171: Chapter 171 Yin Yang Mountain Reopens, All Parties Gather

As the day of the duel arrived, the Domain of God, which had been silent for some time, became lively once again.

Yinyang Mountain, this peerless treasure, was opened once more. Its internal Laws were comparable to a Main God, and it had nurtured wonders such as the yinyang tree and Yin Yang Lake.

Of course, the greater reason for the excitement was the duel itself.

The Flower God Guardss, aside from this title, were also figures of fearsome renown and leaders within their own Universes.

Even without Hua Zizai, they would still be super powerhouses; it was simply because they were so strong that they were chosen by Hua Zizai in the first place.

And Chen Xing, a kid who had cultivated for less than thirty years, how could he possibly compete with them?

“What a pity. Chen Xing was too impatient this time. Otherwise, with his talent, he might have truly had the strength for a fight in the future!”

“Exactly. He's the number one person in the Spirit Seed Realm certified by the Alliance. If he participated in the Universe Tournament, he might even make it into the top fifty.”

“Actually, he doesn't lose out either. If he wins, he gets fame; if he loses, he can still become a Flower God Guards. Isn't that wonderful?”

“...”

Both on and at the foot of Yinyang Mountain, many people gathered, including some old geniuses who hadn't been seen for a hundred years.

There were also a group of old monsters who had been in seclusion for many years; at this moment, they emerged one after another, gazing at this place from the starry sky.

The ten Main Gods who had once presided over the battlefield on the borders of the Lower Realm were now also paying attention to this place, showing the magnitude of the event's influence.

“This young man is still as confident as ever.” Li Taiyang, the leader of the ten Main Gods, gave a helpless smile.

“I believe in him.” Regarding this, the Heavenly Sound Main God's attitude was astonishing.

“Oh?” The gods looked back, all feeling incredibly surprised.

“Heavenly Sound, are you certain he can win?” someone asked.

“He can.” The Heavenly Sound Main God's tone was calm, her expression unchanged.

“Are you joking? The gap in their foundations is so vast, how can he win?” someone questioned.

“Wait and see.” The Heavenly Sound Main God did not provide an answer.

...

Yinyang Mountain was extraordinarily lively.

Everyone gathered together, standing on the left and right sides, facing each other from a distance.

“That group of guys are the Flower God Guardss?” Qin Feng whispered.

“None of them are easy to deal with. Why do I feel like just standing in front of them without falling down is already an achievement?” Xu Mingqing's gaze focused.

“Of course. They are all too strong. The Flower God Guardss are the number one squad under the current Alliance,” Li Baxian said.

If it weren't for the Laws of Yinyang Mountain balancing the power, the aura naturally emitted by the ten of them alone would be enough to crush any star.

These ten were all Heavenly Position Realm Venerables who possessed a Divine Position, having ranked in the top hundred of the Universe Tournament.

Among them, Number One was ranked eleventh at the time, and Number Ten was twelfth; the two were infinitely close to the top ten, and their combat power was evenly matched.

“Hey, where is Chen Xing? Hasn't he arrived yet?” Jin Shengluo spoke, his voice carrying an invisible pressure.

Everyone felt as if they were facing a great enemy, as if an invisible giant hand was approaching, trying to make them retreat in fear.

With a boom, everyone released their Abilities to resist this force, purely out of a survival instinct to protect their lives.

This scene made the onlookers break into a cold sweat; as expected of Jin Shengluo, his overbearing style remained unchanged.

“Is it really okay to do this?” Li Yueran spoke slowly.

“Just giving them a small lesson so they know there is always someone better out there, lest they get in our Faces again next time,” spoke Number Three, who had been silent for a long time.

“We represent our Lord, yet we've had our Face diminished repeatedly. What kind of propriety is that? Today is also to let the world know exactly what kind of existences we are!” Number Two snorted coldly.

“Guards? That depends on whose guards they are. You two are just too easy-going, which is why that Chen Xing is so arrogant,” Number Four said.

“In the end, we'll all be one family. I just don't want to make things look too ugly,” Li Yueran said indifferently.

“Is it because he comes from the same hometown as you that you're biased toward him?” Number Five asked.

“What if I am?” Li Yueran admitted it.

Hearing this, the group fell silent for a moment.

Number Ten pulled Jin Shengluo back and said, “Then give Number Eight some Face and restrain yourself a bit.”

Jin Shengluo snorted coldly, but for once, he didn't argue back.

Mainly, he couldn't beat Number Ten; the others were mostly evenly matched, with only a gap of two or three moves between them.

While they were talking, their opponent had already ascended the mountain.

“You're so slow. Aren't you the fastest? How can you still be late for this?” Qin Feng looked at him expressionlessly and raised a middle finger.

“I only set the day; I didn't say which hour. This doesn't count as being late.” The corners of Chen Xing's mouth curled up slightly.

“Playing word games again? You're really something,” Qin Feng was speechless.

The brothers' banter caused the originally heavy atmosphere to relax involuntarily, and smiles appeared on everyone's Faces.

Sure enough, at a time like this, Qin Feng had to step up.

“Good luck! You're the only hope for our new generation!” Tang Daoling walked over and grabbed his shoulder, his eyes sincere.

“Don't get beaten so badly that you're kneeling and begging for mercy.” Chu Li stood with one hand on her hip, her tone flat, but her eyes betrayed her concern.

“Just try your best. At least you've proven yourself. There's no shame in losing.” Chu Zhen spoke, remembering the time her Dao Heart had crumbled.

“I believe in you.” Su He's words were simple, her expression solemn.

“Hey, brother, we meet again!” An abrupt figure appeared and patted Chen Xing on the back.

The newcomer was none other than the second most powerful under heaven, the master of the path of Yin and Yang, Dao God Tianyuan—Zhong Yang.

While others were condensing a Divine Position and were still called Venerables, he, like Hua Zizai, was already referred to as a 'God.'

“I've been looking for you for a long time. Let's exchange contact info,” Chen Xing smiled.

“Looking for me? Is something the matter?” Zhong Yang scratched his head.

“Nothing. If there's a chance in the future, I'd like to spar with you. That shouldn't be a problem, right?” Chen Xing laughed.

“Sparring... why are you just like her? It's exhausting, okay?” Zhong Yang spread his hands with a look of reluctance.

Clearly, he still preferred looking for fun.

“With that attitude, how exactly did you manage to become second only to one person and above ten thousand?” Chen Xing couldn't help but ask.

“Ha... well, about that...” Zhong Yang scratched the back of his head.

He said, “Actually, it's like this: I'm just a fun-seeker. My daily pleasure is watching the excitement and finding things that interest me.”

Zhong Yang sighed: “Sigh, unfortunately, I was once targeted for assassination by the Yao Race. The higher-ups warned me that if my strength wasn't enough, I wouldn't be allowed to go out and look for fun.”

So, in order not to be disturbed while seeking fun, he started to Cultivate desperately.

Now, since the number one under heaven is in secluded meditation, he is temporarily the strongest, meaning no one can stop him from looking for fun.

“That reason of yours is truly novel.” Chen Xing laughed immediately.

On the opposite side, the group that had been relaxed earlier now looked as if they had seen a ghost, their expressions solemn.

“Why is he with that team?” They looked at each other.

“Thanks, brother.” Seeing this, Jin Shengluo gave a thumb's up to Number Ten.

If he had continued to release his pressure, he would have been beaten up before even getting on the stage.

Number Ten shook his head helplessly. “Go thank Number Eight.”