The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn-Chapter 27: Sects

"Kekekeke!"

The black mist surged, and demonic energy overflowed.

The eerie laughter shook the mountains and rivers, turning countless piles of skulls into powder.

"The Ancient Battle Arena for the Talented has finally opened. We have waited for this day for so long."

A grim black banner fluttered in the void, with countless grotesque soul forms emitting silent screams, sending shivers down the spine.

A massive white bone throne loomed over the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

"I give you a task: kill all the righteous geniuses, let them tremble beneath the feet of the demons!"

"Yes!"

One by one, beams of demonic light soared to the heavens.

They charged into the massive vortex.

Demon Realm.

A gigantic figure crushed the mountains and rivers beneath its feet, with massive wings that blocked the sun.

This massive figure resembled both a dragon and a phoenix, with eight legs and four wings, like a fusion of all beings.

"Greetings, Demon Emperor!"

The countless spirits bowed in reverence.

"The Ancient Battle Arena for the Talented has opened. I need the blood essence of the strongest human geniuses."

"Bring them to me, and I will ascend to the position of Demon King, personally teaching them the supreme demon arts!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Thousands of demons surged into the sky.

A small, dull-winged sparrow looked up at the sky.

"In this life, I will slay the Demon Emperor of All Spirits and bring peace to the demon race!"

Buddha Realm.

The ancient Buddha descended into the world.

Ghost Realm.

The Ghost Emperor awakened.

The Ancient Battle Arena for the Talented seemed to be merely a contest between the young generation of geniuses, but in reality, it was a battle of the great world.

The one who claims the top spot will receive the favor of the world and achieve an immortal legacy.

Middle State, Jiulong Valley.

This place is surrounded by nine mountains, with magnificent scenery. The central valley, like nine dragons fighting for a pearl, is extraordinarily mysterious.

The most uptodate nove𝙡s are published on frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓.

Here lies a sect, called the Dragon Cultivation Sect, but now the sect is trembling.

Because powerful beings have arrived.

Many, many powerful beings. Some would never see this many strong cultivators in their lifetime.

The first to arrive, naturally, was the Middle State Dynasty.

Not only did powerful disciples from great sects come to challenge the Ancient Battle Arena for the Talented, but many smaller sects and independent cultivators also joined.

The Middle State Dynasty is one of the top forces in the vast wilderness, and the human forces in the wilderness can be summed up in a single rhyme.

"One sect, three dynasties, and five sects, above and below, I reign supreme."

In total, there are nine major forces, the nine most powerful forces on the first layer of the Celestial Realm.

The "One Sect" is called the Wan Gu Sect, which has a long history and exists as a giant not only in the first layer of the Celestial Realm but across all nine layers.

The "Three Dynasties" are the Middle State Dynasty, the Jiuli Heavenly Dynasty, and the Supreme Imperial Dynasty.

The "Five Sect" are the Grand Dao Sect, the Yin-Yang Law Sect, the Supreme Sword Sect, the Mountain and River Pagoda Sect, and the Tribulation Sect.

This isn't the absolute list of the nine forces, though many think the latter half of the rhyme "Above and below, I reign supreme" is just meant to complement the first part.

But that's not the case.

In the heavens, there is the Sky Pavilion.

In the underground, there is Youming.

These two forces rarely act in the outside world. Many of their disciples are solitary, but they can be temporarily ignored.

However, whenever the disciples of these two forces appear, they will be world-shaking geniuses, future contenders for the throne of the Emperor.

"The Yin-Yang Law Sect has arrived!"

A wandering cultivator exclaimed in surprise.

A black-and-white ship crushed the clouds as it descended from the sky. Those aboard were all handsome men and beautiful women.

They wore black and white robes and had an otherworldly air.

However, this sect is often criticized. The Yin-Yang Law Sect is regular, but its affiliated sects are something else.

That would be the He Huan Sect, which is famous across the vast wilderness.

With 1,723 He Huan Pavilions spread across the major cities of the wilderness, always packed to capacity, their business booming.

"What the hell, look at their clothes, has the Yin-Yang Law Sect already decided on their Holy Son and Holy Daughter so quickly?"

Among the many black-and-white robes, a man stood out in white, tall and handsome, his eyes like the stars.

This was Yang Wufa, the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Law Sect.

Beside him stood a woman, as beautiful as a country’s treasure, her appearance as perfect as a piece of flawless glass, pure and clear. With just one glance, anyone would feel ashamed of themselves.

This was Luo Yuan, the Holy Daughter of the Yin-Yang Law Sect.

"Every time, the Yin-Yang Law Sect chooses their Holy Son and Holy Daughter the earliest, and they are always exceptionally strong. I think the Yin-Yang Law Sect really has a special way of selecting their Holy Son and Holy Daughter."

"Do you think this pair will become Dao partners?"

"Possibly, every time the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Yin-Yang Law Sect end up as Dao partners. After all, one is Yin, and the other is Yang. Who can resist the allure of the Yin-Yang Dao?"

At that moment, a sword hum rang through the heavens and earth.

A sword!

In an instant, every cultivator's sword seemed to go mad, shaking uncontrollably.

Dozens of sword beams pierced the sky, and cultivators dressed in uniform robes stepped on their swords, riding them through the air.

"The Supreme Sword Sect has arrived!"

"My God, the sword intent is so strong, I feel like my magic sword is lucky it's not human, or else it would jump out of its sheath and bow to the Supreme Sword Sect members."

"My sword feels ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ ashamed and is about to shatter..."

"There’s no sword cultivator in the world like the Supreme Sword Sect, they're too powerful."

By the time Lu Ye and the others arrived, Jiulong Valley was already packed.

Almost all the sects had arrived.

Only the two most distant empires had yet to make their appearance.

When the Grand Dao Sect arrived, it once again caused a stir.

Although the Grand Dao Sect didn’t seem to specialize in anything particular, they were truly powerful in every aspect, being top-tier in all fields.

So much so that, among the Five Sects, the Grand Dao Sect was usually ranked first.

The arrival of the Grand Dao Sect immediately attracted the attention of many strong cultivators, and many sharp gazes began sizing up Lu Ye and the others, their eyes glowing with battle intent.

Not only did they observe the Grand Dao Sect with battle intent, but there was also a palpable battle intent between the various sects themselves.

This was the first meeting of the new generation of disciples from the various sects.

Which genius didn’t dream of dominating their peers and rising to power with an invincible stance?

Lu Ye’s gaze also swept over the young cultivators, his eyes filled with a faint trace of reminiscence. Among the group of people present, some he had personally killed, and some would die in future battles.

The road of cultivation is paved with white bones, as expected.

Linghu Wushuang and the others gathered around, actively starting to explain who the powerful cultivators were and who the strong enemies were.

What did they know? Lu Ye was far more aware than they were.

For instance, the Yang Wufa they had just mentioned—Lu Ye clearly remembered how tough his bones were. When he shattered his head back then, Lu Ye’s fist ached terribly.

Time passed.

Yang Wufa wore a smile as he walked toward the Grand Dao Sect.

His target was clear: Chu Ling, Yue Hongling, and Xiao Huayong.

The Grand Dao Sect wasn’t the first to catch his attention.

"Greetings, Fair Maiden. I am Yang Wufa, the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Law Sect. May I ask for your name?"

"Greetings, fellow cultivator. My name is Xiao Huayong."

Xiao Huayong’s tone was cold, but she still responded politely.

Yang Wufa smiled and nodded, not lingering on the conversation, as though he was merely asking for a name.

"Greetings, Fair Maiden, I—"

"Get lost!"

Yue Hongling’s sharp "Get lost!" came crashing into him.

Yang Wufa’s smile froze on his face.

"I am the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang—"

"Did you hear me? I told you to get lost!" Yue Hongling’s eyes widened furiously.

Yang Wufa...

Don’t get angry, don’t get angry. If you get angry, no one will replace you when you fall ill.

His smile disappeared, and when he looked at Chu Ling, it returned once more.

Chu Ling didn’t waste words; her magic sword was already drawn.

Come on, I’ll cut you down!

Yang Wufa...

Alright, really alright!