Chapter 1219: Divine Maiden Descends
Thus far in the God-Sealing Battle, only two remained standing on the Feng Shen Platform: Yun Che and Luo Changsheng. Jun Xilei and Shui Yingyue had not yet fought their ranking match, but because Shui Yingyue had more rounds in the God-Sealing group and had lost later, it was likely she would rank third and Jun Xilei fourth.
As for first and second place, Luo Changsheng was the only one with a perfect record, and his strength among the Four Divine Sons stood apart in its own domain. Combined with the harsh conditions Yun Che had set for claiming the top spot, the first position would almost certainly go to Luo Changsheng. The possibility of Yun Che reaching the summit was almost negligible.
Returning to his residence, Yun Che immediately entered a state of focused meditation. Regarding his battle with Luo Changsheng, to be honest, he had a strong desire to win, but absolutely no certainty. Before that, he had to adjust his condition to the peak.
During these few days, the courtyard where the Yin Xue Realm delegation was staying was quieter than ever before. From the elders down to the disciples, all sealed themselves in their rooms, restrained their profound energy, and moved about with extreme caution, not even daring to breathe too loudly, for fear of causing the slightest disturbance to Yun Che.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
The final championship battle had finally arrived.
On this day, the very aura of the entire Eastern Divine Region was distinctly different, seeming to foretell that this would be a day recorded in history. Around the Star Monuments scattered across every area of the Eastern Divine Region, each was already crowded early with a sea of people that stretched beyond the horizon. The sky was also packed densely, blocking out most of the light. Some sects even resorted to fierce fighting to secure better positions.
In the distant Heiya Realm, there were also several Star Monuments. Before the central Star Monument, countless sects and profound practitioners had already gathered. Sitting at the very core was the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce.
"Father, do you think... a miracle will happen?"
Ji Ruyan was dressed in purple, her beauty peerless. The oppression and melancholy that once clouded her brows had long vanished, as if she had been reborn. She would never forget that all of this was granted to her by Yun Che. Her beautiful eyes gazed intently at the Star Monument, waiting for that figure to appear.
"He is already a miracle." Beside Ji Ruyan, Mr. Ji sighed with genuine emotion.
The man who had shown them great kindness and allowed the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce to be reborn—he had always believed that man's future would be extraordinary. But in just two short years, he now stood on the highest stage of the entire Eastern Divine Region, admired and marveled at by countless profound practitioners.
That their small chamber of commerce in the insignificant Heiya Realm had once been blessed by his grace and had interacted with such a figure for several months—what incredible fortune! Every time he recalled it these past days, it felt like a dream.
"Father, do you think... he still remembers us?" Ji Ruyan asked again, her voice a little ethereal and lost. He was now like the bright moon in the sky, having trampled even the prodigies of the upper star realms underfoot. How could he still remember a mere chamber of commerce from a lower star realm?
"He remembers." Mr. Ji nodded, a smile appearing on his face. "For the sake of the Wood Spirit Clan, he was willing to take on the Black Soul Divine Sect all by himself. A man like that would not be fickle or ungrateful, nor would he judge people by profit."
"... " Ji Ruyan smiled faintly. His figure still hadn't appeared in the Star Monument, but her eyes had begun to grow misty.
At the Feng Shen Platform in the Zhou Tian Realm, the spectator stands were also filled early. Even the Dragon God Emperor, Zhou Tian Shen Di, and the other Divine Emperors had arrived almost half an hour early, shocking all the profound practitioners present.
As the time drew near, Luo Changsheng and Yun Che finally arrived one after the other, drawing everyone's gaze. Especially when Yun Che arrived, a massive wave of commotion surged across the vast Eastern Divine Region, so intense it almost shook and overturned the clouds.
Quhui Zunzhe floated up onto the Feng Shen Platform, swept his gaze across the entire audience, and declared proudly, "After two months, the Profound God Convention has finally reached its final battle. Who will ultimately claim the top spot of this Profound God Convention? We will know either today or in three days."
"Luo Changsheng, Yun Che, Shui Yingyue, Jun Xilei—the Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Divine Region for this generation. You will receive generous rewards bestowed by the four great King Realms. And the one who ultimately takes the top spot will also receive an unprecedented reward."
Quhui Zunzhe's gaze sharpened, and his tone rose: "He may freely choose any one profound art or profound technique from the four King Realms of Fan Di, Xing Shen, Yue Shen, and Zhou Tian. As long as it does not violate their prohibitions, it will be taught in its entirety!"
Quhui Zunzhe's words were like a thunderclap dropped into the Eastern Divine Region, leaving everyone stunned.
The reason the King Realms were powerful, aside from their special methods of 'inheritance' that could continuously pass down the highest level of combat power, was another important factor: their profound arts, far superior to those of ordinary star realms.
The profound arts of a sect were not to be passed on—this was not only a basic principle of the profound way in the Divine Realm, but even in Tian Xuan Continent and Huan Yao Realm, where Yun Che originated. And this rule was even more absolute for the King Realms, which stood at the peak of the chaos.
Yet now, the reward for the first place in the God-Sealing Battle was actually a profound art from a King Realm... and one could choose it freely!
This had never happened before, not only in the God-Sealing Battle but in the entire history of the Eastern Divine Region!
All eyes turned sharply to Yun Che and Luo Changsheng, especially the young profound practitioners who were also Divine Sons. Envy and jealousy nearly drove them mad.
Being able to freely choose any one profound art or technique from the four King Realms... Yun Che's heart stirred violently.
On the other side, Luo Changsheng's pale, delicate face maintained its usual faint smile, showing no obvious emotional fluctuation.
"The final championship battle of the God-Sealing: Luo Changsheng of the Shengyu Realm versus Yun Che of the Yin Xue Realm. Both, please enter the Feng Shen Platform!"
Even the iron-faced Quhui Zunzhe used the word "please"—such was the treatment of the strong. As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Che and Luo Changsheng simultaneously leaped up... Mu Bingyun had wanted to say a few words to him, but before she could blink, Yun Che was already standing on the Feng Shen Platform, facing Luo Changsheng at close range.
Luo Changsheng appeared frail and gentle, but beneath his calm exterior lurked a silent, heart-stopping aura of invisible pressure. Yun Che, on the other hand, radiated his presence outward, vast and mighty like a volcano ready to erupt.
Neither had yet activated their profound energy, but the collision of their two auras engulfed the Feng Shen Platform, freezing the air itself.
"Yun Che, every single battle of yours has been spectacular. I deeply admire that. To have you as an opponent makes this journey worthwhile," Luo Changsheng said. Though they were about to be locked in a fierce battle, every word he spoke came from the heart.
"Likewise," Yun Che replied simply.
"I will not lose this battle." Luo Changsheng's eyes were clear and profound, like a bottomless pool. "Because I have never lost before. Naturally, I will not lose this time either."
Yun Che stared into his eyes, his brows slightly furrowing. "You will."
Quhui Zunzhe had presided over several Profound God Conventions, but he had never been as filled with anticipation as he was at this moment. He didn't waste a single extra word. He raised his arm, about to give the command, when suddenly his brow twitched and he looked forward.
All the gazes that had been firmly locked onto Yun Che and Luo Changsheng in tension and expectation were now, as if pulled by an irresistible force, turned toward the direction Quhui Zunzhe was looking.
The sky darkened imperceptibly, because an incomparably gorgeous multicolored light had appeared in an instant, eclipsing all other radiance. Beneath the golden light, a female figure drifted down, and the place she landed was none other than the spectator seats of the Fan Di God Realm.
Her figure was exceptionally tall and slender. A head of dazzling golden hair was both noble and eye-catching, half spilling over her shoulders and half falling straight to her hips. She was clad in golden garments—seemingly a special kind of golden soft armor that clung tightly to her body, outlining a form so perfect at every single part that it stole one's breath away. Her bust and hips were high and full, her waist as slender as a willow... No matter where the gaze touched, every single inch was filled with an allure that made the soul grow weak.
Anyone who saw this figure, even in a fleeting glance, would be absolutely certain that this was a peerless enchantress who could bring chaos to the world with just a smile or a frown.
However, this sudden "world-bewitching enchantress" had no one fortunate enough to see her face. A golden eye mask shaped like a phoenix wing concealed her cheeks and mysterious eyes.
Beneath the eye mask, her tender, delicate lips shimmered with luster, but they curved in an arc that was not gentle—instead, it carried a somewhat icy edge. Her delicate chin was carved like jade, glowing softly, perfect without a single flaw.
The Feng Shen Platform fell into dead silence. Everyone's heart pounded uncontrollably. Pairs of pupils fixed blankly on the golden-clad woman, as if their souls had been ripped away, unable to look elsewhere.
Golden hair... golden clothes... golden mask... an aura both powerful and cold... and the place she landed...
Could it be... she is...
Fan... Di... Shen... Nü!?
"Qianye Ying'er greets the several seniors."
She gave an extremely casual bow, then sat down beside Fantian Shen Di. Her gaze fell straight onto the Feng Shen Platform, not glancing at anyone else—even though all around her were Divine Emperors in person.
Yet not a single person in the King Realms showed any anger. The Divine Emperors merely nodded slightly, completely unbothered. Only Xing Shendi tilted his head slightly, his brow furrowing just a little.
"S-Shen Nü?"
"She... she... is she really the legendary... Fandi Shennü?"
"My god... I've actually seen Fandi Shennü with my own eyes... and she came to watch the battle!"
Qianye Ying'er's arrival triggered a commotion that could only be described as earth-shattering. Especially for the men, it brought an indescribably intense thrill and impact. The entire atmosphere of the Feng Shen Platform underwent a drastic change... And no one found such a commotion the least bit surprising.
Because she was Qianye Ying'er—the "Shennü" of the "Dragon Queen and Divine Maiden"!
A woman who gathered all the most dazzling, most gorgeous, most exquisite elegance of the entire Divine Realm.
"Is she... Fandi Shennü?" Huo Poyun stared blankly, muttering to himself. Even though he couldn't see her face, just the enchanting charm she revealed on the outside made his heart almost crazily believe that this was absolutely a woman of ultimate beauty... The golden phoenix-wing mask concealed her features, yet it ignited a fierce desire in countless people to see through it.
"Yun'er, don't look at her!" Huo Rulie's voice suddenly whispered sharply in his ear.
Huo Poyun shuddered violently, hurriedly withdrawing his gaze and forcefully suppressing his longing. He didn't dare to look at Qianye Ying'er again, but his heart continued to pound uncontrollably.
"Fandi Shennü..." Yan Juehai let out a soft sigh. "She actually came."
"This battle will be projected via the Star Monuments to every star realm in the Eastern Divine Region. With Fandi Shennü appearing like this, I'm afraid countless people will have sleepless nights," Huo Rulie said. "Even though she covered her face."
"Master, have... have you ever seen her... true face?" Huo Poyun's words came with difficulty, as if he hadn't yet recovered from the intense soul-stirring shock just now.
"Of course not." Huo Rulie shook his head. "But I know she is a terrifyingly beautiful woman."
"Terrifyingly... beautiful?" Huo Poyun was stunned.
"Legend has it that every man who sees her true face becomes infatuated to the point of madness. And those fortunate enough to see her are hardly ordinary people—they are the proud geniuses of the King Realm level."
Huo Poyun: "..."
"Those sons of King Realms—each one is lofty and aloof, each has seen countless peerless beauties—yet they would risk their very lives just for a single smile from her." Huo Rulie shook his head. "Truly terrifying."
"And what's even more terrifying is her..."
"Patriarch Huo!" Yan Juehai's voice suddenly interrupted him. "Matters at the level of Fandi Shennü are beyond our reach. It's best not to discuss them recklessly."
Huo Rulie suddenly came to his senses, nodded slightly, and fell silent.