I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-872

Meng Hao advanced as if he were crushing rotten twigs. Chen Hao fell back
continuously. In the blink of an eye, dozens of lightning-like exchanges
occurred between the two of them. Chen Hao constantly coughed up blood,
and his energy was rapidly depleting. In the end, he slammed down onto
the surface of the arena. The flames covering his body were extinguished,
and blood spurted out all over. After struggling to his feet, he found a
long spear leveled against his throat.

It was none other than the spear Meng Hao had acquired in the Warrior
Pavilion, with the shaft made from part of the World Tree, and a sharp
bone spearhead. Thanks to the power of the black feather, however, it
looked completely different, and was something no one would ever
recognize.

Chen Hao shivered as he sensed the murderous aura coming from the
spearhead, which left his entire body feeling ice cold. Then there was
Meng Hao, whose eyes had remained intensely cold from the beginning of
their battle until this moment. He seemed to be waiting for Chen Hao to
say something, and if Chen Hao didn’t say it… then the spear would
immediately stab completely through his throat.

Meng Hao didn’t say anything. He just looked calmly at Chen Hao.

Out in the world of the Ninth Mountain and Sea, cultivators watched the
match with thumping hearts. They had never heard of Fang Mu before, but
now, he astonished them in battle after battle, proving that he was more
powerful than any opponent could imagine!!

“He can definitely take first place!!”

“Heavens, he took first place in the trial by fire already. If he also
takes first place in the arena matches, then he… he….”

“This is matchlessly breathtaking! Throughout all the years, there has
never been another person like this!”

“Just who is he? There’s no way a person like him could be an obscure
nobody!”

While the audiences were in an uproar, the 10th Wang Clan Patriarch
floated in the starry sky. His eyes glittered brightly, and Immortal qi
swirled around him for a long moment before he retracted it. The desire
to fight burned strongly in his eyes.

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“Meng Hao….”

Near Planet East Victory, Patriarch Reliance switched back and forth
between smiling broadly and gnashing his teeth. He definitely had very
complex feelings regarding Meng Hao.

Everyone was watching as Chen Hao lay silently in the arena. He took a
deep, painful breath and looked up at Meng Hao.

“How much of your cultivation base did you use?” he asked suddenly.

“Is that really important?” Meng Hao replied coolly.

“It is to me!” said Chen Hao firmly.

“Well, not to me.” Meng Hao shook his head, staring at Chen Hao
coldly and with a bit of impatience.

Chen Hao’s trembling heart filled with coldness. Then he suddenly
recalled standing in the outside world, watching some of Fang Mu’s
bizarre actions. Immediately, he pulled a bag of holding out from within
his robe.

“There are over 3,000,000 spirit stones here. I didn’t bring many
with me today, but you can have them if you just answer my question.”

Moments before, Meng Hao’s expression had been ice cold, as emotionless
as a cold-blooded killer. Now, however, his eyes narrowed, and a slight
smile could be seen on his face. It happened so quickly that Chen Hao
stared in shock.

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Meng Hao quickly grabbed the bag of holding and scanned it with his
spiritual sense. Finally, his face beamed with joy.

“Elder Brother Chen, there’s really no need for this,” he said,
licking his lips. “It’s just a question, right? What’s the point in
pulling out so many spirit stones? Alright, alright. If I refused them,
that would be an insult to you. In that case, I guess I’ll just have to
suck it up and take them.” His current expression was indeed vastly
different than what it had been before. Chen Hao stared in disbelief at
how different Meng Hao was now, and how quickly he had changed. It seemed
unbelievable how completely natural the change had come to him.

“Taking money to resolve others’ issues… Elder Brother Chen… just
now I was using…

“Seventy percent full power!” These last four words were transmitted
directly into Chen Hao’s mind. Of course, as to how much he actually
used, naturally, that was something he would never reveal.

Chen Hao rose to his feet, taciturn. He didn’t want to believe Meng
Hao, but the answer mostly lined up with his own judgement and
perception. Giving Meng Hao a long, penetrating look, he finally uttered
the words ‘I concede.’

Immediately, he faded away and reappeared on the first level of leaves.

Meng Hao was feeling very pleased. He had never imagined that he would be
able to earn some spirit stones in the middle of fighting. Suddenly, he
looked up in thought, and then an annoyed expression appeared on his face.

“How could I have forgotten about making money? If I’d thought of
doing this earlier, I probably could have made a small fortune in the
past few matches.”

As the battles to decide the top 8 continued, Meng Hao sat down
cross-legged. After glancing around at the other battles going on around
him, he looked down toward the Nascent Soul arena matches, and Chen Fan.

The Nascent Soul arena matches were also in the middle of determining
their top 8. Chen Fan was soaked in blood as he fought a young woman. A
look of annoyance could be seen on her face as they fought back and
forth. Up to this point in the battle, the gloomy will cast out by Chen
Fan’s attacks had kept the woman feeling quite suppressed.

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However, this young woman was not one of the trial by fire competitors.
She was a Nascent Soul Chosen from the Solitary Sword Pavilion, and was
definitely powerful enough to make it into the top 4. She and Chen Fan
were currently fighting back and forth.

Meng Hao watched the battle silently. Based on the level of his
cultivation base, he was able to tell that Chen Fan had reached the end
of the line in this battle.

Moments later, Chen Fan lost, and was unable to enter the top 8. He
clasped hands silently to the young woman as his body faded away, and he
reappeared down below.

Meng Hao sighed. He had sensed the deep bitterness within Chen Fan on
previous occasions, but it wasn’t until Xu Qing finally departed that
he came to understand why Chen Fan had fallen so low.

Time passed, and rumbling booms echoed out. Gradually, victory and defeat
were determined in multiple arenas. However, it was at this time that,
all of a sudden, numerous figures began to appear outside of the Dao
Tree. They hovered there, faces blank as they stared at the arena matches
on the Dao Tree.

Each and every one of these figures emanated auras that would cause
anyone to tremble. Ling Yunzi and the other two old men immediately
started to get nervous.

By the time the battles to select the top 8 had concluded, there were
numerous terrifying figures outside of the Dao Tree. One of them had the
upper body of a cultivator and the tail of a snake. The creature
materialized in midair, then looked coldly over at the Dao Tree, her eyes
flickering with a bloodthirsty gleam.

There was another shocking thing that attracted all eyes. It was not a
living creature, but rather, an enormous battle-ax. The head of the ax
was carved with mountains and rivers, and appeared to be flecked with
rust. The battle-ax made no sound as it materialized, but after it
appeared, most of the other entities near it immediately moved away.

This battle-ax sent the crowds out in the Ninth Mountain and Sea into an
uproar. However, there were actually few people who knew what the
battle-ax represented, other than… the Patriarchs in the starry sky
palace.

The three Patriarchs from the Three Great Daoist Societies all rose to
their feet. Their expressions were deeply solemn, and within their eyes
could be seen gleams of hope and excitement.

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The Patriarchs from the other clans also had serious expressions as they
stood up. One of the main reasons they had agreed to hold the arena
matches in the Ruins of Immortality was because of the plan that had been
laid out before them earlier by the Three Great Daoist Societies.

If that plan succeeded, then all of the sects would benefit.

“So… will SHE appear…?” asked the old man from the Kunlun
Society. When he spoke the word ‘she,’ his voice quavered a bit.

“Perhaps, perhaps not,” said the Patriarch from the Sublime Flow
Sword Grotto. “Either way, we have a chance.”

Back in the location of the Dao Seeking arena matches, the top 8 had been
selected. They stood on their eight respective green leaves, the center
of all attention.

Those eight cultivators included Meng Hao, the garrulous old man, Zhao
Yifan, Fan Dong’er, and Li Ling’er. In addition to those five, there
was the young man from the Paleo-Immortal Mausoleum, who fought using
corpses and coffins.

The seventh person was the tall, muscular man from the Kunlun Society who
attacked with descending mountains. He was the one who had defeated Sun
Hai.

The last person was the youth from the Burning Incense Stick Society. He
had a third eye on his forehead, and throughout all the matches, had only
ever attacked anyone once. All the other times, he merely transmitted
some words, whereupon his opponents would prostrate themselves on the
ground and look at him with fanatical piety.

Of these eight people, six were Chosen, and two were competitors from the
trial by fire. They were now the focus of all attention from the outside
world.

Countless eyes looked on with anticipation, waiting to find out which of
the eight would make it into the semifinals, and after that, the final
battle!

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“The semifinal qualification matches will be different than the
previous matches,” said Ling Yunzi, his voice echoing out in all
directions.

“Victory will no longer be determined by a single battle. Each and
every one of you must fight at least four battles!

“First, we will determine who are the top 4 and the bottom 4. The
winners of the first fight will become the top 4, the losers will be the
bottom 4.

“Then, each of the top 4 will fight the remaining three competitors who
they did not fight previously. In the end, the four people who end up
with the most victories will become the final 4!

“The outcome of any tie will be determined by a tie-breaking match.

“You will have three days to rest and recuperate. After that, the
semifinal qualification matches will begin!” This method of determining
the final 4 would prevent anyone from winning out through sheer luck.
Furthermore, the final 4 would well and truly deserve to be called the
most powerful!

The Three Great Daoist Societies had decided on this method, and none of
the other sects had disagreed.

Time passed. Meng Hao sat there cross-legged, feeling quite confident.
However, the other seven people in the competition were all powerful
experts, especially Zhao Yifan and the others. Meng Hao had already
tangled with them on Planet South Heaven, and was very curious as to how
the coming matches would turn out.

Even more curious were the audiences out in the Ninth Mountain and Sea.
Many bets had already been placed on the final outcomes.

“Zhao Yifan will definitely make it to the semifinals!”

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“Fan Dong’er will most likely make it as well!”

“I wonder if Fang Mu will be able to continue his legendary run!”

Three days later, just when Ling Yunzi’s echoing voice was announcing
the beginning of the semifinals qualification matches, and all eyes in
the Ninth Mountain and Sea were focused on the vortex screens in
anticipation….

Suddenly, music could be heard drifting toward the Dao Tree from off in
the distance. The music drifted slowly about, echoing in the ears,
penetrating the mind. Everyone who heard it suddenly felt sorrow in their
hearts, which immediately influenced their emotions.

It was a sad song, filled with longing, as if it were recalling the past,
and an old friend.

As the music echoed about, a woman approached from off in the distance.
She wore a snow-white gown, and was stunningly beautiful. She approached
slowly and came to a stop above the Dao Tree. Her face was ice cold,
seemingly devoid of any emotion whatsoever.

Her sudden appearance on the scene caused everyone to stare in shock. She
was as different from the other beings in the Ruins of Immortality as
black is from white. Immediately, the black wind shuddered, and the huge
roc let out a miserable shriek; they both fled in terror at top speed.

Apparently, that roc had been killed by the woman in the past!

As for the blood-colored eye, it shrank back, trembling, and then fled.
The other almighty figures all dropped to their knees and then…
kowtowed to the woman!

As for the naga cultivator, she let out a shriek of astonishment and then
fled, terrified.