Heaven Devouring Sword Lord

For this world to exist from the Primordial Era until now, it was simply a miracle. Ye Tian naturally knew that things were not so simple, and that there were many things that were similar to the outside world, which made him have to be extremely careful.

If the people of this world would not deal with him, then the people who survived from other times in other worlds would not be so kind!

Ye Tian did not linger at the God Hand Pavilion, he had many doubts in his heart waiting for him to confirm.

This time, Ye Tian was naturally going to the Scouting City's City Lord's Mansion, because the Wind Patrol Tribe's Large Competition that was held every three years was about to begin.

I hope that father hasn't entered this world yet, and that he is still alive. As long as he is still alive, there will be a day when he will have the chance to leave the Thunder Calamity Forbidden Area, and then, little sister and wet nurse will have no worries. "

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In a blink of an eye, two days had passed. Ye Tian had already arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, sold some decent quality combat weapons, and stayed at an inn in the City Lord's Mansion.

Tomorrow would be the day of the competition for the younger generation of the Scouting Tribe. Any cultivator under the Dao entry level realm could participate in this competition, and once they were placed in the top three, they would be able to represent the Scouting Wind Clan to meet the firewood competition of the world of fire and compete for the approval of the fire cauldron.

"Right now, my goal is to first obtain the approval of the Fire Cauldron. Only then will I have the strength to protect myself in this world. Otherwise, with my current cultivation, I am truly too weak."

Ye Tian walked out of the inn, and headed to the gigantic stage of the City Lord's Mansion, and held the Large Competition.

This was a huge stage that was at least a few hundred meters wide, and below the stage were many people, most of them were young elites, of course there were some older cultivators who wanted to try it, because firewood competition did not restrict people's age, but only limited the cultivation realm of the cultivators.

It could be said that it was a sea of people, or at least a few thousand. But thankfully, although the Scouting Tribe was built on top of a tall mountain, the mountain peak was several thousand meters wide, and not only were there many grand buildings on it, the tribe's cultivators were also living and cultivating on it, and there was even a huge training field in the middle of it.

And this competition arena was right in the middle of the training field.

As time passed, the golden sun in the sky carried an astonishing heat as it roasted the earth, causing the spectators to sweat profusely. However, to cultivators, the heat of this sunlight was nothing.

Everyone be quiet for a moment, since everyone is almost here, then we will be preparing to hold this competition, remember your goal, to fight your opponent, and obtain the qualifications to be in firewood competition, our Scouting Wind Tribe is a tribe's medium-sized tribe, we have three spots to participate in the competition, although it sounds like a lot, but I hope you will not be careless, okay, rules are always the same, I will not speak anymore, after the third chime, the competition officially begins.

The one who spoke was a youth covered in purple flames. His entire body was enveloped in the purple flames, but from his voice, one could tell that he was actually very young, without the slightest sense of vicissitudes of life.

Even if he was a fire god, he stood high up in the air above the arena.

This figure looked like a fire god. It was the city lord of Scouting City and also the chief of the Scouting Tribe.

When Lord of Windward City's voice fell, it exploded beside everyone present's ears. Even though his voice wasn't loud, it strangely spread to every corner of the square.

All of the cultivators and spectators were shocked by the mayor's power. Their eyes were filled with admiration and respect.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Three bell chimes rang out in the air. These were the bell chimes for the competition. With one chime, it meant the start of the competition.

The rules of the competition were simple, it was to beat everyone, and in the end the three who were able to stand, were the victors, only then would they have the chance to participate in the firewood competition.

Ye Tian was not eye-catching amongst this large group of people, his realm was at the bottom level among the participants, no, if we were to divide it based on the number of participants, his realm would be at the bottom.

This was because after three tolls, the weaker cultivators all left the battlefield and became spectators. They were well aware that the Scouting Tribe was not some small tribe, and they didn't have five or six thousand experts. There were at least one or two thousand, but only the experts among them had the chance to win. If he rashly entered the battlefield, he would only end up getting beaten up. Although killing was not allowed, he could get hurt easily.

Originally, thousands of cultivators on the huge training field were preparing to join the battle, but in reality, they were only putting on an act and leaving with their tails between their legs as the bell rang.

In this vast martial arts arena, there were only a few hundred cultivators left. The weakest among these cultivators was their Ninth Sky of the Rotary Sea Realm, the strongest had reached the Soul Realm Ninth Heaven, or even half a step into the Dao entry level realm.

Of course, it was usually impossible for cultivators with Roulette to have a chance. They did not do it for the sake of obtaining victory, they only wanted to exchange blows with experts.

But Ye Tian was different, his goal was to get one of the spots and successfully obtain the inheritance.

The crowd of cultivators could not even imagine what Ye Tian was thinking, they would not even think about it.

Immediately, a cultivator of the first sky of Soul Realm found Ye Tian.

"Kid, I advise you to admit defeat. I will not show mercy when I attack. Although killing is not allowed in the tribe, it is still okay to teach people a lesson and let them remember it well." He looked to be about forty years old, with a rough appearance, but at the moment, he was facing Ye Tian.

Ye Tian smiled slightly and said: "My hands are itchy and I wanted to find someone to practice with. I never thought that you would be the first to present yourself to me, then I will reject you."

"You're looking for a beating!" "His eloquence is so great, I wonder if his strength is really that great." The middle-aged man said angrily.

Although his realm was one small stage higher than Ye Tian's, he was very confident in the strength of his own body. His physical body's strength had already reached the fifth stage of the Soul Realm, a full four small levels higher than his own, and with his astonishing physical body's strength, he would usually be able to easily defeat opponents of the same realm.

In his eyes, Ye Tian was merely a talented little fellow whose cultivation speed could be considered to be not bad. But now, looking at Ye Tian's skinny body, his eyes were filled with thick disdain.