A vast black Great Wall wound around the Star River, with countless divine patterns shimmering above, golden blood surging over it.

An immortal corpse was nailed to the wall with an arrow, its vitality undying, but each time it attempted to resurrect, it was shattered by the lethal aura on the arrow.

The face of the corpse was unwilling, roaring towards the sky, golden blood tears seeping from its eyes, like regret, like lament.

A few elders gazed at the corpse through the window of the Star River battleship, each bearing a complex expression.

"Stop thinking about it. If you and I enter the Ancestor Star, our cultivation will be suppressed to the level of ordinary people instantly."

"A Celestial Being entering the Ancestor Star returns to the mundane; this rule is unchangeable throughout eternity."

"Do you see that corpse? A creature half a step from being a Daoist Master, because it tried to force its way into the Ancestor Star, was pinned to the Star Sky Great Wall by an arrow from who knows where."

"Its True Spirit remains, Life Fire unextinguished, but it can never escape, existing forever as an 'exhibit' to establish authority."

"Do you think if the Chen Family forcibly enters the Ancestor Star, can they withstand an arrow, or even half an arrow?"

An one-eyed elder spoke, his voice as grand as a great bell.

"Hmph!! It's easy for you to say, Wang Gao isn't your family descendant!"

"If it was your family descendant who fell in the Ancestor Star, your family's heir, would you try to persuade me?"

Old Master Chen's eyes were red as he looked toward the direction of the Ancestor Star, murderous intent surging in his gaze.

"Old Chen, I know you've put a lot of effort into Daowen, but our Zhang Family's investment in Mu Ye may not be any less than yours. Now that the Training Camp has signed a life-and-death contract, there's nothing we can do."

The elder who spoke was dressed in a black robe, his face aged, yet his eyes were bright, like two stars embedded within. This was the Zhang Family's old master.

"I understand, but I'm unwilling for my clan's Celestial Pride to fall here!"

"Are you willing?"

The old master turned around, his eyes searching the other two elders.

Between the noble families, there were always means, and just at the moment Chen Daowen and the others died, their three families knew.

The three families were allies, sharing common grievances; thus, they all appeared outside the Ancestor Star together at this moment.

"What difference does willingness make? The agreement is signed, life and death are destined. The Federation places great importance on this Training Camp, rash actions are unwise."

Old Master Wang's voice was calm.

"Then how do you want those in the North Sea to see us?"

Old Master Chen's voice was low.

Training Camps were held throughout the Ancestor Star, but only the North Sea Training Camp offered the most extravagant rewards. The winner would receive a Tier Seven technique, drawing attention.

This was because their three families applied together, and paid a considerable price to obtain permission from above.

According to the original information, the highest participant in this Training Camp was a Celestial Pride with Six Paths Body Lock. Zhang Muye and the other two were at the top of the Training Camp, the three of them working together could almost securely place first in their grasp.

Originally thought to be merely a matter of the left hand shifting to the right, unexpectedly, these three all perished in the North Sea Ruins.

One could already imagine, once the Training Camp ended and the news spread, what kind of ridicule and mockery the Chen, Zhang, and Wang families would face.

Hearing this, the entire battleship suddenly fell into silence.

"Does it matter how others see us?"

Suddenly, Old Master Wang spoke, lightly tapping his fingers on the tabletop.

"These children have opened the Six Paths Body Lock, they belong to the top batch of martial artists in the entire Training Camp, only hunting others, not being hunted."

"Yet, they died there, not even having the chance to pull out the Star Map to escape, which can only mean one thing, the opponent's strength far exceeded theirs, even... overwhelmed them!"

"If there's anyone in the North Sea Ruins who could achieve this, it must be the 'Martial Champion Scholar'!"

"He is a Celestial Pride who has glimpsed the Martial Arts Dao, he opened the Thirteen Body Locks in a previous era, his presence in the North Sea Ruins was unexpected."

"Coming from the Emperor Star, emerging from the Martial God's Dao Lineage, crowned with the title [Martial Champion Scholar], there's no need for me to elaborate on what's behind him, we can't afford to provoke him."

Old Master Wang sighed and shook his head. Wang Gao was his great-grandson, now dead, how could he not be saddened, but behind him was not just himself, but a vast family, actions couldn't be impulsive.

"I know, I know, but with Daowen and the others just dead there, yet we can do nothing, how can I be at peace!!"

Old Master Chen covered his face with one hand, his voice trembling, tone sorrowful, seemingly a grief-stricken elder who lost his grandson.

The two beside him couldn't help but sigh.

However, at this moment, Old Master Chen's heart bore no hint of sadness, only raging anger.

"Chen Daowen, Chen Daowen!!"

"If you died, that's one thing, but you carried the family heirloom, if that is lost, even if you died a million times, it wouldn't be enough to atone!!"

The Chen Family had methods not known to others, they didn't lack Celestial Prides, but the family heirloom must not be lost, it concerned the family's deepest secret.

"Send people to check! I think it may not necessarily be the Martial Champion Scholar, what if, what if it was someone else?"

"The family vengeance mark will be engraved on that person, if it's the Martial Champion Scholar, let it be, if it's not..." Old Master Chen's voice was cold, his gaze sweeping over the two."

Having lost a grandson, none could be willing, hearing Old Master Chen's words, the two remained silent, already an answer had been given....

....

Rumble!!

Crash!!!

On this day, the Immortal Ruins erupted with a startling roar, exotic beasts breaking free from the shackles of space.

Rushing madly in all directions, sky raptors screeched, ground beasts howled in rage!!

Exotic beasts, once rare, began to flood, crazily attacking the martial artists.

Su Tu stood atop the mountain, surrounded by piles of broken exotic beast corpses.

"Has the hunt officially started?"

Expectation lingered in his eyes.

Hua Yun and Hua Yu, the two brothers, were sent away by him, before leaving, he issued his divine mandate, the two brothers returning to the Three Deceits Cult to spread his faith.

The two, following Su Tu's command, trembled all over with excitement.

It was as if they had received some significant divine mission, their eyes seemed to ignite with sacred flames. Most remarkably, those who had previously unlocked five body locks broke through their shackles upon receiving Su Tu's divine directive, becoming six-lock prodigies.

For now, Xue Yue cannot alter the apostles' faith, so Su Tu naturally wouldn't allow the apostles to revive, lest a situation beyond his control arises.

After devouring the "listening" of the Divine Son of the Muddy World, Su Tu's Spiritual Wisdom Proficiency had reached over four thousand. It wouldn't be long before he could advance again.

In order to bridge the gap between his physical body and heart and spirit, Su Tu began frantically hunting exotic beasts.

Until now, a large number of exotic beasts had broken free from their seals. Su Tu knew that all students in the training camp had already started entering the ruins. With a casual sweep of the power of the heart and spirit, he could discover that many martial artists had appeared out of thin air.

"A three-day hunt is the final content for the training camp. All students can use any means to obtain Evil Qi. The rewards of the training camp will be directly distributed according to the rankings!"

A deafening voice, like a thunderous boom, emerged in the hearts of all the students.

The next moment.

Above the North Sea Ruins, a giant ranking list appeared, hovering in the air, densely filled with names.

The lower the names were, the smaller the writing was; the higher they were, the larger the names appeared.

The top of the list had ten empty spots, dazzling and eye-catching, drawing everyone's attention.

Su Tu also looked up at the ranking list.

"All the Evil Qi on the students will manifest on the list. The more Evil Qi, the higher the ranking."

A name gradually appeared at the top, with golden flames burning on its letters, arrogant and unruly, seemingly engraving the personality of its owner.

The top had only one word, Feng!

Rank one: Feng!!

At the instant of seeing this name, a name Su Tu had heard many times suddenly popped into his mind.

Martial Champion Scholar!!

It was a kind of mysterious perception, like a martial artist's intuition, very miraculous.

Su Tu couldn't quite explain it, but he just had the feeling that this martial artist named Feng was indeed the Martial Champion Scholar!!

While he was thinking this way.

A sheet of paper made of pure energy also appeared in front of him.

As if waiting for him to write down his own name.

Su Tu drew his fingers together and wrote his name on the paper in flourishing strokes, graceful and unrestrained.

Subsequently, the paper turned into a stream of light that shot straight into the sky, and in an instant, beside Feng's name, the two characters Su Tu appeared slowly.

Different from Feng's arrogant flamboyance.

The two characters of Su Tu shimmered with a brilliant crimson gold, carrying an indescribable sanctity.

Rank one: Su Tu!!

The two were actually tied for the top!!!

At this moment, in various parts of the ruins, pairs of eyes slowly lifted, looking at the ranking in the sky, shock in their gaze.

"How could there be anyone who can tie with the Martial Champion Scholar for the top?!"

"Su Tu? Who is this person? Whose prodigy, which family lineage?"

"A local martial artist?? Damn it, can Ancestor Star nurture such a prodigy?!"

"Damn, wasn't it said the ceiling of this training camp is Six Paths Body Lock? Why can someone be tied with the Martial Champion Scholar?"

Astonished, the prodigious martial artists were puzzled by Su Tu's origins and how he could rank at the top.

At the foot of a mountain.

A bare-chested young man looked up to the sky, his smile growing wilder, his black hair dancing furiously in the wind behind him, a disorderly wildness adding a touch of violent beauty.

His pupils seemed to burn with golden flames, his gaze towards the sky filled with ecstatic joy.

"Hahahahahahaha!!! I knew it, I knew it!! This is Ancestor Star!"

"The origin of humanity, how could there be no prodigies here?!"

"Those mediocrities do not understand, I don't blame them, but none of you are qualified to step onto this battlefield."

He laughed wantonly, as a rift in space was collapsing, shattering, with countless exotic beasts frozen mid-charge by some force in mid-air.

"Shatter!!"

Accompanied by Feng's punch striking the air, all one could see was the void shattering like a mirror, along with those exotic beasts...

The Martial Champion Scholar didn't even glance at the other names. His intuition told him that only the name tied with his own deserved to exist in the entire Immortal Ruins!!

That was from the hint of [Coronet].

With a sudden exertion of his legs, he leapt into the air, pulling himself to a stop in mid-air with his hands outstretched.

Taking a deep breath, he then opened his mouth to roar.

"Mediocrities are not qualified to tread this battlefield. From now on, I will clear everything!"

"Tear the paper scraps and leave, or I'll beat you out."

"You're called Su Tu, right!"

"In the entire ruins, only you are qualified to fight me. Come find me!! I'm waiting for you at the highest peak of the ruins."

His voice instantly echoed throughout the ruins, the arrogant tone spreading unabashedly.

Many people turned dark-faced upon hearing his words.

What audacity, as if no one except Su Tu was worthy of his attention.

Especially the other top ten martial artists, who frowned deeply. Though they knew of Martial Champion Scholar's strength, they couldn't accept such rampant arrogance.

Hearing Feng's roar, Su Tu felt all the apertures in his body trembling slightly.

His body craved a battle; he didn't understand where this feeling came from.

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