Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Lingfeng's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Yao Xing also noticed the problem, his face turning grim: "His recovery ability is too strong. If we can't severely injure him in one go, we simply can't defeat him."

This is precisely the secret of the "Zhe" character of the Eternal Life Celestial Venerable. As long as there is still a breath left, one can recover quickly.

Although Ji Chen's attack power is not as strong as Long Zhan and Yao Ye's, his ability to fight in a prolonged battle is unparalleled among those of the same level.

"Life is endless!" Ji Chen's body shimmered with light, his wounds healed, and his aura rose instead of falling.

He struck out with his palm, the palm print as large as a mountain, simultaneously blasting towards Lingfeng and Yaoxing.

He not only has strong recovery ability, but also strong attack power, even stronger.

For the prodigies of the Origin Realm, combat strength is always the top priority.

At the same time, Long Zhan shattered the flames of the Crimson Flame with a single punch.

The crimson flames were torn apart by the golden fist imprint, and the person was blasted away, falling to the ground and not getting up, the flames on the body completely extinguished.

The Golden Goddess unleashed another divine suppression, and a giant golden sword slashed down from the void, knocking Qingfeng away. The sword broke, the man was injured, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Although Li Tianxing was brave, he couldn't make a difference on his own.

It's difficult to take down even one, let alone two.

He was covered in wounds, his robes stained with blood, and his body was covered with fist marks and claw marks, but he still stood there, fighting back punch after punch, his eyes full of stubbornness.

"Enough." Yao Ye slammed his palm into Li Tianxing's chest, a roaring dragon appearing in his palm.

Li Tianxing was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground and sliding dozens of feet away.

He struggled to his feet, trembling all over, wanting to continue, but found that he could no longer stand, his legs gave way, and he knelt down again.

Ziyun lay on the ground, watching Li Tianxing's unyielding back, her voice hoarse: "Enough...we've lost."

On the training ground, all six people from the Little Immortal Realm collapsed to the ground; some were unconscious, some were vomiting blood, and some were unable to move.

Although the six people from the Origin Realm were also injured, they all stood up, their auras soaring.

The stands were deathly silent.

The numerous cultivators in the Lesser Immortal Realm covered their faces.

"We lost the group battle too..."

"Even the supreme ruler can't defeat him, nor can the prodigies..."

"Oh well, forget it, I really can't beat them."

Ziyun struggled to his feet, stood still, clasped his hands, and bowed deeply.

"The prodigies of the Origin Realm truly live up to their reputation; we are completely convinced."

His voice carried clearly throughout the entire training ground.

This bow was not just one person admitting defeat, but the entire younger generation of the Little Immortal Realm admitting defeat.

Ziyun represents not only herself, but also all the geniuses of the Lesser Immortal Realm behind her.

At this moment, countless cultivators from the Lesser Immortal Realm lowered their heads on the west side of the stands.

Taiyuanzi sheathed his sword, stepped forward, and returned the salute with clasped hands: "Thank you for your humility. You are all very strong. We will have the opportunity to fight again in the future."

Long Zhan also walked over, grinning, "Your Li Tianxing is ruthless enough; he's a worthy opponent."

Qiongqizi licked his lips and looked in Li Tianxing's direction: "That guy is indeed interesting. We'll fight him again next time."

They all respected Li Tianxing, feeling that he was out of place in the style of the Little Immortal Realm.

The Golden Goddess did not speak, but simply nodded slightly.

Both sides left separately, but the prodigies of the Lesser Immortal Realm walked with a slightly unsteady gait.

Long Zhan walked back to his camp. Long Gu Tianzun sat on the stands, nodding slightly, his eyes full of satisfaction.

Long Hao leaned closer and chuckled, "Little Ancestor, well done! Those punches got my blood pumping!"

Long Zhan is of a much higher seniority than Long Hao, even though Long Zhan's cultivation level is much lower.

"You flatter me. You are one of the twelve top geniuses of the Heavenly Emperor era. I still have to learn from you."

Dragon Ancient Celestial Venerable said in a deep voice, "Not bad, but there is still room for improvement. Go back and continue practicing."

Long Zhan nodded: "Yes, Father."

Taiyuanzi returned to his camp, where Taiyuan Ancient Emperor and Shangyang Emperor sat side by side.

A rare smile appeared on the face of the Ancient Emperor Taiyuan: "Not bad, you didn't embarrass me."

Emperor Shangyang laughed and said, "Young man, your swordsmanship has improved. I'll teach you a few more moves later."

Taiyuanzi clasped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Father. Thank you, Uncle Shangyang."

The Golden Ancient Emperor looked at the Golden Heavenly Maiden and nodded slightly.

The Golden Goddess didn't speak, but simply gave a soft "hmm," though a slight smile played on her lips.

Qiongqi Zi walked back to the camp, and Qiongqi Supreme slapped him on the back of the head: "You fought well, but the process was too reckless. We need to use our brains when we fight, not act like a crude brute."

Qiongqizi shrank back: "I understand, Father..."

He thought to himself, "How dare you say such a thing? You're much more reckless and rude than I am."

He dared not say these words aloud, because his father had really beaten him, and even used force.

Ji Chen walked back to his camp. The Eternal Life Celestial Venerable sat cross-legged on the platform, his eyes closed, and said nothing.

Ji Chen bowed respectfully: "Master."

The Celestial Venerable of Longevity opened his eyes and said calmly, "The use of the 'Zhe' character secret is quite good, but combat strength still needs to be improved."

Ji Chen nodded: "Yes, Master."

On the west side of the stands, the atmosphere among the Little Immortal Realm camp was heavy.

Qingfeng lowered his head: "Master, I have disgraced you."

Qingxuan Heavenly King shook his head: "It's not your fault, it's just that your opponent is too strong. Go back and cultivate properly."

Zixiao Heavenly King looked at Ziyun, who was covered in wounds, and remained silent for a long time before patting him on the shoulder: "Get up, don't kneel. Losing is not shameful, but being afraid to stand up is."

Ziyun gritted her teeth and stood up. "Father, I..."

Zixiao Heavenly King waved his hand: "Go back and cultivate diligently, and you'll win next time."

Li Tianxing struggled to his feet, covered in blood, and swayed unsteadily.

He had no master, no elders, and was all alone.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Origin Realm camp. There was no resentment in his eyes, only unwillingness and a stronger fighting spirit.

Then, he turned around, limped back to the corner of the stands, sat down silently, and began to heal his wounds.

In the stands, the cultivators from the Lesser Immortal Realm remained silent; some sighed, some bowed their heads, and some clenched their fists.

"How exactly do those geniuses from the Origin Realm cultivate?"

"How can there be such a huge difference between people at the same level?"

The old monk sighed, "This competition is probably just the beginning. The road ahead is long. Young people, keep going!"

On the training ground, the light screen slowly dimmed.

The first day of the competition has come to an end.

The Origin Realm won all six battles.

One-on-one, win.

Group battle, win.

The younger generation of the Little Immortal Realm was completely wiped out.

But no one laughed at them.

Because everyone saw that the geniuses of the Lesser Immortal Realm had given it their all.

The image of Li Tianxing, covered in blood yet refusing to fall, and Ziyun's composure as she bowed in surrender.

……

Soon, twenty years passed, and the great talents of the time shone brightly, each displaying their own brilliance, one after another taking the stage.

On this day, in the desolate edge of the universe, a terrifying battle fluctuation suddenly arose.

The fluctuation was too intense, like two stars colliding, the aftershocks of which swept across several star fields, causing the Great Dao to tremble.

In the mortal realm, the immortal realm, and the Great Luo Heaven, countless powerful figures simultaneously raised their heads, casting their gazes towards the borderlands.

"Such terrifying battle fluctuations! Someone is fighting! And it's a battle at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor level! The entire Three Realms are shaking!"

"Who is it? There aren't many experts of this level in this world."

"Let's go take a look!"

Countless divine thoughts probed the edge of the universe, ready to watch the spectacle; everyone was very interested in this kind of thing.

Two figures clashed fiercely in the chaotic wilderness at the edge of the universe.