486: Chapter 486 Before the Grand Competition Begins

"Oh my, is this the young lad who trampled the number one genius of the Ni Yuan Tribe? His reputation is indeed well-deserved!"

Fang Bai's mouth twitched as he watched the creature in front of him, who looked like a freaking alien, staring at him as if he wanted to study him. This was Zhan Qing.

Which foreign race was this now?

Fei Qianqiu introduced, "This is the Young Tribal Leader of the Zhan Clan, Zhan Qing. His cultivation is not below that of Ape Leader, and he is also one of your competitors."

Hearing this, Fang Bai was somewhat surprised. "The Zhan Clan? Is that the race that can divine fate?"

Zhan Qing said with a beaming smile, "Divining fate and such is an exaggeration; I only have a superficial understanding of it."

Fang Bai asked curiously, "Then can you tell my fortune?"

Zhan Qing was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned serious as he shook his head. "I cannot."

Fang Bai raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

Zhan Qing sized up Fang Bai and then gave an unexpected answer: "Because you are an anomaly."

An anomaly!

Upon hearing this, Fang Bai's eyes widened. "Do you even know how to talk? Watch your words!"

Zhan Qing shrugged. "The fact is as such. There is a certain special karma existing within you, and some kind of power is obscuring your heavenly secrets, so I cannot calculate your fate. Moreover... you do not belong to our civilization."

Fang Bai: "..."

This Zhan Clan really has some skill.

Fei Qianqiu was somewhat surprised. "You inherited the talent of your ancestors, yet even you cannot calculate it?"

Zhan Qing nodded. "Perhaps we could let the Tribal Leader try."

Fei Qianqiu gave Fang Bai a strange look.

The latter's expression was also quite colorful.

Wasn't he just a transmigrator? Could it be that he had another origin?

How could that be?

Zhan Qing changed the subject and smiled, "However, for the Star Pavilion to have Brother Fang as a representative is the Star Pavilion's good fortune."

Having an extra Tenth Rank combatant was already very good, and Fang Bai's strength was anything but ordinary.

Fang Bai suddenly said, "The Zhan Clan and the Star Pavilion are allies, right?"

Zhan Qing nodded with a smile, "Naturally."

Fang Bai grinned. "Then if an ally has a need, will you help?"

Zhan Qing faintly sensed something was wrong and looked puzzled. "What does Brother Fang mean?"

Fang Bai said solemnly, "To tell you the truth, I've been a bit short on cultivation resources lately, and my strength isn't enough yet. I wanted to borrow some..."

Zhan Qing's face darkened. "Brother Fang! Your strength isn't enough? Even I can't beat you! Besides, as for resources, my Zhan Clan is also short on them! Otherwise, why would we come to fight for the source vein?"

Fang Bai said thoughtfully, "I see. Fine then. When the Great Competition begins, swords and spears have no eyes, so Brother Zhan should be careful."

Everyone: "..."

Zhan Qing's face instantly turned black.

What does this Brother Fang mean? He wants to beat up my Zhan Clan along with everyone else?

Fei Qianqiu spoke at this moment, "It's time to set out."

Just as he finished speaking, a resonant bell toll echoed throughout Dark Night City.

Countless forces were seething with excitement!

The struggle for the source vein had begun!

One by one, the various forces led their troops and flew toward the direction of the bell toll.

Fei Qianqiu glanced at everyone and said, "Let's go."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and a shroud of starlight enveloped all the disciples of the Star Pavilion.

Zhan Qing also departed with the people of the Zhan Clan.

Somewhere...

"It has begun."

A group of figures wearing red cloaks gathered together.

A tall figure at the head of the group let out a raspy voice.

"This time, not only must we get all the source veins, but we must also get the civilization fragments!"

"Yes!"

With those words, the red figures flew toward the direction where the crowds were gathering.

At the central plaza of Dark Night City,

The experts of all major forces had already gathered. Powerful auras emanated one after another from the mixed crowd.

Seven floating stones hung in the air, representing the strongest forces in this star domain!

The Yao Mu Clan!

The Ni Yuan Tribe!

The Night Clan!

The Star Pavilion!

The Stone Clan!

The Zhan Clan!

The Ice Demon Clan!

These seven forces were the seven giants of the star domain, belonging to the upper-tier forces!

Of course, there were still mid-tier forces in the star domain.

Among these forces, there were also Tenth Rank experts, including the lower-tier forces.

Besides these ranked forces, there were also many rogue cultivators.

Normally, the seven great forces would have monopolized the resources, but they had to share some of the soup. If the rogue cultivators and other forces joined hands, it would be enough to threaten their status.

Therefore, many years ago, rules were established.

This was why it was called the Galaxy Struggle.

Within the star domain, it was a great battle for opportunities among the various galaxies!

Not only that, but among the rogue cultivators, there were several experts with very outstanding strength!

Buzz!

The personnel of the seven great forces took their seats on their respective floating platforms.

In the next second, a terrifying pressure appeared in the crowd!

Many experts looked over in shock, only to see an empty area cleared in the crowd where a grey-robed figure stood.

He looked old and was short and stout, appearing like an ordinary old man.

But no one dared to underestimate him, because he exuded the pressure of a Tenth Rank!

"It's the Elder Kong!"

"It's him! Hasn't he been missing for a hundred years? He actually hasn't perished yet?"

"The Elder Kong, a mere rogue cultivator, reached his current status relying on his own abilities. It's said that the number of Tenth Rank experts who died by his hand is no less than five digits!"

"A hundred years ago, he was already at the Tenth Rank. Who knows how strong he is now?"

"..."

As the discussions arose, a light laugh sounded: "Old fellow, a hundred years since we last met, and you've gone completely bald?"

Although the laugh wasn't loud, it clearly reached the ears of every expert.

All the experts gasped in unison.

"Demon Venerable!"

A tall, thin man appeared above the crowd. He looked like a vulture, with a pair of red wings on his back. Feathers scattered down, and anyone they touched let out a miserable scream and perished on the spot!

Many experts retreated from the area, clearing another large space.

The Elder Kong glanced at the man who appeared. "This old man never had hair to begin with. On the contrary, you, this sick bird, already have one foot in the grave."

The Demon Venerable looked at him with sharp eyes. "Jie jie jie, after a hundred years, you've certainly become a lot more arrogant!"

The Elder Kong glanced at him. "When the Great Competition begins later, this old man will kill you first!"

The Demon Venerable smiled nonchalantly. "Then we'll have to see if you have the ability."

He looked around, his gaze pausing for a moment on the seven floating platforms, a strange curve hooking his lips. "So many old friends!"

"Are they all rogue cultivators?"

In the Star Pavilion camp, Fang Bai asked in confusion.

Fei Qianqiu nodded. "They are all rogue cultivators, but their strength is not weak; they are on the same level as Du Zun."

Hearing this, Fang Bai nodded. Looking at those two prominent rogue cultivators, a red glint flashed in his eyes.

What rogue cultivators? They were all experience points to him!