Chapter 423 - 210: Heaven and Earth! He Is Yama Chen?

Chapter 423: Chapter 210: Heaven and Earth! He Is Yama Chen?

Before the vast plaza, Chen Xuan stood motionless, clad in a long purple robe, his expression serene.

His tall, imposing figure stood as straight as a spear. Paired with his handsome and refined features, he was a sight that left any onlookers secretly amazed.

He stood there with his arms crossed, silently watching as streaks of light descended one after another.

Figure after figure landed in the plaza, each one radiating a powerful aura. Pillars of light shot toward the heavens, tearing through the darkness as immense pressure rolled out in waves.

Without a doubt, this was the muscle-flexing segment of the show.

Before a fight, everyone—man or ghost—had to posture a bit.

Not to do so would be like showing up for nothing.

As for all this posturing, what could Chen Xuan say?

He could only stand by and quietly watch them put on their show.

’Not bad. Over thirty of them came.’

’By my count, that’s an average of over ten people per family.’

Behind him, Zhao Qianjun, Ye Jianwei, Han Litian, and the others were all grinning from ear to ear.

’They’re here, they’re here.’

’The experts from those three families have finally arrived.’

’We know you have plenty of tricks up your sleeve.’

’We also know you’ve brought in powerful reinforcements from the outside.’

’But what good will that do you?’

’Now that Yama Chen is here...’

’When the fighting starts, if you guys don’t end up crying, I’ll call you my daddy.’

The more Zhao Qianjun, Ye Jianwei, and Han Litian thought about it, the more excited they became, so much so that they could barely stop themselves from jumping for joy.

Meanwhile, the young geniuses from the Lu, the Wu, and the Jiang families frowned, each one casting a suspicious glance toward the group from the City Lord’s Mansion.

’What’s going on?’

’This isn’t how they expected things to go.’

’We’re over here flexing, so why aren’t they reacting at all?’

’According to the usual traditions and procedures...’

’...aren’t both sides supposed to unleash their auras, have a round of showing off, and then lock onto their primary targets for the kill?’

’So why is the City Lord’s Mansion group so calm this time? No one’s flaring their aura.’

’And why are they smiling?’

’What is there to smile about?’

"Ignore them," Lu Linyuan of the Lu family said coldly. "Let them laugh. Soon enough, they won’t be able to."

"That’s right. Laugh. Laugh your heads off," Yue Zhen added with a sneer. "If they aren’t crying by the end of this, I’ll call every last one of them ’daddy’!"

’A bunch of useless trash, daring to laugh in the face of death!’

’Truly fearless—or just ignorant!’

At this thought, Yue Zhen’s body trembled, and the pressure he was releasing grew even more intense.

The aura of the Outer Saint Third Layer billowed out from him.

"Hey, look. That guy in purple over there is strange. It’s like he’s covered in a layer of Spiritual Power. Every time I try to look at his face, I can’t see it clearly. Can any of you?"

Zhu Kunlun’s brow furrowed as he stared intently at Chen Xuan.

The more he focused, the hazier and more indistinct Chen Xuan’s face became.

"Don’t worry. It’s just a secret artifact."

Jiang Shouzhuo’s voice was calm. "If I’m not mistaken, his robes have some kind of Spirit-shielding effect. That’s why you’re getting that illusion."

"I see."

Zhu Kunlun nodded slowly.

’That explains it,’ he thought. ’How could anyone be that strange on their own?’

"He’s certainly good at putting on a show. We can make him a priority target later!"

Yue Zhen sneered again.

"Agreed!"

The others all laughed.

’So he likes to act tough, does he?’

’We specialize in killing posers like you!’

’Later, we’ll rip off your arms and legs, peel your skin, and stomp on you while we ask if you still feel like posturing!’

Jiang Shouzhuo turned to Qin Zhan, who stood to the side in a black robe, his features delicate and effeminate. "Brother Qin," he asked with a smile, "what do you make of our opponents?"

Qin Zhan shook his head lightly. "A bunch of nobodies, not even worth mentioning. Even if none of you lift a finger, I can slaughter my way through all of them by myself."

"Oh?"

A glint appeared in Jiang Shouzhuo’s eyes.

The others were even more astonished.

’We knew Qin Zhan was strong, but we never imagined he was this strong.’

’Slaughtering them all by himself... that kind of power is on another level.’

"Excellent! With you saying that, I can rest completely assured!"

With that, Jiang Shouzhuo also began to laugh.

At that very moment, people were still converging from all directions, taking their seats one by one.

These were, without a doubt, the honored guests invited by the City Lord’s Mansion.

For the City Lord selection tournament, held once every hundred years, it was mandatory to invite representatives from all the major powers to act as witnesses.

This, too, was a rule established by Feng Wuji’s master.

"Is that almost everyone?"

Suddenly, Feng Wuji swept a calm gaze over the crowd. "Everyone knows the usual rules and procedures, so I won’t waste words. We’ll begin by verifying age. If anyone is found to be over the limit, don’t expect me to be polite!"

He raised a finger, pointing it toward the Glazed Tower floating in mid-air.

WHOOSH!

A stream of True Essence shot out, vanishing into the Glazed Tower in an instant.

The entire Glazed Tower instantly began to glow. A curtain of light shot out from its core, enveloping the whole plaza with absolute precision. All contestants within the plaza were scanned by the light.

This included Chen Xuan and his group.

He calmly felt the curtain of light sweep over his body.

It felt like a wave of warm water washing over him.

The sensation that spread through his limbs was strange and wonderful.

In the blink of an eye, the curtain of light vanished, retracting back into the tower.

"Very good. No one is over the age limit!"

Feng Wuji’s voice was calm. "It seems you’ve all followed the rules. In that case, prepare to open the Battle Realm!"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yunfeng, Patriarch of the Jiang family, called out to Feng Wuji. "City Lord Feng, who is that man? We’ve never seen him before."

His finger pointed directly at the tall, upright figure of Chen Xuan in the distance, clad in his purple robe.