Eternal Blood Emperor-Chapter 505: Holy City Martial Gathering

The owner of this figure was naturally Elder Ning Zhiliang.

Back then, in the Outer Sect, when Wang Ruoxie participated in the assessment for promotion to the Inner Sect at the Assessment Hall.

Outer Elder Ning Zhiliang, who was stationed at the Assessment Hall, merely due to a few verbal altercations between him and Diao Mao, switched Wang Ruoxie’s opponent to a True Disciple. Had Wang Ruoxie’s strength not vastly surpassed his peers, he might have perished at the hands of his opponent back then.

It was imaginable how lawless Elder Ning Zhiliang was in the Outer Sect. It’s likely that many Outer Disciples had been persecuted by him using the same method.

At that time, Wang Ruoxie told Ning Zhiliang that he would certainly repay his "care" with ample "gratitude."

"Today, I will rid the Profound Lady Sect of this parasite."

A cold glint flashed in Wang Ruoxie’s eyes, and then his body shook as he immediately landed in front of Ning Zhiliang.

"You... what do you want?"

Seeing Wang Ruoxie appear in front of him, Ning Zhiliang’s face changed dramatically, and he asked tremblingly.

Although he wasn’t clear about Wang Ruoxie’s current status in the Inner Sect, he sensed that Wang Ruoxie’s cultivation must be far above his own.

Simply standing there, Wang Ruoxie gave him an overwhelming sense of oppression, a feeling that only occurred when facing those demigod-level elders in the Inner Sect.

This meant that Wang Ruoxie might even have become a demigod-level existence.

Although this guess seemed ridiculous, given Wang Ruoxie’s promotion to the Inner Sect was less than a year ago, how could he have achieved such a terrifying advancement? But for some reason, Ning Zhiliang felt it was highly possible.

"It seems you remember me."

Wang Ruoxie gave Ning Zhiliang a cold smile and said, "Since that’s the case, you should also know what I intend to do."

As he finished speaking, a chilling aura erupted from his body, instantly encompassing Ning Zhiliang.

In that moment, Ning Zhiliang felt an overwhelmingly frightening force suppressing him, as if it could crush him at any moment.

"Too terrifying."

Ning Zhiliang’s mind shook violently, and at this moment, he finally confirmed that his guess was correct, Wang Ruoxie was indeed a powerful demigod-level existence.

"Thump..."

To the astonishment of the surrounding crowd, Ning Zhiliang, the Outer Elder, suddenly fell to his knees, continuously kowtowing to Wang Ruoxie and begging for mercy: "Don’t kill me, I was wrong, I’ll never dare again..."

Faced with a demigod-level existence, he had no power to resist, and as for his status as an elder, it meant nothing.

A demigod-level existence, even as an ordinary Inner Disciple, was far beyond what an insignificant Outer Elder like him could compare.

Even if Wang Ruoxie killed him directly, the Sect would not punish Wang Ruoxie at all.

"Since you know you’re wrong, you must accept punishment."

Wang Ruoxie slowly uttered in a cold voice, then lightly waved his hand, and a streak of Sword Qi directly pierced into Ning Zhiliang’s body.

However, he didn’t directly kill Ning Zhiliang but instead crippled his cultivation.

Moreover, this Sword Qi would remain in Ning Zhiliang’s body unless he could completely expel it; otherwise, he would never restore his cultivation.

"Do you accept having your cultivation crippled?"

Wang Ruoxie coldly stared at Ning Zhiliang and said indifferently.

"I accept, wholeheartedly."

Ning Zhiliang dared not hesitate for a moment, hurriedly nodding.

Though his cultivation was crippled, his term as an Outer Elder had come to an end, and even staying in the Profound Lady Sect would be difficult, but for him, as long as he could stay alive, there was still hope.

Having his cultivation crippled, he would eventually find a way to recover, but if he lost his life, there’d be no hope of resurrection.

"Tell Diao Mao to voluntarily cripple his cultivation. Otherwise, when I personally take action, I won’t just take his cultivation."

After coldly saying this to Ning Zhiliang, Wang Ruoxie turned and left.

"I swear to avenge this humiliation."

Ning Zhiliang’s gaze was fixed on Wang Ruoxie’s fading figure, his eyes filled with venomous resentment.

"What is going on with that guy?"

Xiao Ningyue’s group’s eyes were on Wang Ruoxie, their eyes showing confusion.

Wang Ruoxie didn’t hide anything and briefly explained what had happened earlier.

"That scum should have been killed directly."

Ying Hongyu said coldly.

"Crippling his cultivation punishes him more than killing him outright."

Wang Ruoxie chuckled lightly and said, "I believe those Outer Disciples who were previously bullied and oppressed by him will certainly not let him off easily knowing his cultivation has been crippled."

"Indeed, such scum deserves more than an easy death."

Xiao Ningyue nodded and said.

"Let’s go, the martial arts tournament is about to begin." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Wang Ruoxie smiled, nodded to the group of four, and said.

Immediately, the group of five did not delay any longer, quickly descending Xia Wu Peak and heading towards the Life and Death Platform at the center of the Holy City.

...

The vastness of the Holy City was comparable to that of an ordinary Middle Thousand World.

Even at the speed of Wang Ruoxie, Xiao Ningyue, and the others, it took two hours to finally reach the square where the Life and Death Platform was located.

At this point, the massive square had long been filled with a huge crowd, countless people as far as the eye could see, at least tens of millions of people.

From months ago, people had been continually arriving from all over the Canglan Sacred Domain, and even talented elites from other Middle Thousand Worlds had gathered here.

The martial arts tournament of the Holy City was a grand event for the entire Canglan Sacred Domain.

The Seven Great Imperial Dynasties, dozens of Imperial Dynasties, countless kingdoms, families, sects, and talented youth, were all coming here full of spirit.

For every martial arts tournament in the Holy City, rankings for the Divine List, Celestial List, and Earth List were always decided.

The rankings on the Earth List are contested by genius powerhouses of the Celestial Emperor Realm, taking the top 100,000.

The rankings on the Celestial List are contested by genius powerhouses of the Celestial Venerable Realm, taking the top 10,000.

As for the Divine List, as the name suggests, it’s contested by great talents of the Divine Human Realm, taking only the top 1,000.

It’s important to know that in the entire Canglan Sacred Domain, besides Canglan Realm itself, it also controls more than a dozen Middle Thousand Worlds and hundreds of Small Thousand Worlds, with a population as innumerable as the sands of the Ganges.

Even though breaking through above the Celestial Emperor Realm is extremely difficult, particularly for the Divine Human Realm, where scarcely one appears among millions, there remains an astounding number.

Even if we only consider the Holy City itself, in just the three major superpowers, those in the Celestial Venerable Realm number over a million, and great talents in the Divine Human Realm certainly exceed 10,000 in number.

Adding in all the various families, sects, and other forces, the number must at least double.

Not to mention the elites trained by the Seven Great Imperial Dynasties, those Imperial Dynasties, kingdoms, and those talented elites from other Middle Thousand Worlds.

It can be imagined how intensely contested this martial arts tournament will be.

Precisely because of this, the martial arts tournament in the Holy City is a stage for many talented elites to make a name for themselves across the world.