Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

  Next, the top twelve had surfaced. How should they eliminate two more?

  Within these twelve participants, eleven of them had suffered no defeats at all. The only exception was Mo Wen.

  However, the reason for Mo Wen’s loss was because her opponent was none other than Gusu Tianqi. It would be too unfair if she was eliminated because of this.

  As for the others, how many would dare to say they would remain undefeated if their opponent was Gusu Tianqi?

  Hence, the following choice was truly too difficult.

  The gazes of the spectators turned to Dongsheng Ting. Right now, Dongsheng Ting’s gaze flickered as he glanced at the immortal kings around him. "What does Princess Glaze and the various immortal king seniors suggest we should do?"

  "The easiest method is to ask all twelve of them to stand on the battle platform with their cultivation bases suppressed to the same level. They should decide among themselves as to who are the weakest ones." Princess Glaze’s eyes gleamed with a strange light as she suggested.

  "Good idea. What does all the seniors think of this?" Dongsheng Ting smiled.

  "Your highness can just make the decision." An immortal king laughed.

  "Since both Princess Glaze and your highness have no objections, we are fine with the idea as well." The other immortal kings nodded to show their agreement. Dongsheng Ting laughed and spoke, "The twelve heaven chosen, you guys shall go upon the platform and decide among yourselves as to who should be eliminated. However there’s one point, no one can gang up on a single target. Naturally if you all have the patience to quietly wait there forever, we shall all wait together with you."

  Dongsheng Ting set the rule to prevent ganging up because he didn’t want the participants to ally among themselves. If people did that and jointly voted Gusu Tianqi out, wouldn’t that be a joke? In addition, Qin Wentian and his two fellow sect members have all passed the round. If they combined forces to fought against the others, there’s a high possibility that no one would be able to withstand them.

  After all, everyone’s cultivation bases would be suppressed to the same level.

  After Dongsheng Ting’s voice faded away, the top twelve stood up and walked onto the vast battle platform.

  Qin Wentian, Jun Mengchen and Zi Qingxuan stood together. Although there was a small distance between each of them, the closeness of their relationship could be seen. The other participants all stood far apart from each other.

  The eyes of the twelve blinked like torches, flickering incessantly. It felt that all of them were deep in thought. Who among the twelve of them should be eliminated?

  Gusu Tianqi closed his eyes and rested, as though this had nothing to do with him. It was a sign of his supreme confidence.

  Feather King’s eyes flashed with loftiness as he spoke in an emotionless voice and his eyes swept past the other eleven, "You guys decide."

  After he spoke, he too closed his eyes, exuding a sense of boundless arrogance.

  Devilish qi gushed forth from Ruthless as a terrifying look flashed in his eyes. He stood there silently akin to a statue.

  Hua Taixu, who was beside him, was totally opposite. He stood there calmly and exuded no aura at all. But from the battle earlier, no one dared to underestimate this personal disciple of the Myriad Incarnations Immortal King.

  "Truly a tough choice." Jun Mengchen mumbled in a low voice, sweeping his gaze across the participants. After which he spoke, "Forget it, this has nothing to do with me."

  After that, he simply sat down on the platform nonchalantly as though this matter didn’t concern him.

  Qin Wentian quietly stood there with his hands clasped behind his back. His countenance was a mask of indifference and calmness.

  None of the twelve made any moves at all, they were all content to wait.

  Dongsheng Ting and the other immortal kings naturally weren’t impatient as well. Since these heaven chosen had such good patience, they didn’t mind waiting with them. When impatience finally sets in among the participants, there would naturally be people challenging each other.

  Now, it was a test to see whose patience is better.

  There was only silence on the platform. As for the immortal banquet, everyone was happily chatting away. This was especially so for the immortal kings, they didn’t seem to mind the wait at all.

  At their level of cultivation, let alone one to two days, even if it was one to two years, it would only be a blink of an eye to these people. Sometimes in their sessions closed door seclusion, just a single session would last hundreds to thousands of years.

  Their level of patience simply couldn’t be imagined by these juniors at the Celestial Phenomenon level. Also it was extremely rare for there to be such a grand event where there are many immortal kings gathered together, only once every hundred years. To them, this was a well deserved break, it was an extremely happy occasion where they could chat leisurely like this.

  "Myriad Incarnations, how far do you think your disciple can advance? If he really entered into the top three, would you be willing to allow him to enter the tutelage of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor?" The Undying Immortal King teased.

  "Of course I’m not willing to." The Myriad Incarnations Immortal King laughed. "You should know that the number of disciples I accept is extremely limited. While the disciples under his majesty are powerful and as common as clouds, he wouldn’t lack a single Hua Taixu, I guess."

  "That’s true. In any case your disciple is truly extraordinary, he will surely have great accomplishments in the future." The Undying Immortal King laughed. The Myriad Incarnations Immortal King didn’t mind. This good old fellow would praise just about anyone and everyone. Who knew which of his sentences were truth and which were lies?

  "Princess, who do you think would act first among the twelve?" Dongsheng Ting chatted with Princess Glaze. Since this was such a rare opportunity, he naturally had to better the relationship between himself and her. He would often chat with her so she wouldn’t feel neglected.

  "Qin Wentian, Jun Mengchen, Dugu Xishan, Cang Ao and Qin Ta. From their auras and the innate techniques they cultivated, the personality of these people should be more explosive and direct. However for Qin Wentian, although his combat style is tyrannical and explosive, he seems to be able to control his emotions well, it shouldn’t be likely for him to act easily. And this Jun Mengchen seems to listen to him a lot. Hence, if his senior brother and sister don’t act, he might not act as well. In that case, the first to act would be either Dugu Xishan, Cang Ao or Qin Ta." Princess Glaze replied.

  "Oh, I know that Princess has the ability to see through people, but both the Feather King and Ruthless also have extremely tyrannical attacks. In fact, Gusu Tianqi as well. Why did Princess not consider them in your speculations?" Dongsheng Ting asked curiously.

  "Experts of the Winged Devil Race have to train alone in the starry space, they are able to endure extreme loneliness which also lead to them having a great amount of patience. Feather King wouldn’t act. Ruthless is a devil cultivator, the toughness and determination of his heart far surpassed our imagination and as for Gusu Tianqi, he has no need to act and no one would find trouble for him." Princess Glaze replied as she continued, "With regard to: Dugu Xishan, Cang Ao and Qin Ta; one of them would surely act. Which will then lead to either they themselves or the one they challenged, to be eliminated."

  "Oh? But these three are all really very strong." Dongsheng Ting smiled. "Let’s wait and see."

  On the platform, there was only still silence. The patience of everyone lasted so long that it was a wonder.

  The immortal banquet continued and sounds of laughter filled the air. Those ousted participants were all quietly watching the show as well. They wanted very much to know the results.

  Who would be among the top ten?

  Who would be the top three rankers?

  It felt like any of these twelve all had the strength to be in the top ten. There were no weaklings among any of them.

  After a long period of time, Jun Mengchen started fidgeting, as impatience flashed in his eyes. But just as what Princess Glaze had stated, when Jun Mengchen opened his eyes and saw both Qin Wentian and Zi Qingxuan keeping their calm, he too, restrained his impatience. It felt like in this entire place, only his senior brother and sister could control him.

  "If you want to act, just act. Why make things difficult for yourself."

  Finally, someone spoke. The person who spoke was none other than Cang Ao.

  Jun Mengchen’s eyes flickered as he stared at Cang Ao. "What does this have to do with you?"

  Cang Ao’s countenance flashed with coldness. He then spoke in arrogance, "Among the three of you, shouldn’t there be one scramming the fuck out?"

  "It started……" The eyes of the spectators brightened. A good show was finally about to start.

  Dongsheng Ting glanced at Princess Glaze as sharpness gleamed in his eyes, feeling somewhat taken aback in his heart.

  "Indeed, reality is as per what Princess has stated. I’m truly impressed." Dongsheng Ting admired.

  Jun Mengchen stood up, he always had an impulsive personality which he did his best to restrain. Right now, after being provoked by Cang Ao, he directly stepped out as a king armor enveloped him within. He was now like a supreme king and every step he took gave off the sense of lording over the world.

  "Get out here." Jun Mengchen demanded. Cang Ao advanced forward, his aura incomparably domineering, exuding a sense of boundless strength.

  "In fact, I think that among the three of you not just merely one should scram the fuck out of here." Cang Ao spoke with cold arrogance.

  The king aura emanating from Jun Mengchen grew more and more terrifying. A king phantom appeared behind his back as endless energy gathered on him, causing an eye-piercing light to radiate forth from his body.

  "I shall make you scram with a single strike." Jun Mengchen was incomparably brazen. The two of them moved towards each other as thunderous explosive sounds echoed out. A raging tornado manifested in the space between them as a result of their auras clashing.

  "Brazen." Cang Ao roared in rage as a massive force surged up within his body.

  "SCRAM!" Jun Mengchen howled. The king phantom behind him burst forth brilliantly, granting him almighty strength. This punch of his exploded the void, rumbling the entire space.

  "DIE!" Cang Ao also howled, retaliating with a punch that could rip apart everything. A beam of golden light shot out, blasting towards Jun Mengchen. The destructive might within their fists reached the realm of legendary and was about to smash against each other.

  Cang Ao’s countenance was insufferably arrogant. This punch of his contained the entirety of his strength. Wherever his fist passed by, a golden tear could be seen in the air. This was a power that could tear apart all that stood in its way.

  However at the instant of collision, Cang Ao felt an ancient might containing the power of numerous primordial kings in Jun Mengchen’s fist. This punch of his could devastate the heavens itself. Right now as he stared at Jun Mengchen, it was as though he could see a supreme king peering down disdainfully at all existences underneath the heavens.

  "BANG!"

  A dazzling light flashed at the instant of their collision as the shockwaves from the impact ravaged their entire surroundings. Those participants on the platform all launched their own attacks to cancel out the shockwaves or they themselves would be obliterated by it.

  After that, the spectators only saw Cang Ao being flung through the air from the impact before slamming harshly onto the ground with a heavy boom. The arm which he threw out the punch with had already exploded. He was screaming in agony as a look of extreme terror could be seen flashing through his eyes. Also, a look of intense regret was painted on his face. Why……Why did he have to provoke Jun Mengchen?!

  There was no spot for him within the top ten now!

  "Just a single punch again?" The spectators were incomparably shocked. This young man with unbridled arrogance who feared nothing, was extremely terrifying!——

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