Published: February 26, 2025
“Eighth Junior Sister, Senior Brother, what are you two chatting about so happily?” At that moment, Miao Qingqing and Senior Brother Xi Tonghai, hand in hand, descended from the sky to the top of Tan Ancestor Mountain.
“Eighth Senior Sister, Senior Brother,” Xin Bingshuan said, “I was just having a casual chat with Tan Yun.”
“Sweat!” Tan Yun was speechless.
“Eighth Senior Sister, what nonsense are you saying?” Xin Bingshuan replied, “If you keep this up, I won’t talk to you anymore.”
“Alright, alright, I won’t say anything, okay?” Miao Qingqing laughed and looked at Tan Yun, saying, “Tan Junior Brother, my master asked you to come over.”
Following this, the four of them traversed through the night and arrived at the Four Arts Floating Land, entering the Four Arts Sanctuary.
“Disciple pays respects to the supreme saint elder.” Tan Yun bowed to Dao Kun.
“No need for excessive courtesy,” Dao Kun said. “I called you here to discuss your participation in the competition for the three major star domains.”
Tan Yun replied, “Please, go ahead.”
Dao Kun looked at him with hopeful eyes and said, “Tomorrow's competition among the Inner Sect disciples of the three major star domains, you must win.”
“As long as you win, our Four Arts Star Domain will obtain thirty thousand slots to enter the Ancient Fire Prison. Is there a problem with that?”
Tan Yun's lips slightly curled up, “Not a single problem.”
“Good.” Dao Kun smiled and said, “Also, our Four Arts Star Domain will not participate in the competition for the elite disciples and core disciples of the three major star domains.”
Without needing Dao Kun to elaborate, Tan Yun and the others understood that the strength of the elite and core disciples from the Four Arts Star Domain was indeed far inferior to those from the Human Race Star Domain and Beast Clan Star Domain.
Dao Kun further instructed, “Yun'er, even though you can kill Li Gong, the Inner Sect Law Enforcement Officer at the fifth layer of the ancestral emperor realm, your strength isn’t enough to win in the elite disciple competition. You absolutely cannot participate in the elite disciple competition. I suspect that as long as you enter, the elite disciples of the Beast Clan Star Domain and Human Race Star Domain will want your life, after all, you killed Vice Palace Master Chu's second son and the only son of the great sage elder Shi Bile of the Beast Clan Star Domain.”
“As long as you win the Inner Sect disciple competition and secure thirty thousand slots for our Four Arts Star Domain to enter the Ancient Fire Prison, that will be enough.”
Tan Yun replied, “Alright, I will listen to you.”
“Mm.” Dao Kun smiled and said, “Tomorrow morning, gather everyone outside the Four Arts Sanctuary, at that time, I will open the Temporal-Spatial Divine Gate to take you to the Human Race Star Domain.”
…
At the same time, in the Human Race Star Domain, Chu Xiao Star.
At the foot of the mountain behind Vice Palace Master Chu's hall, there was a grave with the inscription “Grave of Beloved Son Chu Heng.”
In front of Chu Heng's grave stood Chu Xiaotian and Chu Wuhen, both with tears in their eyes.
“Heng'er!” Chu Xiaotian's tears rolled down his wrinkled face, “You’ve been dead for over ninety thousand years without peace; don’t worry, father will avenge you tomorrow.”
“Tan Yun will undoubtedly die tomorrow!”
…
In the Beast Clan Star Domain, in the Hall of Ancestor Vice Palace Master.
Inside the hall, Shi Bile stood respectfully in front of the Nine-headed Ancestor Dragon, inquiring, “I wonder what the Vice Palace Master has for me?”
The Nine-headed Ancestor Dragon said solemnly, “Issue a command that all disciples participating in the competition for the three major star domains tomorrow must kill Tan Yun!”
“I will obey!” Shi Bile responded but then hesitated, “Vice Palace Master, my son was the first among the Inner Sect disciples of the Beast Clan Star Domain, and he was killed by Tan Yun. The other Inner Sect disciples from our Beast Clan Star Domain won't be able to kill Tan Yun at all!”