182: One person can defeat all of you, first

The System's prompt clearly sounded in Qin Wushang's Sea of Consciousness, where he was in a deep Epiphany.

[Option One: Dominate the Arena, single-handedly fight all participants, and claim first place.]

[Script: You boldly declare that the grand competition can begin immediately, and that you will challenge the remaining fifteen Prodigies alone.]

[Your words shock the entire audience, the Noble Families' patriarchs are forced to make a choice, and the Empress's pressure is greatly reduced.]

[Everyone looks at you, and the Empress smiles.]

[But the remaining fifteen Prodigies feel immense humiliation, staring intently at you.]

[As fellow Prodigies, you have completely disregarded them.]

[Chu Yuehua trusts your strength and uses this as an opportunity to put pressure on the Noble Families' patriarchs.]

[She agrees to your request. Everyone immediately feels uneasy but dares not object.]

[They know very well that they cannot defeat you in a one-on-one fight, but fifteen against one might still give them a chance.]

[Reward: Five Elements Law.]

[Option Two: End your Epiphany, declare that the grand competition can begin, then participate as normal and claim first place.]

[Script: Grateful for your Revered Master's protection, you voluntarily end your Epiphany, rush to the Arena, and demand that the grand competition begin.]

[The grand competition begins. You fight your first opponent, Ye Jingfeng, easily suppressing him and placing him, the Huang Family's representative, at 16th.]

[The grand competition continues. You sweep through all opponents, dominate the Arena, and claim the championship.]

[Reward: Three months of Dao cultivation insights.]

[Please make a choice!]

As the System's voice fell, Qin Wushang's consciousness made a choice almost without hesitation.

"System, I choose one!"

Although both options led to first place, if he had a cheat and didn't show off, then when would he?

The next instant, the Dao enlightenment radiance and lightning around Qin Wushang, who was seated in the Void Realm, suddenly retracted.

He opened his eyes, within which worlds seemed to open, suns and moons rose and fell, and the Great Dao revolved.

His gaze, like lightning, swept over the Arena below and the Noble Families' seats, finally resting on the main seat of the high platform, meeting Chu Yuehua's gaze from afar.

Immediately, a wild and unrestrained curve formed on his lips, and his voice, clear and resonant, spread throughout the four directions.

"Since all the Family Heads are so concerned about the progress of the grand competition, fearing delays—"

He changed his tone, his voice suddenly becoming incomparably domineering.

"Then there's no need to stick to the top sixteen or top eight."

"The Arena is before us, and I am here."

He raised his arm, his finger slowly sweeping across the fifteen Prodigies who had advanced below the stage, speaking each word with utmost clarity.

"All fifteen of you, come at me together."

"Today, I, Qin Wushang—"

"Alone, will fight all of you!"

"The losers stop here!"

"How about it?!"

As his voice fell, the world fell silent, and everyone was shaken.

One person against all of them!

Qin Wushang was still Qin Wushang, truly arrogant enough!

"Arrogant!!!"

Ye Jingfeng's Sword Qi surged around him, and the phenomenon of Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin twisted and roared behind him, his eyes splitting with rage.

"Qin Wushang! You are too arrogant!"

"Bastard! Do you really think you are invincible?"

Chu Qingming, a Prodigy of the Chu family, was enraged, and the Mountain River Halberd in his hand burst forth with dazzling light, its tip pointing straight to the sky.

"Interesting."

Murong You, the chief disciple of the Murong Family, licked his lips, his eyes flashing with dangerous and excited light.

"Saving trouble, it's exactly what I want."

"I can't beat you one-on-one, but if fifteen people fight you together, then I have nothing to fear!"

The other Prodigies also roared in anger, either provoked by his arrogant words or feeling immense humiliation.

Fifteen majestic auras of the Heavenly God Realm surged into the sky without reservation, stirring up the winds and clouds, with turbulent Laws, an awe-inspiring display of power!

On the high platform, in the depths of Chu Yuehua's eyes, a faint ripple subtly spread through the icy coldness.

She naturally saw that this Rebellious Disciple was using the most domineering method to resolve the oppressive situation she had just faced.

He was placing all the pressure on these Noble Families' patriarchs!

She said no more, merely sweeping her calm gaze over the Noble Families' patriarchs below, whose expressions were constantly changing.

"Granted."

"The rules of the grand competition are changed. Qin Wushang will fight the other fifteen advanced Prodigies alone."

"This battle will be the final decisive battle of this grand competition."

"If Qin Wushang wins, he will directly be ranked first, enjoying all top-tier resources and core access to the Secret Realm."

"If he loses, he will be considered 16th."

"Whoever can last longer against him will have a higher ranking, and vice versa!"

"Now..."

"The grand competition begins."

Chu Yuehua looked at Qin Wushang, and they exchanged a smile.

She knew very well!

Qin Wushang dared to speak like this, he must have confidence, and she trusted him unconditionally.

"Kill!!!"

The fifteen figures transformed into divine rainbows of various colors, soaring up from different directions.

In an instant, killing intent soared to the heavens!

All the Arenas quickly merged, forming one massive Void Realm Arena.

"Qin Wushang! Come fight! I lost to you back then, but this time I will erase all that humiliation!"

Ye Jingfeng landed on the Arena and roared!

Behind him, the Startled Wind Sword floated, rapidly splitting and evolving into a terrifying killing formation.

Chu Qingming's Mountain River Halberd unleashed ten thousand zhang of halberd light, tearing through the Void Realm, radiating unyielding pride.

Murong You's Netherworld Sword Qi surged out, and the Nine Nether Gate appeared behind him, looking very terrifying.

Each Prodigy, at this moment, intended to use their full power to collectively attack Qin Wushang alone.

"Get down!"

Someone, seeing Qin Wushang still seated there without any intention of moving, immediately shouted loudly.

Facing numerous Heavenly Gods, Qin Wushang said nothing; he merely slowly closed his eyes.

He had entered a state of Epiphany again!

Just as everyone was puzzled, Qin Wushang's entire body glowed with brilliant light. The next moment... "Buzz!"

An indescribably grand fluctuation, with Qin Wushang at its center, spread out with a roar!

The Void Realm behind him, like a lake into which a giant stone had been thrown, rippled with billions of circles.

From within each ripple, a figure stepped forth, descending into this space.

Myriad Self Phenomenon!

He directly activated his Divine Ability, with no intention of his true body acting.

Figures charged forward, and the expressions of the Prodigies changed drastically.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky battlefield, as far as the eye could see, was filled with figures identical to Qin Wushang in appearance, yet vastly different in temperament and the Dao rhythm flowing around them!

There was the Thunder Emperor Form, wreathed in ten thousand zhang of lightning, like a thunder god descended!

There was the Fire God Form, treading on sky-burning flames, with true solar fire contained in its eyes!

There was the Profound Ice Form, its body exuding chilling cold, freezing the Void Realm!

There was the Sword Immortal Form, with Geng Metal Qi soaring to the heavens between its fingers, transforming into a boundless sword domain!

There was the Savage Form, with a primal phantom roaring behind it, its blood Qi like a Dragon!

There was the Shadow Form, concealed in shadows, its aura mysterious and unpredictable... the Divine Ability, Myriad Self Phenomenon!

With a single thought, myriad forms are born!

Each Dao Embryo Clone carried a portion of the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo Origin, possessed independent spiritual consciousness, could fight independently, and shared the main body's insights and vision!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Numerous Dao Embryo Clones, without command from Qin Wushang's main body, moved spontaneously, meeting the surging torrent of attacks from the fifteen Prodigies!

The Thunder Emperor Form let out a long roar, clenching its hands, summoning furious lightning from the Nine Heavens, transforming it into billions of lightning spears that collided with Ye Jingfeng's Startled Wind Sword Qi, erupting with light that annihilated everything!

The Fire God Form exhaled, and a crimson sea of fire swept forth, burning Murong You's Netherworld Sword Qi with sizzling sounds, piercing through the Nine Nether Gate, and blasting open his Wall of Nine Netherworld!

The Profound Ice Form raised its hand, and extreme cold froze time and space, forcibly freezing the halberd light of the Mountain River Halberd that tore through the sky in mid-air!

The Sword Immortal Form pointed its fingers like a sword, unleashing a Geng Metal sword river that spanned the horizon, crashing head-on with the torrent of divine techniques unleashed by several Prodigies, producing a deafening clang of metal!

The Savage Form was even more berserk, directly charging into the enemy formation, its fist prints like mountains, directly clashing with Magic Treasures, sending a Prodigy known for his Physical Body flying back, spitting blood!

The Shadow Form weaved like a ghost, appearing at crucial moments to deliver fatal blows or cleverly defuse combined attacks... This wasn't them besieging Qin Wushang; it was Qin Wushang alone besieging all of them!

Qin Wushang's main body was still in Epiphany!

"Impossible! How can every single one of these figures be so terrifying, able to contend with us!"

"His Clones... each one is comparable to a Heavenly God Peak! How can there be so many?"

"Ah!"

A Prodigy shrieked, struck by a combined attack from three Dao Embryo Clones, his protective Magic Treasure shattered, blood splattered across the sky, and he fell out of the Arena, instantly defeated.

"I surrender!"

Another Prodigy, whose major acupoints were sealed by the Shadow Form's strange technique, his soul flying out of his body, hurriedly shouted.

They had guessed that Qin Wushang would use this Divine Ability, but they hadn't expected that each of these Dao Embryo Clones would be so powerful, able to contend with them.

The fifteen top Prodigies were quickly defeated!

This wasn't a grand competition at all; this was simply a mob of people ganging up on fifteen individuals!

In less than a quarter of an hour, the sky battlefield slowly quieted down, everyone having been forced out of the Arena, spitting large mouthfuls of blood.

"No... this isn't right... Cultivators should cultivate their own bodies. These are merely external objects... how can you be so powerful... this isn't..."

"Revered Master! You lied to me!"

"Pfft!"

Chu Qingming spat out a large mouthful of blood.

His Revered Master had told him that Cultivators should cultivate their own bodies, rather than relying too much on their Physique or external objects, as that would make the external objects powerful, not themselves.

But at this moment, an Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo was so terrifying that a single Divine Ability suppressed all of them.

His cultivation philosophy was shattered, and his long-held pride was now completely gone in the face of Qin Wushang's merciless crushing.

The other Prodigies were equally disheveled and felt extremely wronged.

But two people were smiling!

Chu Qinghe and Lin Ziyao... they were also among the fifteen, but they had only symbolically made a move.

"A Prodigy... to be in the same era as him, I wonder if it's my fortune or my misfortune."

Chu Qinghe shook his head and turned to leave.

"Wu Shang Gege is too strong!"

"So many Wu Shang Gege... if we used this Divine Ability when we were 'hehe'-ing together... wouldn't I have billions of Wu Shang Gege!"

The more Lin Ziyao thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed, but the blush on her small face became even more obvious.

"Pah! Little hussy!"

"Getting horny from fighting!"

Chu Yuehua glanced at her and muttered in her heart.

The billions of Dao Embryo Clones, like a receding tide, silently merged back into the Void Realm ripples behind Qin Wushang and disappeared.

His main body was still in Epiphany and was not interrupted by the battle's influence.

On the high platform, Chu Yuehua met his gaze, a faint smile gracing her beautiful face.

She slowly rose, her imperial robe gently swaying, and moonlight flowed with it.

Her clear and majestic voice resounded throughout the entire venue!

"Final decisive battle, Qin Wushang, wins."

"The top ranker of this grand competition is!"

"Qin Wushang."

"16th place, Huang Family, Ye Jingfeng."

As the words came out, the Huang Family Head's face darkened.

16th place, the result was similar to what he had expected, not much change from the previous Noble Families' grand competition.

"Huang Family Head, you better hold onto the remaining main city and mines. It's not like the former Qin Clan, who didn't even have the qualifications to stay in the Imperial City."

Murong Yan sneered at the Huang Family Head.

"Murong Family Head should worry about his own family. You might be wiped out by Qin Wushang one day."

"Oh, right, Murong You is your good son. His Nine Netherworld Form was shattered. If he can't be cured, he might die in the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm."

The Huang Family Head retorted, his words making Murong Yan's face extremely grim!

As the various lists were announced and rewards distributed, the various Noble Families' patriarchs exchanged glances, beginning to discuss the quotas for entering the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm.