684: Chapter 684 Each Displays Their Unique Abilities!

But on second thought, he felt that the Peak Master simply saw through the true strength he had exposed during his battle with Zhao Wuji and, deeming him strong enough, felt confident letting him go head-to-head with Xiao Han.

Huang Jiuli didn't know how many trump cards he had revealed in the Silver Space, but Peak Master Jian Wuya certainly knew.

The Three Wondrous Trees, the Undying Blood River, and the four giant spears that slew the Xuanhuang War General—Peak Master Jian Wuya had witnessed these scenes from beginning to end within that Rule Space.

In the Peak Master's eyes, Qin Yan's strength was likely already on par with any Supreme-level Prodigy.

"Heavenly Ladder Fighting Arena, appear!"

At that moment, Peak Master Jian Wuya let out a low shout.

Inside the hall, rays of brilliant golden light surged from all directions, enveloping the fourteen Disciples from the Taixuan Holy Land and Diluo Valley like a golden tide.

Qin Yan felt his body being gently lifted by a warm force, and the scenery before him changed rapidly amidst the golden light—the dome of the hall, the Coiling Dragon stone pillars, and Wan Jian Peak all streaked past like fireflies.

When the golden light dissipated, everyone had already left Wan Jian Peak and appeared in the air above a square.

The square was paved entirely with lustrous white jade, its surface as smooth as a mirror, with faint spiritual light flowing within it.

Below the square, it was already a sea of people.

Countless Inner Court Disciples dressed in white profound robes stood densely in every corner of the square, looking up at the fourteen young figures in the sky with eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation.

The figures of Lin Qingyue, Shen Wanqian, and Jiang Li were all among them.

Further away in the Void Realm, countless Holy Land Elders and even Peak Masters were hidden.

They were either standing or sitting, some with hands behind their backs, others sitting cross-legged in mid-air, silently watching the fourteen figures high above.

Those gazes held scrutiny, expectation, and curiosity—each with its own character.

They also wanted to know who would come out on top between this generation's Disciples and the formidable Disciples of Diluo Valley, who were said to be once-in-ten-thousand-year talents.

This battle was not just a contest between seven Prodigies, but also a clash between two major powers: the Taixuan Holy Land and Diluo Valley.

Who won or lost was a matter of prestige.

Below, countless Inner Court Disciples looked at the figures enveloped in golden light in the sky and spoke up one after another.

"Are those seven the Disciples of the super power, Diluo Valley? Just standing there, they give off an invisible pressure; they seem so powerful."

"Hiss—that person seems to be the pride of the Luo Family, Senior Sister Luo Qinghe! I saw her once from a distance at a Family banquet. I didn't expect her to stay in the Luo Family's ancestral land but instead join Diluo Valley."

"Wait, haven't you noticed that Zhao Wuji isn't among the challengers? Zhao Wuji is the Young Lord of the Wuji Sect and one of the Heavenly Ladder Clearers. Logically, he should have a spot."

"Yeah, where did Zhao Wuji go? Was he eliminated? Who eliminated him?"

"Impossible, right? Zhao Wuji's Xuanhuang Indestructible War Body's defense is famously monstrous. There are probably only a handful of people in the same stage who could defeat him head-on."

"Stop guessing; maybe he just had something else to do and couldn't come."

The discussions rose and fell as thousands of eyes stared at the fourteen figures in the sky.

The Inner Court Disciples below had only just received notice from the Holy Land to gather at the square to witness the battle between the Heavenly Ladder Clearers and the Prodigies of Diluo Valley.

That was why they had all come here.

They were both curious and expectant about this match.

They were curious about exactly how strong the Prodigies of Diluo Valley were.

They were expectant to see if the Heavenly Ladder Clearers from the East Courtyard could win.

...

In the sky, golden light intertwined.

Rays of golden light converged from all directions, condensing, intertwining, and merging in the Void Realm.

In the blink of an eye, seven massive Fighting Arenas took shape in the air.

The Fighting Arenas were circular, hundreds of feet in diameter, and formed entirely from condensed golden light.

Atop the Fighting Arenas, complex runes were carved, emitting a mysterious aura.

The runes flowed, and the golden light flickered.

The seven Fighting Arenas floated in the air, arranged in a circle.

Each Fighting Arena corresponded to a single match.

Golden light shone around Qin Yan, and a warm force enveloped his body.

The next moment, his figure appeared atop one of the Fighting Arenas.

Beneath his feet was the golden floor of the Fighting Arena.

Surrounding him was the empty Void Realm.

"Heavenly Ladder Fighting Arena."

Qin Yan was all too familiar with the Fighting Arena before him.

During the previous Outer Court End-of-Month Assessment, he had stepped onto these arenas many times.

However, the golden Fighting Arena before him was significantly larger than the ones from the Outer Court assessment.

"Such a Fighting Arena makes for a more spacious fight."

Qin Yan thought to himself.

Then, Qin Yan looked across to the other side.

At the other end of the Fighting Arena, a figure stood quietly.

Xiao Han—the Third Senior Brother of Diluo Valley.

He wore a white long robe with silver ice crystal patterns embroidered on the hem.

His face was cold and stern, his gaze indifferent, like ice that hadn't melted for ten thousand years.

He held a silver-white long spear, its body entirely silver-white as if carved from ice crystals.

On the spear's body, a thousand patterns shone, emitting a bone-chilling cold.

That was his natal spirit weapon—Ice Prison.

Behind him, a phantom was slowly appearing and disappearing.

It was the manifestation of the Ice Prison Spear Intent—a frozen prison.

Inside the prison, ice crystals stood tall, and cold mist swirled.

Xiao Han's gaze fell upon Qin Yan.

Indifferent, calm, without contempt, yet without particular regard.

He just looked on calmly.

Qin Yan's gaze also fell upon Xiao Han.

Their gazes intertwined and collided in mid-air.

Neither of them spoke.

The atmosphere was silent and tense.

"Let the match begin!"

At that moment, Peak Master Jian Wuya's voice came from high in the sky.

The instant Peak Master Jian Wuya's voice fell, the fourteen Prodigies on the seven Fighting Arenas moved simultaneously!

Fighting Arena Number One.

Behind Senior Sister Luo Qinghe, the Luo Water surged and flowed, the deep blue river water like a ribbon churning and rushing behind her. Her fist was raised, a mysterious power condensed, and the Luo God Fist Intent quietly bloomed. With one punch, the Luo Water spread across the Fighting Arena, the deep blue river water sweeping toward Long Aotian like a tide!

Long Aotian was not afraid at all; golden light bloomed on his fist, and dragon roars echoed.

The power of the Dragon Clan Bloodline boiled within him. With one punch, the golden light transformed into a dragon-shaped phantom, pouncing toward Senior Sister Luo Qinghe with claws and teeth bared!

"Boom—!!"

Water splashed everywhere, and golden light exploded.

Fighting Arena Number Two.

Behind Lin Ruoxi, the Imperial Sword Intent bloomed.

A massive golden sword hovered behind her, emitting a noble and majestic aura.

She slashed out with her sword, the sword light like a rainbow, its pressure filling the sky.

Li Tianxing's Savage War Body had reached Major Achievement; his muscles bulged, and green veins throbbed.

He threw a punch, and the Savage Fist Intent erupted, with phantoms of ancient Vicious Beasts faintly appearing within the fist energy.

As the fist and sword met, waves of air surged.