The Young War King

The Young War King . . .

"Behold, Zi Qingxuan is her name. She, along with Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen, are all disciples of our sect. I wonder from which mighty power they hail?" The crowd's attention remained fixed on the resplendence radiating from these three contestants on the battle platforms. While they were already remarkable before, Zi Qingxuan's victory had undoubtedly heightened their brilliance.

A 10,000-meter battle halo could amplify one's strength several-fold. Zu Xian was already a formidable talent in his own right. Yet, with the additional boost from his battle halo, he had been defeated by Zi Qingxuan. This unequivocally indicated that Zi Qingxuan's prowess surpassed his by a significant margin.

Zu Xian, a demon-level talent from the Cloud Tower, occupied a prestigious position in the Cloud Prefecture. The Cloud Tower's seats were adjacent to those of the Idlecloud Immortal King, and at this moment, several Cloud Tower experts stood up, their eyes gleaming with a chilling and menacing light as they fixed their gaze on Zi Qingxuan.

Zu Xian had not only lost his 10,000-meter battle qi halo but had also met his end. He would no longer have the opportunity to fight on the Cloudheaven Arena, leaving the Cloud Tower bereft of one of its exceptional geniuses. Initially, Zu Xian possessed the talent to secure a place in the top 1,000 of the selection test, but now, all his potential had vanished with his demise.

"Who among you can defeat these three?" A Cloud Tower expert declared coldly. These three contestants remained obstinately unyielding, refusing to temper their sharpness.

"These three individuals deserve to die," concurred an expert from the Myriad Sage Academy, nodding in agreement.

Numerous factions desired the downfall of Qin Wentian and his companions, but finding contenders at their level who could defeat them proved to be a challenging task. Ordinary geniuses were bound to fall short.

"You old fogeys, if you wish to eliminate us, go ahead and try. But be prepared for the loss of your disciples." Jun Mengchen retorted with unabashed arrogance, his tone growing even more assertive. "My senior brother, senior sister, and I shall command these three battle platforms until the conclusion of the selection test."

"This young man's audacity knows no bounds. He becomes more insolent with every provocation from the major powers," the spectators whispered among themselves. With the arrival of these three contestants, the atmosphere within the Cloudheaven Arena grew tense. It seemed the outcome of the competition was no longer as clear-cut as it had been before their participation.

On other battle platforms, demon-level talents began to make their presence known, revealing their radiance and accumulating battle qi to the point where their battle halos gleamed brilliantly.

A figure materialized directly on the battle platform occupied by Jun Mengchen. The moment this man appeared, gasps of shock rippled through the crowd, followed by excited cheers that erupted as if countless individuals were anticipating their battle.

"It's Yan Tiannan! This man managed to accumulate a 10,000-meter battle halo in just five days before he stopped. Although he's also a third-level ascendant, it's said that once he releases his constellation, he becomes practically invincible, defeating anyone who dares to oppose him. In the end, no one dared to challenge him, forcing him to leave his battle platform. With his formidable strength, there's no doubt he will be ranked among the top 100 geniuses participating in the selection test."

Whispers filled the air as many people exchanged hushed words. This revelation sent a shiver down the spines of those participants who had arrived later. It appeared that a true expert had made his entrance. Jun Mengchen's strength was overpowering, killing his opponent with a single roar, while Yan Tiannan had never faced a challenger who could match him at the same level. If these two were to clash, it would undoubtedly be an earth-shattering battle, fueling anticipation among the spectators.

The expressions of numerous experts from major powers turned icy and unyielding. With Yan Tiannan's appearance, the arrogant young man now faced a path paved with peril.

"Initially, I had no intention of intervening too early. I wanted to wait until you had accumulated a 10,000-meter battle halo, just to make it more satisfying when I took it from you," Yan Tiannan stared at Jun Mengchen, his words dripping with a mixture of amusement and challenge. "However, your brazen words have successfully piqued my interest. I'm sorry, but you won't be able to remain on this battle platform any longer."

Jun Mengchen regarded Yan Tiannan with a fiery intensity in his eyes. It was as though the stronger his opponent, the more exhilaration he felt, igniting a deep-seated desire for battle within him. "Are you truly formidable?"

"Your 10,000-meter battle halo may seem impressive, but even with a tenfold boost in strength, I can defeat you effortlessly," Jun Mengchen's eyes blazed with a fierce determination as his battle intent soared to new heights, reaching towards the heavens.

"Such arrogance," Yan Tiannan muttered, taking a step forward. He unleashed a powerful blast with his palms, and his celestial constellation materialized above him. A parade of ten thousand elephants marched through the air, causing the very space to tremble. Behind Yan Tiannan, a colossal divine elephant, standing a hundred meters tall and exuding a godly aura, appeared. Above the divine elephant, a radiant corona of light spun, containing a battle qi that could challenge the heavens themselves.

"Yan Tiannan's divine elephant constellation has manifested. Its power is so immense that it could challenge the heavens. He must possess a unique physique and a potent bloodline," the onlookers murmured in awe. They watched as Yan Tiannan swung his arms, summoning ten thousand elephants from the skies. Their iron hooves stamped through the air, and an overwhelming pressure filled the atmosphere. Each elephant transformed into waves of supreme force, descending upon Jun Mengchen.

Even before the onslaught reached him, Jun Mengchen's body quivered from the sheer force of the divine elephants. They stamped one after another, creating an apocalyptic spectacle.

"It's incredible that a third-level ascendant's strength can reach such astonishing heights. Yan Tiannan is truly fearsome; he's bound to rank among the top 100," the crowd whispered in amazement. All eyes were on Jun Mengchen as they wondered how he would defend against such an overwhelming assault.

"ROAR!" A deafening roar echoed through the air as a destructive tempest formed around Jun Mengchen. The entire space transformed into a primordial battlefield, filled with countless primordial warbeasts and millions of divine weapons capable of annihilating anything.

A thunderous clash ensued as the two attacks collided, sending shockwaves that threatened to tear the very sky apart.

"KILL!" Yan Tiannan stepped forward, surrounded by resplendent holy light. The strength within his battle halo surged forth. Behind him, the divine elephant let out an earth-shaking roar, its power unstoppable.

Yet, amid the chaos of the tempest, Jun Mengchen stood calmly, clad in magnificent battle armor that radiated the aura of a king. His eyes held no trace of gentleness; instead, they gleamed with an indomitable sharpness that could pierce the hearts of men. It was as though a single glance from him could compel everyone to submit.

Below, countless gazes turned to Jun Mengchen, their hearts filled with shock. He had undergone a remarkable transformation, becoming a primordial war god. The question echoed through their minds: Who exactly was this Jun Mengchen?

"SCRAM!"

Jun Mengchen's roar echoed through the Cloudheaven Arena once more. With the sheer power of this command, a legion of formidable war generals materialized around him. These armored warriors carved a path through the chaos, cleaving through all obstacles in their way. Frenzied and relentless, they obliterated every obstruction in their path, relentlessly mowing down the divine elephants that stood before them.

Yan Tiannan's eyes widened in disbelief as the onslaught bore down on him with astonishing force. He could never have anticipated the existence of such a terrifying opponent. With a single roar, Jun Mengchen had summoned an army of primordial war generals to fight at his command. What kind of extraordinary individual could wield such formidable might?

A torrent of fist-shaped light surged toward Yan Tiannan, fueled by the collective strength of the war generals, capable of piercing through any defense.

Yan Tiannan's celestial constellation radiated a protective aura around him, while his 10,000-meter battle halo revolved fiercely. Countless phantom elephants manifested, forming a protective barrier around him. However, when the annihilating fist-shaped light descended upon him, the phantom elephants cried out in agony as the battle halo shattered. Yan Tiannan rapidly retreated, but the torrent of fist-shaped light pursued relentlessly. With a deafening impact, his entire body shuddered as the battle qi from his halo was stripped away and devoured by Jun Mengchen.

The Cloudheaven Arena operated by a mysterious set of rules. When a participant was defeated, their battle qi would invariably be devoured by their victor. However, if a participant chose to leave the platform voluntarily, their battle qi would remain intact.

The crowd watched in awe as the young king approached the edge of the platform. His expression remained cold and unfeeling as he fixed his gaze on the severely wounded Yan Tiannan. Now, his battle halo had expanded to an impressive 10,000 meters, exuding an unparalleled aura. His strength had been amplified tenfold, making him an insurmountable force. Who could challenge him now? Unless another participant managed to accumulate enough battle qi and face him once more. Yet, Yan Tiannan had boasted a 10,000-meter battle halo and had still been defeated. Defeating this young man now seemed an almost impossible feat.

A profound silence hung over the arena, only to be shattered by an earth-shattering cheer from the crowd. Yan Tiannan had been not only defeated but grievously injured to the point of near-death. The young man who stood on the battle platform was no longer seen as arrogant; instead, his dominance seemed entirely justified.

"What incredible power! Yan Tiannan couldn't even hold his ground." The onlookers marveled at the young king's prowess. The representatives of major powers in the audience gleamed with ambition. Characters like these were typically sought after as disciples and nurtured with great care. And now, not just one, but three such exceptional talents had appeared simultaneously.

All three of them displayed extraordinary power.

Qin Wentian's fame had spread throughout the Cloud Prefecture for his connection to immortality through smithing a weapon in Driftsnow City. However, up until this moment, he seemed to be the most ordinary and unremarkable among his fellow disciples. This was a testament to the incredible power of the three accompanying him. Naturally, no one truly understood the extent of Qin Wentian's strength because none of his opponents had been able to push him to reveal his true abilities. To truly gauge his power, they would need to witness him face an opponent of extraordinary might, just as they had with Zu Xuan and Yan Tiannan. These encounters shed light on the immense prowess of Jun Mengchen and Zi Qingxuan.

The true measure of one's strength often revealed itself in the face of formidable opponents. It was in such moments that their capabilities shone brightly, like a hidden gem brought to light.

The old immortal, who had engaged in a conversation with Qin Wentian and his companions earlier, found himself utterly astonished. His composed demeanor slipped, replaced by an amazed smile. Who could have predicted that these young individuals he had met by chance would possess such incredible power? Initially, he had assumed their arrogance stemmed from youthful pride, but they had proven their claims with unwavering strength.

As time flew by, a whole month had elapsed. The Cloudheaven Arena's eighty-one battle platforms bore witness to the emergence of increasingly formidable contenders. Some remained undefeated, their battle halos burgeoning with accumulated battle qi, reaching towering heights that seemed to touch the heavens.

Amidst this fierce competition, Qin Wentian, Jun Mengchen, and Zi Qingxuan continued to occupy their respective battle platforms, standing as undefeated champions.

Presently, Jun Mengchen's battle halo spanned an astonishing 30,000 meters.

Zi Qingxuan's battle halo, too, measured an impressive 30,000 meters.

Qin Wentian's battle halo, though slightly smaller, still extended an impressive 25,000 meters.

These three extraordinary individuals had the potential to reach the coveted 100,000-meter battle halo, a feat that would send shockwaves through the heavens and the earth, forever etching their names in history.