King of Creation-Chapter 670 - 662: Battle Against Yan Yijun

Ye Zhen’s second night on Immortal Light Mountain was unexpectedly peaceful.

Ye Zhen had thought that the Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong might come to give some last-minute advice, considering the next day’s battle would determine the final outcome.

However, until Ye Zhen rested, Jian Qianxiong did not come to disturb him. It was only after dawn at the Martial Arena did Jian Qianxiong say a word to Ye Zhen.

"In today’s fight, just do your best. No matter the final result, the rewards promised by the Divine Sect will be fully given to you!" These words were not just for Ye Zhen but also for Nian Xinghe and Zuo Xiong.

When he said this, the only contrast was with the dark face of Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng, opposite to Jian Qianxiong’s spirited expression.

"Today is the third day of the Spirit Returning ranking tournament, also the last one. Next, the Martial Competition will begin, please pay attention!" Sect Master Wug Mengshan of the Heavenly Net Sect once again presided over the martial contest, but he looked very bad and serious.

Young Master Demon Sound Shang Lingqi had already joined the ranks of the Heavenly Net Sect. Yesterday’s injuries would have been fatal for an ordinary person, but for a martial artist with high cultivation who also had the full-force treatment of a senior expert, it was normal to almost recover after a night.

Yet, Shang Lingqi’s complexion was still pale, whiter than paper!

"First round, first match, number two draws!"

Yesterday, Shang Lingqi was the drawer of the lot, and number one Xie Zhi was yesterday’s last drawer. So today’s first round started directly with number two Shang Lingqi drawing the lot.

In the sky before Shang Lingqi, there were only five bamboo sticks left. Two days down, ten bouts had passed, and there were five contestants yet to fight.

With a flick of the finger, Shang Lingqi casually pointed towards the bamboo stick in the very middle.

The bamboo stick fell to the ground, breaking the clay seal on its surface and revealing the number inside.

"Number ten!"

The moment he saw the number clearly, Young Master Demon Sound Shang Lingqi’s gaze treacherously trembled, and then he took a deep breath, slowly stepping onto the Martial Arena.

The Qingyun Castle Master Yun Chongxiao, who was about to take the stage to replace Wug Mengshan to preside over the martial contest so that Wug Mengshan could avoid the appearance of favoritism, suddenly waved his hand towards Yun Chongxiao.

"Lingqi, this match... we concede!"

It seemed as though Wug Mengshan used all his strength just to utter the word ’concede’. When he said it, he appeared completely dejected.

Everyone understood that with three consecutive losses, Shang Lingqi had almost lost his chance to vie for the top three spots.

If Shang Lingqi couldn’t break into the top three and secure the point bonus that came with it, it would mean that the Heavenly Net Sect would be bowing out of the Spirit Returning Assembly early.

Moreover, the most important thing was that by conceding at this time, Shang Lingqi also revealed the extent of his strength—or rather, that he had not yet recovered from serious injuries!

"Conceding, thanks for the grace!" Yan Yijun brazenly cupped his fists in gratitude, then turned and stepped down from the platform.

On the stage, a trace of an abnormal flush appeared on Shang Lingqi’s face, his figure swayed, and a hint of bright red appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Lingqi, come down!" Wug Mengshan sighed deeply once more.

After glowering at Ye Zhen, Young Master Demon Sound Shang Lingqi stepped off the Martial Arena with great reluctance, and with the support of a Heavenly Net Sect elder, he went directly to the back to continue healing.

According to Wug Mengshan’s plan, for the first three matches, with the reputation of Shang Lingqi, even martial artists outside the first group could be defeated without a fight.

In this way, they could secure almost half a day of recovery time.

By then, if Shang Lingqi’s injuries had recovered to eighty or even ninety percent, he would have been able to fight wholeheartedly against either Yan Yijun or Yun Ce.

But fate was not on his side, that luck...

However, on the other hand, now that Shang Lingqi’s cultivation had fallen, and he hadn’t recovered from his injuries, even if his injuries were to be partially healed after half a day and his strength recovered to eighty percent, it was still uncertain if he could defeat Yan Yijun or Yun Ce.

This scene delighted the Stars Tower Master, Yan Zong. He had been worried that Yan Yijun would be too exhausted from a big fight with Shang Lingqi, which would then make it harder for him against Ye Zhen.

Now that Shang Lingqi had conceded directly, it was simply wonderful.

In an instant, Yan Cong felt as if he could see Yan Yijun beheading Ye Zhen before his eyes.

Shang Lingqi’s concession left all the spectators somewhat disappointed; however, the first round’s fifth fight once again raised everyone’s interest!

First round, fifth match, number seven Yun Ce versus number eleven Nian Xinghe!

Although Nian Xinghe was not considered part of the first group, he constantly moved between the first and second groups. Were it not for Ye Zhen, he would definitely have been counted among the first group.

Thus, the battle between him and Yun Ce would still be quite exciting and stimulating to watch.

It must be said that Nian Xinghe’s swordsmanship was exceptional, and the two Divine Power Sword Skills he primarily cultivated were also extremely formidable. Paired with the Low Grade Spirit Artifact, the Blazing Flame Light-Sealing Sword, their power was immense.

Based on the strength that Nian Xinghe showed, a regular martial artist of the Fifth Stage of the Vein Forging Realm would be no match for him. His combat power made several high-ranking members of the Five Great Forces break out in a cold sweat.

It was a pity, however, that he was facing Yun Ce!

Yun Ce, who was armed with spiritual artifacts.

Offensively, he possessed a Mid-grade Spirit Artifact, the Seal of the Overturning Sea— once it connected, it could severely wound Nian Xinghe with a single blow. Defensively, aside from practicing a defensive Divine Power Martial Skill called the Flowing Cloud Seal, he also had a Low Grade Spirit Artifact.

It could be said that, not taking into account the consumption of Spiritual Power, even if Yun Ce were to stand still, Yan Xinghe would have to exert his full strength and push the Low Grade Spirit Artifact, the Blazing Flame Light-Sealing Sword, to its utmost limit to harm Yun Ce.

What’s more, each strike of Yun Ce’s Seal of the Overturning Sea attack left Yan Xinghe in a completely wretched state.

Ultimately, after a flurry of thirteen moves, and Yan Xinghe nearly being killed by the Seal of the Overturning Sea, Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong took the initiative to stop the battle and had Yan Xinghe concede defeat.

With Ye Zhen present to control the situation, and aiming for the top three himself, Yan Xinghe didn’t need to fight desperately; it was wiser to earn more points steadily.

Moreover, in this situation, even fighting desperately doesn’t necessarily mean victory. As for wearing each other down, both their Cultivations were similar, and they surely wouldn’t be short on Pills and Spirit Crystals for recovery, making a battle of attrition pointless.

So, the best strategy was to concede defeat.

Zuo Xiong of the same Sun and Moon Divine Sect was also unlucky in the first round, drawing Xie Zhi from the Heavenly Net Sect, whose Cultivation had reached the Third Stage of Vein Forging Realm.

Zuo Xiong intended to fight a bloody battle upon entering the stage.

However, he was stopped by Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong.

Zuo Xiong’s Cultivation was already a level lower than Xie Zhi, and he had lost an arm in an earlier battle, which was an impediment to his Combat Power. Moreover, the Heavenly Net Sect was certain to fight desperately against martial artists from the Sun and Moon Divine Sect today.

Therefore, it was better to concede defeat and avoid risks.

As for Ye Zhen, for the first round draw, aside from the fighters in the first group, there was no difference who he drew or who drew him.

With the strength Ye Zhen had shown before, who would dare to fight him?

The second round of the third day’s battles proceeded punctually an hour later.

This time, the first to draw lots was Xie Zhi. This round, Xie Zhi drew Luo Xin, a fellow member of the Heavenly Net Sect. Under different circumstances, the two might have fought a battle.

But in the Spirit Returning Ranking Tournament, Mountain Master Wug Mengshan would definitely not allow them to fight each other and waste their strength. In the end, Luo Xin voluntarily conceded.

Number two Shang Lingqi, who had drawn lots in the previous round, would become the one drawn against this round. Skipping over, the second to draw lots was number three, Ye Zhen!

Gazing at the remaining four bamboo sticks floating in front of him, Ye Zhen suddenly felt some anticipation. Who would it be?

Up until now, there were four he hadn’t yet fought against: Yan Yijun, Yun Ce, Yun Xin, and Zuo Xiong. Except for Zuo Xiong, it seemed that drawing any one of them would be challenging.

"It’s all about luck..." With that thought, a burst of Spiritual Power shot from Ye Zhen’s fingertip, knocking down one of the bamboo sticks.

"Number ten..."

It was Yan Yijun.

Ye Zhen’s luck wasn’t the best. In Ye Zhen’s mind, drawing Yan Yijun last would have been optimal, as by then he could fight all out. Of course, even now, it wasn’t much of an issue.

Ye Zhen himself wasn’t worried, but others didn’t think the same, particularly Yun Castle Master Yun Chongxiao and Heavenly Net Sect Master Wug Mengshan.

This battle appearing in the second round was perfect, especially if Ye Zhen were to lose. Qingyun Castle might gain the final victory and seize the Spirit Vein.

Likewise, the Heavenly Net Sect harbored the same hope, but of course, this would only be possible if Ye Zhen were directly killed by Yan Yijun.

However, given the deep-seated hatred between the Yan Family and Ye Zhen, such an outcome was highly possible.

Hence, the martial artists of both the Heavenly Net Sect and Qingyun Castle looked on with eager anticipation at Ye Zhen and Yan Yijun as they stepped onto the Martial Arena.

"Whether you can win or not, you must come out unscathed..." Fengh Qingyue clasped her Purple and Blue Double Rings with both hands, making her first wish since obtaining them.

On the other hand, Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong clenched his fists tightly, "Kid, you must win this one! If you win this battle, victory is in sight!"

"Ye Zhen, I’ve waited a long time for this battle, and so have the aggrieved souls of the Yan Family you’ve killed!" Yan Yijun roared at Ye Zhen as he stepped onto the Martial Arena.

"See that? Do you see the Spirit Desk with the placards erected on it? Soon, I’ll personally decapitate you to honor my seventeen uncle and nephew who died unjustly!"

The Stars Tower faction had somehow acquired a Spirit Desk with placards during the confusion. Two placards, large and small, were clearly visible to Ye Zhen because of his Eye Power.

They were the placards of Yan Kun and Yan Shaqi.

Seeing these placards, Ye Zhen suddenly smiled lightly, "Yan Yijun, you seem to be extremely unfilial, and not a good brother either!"

"Hmm?" Yan Yijun’s eyebrows lifted, just as he was about to say something, Ye Zhen continued to speak.

"Don’t you know that faced with me, Yan Kun and Yan Shaqi would be so frightened they’d wet themselves? And you invite them to see me? Look, they’re already scared!"

As if on cue with Ye Zhen’s words, a breeze swept by, causing the placards on the Spirit Desk to shake violently for a moment. Coordinating perfectly with Ye Zhen’s remarks, it was incredibly convincing, making it hard for the watching martial artists not to laugh.

Yan Yijun’s expression turned ashen in an instant, and a flurry of small snowflakes began to float in the sky.

"Seeking death!"

With a fierce shout, a Great Ice Palm Seal, imbued with Yin Luo Ice Fiend, plummeted from the sky towards Ye Zhen!(To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)