Early the next morning, in the Capital City, more and more people gathered in the direction of the arena.

The battle between Chen Tang and Sang Han had already spread throughout the Capital City yesterday, being discussed everywhere from the halls of power to the streets.

Initially, it didn't cause such a big reaction in the Capital City.

After all, for so many days, young martial artists from various places in Kyushu had come to the Capital City for the tournament, only to be defeated one after another without exception.

The people in the Capital City were tired of watching.

What was there to see if they kept losing?

Even ordinary citizens felt disgraced and often complained in private, questioning the Qilin Ranking, which seemed to only glorify others.

But this time, it was rumored that His Holiness would be watching the battle from the Vermilion Bird Tower!

Vermilion Bird Tower was not far from the arena, built along Vermilion Bird Avenue, and considered the most famous restaurant in the Capital City. Usually, it was a gathering place for the nobility and aristocratic youths, with seven floors providing an excellent view.

People with some status and power in the Capital City had already reserved spots in restaurants and teahouses near the arena.

Ordinary citizens couldn't enter these high places, but they could watch the battle from the streets around the arena.

"With such a big commotion, what if they lose again? I'd like to see how they handle that."

"Where did this Chen Tang suddenly come from? Why haven't I heard of him before?"

"Hey! You're just uninformed, aren't you? He's a lay disciple of the Xinping Zen Temple. Just over a month ago, he defeated a young expert from the Esoteric Sect at the temple."

"Heh heh."

Someone sneered, "This expert, that expert—in the end, before the Barbarian Race came, they were all so-called experts. And what happened? They ended up getting beaten all over."

As time passed, the crowds surged, shoulder to shoulder, with more and more people gathering towards the arena.

It's unclear how much time had passed.

"They're coming, they're coming!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

The crowd gradually parted. Escorted by the Qilin Guard and Black Tortoise Guard, Chen Tang approached the front of the arena.

In addition to Yuan Qingmo, Changsun Ming came along with Murong Haitang supporting him.

Chen Tang glanced at everyone behind him, nodded slightly, then turned and climbed onto the arena.

"So this is Chen Tang? He looks quite strong and not bad-looking, but I hope he's not just an empty shell."

"I heard he has some grievances with the Profound Celestial Sect."

"Huh? Without the protection of the Profound Celestial Sect's deity, he's bound to lose!"

The surrounding discussions were incessant, but Chen Tang seemed oblivious, remaining calm.

The closer it is to a great battle, the more one must maintain a peaceful mind and Spirit Platform Clarity, undisturbed by the outside world.

Before long, the Barbarian Tribe Delegation pushed through the crowd and arrived under the arena.

Sang Han leaped up using only the strength of his legs, directly jumping more than ten feet onto the arena, looking relaxed and eager to try.

The more people there are, the more excited he becomes!

Sang Han moved his neck from side to side, causing a series of crackling bone sounds, then provocatively looked at Chen Tang, licking his lips, with eyes gleaming as if he had discovered his prey!

The bigger the commotion Qian Country stirred, the greater the sense of accomplishment when he destroys his opponent!

This time, he wasn't just defeating a young martial artist of Qian Country.

He wanted to plant a seed in the hearts of Qian Country's people.

That the Barbarian Race is invincible!

This seed will one day blossom and bear fruit.

Faced with Sang Han's provocation, Chen Tang remained expressionless, even beginning to close his eyes and rest.

"Haha!"

Sang Han laughed loudly and said, "You're scared!"

In Sang Han's eyes, Chen Tang's action was a manifestation of avoidance and fear!

The two stood on opposite sides of the arena, not in a hurry to start.

They were still waiting for one most important person!

The Emperor of Qian Country!

"This tournament battle is truly grand; look at the sixth floor of Vermilion Bird Tower, Grand Commandant, Prime Minister, Imperial Envoy Wang—they've all arrived!"

"Indeed, I just glanced over, it seems the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers of Qian Country are all here!"

"Look quickly, His Holiness has also arrived!"

"Where, where?"

Over there on Vermilion Bird Avenue, escorted by the Black Tortoise Guard, Yuan Qingshan and the Du Clan's carriage approached this way.

In the end, the crowd was too dense for the carriage to pass through.

Yuan Qingshan and the Du Clan got off the carriage and, along with Yuan Qingmu and a group of royal family members, walked towards Vermilion Bird Tower.

"Where is Li Yan?"

Prime Minister Cui Yuan, on the sixth floor of Vermilion Bird Tower, saw this scene and couldn't help his face sinking, turning to ask.

Among the officials, a man in his fifties stood up.

"Greetings, Prime Minister Cui..."

Li Yan stepped forward and saluted.

"How do you serve as the Minister of the Imperial Stables?"

Cui Yuan pointed below, frowning, and said, "Knowing His Holiness would arrive today, didn't you reserve a passage for him?"

Cui Yuan's tone was heavy, chastising in front of all the officials.

"Prime Minister Cui, please calm down. His Holiness specifically instructed me last night not to seal off the roads today, to avoid affecting the city's citizens."

Li Yan said calmly, neither overbearing nor servile.

"His Holiness cares for the people, but as Minister of the Imperial Stables, receiving the ruler's wage, you should share his worries!"

Cui Yuan knew this was not Li Yan's fault but still argued unreasonably.

Would he dare disobey His Holiness's order?

Li Yan did not respond.

"You may step down."

Cui Yuan waved his hand.

After all, with the escort of the Black Tortoise Guard, Yuan Qingshan and the Du Clan still managed to reach here from the crowd and climbed up Vermilion Bird Tower.

Reaching the sixth floor, they met with the officials led by the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers, then Yuan Qingshan and the Du Clan went up to the top floor of Vermilion Bird Tower.

"I know you've all been waiting for a long time, so I won't say anything else, you two..."

Standing by the window on the top floor of Vermilion Bird Tower, Yuan Qingshan was about to announce the start of the battle when suddenly a magnificent sound, like bells and drums, echoed from afar, interrupting him.

"Profound Celestial Immortal Venerable, mindful of all living beings, educating and enlightening, saving all beings!"

The next moment, a chanting voice gradually approached from afar, seemingly possessing some magical power.

The so-called Profound Celestial Immortal Venerable is not the Sect Leader of the Profound Celestial Sect.

But rather a deity worshipped within the Profound Celestial Sect.

A large group of Profound Celestial Sect followers came from the direction of the Inner City, each with a solemn and serious expression, as if they were soulless shells, repeating chants from their mouths.

"Only my Profound Celestial, shining with the sun and moon!"

"Only my Profound Celestial, eternal with heaven and earth!"

"Only my Profound Celestial, everlasting!"

Eventually, the voices of this group of Profound Celestial Sect followers grew louder.

Some turned red in the face, veins bulging on their necks, seemingly using all their strength to shout.

Though their mouths talked about caring for all beings and educating humanity, their faces were extremely ferocious, as if ready to devour people!

The commotion was so immense, it even suppressed the Emperor of Qian Country, the officials of the Capital City, and thousands of surrounding citizens.

The streets, initially crowded.

But after the arrival of this group of Profound Celestial Sect followers, people showed awe and made way.

Suddenly!

A towering figure appeared from beyond the sky.

Blossoms seemed to scatter above his head.

Golden lotus flowers continuously emerged beneath his feet.

Coupled with a devilishly handsome face, bronze skin, and deep, ocean-like eyes, his sudden appearance radiated a nearly bewitching charm, involuntarily invoking a sense of reverence, making people want to bow and worship!

On the arena, Chen Tang fought the urge to roll his eyes and inwardly sneered.

After all, in books from his previous life, he'd heard of similar scenes and wasn't surprised.

Originally, he thought only fools would believe this.

Now it seems, this shtick is quite effective.

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