Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Ao Lingchen and the others stepped onto the arena. Their eyes were filled with a shocking fighting intent.    

Everyone was sizing up the arena under their feet. They were looking at the arena that was filled with a holy aura. They were looking at the material on the stage. Even Tian Yi, Long Chi, Gu Chuan, and the other monstrous geniuses from top inheritances... They were all shocked by what they saw.    

This arena was even more formidable than they had imagined. It was not as simple as a Sacred Artifact at all. The materials used to forge it were actually quite a few undying divine materials.    

"What a large amount of resources. Using an undying divine material to forge a Sacred Artifact is too extravagant. This arena completely has the potential to transform into an undying divine weapon." Long Chi said with a sigh.    

Tian Yi's eyes were also a bit surprised as he said in a low voice, "Worthy of being the Crafting School, indeed rich and imposing. This kind of extravagance, I believe only the Crafting School can do it."    

With his experience, he could see that there was a large amount of immortal materials mixed in in the ring. With the size of the ring, and the amount of materials stored in it, it was probably enough to forge an immortal weapon.    

If the ring fell into the hands of an immortal, he could use the large amount of immortal materials stored in it to forge an immortal weapon.    

He didn't expect that the Crafting School would use materials that were enough to forge an immortal weapon to forge this peak grade saint weapon in front of him, moreover in the form of a stage.    

One had to know that when everyone cultivated a saint weapon, they would try their best to conform to the Great Dao. Among them, the most common forms were cauldrons, pagodas, and seals, these were weapons that could suppress fate.    

Other than these, everyone also pursued the creation of offensive weapons, swords, and so on.    

It could be said that it was extremely rare to see a Crafting School forging a Sacred Artifact into an arena.    

After all, apart from using these weapons as an arena for everyone to fight, the true means of attack were most likely to use the arena as a mountain to crush down, forcibly colliding with the Saint Force.    

Of course, even so, the might of this arena was not simple. After all, not many people could resist the might of a Saint Weapon that was as large as a mountain.    

"These major powers are truly remarkable. They have invested so much divine materials into a single arena, even forging it into a peak Sacred Artifact." Ao Lingchen observed the arena beneath his feet, feeling deeply moved.    

Ao Lingchen discovered that ever since he entered this pure land, his horizons had been broadened. He had witnessed a treasure that he had never seen before.    

Compared to the Eastern Wastelands, which he had once lived in, the two of them were simply not comparable.    

During his time living in the Pure Land, Ao Lingchen had learned something from others. Most of the forces in the Pure Land came from the Central Plains, and only a few of them came from the Heavenly Pride.    

Ao Lingchen also knew that the Central Prefecture was indeed the center of martial arts. It had gathered the most inheritances in the world and possessed the most powerful inheritance, the Sacred Land.    

As the center of this world, the forces of the other major domains would try their best to move their families to the Central Prefecture once they had the foundation of a Martial Emperor.    

Many Sacred Lands in the Central Prefecture were filled with experts. This was how they were born. The Central Prefecture had gathered the top factions of the five large domains. This was also the reason why the other four large domains could not be compared to the Central Prefecture.    

However, even if it was not the Middle Continent, the factions of the other three regions alone were stronger than the Eastern Wastelands.    

The Eastern Wastelands had once been prosperous, and they had once dominated the world. Even the Central Plains had been suppressed by them. They had achieved the scene of thousands of races coming to the Eastern Wastelands, and all the Great Path Rulers were gathering together in the Eastern Wastelands. However, an intense battle had broken out in the Eastern Wastelands during the ancient times. A wonderful fight had broken out in the Eastern Wastelands, and a great battle had broken out between several undying beings. They had actually destroyed the Eastern Wastelands' spirit vein, causing the earth to sink. It caused the Eastern Wastelands' spirit energy to flow away, and eventually turned into a desolate land. It had turned into a desolate land that the other regions called a desolate land.    

After that ancient battle, the Eastern Wastelands had been completely destroyed. It went from glory to destruction, and from prosperity to a rural place that others talked about.    

After so many years, the Eastern Wastelands had never risen again.    

Because of the changes in the world, as long as one had a bit of strength, then the Eastern Wastelands' legacy would be destroyed. They would try their best to move to the Central Plains and try to take root in the fallen leaves in the Central Plains. The Central Essence Sect was like this all those years ago. Unfortunately, they were also sent back in the end. There was nothing they could do.    

The more he understood about this world, the more Ao Lingchen respected it.    

"In a while, I will have to confront these Supreme Heavenly Pride from the major powers in this arena. I'm looking forward to it." Ao Lingchen muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear. His eyes were filled with fighting spirit.    

Ao Lingchen was looking forward to this battle. After all, he could fight with the Heavenly Pride of these top inheritances, which would allow him to see his own weakness and increase his strength.    

Ao Lingchen was aware of his own strength. In the face of these Supreme Heavenly Pride, he was afraid that the only thing he could use was the Immortal Sword Technique, which was his capital.    

Apart from the Immortal Sword Technique, his combat strength was still slightly weaker compared to these Supreme Heavenly Pride.    

However, Ao Lingchen wasn't in a hurry. If he couldn't compare to them, it meant that he had more room for improvement. He was confident that one day, he would be able to catch up to these Supreme Heavenly Pride and defeat him.    

Vaguely, Ao Lingchen had a mysterious feeling that the Immortal Secret Realm was the fortune of his transformation, and he would be able to improve rapidly within it.    

The ten great Heavenly Prides were sizing up the arena. A box that was filled with an ancient aura appeared in Jiang Kong's hand. Inside the box were ten tokens.    

These tokens didn't look simple at all, and there was a dense monarch aura lingering on them.    

"This is actually a Sovereign Weapon." Ao Lingchen stared at the tokens in the box and sucked in a breath of cold air.    

He didn't expect these tokens to be a Sovereign Weapon. He never thought that these people would use a Sovereign Weapon as a draw token. This was too crazy and extravagant.    

Sure enough, it was as if he was verifying Luo Tian's thoughts. Jiang Kong looked around at the people around him. He spoke with a solemn tone, "I have ten tokens in my hand. These are the Sovereign Weapons provided by the Weapon Refining Sect. These Sovereign Weapons have corresponding numbers on them, one for each. One for each of you, two for each of you draw the corresponding number. They will become each other's opponents. The rules of the duel started from the beginning, and after entering the top 5, you will draw lots once again to decide your opponent. Now... You will draw lots to decide your opponent."    

Hearing Jiang Kong's words, Ao Lingchen and the others turned to look at the Sect Master of the Weapon Refining Sect.    

As expected, only this sect that specialized in artifact forging could have such an astonishing amount of resources. Only then would they be able to draw lots using a Sovereign Weapon.    

The Sect Master of the Weapon Refining Sect enjoyed the attention of the crowd.    

The Weapon Refining Sect strongly supported this year's Wind and Cloud Ranking Tournament. They had paid such a huge price, as well as the support of a Saint Weapon and a Sovereign Weapon. It was all for the sake of making use of this opportunity to make the Crafting School famous, so that the name of the Crafting School could be heard by all the other powers.    

In the past, the Crafting School only had one attitude, and that was to keep a low profile and try not to make a name for themselves.    

But now, they had changed their attitude. They wanted to use such a domineering attitude to proclaim the strength of the Crafting School. There was only one reason. This era was different. This was a golden age. One. In this era where the strong fought for supremacy, the strong would return. Low-profile might allow you to hide better, but it would also make you lose the spirit of competition.    

Besides, the existence of the Crafting School was very special. They were connected to many powerful factions. Many factions, many powerful individuals, owed the Crafting School a debt of gratitude. Even the stronger factions would covet the Crafting School's resources. They would covet the Heavenly Materials And Earthly Treasures and divine weapons they possessed, but they wouldn't dare to make a move against them.    

"The Crafting School has really made a name for themselves this time. What are they trying to do?" On the spectator stand, Long Teng narrowed his eyes and stared at the Sect Master of the Crafting School not too far away.    

It was a battle platform that provided peak Saint Weapons as well as a drawing of Emperor Weapons. This was completely different from how the Crafting School had kept a low profile in the past. If one were to say that the Crafting School had no other intentions... Long Teng would never believe that there were no other thoughts.    

"Not only has the Human Emperor's lineage appeared in the Human Clan, even the ancient gates have appeared. There must be some special reason behind this. In comparison, I don't care about the Crafting School." Huang Hunsheng said with a cold smile.    

Compared to the Crafting School, Huang Hunsheng paid more attention to Xuanyuan Taecheng and Gu Chuan, who were not too far away. The fact that the two of them were hiding behind the scenes made him feel even more pressured.    

"The most ancient sect of Human Clan has reappeared in this golden age. It can't be underestimated." Long Teng's tone was heavy. It was obvious that he was extremely wary of the ancient Dao Gate.    

He had previously seen records of the ancient Dao Gate in the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest's ancient texts. He clearly knew how terrifying the Human Clan's inheritance was.    

From the moment he saw the ancient river, many of the sages present had a premonition that a true great world was about to arrive. They had to make preparations as soon as possible.    

Although everyone was curious about the grand scheme of the Crafting School, they were also curious about what was going to happen next.    

But at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the stage. They were looking at the ten great Heavenly Prides that were about to be drawn. Everyone was looking forward to the battle of the top ten of the Wind Cloud Ranking.    

Under the gazes of the crowd, Jiang Kong lifted up the ten tokens in his chest with his Divine Sense. Under his control, the ten tokens began to spin at an incredible speed. The numbers on the tokens began to fade away, making it impossible for anyone to catch a glimpse of them.    

"Next, I will shoot these tokens into the sky. What you need to do is to collect one of them. You will fight according to the Sovereign Weapons that you have collected."    

Jiang Kong explained the rules of the drawing of lots to the ten people. Following this, a powerful sacred aura surged out from his body and surged onto the ten Emperor Weapons.    

"Whoosh!"    

A cold light flickered as ten streams of light shot into the sky like sword glows, resulting in a terrifying shockwave.    

The ten great tokens that symbolized the order of the duel shot out.    

- The content came from [Miegu Reading].