Chapter 276 - 273: G.S.T, Zuhei

Chapter 276 - 273: G.S.T, Zuhei

"The Grand Spirit Trials BEGINS NOW! To all participants: Good Luck and SURVIVE!" A voice explosively echoed throughout the world, kicking off the start of the trials. The sound waves of this voice washed over the entire planet while various formations linked with spatial energies were activated, settled within certain areas. Randomly, all participants were sent off, their bodies shrouded by indiscinerable comets as they shot into the planet’s surface.

It was a grand sight for those who were spectating, with a scene similar to a meteor storm striking the planet.

The Grand Spirit Trials was unlike any competition in the last millennia, with the four hegemons participating and including their nurtured elite geniuses. A clash of talent, resources, and luck was bound to begin, with the likelihood that various geniuses will fall today. This caused the blood of these youths to burn, wishing to establish their mark in the history books and claim their names as the victor amongst all the youths of the starfield.

While the San Clan was excluded from this competition, by choice it seems, those in the know were aware of their fruitless nepotistic practices that caused their pool of talent to be narrow and fragile. Despite the overabundance of resources gathered by the starfield’s forces and offered as tributes, their desire to keep their bloodline pure and defined had led to the decline of their talents.

It was merely due to their two invincible Realmlords that their positions as the leader of the starfield remained uncontested today. If this situation changed...

Before long, all the geniuses had landed. The trial had truly begun.

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Woosh!

Boosh!!

A comet of spatial energies crashed in a forest within Junia, located on the western hemisphere of the planet. The surroundings were rich and lush, filled with tall trees, vines, and shuttling noises. The whistle of the wind instilled a natural ambiance alongside a scent of uncertainty.

The slender figure within the comet was slowly revealed as the spatial energies started to dissipate. A male, a beastman, with scarlet eyes and bare feet was standing tall. His long silver hair was styled in a rope-braided ponytail that reached his ankles, and two lockets of hair hung before his forehead on both sides. His pale face and its features were beautiful, like a silver moon that hung within the night sky.

It was merely his scarlet eyes that caused a difference, containing a calm yet feral light.

Zuhei calmly let out a breath.

Swish!

His slender figure was immediately overtaken by a large, burly figure seven times his stature. A shadow was overcast and before a movement could be made, a pair of hair, muscular arms were lifted and crushed towards his head. A grunting roar followed, primal and vicious.

BOOM!

The two arms landed on his figure. The ground quaked, and the location he stood shattered and the earth fragmented into shards and bits. Those arms belonged to a large primate. It had black hair and feral eyes, seemingly mad and filled with profound violence. It was an ape that stood over fifteen meters in height and seemed like a small mountain. Despite its size, its speed was swift.

"Fuck. I can’t even take a look without being attacked?" A calm, slightly annoyed voice resounded beneath the burly arms of the ape. The dust soon settled. Zuhei stood calmly with his two arms pushed upwards as if holding the sky, but within his arms were two sets of powerful arms.

Myriad Monarch Participant.

Soul Idol Cultivation.

Spirit Points: -5.

His left eyelids began to twitch. Right, he can’t kill.

"Fuck." He had forgotten. His heart of slaughter and battle was too strong, so he held nothing back in his attack. Unlike his fight with Duke Zhao where he was under explicit orders, he was given no instructions and let loose. His actions had caused the death of the Black-Earth Ape and thus the penalty of his points.

To make up for this, he would have to capture an additional beast of that level. "Fuck it all. Anyways, it doesn’t matter this round. The true trial is the next one." Indeed, this round was just an accumulation of points, but the next round allowed challenges and plundering of other points. Why would he bother himself with this round?

Thud! Boosh!

Just as he was about to walk off, ignoring the large collapsing body behind him, his jade tablet lit once more.

Myriad Monarch Participant.

Soul Idol Cultivation.

Spirit Points: -5.

Qualification for Next Round: Not Met.

He was taken aback by the sudden additional line. Did that mean he needed to have a positive score to move on? This wasn’t mentioned before. When his thoughts reached this point, he audibly groaned with a rather loud ’fuck’. It made sense, but he disliked it nevertheless. He shrugged off his discontent, not willing to be a child about these matters.

He spread out his spiritual sense and felt immediately impeded by a powerful force. Frowning, he realized there was a formation in effect that suppressed the spiritual senses of others. This meant finding beasts would be fairly difficult and rely on both luck and effort. Fortunately, while it was suppressed, he could still observe the surrounding hundred miles.

He carelessly picked a random location and departed like a vanishing shadow.

What Zuhei hadn’t realized was that the killing of beasts was not simply an act of his. To survive, holding back was difficult, and running away from stronger beasts was nearly impossible. Therefore, these participants would fight and kill to preserve their lives, leaving them with a negative score. If one overestimated their strength, provoking a beast stronger than them, they could only cry and depart early.

Either to the yellow springs or back home.

The first trial might seem irrelevant on the outside, but it was also an elimination round. With a limited amount of beasts available throughout the planet and a long four-month term, the battles will be fierce and heated. Panic soon settled in the hearts of many.

They realized...

This trial wasn’t so simple.