Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Above the Ancient Divine Abyss.

Fang Tianchi and Zhao Xing both ascended into the air simultaneously.

The two of them faced each other across the void.

Between them were two silver scrolls, and they were signing a contract.

This battle could well determine the survival of their clans.

It was naturally not a matter of mere words.

While they were signing the contract, Fang Tianmiao and others, along with the Sacred Venerate Realm experts of the Martial Clan, were also busy above the Ancient Divine Abyss.

Large rocks were being condensed from the power of gold.

Then, the Tiance Clan's experts laid down a formidable protection barrier, enveloping the entire arena within it.

The confrontation of Sacred Venerate Realm experts could destroy the heavens and the earth.

If there were no arena,

and no barrier protection,

even the residual waves from their confrontation could destroy the entire Ancient Divine Abyss.

"Fang Tianchi, I really didn't expect that your Tiance Clan would have the guts to challenge our Martial Clan with force…" Zhao Xing's face was full of ridicule.

In the vast Mysterious Realm.

The Martial Clan had always prided itself as the foremost in martial arts.

The Tiance Clan excelled in the art of fate calculation.

Each had their own merits!

But when it came to martial arts, the Tiance Clan was indeed significantly inferior to the Martial Clan, which was why the experts of the Martial Clan were so furious upon receiving the Tiance challenge.

After all.

Being challenged in their most powerful and honored domain.

How could they not be angry?

Fang Tianchi looked expressionlessly at Zhao Xing and sneered, "Your Martial Clan is not invincible; why should I be afraid to challenge you?"

He was hinting at the incident where Zhao Wuji overthrew the Hall of Longevity.

Although the Hall of Longevity's rule over the Qingtian Realm was overturned by Zhao Wuji, the Martial Clan also suffered a heavy blow, losing countless experts. For this reason, the Martial Clan had been subdued for over ten thousand years; otherwise, with their ambition, they would have left the Mysterious Realm and dominated the Qingtian Realm long ago.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Xing snorted coldly, knowing that Fang Tianchi was hinting at this incident, which was indeed the lifelong shame of all Martial Clan members. With a wave of his hand, he retrieved one of the scrolls, saying coldly, "Don't celebrate too soon, for after today, your Tiance Clan will have no place to stand in the Mysterious Realm!"

"We'll see!" Fang Tianchi also collected his scroll, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and snorted coldly.

The two turned their backs on each other.

Returning to their respective sides.

On the side of the Martial Clan…

Apart from the Martial Clan's experts, there were also strong experts from the Monster Tribe, Sun Tribe, and Witch Tribe gathered, with over thirty Sacred Venerate Realm experts alone. After all, this was the gathered peak power of the four ancient tribes; if an all-out war broke out, the Tiance Clan and the Water Tribe together would be no match for them.

The stronger the lineup on the Martial Clan's side, the more the Tiance Clan was grateful for heeding Xiao Yi's advice.

To take the initiative and issue a challenge.

This was how they gained a slight advantage.

At this moment.

The arena above the Ancient Divine Abyss was fully formed, appearing to be only a hundred miles in length and width, but internally it was a world of its own.

The interior span was vast enough to compare to a small country.

"Since it is a competition, a referee is naturally indispensable. How about each of us appointing an expert to serve as a referee?" Fang Tianchi asked loudly.

Zhao Xing nodded and glanced at the Sun Tribe's chieftain, Luo Sen.

Luo Sen responded with a hum and shot skyward.

Hovering above the arena.

This Luo Sen's cultivation had reached the 4,900 steps of the Great Dao, just one step short of the Grand Elder Zhao Xing and Fang Tianchi. His eyes were like lightning, with a golden halo suspended and sinking behind him, radiating brilliance as dazzling as the scorching sun.

Fang Tianchi glanced at Poseidon, who had a head full of golden hair beside him, and said, "Chieftain Poseidon, I entrust this task of refereeing to you!"

"No problem!"

Poseidon stood atop a massive wave, with the azure sea forming a throne to bear his body as he flew into the sky.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with Luo Sen.

The two chieftains of the Sun Tribe and Water Tribe stared at each other and simultaneously snorted coldly. Luo Sen took the lead and said assertively, "This competition will be divided into three rounds. The first round is an individual battle, consisting of three bouts, each side dispatching three experts to duel on the arena. The first to win two out of three wins the round!"

"The second round is a capture-the-flag team battle, where each side can dispatch ten experts, and the first to capture the opponent's battle flag within the arena wins!"

Poseidon gently tapped the armrest with his fingers, his voice rolling like the tide, "The third round is the peak battle, where the strongest from each side will fight to determine the winner. Of course, if either side achieves a total victory in the first two rounds, the third round won't be necessary. The first round of the individual battles is about to begin; Zhao Xing, Mr. Fang, please submit your match lists!"

Zhao Xing waved his hand and sent out a jade plaque, which fell into Poseidon's hand, "This is the list of experts our clan will dispatch; now it's your turn!"

"This is the list from our Tiance Clan!" Fang Tianchi similarly sent out a jade plaque.

Poseidon and Luo Sen checked the lists and battle order within the jade plaques.

Luo Sen's expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of astonishment, "This, this…"

"Luo Sen, are you handling this or not? If not, then let me do it!"

Poseidon snorted coldly and then announced, "On the side of the Martial Clan, the first battle will feature Grand Elder Zhao Xing, the second battle will feature Third Elder Zhao Yu, and the third battle will feature Second Elder Zhao Jin."

"The Grand Elder's arrangement is brilliant indeed!"

"The Grand Elder has cultivated 5,000 steps of the Great Dao, second only to the clan leader among the Martial Clan; unless the Tiance Clan sends Fang Tianchi, no one can match him…"

"Among them, Zhao Yu is the weakest, yet even he has the power of 2,500 steps. Even if this round is lost, they have the final round with Zhao Jin, who has 4,000 steps, ensuring everything is foolproof. Three battles, two wins—this round's result is already decided!"

"Indeed, the Grand Elder is a sage of strategies!"

The experts on the Martial Clan's side flattered profusely.

Causing the smile on Zhao Xing's face to grow ever brighter.

Only…

When he heard Poseidon's next words, the smile vanished from his face: "On the Tiance side, the first match will have Fang Qingyun, the second match will have Fang Tianmiao, and the third match will have Fang Tianchi!"

"What?"

"The first match isn't Fang Tianchi?"

"Sending Fang Qingyun, who has only 1,500 steps of the Great Dao, to fight the Grand Elder? Isn't that a suicide mission?"

"No, look carefully at the participants for the second and third matches. Fang Tianmiao, although just reaching 2,000 steps, is well-versed in destinies and could once challenge the Sacred Venerate before his breakthrough. With his current cultivation, his match against Zhao Yu is still uncertain, and in the third match, Fang Tianchi can easily crush Zhao Jin…"

"Does this mean the second match between Fang Tianmiao and Zhao Yu is the pivotal one?"

"Exactly!"

"The Tiance Clan's arrangement of the battlers and their order is truly exquisite, seamless; a round where the Martial Clan seemed bound to win is now shrouded in mystery…"

"I, I think I understand why the Tiance Clan insisted on dividing the individual battle into three matches!"

"You mean they anticipated the Martial Clan's arrangement all along?"

"They've been tricked!"

Listening to the surrounding discussions and seeing the confident and smug smiles on the faces of Fang Tianchi and others, Zhao Xing crushed the armrest under his hand, with anger and blood mixing in his eyes, finally realizing he had been fooled.

Thinking he was clever with his arrangement.

But he had walked straight into the trap set by the others…