# Chapter 1139: The Zhou Tian Battlefield
"Meiyin, is there anything special about that person called Yun Che?"
Not far after flying away, the blue-clad young woman asked the girl beside her, her tone cautious, because she knew very well that the girl she held in her hand would not do things without reason, and the fact that she actively approached someone was extremely rare.
"That big brother called Yun Che, he's very powerful, and... a little strange," the little girl replied.
"Very powerful? Strange?"
"I should put it this way: he's more formidable than you think... much more formidable." The little girl tilted her head slightly, appearing to ponder, but her words were spoken with certainty.
The girl's words were not only inexplicable but also highly contrary to common sense. Normally, they would just make people laugh it off, but the blue-clad woman furrowed her brows slightly without any doubt: "It seems either his talent is exceptional, or the profound art he cultivates is special."
"Hmm... but there's no need to pay it too much attention. After all, his profound strength is very weak. Although his combat power seems quite strong, it can't possibly threaten the Divine Spirit Realm, let alone threaten Sister. It's just that the strange part about him... is hard to put into words. That's precisely why it feels so strange."
The little girl thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "Oh right! He kept staring at my eyes just now, and for quite a long time."
"He dared to look straight into your eyes?"
This time, the blue-clad woman's face showed several times more surprise than before: "Could he be a psychic? Yun Che... let's keep an eye on him for now."
"No!" The little girl shook her head. "What Sister needs to pay more attention to is that person called Huo Poyun."
"Him? Why?"
"Because his bloodline, profound veins, and soul are all very strange. In terms of strength, he's at Divine Spirit Realm Level 7, but on a deeper level, he's much higher. He must not be an ordinary inheritor of divine blood—he should have been granted many divine 'components,' along with some 'components' of a dragon mixed in. So he's also much more formidable than Sister perceives. Perhaps he might even pose a slight threat to Sister," the little girl said very seriously.
Divine Spirit Realm Level 7 versus Divine Spirit Realm Level 10—in anyone's eyes, even if not a world of difference, it's definitely an insurmountable gap. Especially when these words come from the mouth of a fifteen-year-old girl, they would only be taken as a joke.
But the blue-clad woman fell silent, then nodded slightly: "I see. It seems this edition of the Profound God Convention truly conceals hidden dragons and crouching tigers."
If these words of the little girl were to fall into the ears of Huo Poyun, Huo Rulie, Yan Wancang, and others, they would be shaken to the core.
The things within Huo Poyun were the greatest secrets of him and the entire Flame God Realm, yet beneath the little girl's pupils, they were as clear as if directly engraved on his face.
Time slowly passed, drawing ever closer to the date of the Profound God Convention. The Eastern Divine Region grew quieter and quieter. Across nine thousand star realms, countless profound practitioners looked forward to it with eager anticipation. Because this was the highest standard and highest level profound gathering in the Eastern Divine Region, and this time it was the most special edition in history. Simply being qualified to participate was an honor for the vast majority of profound practitioners and sects. And if one could obtain a decent ranking, even just a good ranking in the preliminaries, it would be a supreme glory that could shine for a lifetime.
It could even bring glory to the star realm they belonged to, altering the realm's status at its level.
Finally, this day arrived.
With the trembling of the heavens, the Zhou Tian Voice rang through the air, resounding across the preliminary battlefield and every corner of the Eastern Divine Region.
"After a mere seven hundred years, the time for the Profound God Convention has come once again. This edition of the convention is different from previous ones. Not only will it showcase the bearing of the current young generation of the Eastern Divine Region, but it may also determine the future of the Eastern Divine Region."
"This edition of the Profound God Convention sets the limit at the Divine Tribulation Realm. A total of 51,320,000 profound practitioners have entered the preliminary battlefield, gathering all outstanding young profound practitioners of the Eastern Divine Region outside the King Realms."
Over fifty million—this number might sound massive, but compared to the quadrillions of profound practitioners across the nine thousand realms of the Eastern Divine Region, it is actually a very small proportion. And every single one of these fifty million profound practitioners qualified to enter the Profound God Convention is an undisputed genius, especially in the lower and middle star realms, enough to make a name for themselves across their region.
For example, in the Yin Xue Realm, achieving the Divine Tribulation Realm in less than sixty years was enough to qualify one for the highest-level Ice Phoenix Divine Temple.
"This edition of the Profound God Convention is different in scale and also in competition format. The preliminary battle will use the Zhou Tian Pearl as the battlefield..."
Although it had been known for three years that "the Zhou Tian Pearl would be used as the battlefield," hearing it again now still made it hard for all participating profound practitioners to contain their excitement. And this was undoubtedly one of the most important reasons why countless profound practitioners had trained desperately over the past three years, sparing no cost to achieve the Divine Tribulation Realm just to participate in the Profound God Convention. They weren't seeking rankings—they only wanted to be imbued with the aura and laws of the Zhou Tian Pearl, because this was a tremendous opportunity that was hard to come by even in ten thousand lifetimes.
After all, in ancient times, the Zhou Tian Pearl was at the level of gods... even beyond the level of true gods.
But the next words from the Zhou Tian Voice came like a bucket of cold water pouring down fiercely.
"...All participating profound practitioners will be projected into the world of the Zhou Tian Pearl. Everything they carry will be completely projected. The only difference is that they will not truly die—otherwise, it will be identical to their real bodies."
The participating profound practitioners were all dumbfounded. "Using the Zhou Tian Pearl as the battlefield" turned out to mean being projected into its internal world, not physically entering... And since it was just a projection, what was the point of sensing its aura and laws?
And what came next chilled the hearts of countless profound practitioners.
"Preliminary Battle, Round One: All participating profound practitioners will be randomly projected into one thousand preliminary battlefields. Each battlefield will have an equal number of participants. In the end, only ten from each battlefield may advance; the rest will be eliminated!"
Boom!
Like a thunderclap, the Eastern Divine Region erupted in agitation.
One thousand preliminary battle zones, each producing only ten victors, with the rest eliminated... That meant in this preliminary round, on average, only one out of every five thousand people would advance!
In the end, across the thousand battle zones, only ten thousand profound practitioners would emerge victorious; the remaining over fifty million would all be eliminated!
This elimination ratio was not just exaggerated—it was downright inhumane.
In previous editions of the Profound God Convention, the first-round preliminary elimination ratio was also large, but at most it was one in a hundred, nowhere near this absurd.
"This edition of the Profound God Convention, with the Divine Tribulation Realm restriction, only fifty million profound practitioners are qualified to participate, and every single one is a genius... yet the first round eliminates one in five thousand? This is too brutal!"
"One round directly reduces it to ten thousand people? This, this, this..."
"This Profound God Convention is indeed not for mere 'strong,' but for the absolute peak of young people across the entire Eastern Divine Region. The rest, though undisputed geniuses, can only serve as foils," an old man who had experienced several Profound God Conventions sighed.
"It seems that in this first preliminary round, all of us will be eliminated," Mu Hanyu said, looking at his fellow disciples and sighing.
It wasn't that he was belittling himself. Among the Bing Huang God Sect disciples participating this time, he and Mu Feixue had the highest profound strength, which was only at Divine Tribulation Realm Level 8. Such cultivation was top-tier in the Yin Xue Realm, but in this Profound God Convention, not to mention the top ten thousand, even the top hundred thousand was nearly impossible.
"This Profound God Convention is really strange—completely different from what I've heard of previous editions. Only ten thousand advance from the first round... I feel like we're just here to fill the numbers," a Bing Huang disciple said with a bitter smile.
"Don't overthink it. In the past, the Profound God Convention was held once every three thousand years. We are fortunate to have the chance to participate—it's already a tremendous opportunity. Treat it as the highest-level trial of your lifetime. Even if we're destined to be eliminated in the first round, we'll still get a ranking. Don't disgrace yourself or the sect! Give it your all!" Mu Hanyu said solemnly.
"Alright! Senior Brother is right!" The Bing Huang disciples responded in unison, their battle intent blazing as they awaited the cruel preliminary round that was almost upon them.
"It's finally about to begin," Huo Poyun said, looking up at the sky with eyes burning with fire, his fighting spirit high. His goal was the top one thousand. The elimination ratio in the preliminaries was extremely cruel to others, but to him, it was far from his target.
"Brother Poyun, do your best," Yun Che said sincerely. As for himself, where the battlefield was or what the format was didn't matter at all. Even if it were one in five instead of one in five thousand, he would still be eliminated in the first round.
As the Eastern Divine Region stirred, the Zhou Tian Voice paused briefly. Countless beams of white light fell from the sky, enveloping all participating profound practitioners.
The surrounding world turned pale white. Soon, the white light completely dissipated, and the aura around them underwent a subtle change—clearly, they had arrived in another world.
And it wasn't their true bodies that came, but complete projections.
A thought spontaneously appeared in their minds:
"Battle Zone Nine."
Yun Che opened his eyes and looked around. Here, it seemed to be an ancient city as well, with broken walls and collapsed roofs everywhere. The sky was grayish-white, and the earth was parched and cracked—a deserted dead city. It wasn't the same as where he had been before, but it was very similar.
His gaze swept into the distance. Over a dozen miles away, there was clearly a massive barrier. This barrier seemed to cover the entire abandoned city, preventing anyone from leaving this area.
This was the internal world of the Zhou Tian Pearl... the Ninth Battle Zone among the one thousand preliminary battlefields!
And since they had arrived here, he was no longer his true body but a projection.
Yun Che sensed his body and the circulation of his profound energy. There was no difference—he couldn't even perceive that he was currently only a projection. He extended his left hand and clearly sensed the presence of the Heavenly Poison Pearl and the Heaven-Defying Sword. Even the items within the Heavenly Poison Pearl could be freely taken out.
No wonder it was the projection of the Zhou Tian Pearl—it was unbelievably perfect.
Around Yun Che, figure after figure appeared in the dissipating white light. They, too, surveyed their surroundings and the opponents they would face next. Some had grim expressions, some were full of confusion, others brimmed with confidence, but no one made a reckless move.
Yun Che glanced around—all unfamiliar faces. The one thousand battle zones were all randomly teleported. He knew very few people, so it was indeed not easy to see familiar faces.
Moreover, he couldn't find a single aura weaker than his own.
After all, being at Divine Tribulation Realm Level 1—the baseline for participation—at the very bottom among all fifty million participating profound practitioners, he was the lowest of the low.
So, without a doubt, when gazes swept over him, they all turned into disdain and contempt. Some even had their smiles grow a little wider.
Not long after, the vast and profound Zhou Tian Voice came from above:
"The area you are currently in is the 'main city' of each preliminary battle zone, and also an absolutely safe zone. No profound beasts will appear or intrude here, and everyone's profound power will be sealed within their bodies, unable to attack others."
"Once you leave the main city area, that is your battlefield."
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