Chapter 464 - Zhao Wuji

Chapter 464 - Zhao Wuji

When the disciples of the Ancient Demon Domain saw Huangfu Qi, they were all shocked because she was just too young. She was likely the youngest among the eighty thousand people present, yet she was stronger than the average participant too.

“Little girl, are ... are you here to register?” the disciple asked, his voice trembling.

“Yes. My name is Huangfu Qi,” said Huangfu Qi with a killer smile. Her eyes turned into crescents.

“Oh ...” The disciples recorded her personal information while in a state of shock.

She had attracted many people’s attention too. Many started to point and talk about the little girl in shocked tones. During registration, Huangfu Qi had said that she was at the Fourth Passage Stage, and this news spread like wildfire among the crowd.

She was not even ten, yet she was already at the Fourth Passage Stage. She was likely the most prodigious participant there. Since she was with Long Chen, everyone had assumed that she was his family member. They had not expected her to be here for registration, or that she would be at the terrifying Fourth Passage Stage.

The further one progressed on the path of cultivation, the larger the distance between each stage. Therefore, defeating an opponent beyond your own tier was almost impossible. Almost no one was like Long Chen, who possessed advanced Heaven-tier body toughness at the Ninth River Stage. It was Long Chen’s tough body that allowed him to challenge opponents beyond his level.

Participants at the First Passage Stage could easily be disqualified in the qualifiers, while Fourth Passage Stage cultivators could progress far without difficulty.

That was why everyone was so impressed. To them, Huangfu Qi would likely become a celebrity in the Ancient Demon Domain in the near future.

While Huangfu Qi attracted everyone’s attention, Long Chen attracted none despite standing behind her.

Huangfu Qi stood aside and said sweetly, “Big Brother, I’m done. I’ll wait for you.”

Everyone suddenly looked at Long Chen with jealousy and admiration. They guessed that Long Chen and Huangfu Qi were merely acquaintances, yet he had managed to earn her affection. He was likely going to pass the qualifiers just by relying on Huangfu Qi. Diiscover new stories at novelhall.com

Long Chen walked up to the front.

This was a crucial test for whether the Jiang Cheng identity could be used. Long Chen took out the important golden identity token and gave it to the Ancient Demon Domain disciple.

The disciple was about to inspect it when a loud rumbling came from behind Long Chen. He turned and saw a large stallion-type beast on the horizon. Two people were riding on it, and they were rushing over. This stallion beast was likely at the Heaven-tier, so it was very fast. In just a moment, it stopped behind Long Chen and the riders dismounted.

The first to dismount was a teenager dressed as a servant. After he leaped off the horse’s back, he immediately bent over in an ingratiating manner so that the teenager on the horse could step on his back and dismount.

The teenager was about fourteen years old, which was younger than Xiaolang was when Long Chen met him. His features were clean and he was thin. The thick fragrance of makeup powder wafted off his body. However, it was undeniable that he was very powerful. Long Chen guessed that he was at the Fourth River Stage.

Fourteen years old, Fourth River Stage. Although he was not as good as Huangfu Qi, he was much, much better than Long Chen.

Long Chen was too lazy to argue.

That Jiang Cheng identity token was usable after all. Long Chen privately reminded himself that he was now Jiang Cheng.

In the Ancient Demon Domain, where masters were as common as clouds, the name “Jiang Cheng” was destined to shine even brighter than Zhao Wuji!

Just as Long Chen was registering, Zhao Wuji’s servant finally spotted Long Chen and Huangfu Qi. His expression turned malicious, and he whispered a few words into Zhao Wuji’s ear.

After Zhao Wuji heard him, he slapped the servant so hard that he spun a full circle. Even his teeth almost fell out.

Zhao Wuji did not even look at Long Chen, but instead turned towards the Ancient Demon Domain while waiting for the qualifiers to begin.

After he told on us, he was slapped? Probably a punishment for embarrassing him. However, Zhao Wuji has likely made a mental note about me, thought Long Chen.

Someone announced that the qualifiers would begin in an hour’s time.

It was the qualifiers of the Ancient Demon Domain after all, so it was especially grand!

“An hour?” Long Chen estimated that just moving the whole crowd of eighty thousand people would take almost one hour. There were just too many people. All he could see was a sea of people.

Huangfu Qi was the only person he knew. No one dared get close to them, mainly because Huangfu Qi shone too brightly. Standing next to her would merely make them look pathetic.

With the disciples at the head of the crowd, Long Chen followed everyone towards the Ancient Demon Domain’s entrance. The entrance was actually two mountains that looked like sharp, gray swords. Between them was a large, black door that opened to a pitch-black whirlpool. The gravity inside was capable of sucking them in.

“Qi Qi, do you know anything about the qualifiers of the Ancient Demon Domain?” Long Chen’s brows were deeply furrowed as he stared at the door.

He felt a strange but terrifying aura coming from within the door. It seemed familiar, yet much stronger than what he could recall.

“Of course I do. The first round is meant to test the toughness of the body and mind. The cultivation techniques of the Ancient Demon Domain usually have high requirements for the body, hence the reason why they designed this round. After we pass through this entrance, we will arrive in a place called the Black Prison. The deeper you go, the stronger the gravity. We will travel through the Black Prison while the cultivators of the Ancient Demon Domain watch, and you cannot use even a trace of Qi for this! If you use your Qi, you will be disqualified immediately!”

“Gravity?” That was why he thought it was so familiar. It was gravity similar to the Star Devil Prison, though this prison gave him a suffocating feeling even from far away. The gravity was likely very strong there.

After she spoke, a person at the entrance shot up into the sky and stopped mid-air. The crowd gasped, impressed.

Long Chen looked at him in awe too. He was a man who was about thirty years old with pencil-straight posture and handsome features. His expression was cold, and he wore a suit of pitch-black armor. Even his head was covered with a black helmet, and he wore long, black boots. He radiated the aura of heroism.

“Demon General!” cried the crowd.