, the Xishang Tribe will have nothing left!"

Hong Yu smiled. "Can’t you have a little faith in me?"

"Alright!"

Xishang Ling nodded.

He then ordered his subordinates to bet all one billion Soul Stones on Hong Yu obtaining the title of Hundred Victory War God.

Hong Yu patted his shoulder. "Just get ready to collect your winnings!"

Xishang Ling grinned, a look of longing in his eyes.

The 1.5-to-1 odds weren’t high, but if Hong Yu really won, the total payout including the principal would be one and a half billion Soul Stones—a net profit of five hundred million!

Afterward, the group entered the War God Arena.

The preparation area of the Ultimate Battlefield was incredibly luxurious, equipped with everything from daily necessities to Pills and weapons.

Just in case, Hong Yu didn’t use any of the items provided there. Xishang Ling had brought everything he needed from his tribe, and as for Pills, he had more than enough.

Half an hour passed in a long wait.

Finally...

With the dull DUM DUM DUM of war drums, the highly anticipated battle began.

"Boss, I’m heading to the private box. You’ve got this!" Xishang Ling said.

Zhao Feng’Er pumped her fist. "Brother Beichen, you’ll definitely win!"

"Don’t worry!"

Hong Yu smiled and nodded.

He then walked out of the preparation area.

The moment his figure appeared in the Battlefield, the entire Ultimate Battlefield erupted.

Of the million experts present, over ninety percent were Hong Yu’s supporters, all of them eager for him to create a miracle and become the first Hundred Victory War God in a century.

"Beichen! Invincible throughout the world!"

"Hundred Victory War God! Beichen, you have to win!"

It was a sensation. He was the center of attention, facing the support and cheers of a million people at once.

Listening to a million people shouting his name, even with his calm disposition, Hong Yu couldn’t help but feel his blood boil with excitement. He raised his right hand high, acknowledging the crowd.

"ROAR!"

The Ultimate Battlefield was once again swept up in a frenzy.

BUZZ!

A curtain of light descended from the sky, and a pale-faced young man in a red robe slowly drifted down from mid-air.

The young man wore a detached smile. His voice carried an air of nobility and the authority of a superior as he said calmly, "Everyone, today is an incredibly grand day for our War God Arena. Because today, our ninety-one-time consecutive winner, Beichen, will face his ultimate challenge for the title of Hundred Victory War God."

"So, can Beichen truly accomplish this magnificent feat?"

"And who exactly will his opponent be?"

"Let us wait and see!"

The young man’s voice was extremely captivating. His gaze drifted lightly toward Hong Yu, but it held a faint, bewitching red glint. He slowly pressed his hand down, silencing the clamoring audience.

He then pointed to the preparation area opposite Hong Yu and said slowly, "Let’s welcome Beichen’s ninety-second challenger. His name is—Sorolotu!"

The moment that name left the young man’s lips...

...the uproar from Hong Yu’s supporters came to an abrupt halt. Countless faces showed shock and bewilderment. "H-How could it be him?"

Hong Yu naturally sensed that something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and looked across the battlefield.

At that sight, his pupils couldn’t help but constrict violently...

There’s a big update tomorrow! Also, I’m planning to hold an event. Tomorrow, I will select five friends from those who have tipped and send them a beautiful gift! Remember, it’s tomorrow, December 4th!