Chapter 633 – 628: Archaic Chosen, No Audience

Chapter 633 - 628: Archaic Chosen, No Audience

"..." The two looked at each other, confusion evident within their expressions. Were they late? Did they get the wrong time?

However, when their ship entered the airspace of the coliseum, they were hailed by a middle-aged man with a bun standing on the platform, his eyes betraying his annoyance. The middle-aged man was a Timelord, an existence that could establish their own legitimate force within the Aeternal Sky Starfield. Despite the vast disparity between truly top-tier powerhouses, his strength couldn't be underestimated.

With a swish, he soared upwards and met their ship. With noticeable haste in his tone, he urged: "Let's hurry and complete this tribulation."

Lin Xianxei's trimmed brows furrowed, "Why the rush, Timelord Duhan?" The rushing tone did not go unnoticed. She added, "there's no one here yet, not even the various elders to oversee the tribulation."

Timelord Duhan gave the Saintess a look, a little frustration in his eyes, there wasn't much respect either. But he answered nevertheless, "There will be no one else arriving today. I'll be conducting the Three Chosen Aspects Tribulation today, and I've been given that authority by Guardian Han. If you have any objections or concerns, you can forfeit your right to enter or bring it up to Guardian Han later." He brought out a white-colored token that had the nine-colored character for 'Guardian' on it.

Lin Xianxei and Lin Ming were taken aback. No one was coming? The elders aren't presiding over this event?! What the hell?!

"Where did they go? Why isn't anyone here? This is the Three Chosen Aspects Tribulation and will determine the status of Lin Ming as an officiated Chosen of our sect, a figure that can contest for the right to enter the Chosen King Competition. Do they take this lightly?" Lin Xianxei questioned. As she continued, her tone turned more and more dissatisfied and severe.

But Timelord Duhan was unaffected, he shruggingly said: "Not even your Sect Leader will be here, let alone anyone else. As for why they left, it's simple: The Golden Life Pavilion has just made an announcement regarding a new product they'll be releasing in the upcoming years. There's a product demonstration as well including a first-time auction, so everyone's there."

"..." The two Lin's were startled. Product demonstration? First-time auction? Golden Life Pavilion? The True Element Sect was mostly poor, so while it was somewhat reasonable for those special existences to participate, why would it urge everyone else to go? And couldn't they just send representatives, did they have to go themselves?!

Lin Xianxei was quick witted, so she immediately realized that this new product exceeded the importance of the Three Chosen Aspects Tribulation. She calmed herself down, asking: "What's the product?"

Timelord Duhan's eyes lit with excitement from that question, clearly energized at this topic. "No one knows the name or what it does, but the Golden Life Pavilion's Third Manager, Ma Zheng, has announced that it'll redefine the standards of cultivation! This was something he absolutely guaranteed! Furthermore, Alchemic Sovereign Ma Leihan had similarly bet his reputation on this matter."

"...Then, why did everyone leave? Couldn't they learn about it after?" Lin Ming grew confused.

Timelord Duhan gave Lin Ming a fleeting glance, seemingly dissatisfied with his ignorance. He didn't even feel like explaining, just saying: "Will you forfeit the tribulation or proceed? I don't have time to dilly-dally." Clearly, this figure that could establish a force with his own strength was unwilling to be here. From the twists of his lips to his lazy gaze, he revealed his disinterest.

Lin Ming frowned, rage simmering within his heart like molten water. He felt an urge to explode. This Timelord was treating him like a burden and a hassle, how humiliating was this?

The standard score for Realmlords was an average of 10,000 Spirit Units. While weaker realmlords, noticeably those from the Four Extreme Continent, averaged far lower. This was one of the reasons why Ming Yuling referred to Realmlords there as third-rate. She wasn't wrong. In fact, she was being kind.

Lin Ming was at the Spatial Resonance Phase with a Domain Seed. His energies were slightly more refined than standard, which subsequently led to his spiritual strength being elevated. After testing his score, he reached 13,700 Spirit Units. His nine-ring Soul Idol and Domain Seed were pushed to their limits.

'Even if no one is here, they'll all be awed when they return!' Was Lin Ming's thoughts as he held nothing back. He wanted to shock them even if they weren't here.

Even Timelord Duhan was shocked by Lin Ming's score, feeling that this kid might actually be exceptional. However, Spiritual Strength wasn't the only factor that determined combat strength. It was only reflective of one's foundation, not one's strength.

A child with the strength of an adult will never be an adult martial artist. It was that simple.

Lin Xianxei relaxed. The tribulation she feared most was the Human Tribulation. This absence of the crowd was a blessing in disguise. Without any competition, this period should be easily overcome.

...Is what she thought.

"The last tribulation, the War Tribulation, shall proceed when you're ready," Timelord Duhan announced to Lin Ming.

Lin Ming was ready, bringing out the Origin Spear. This was his most difficult test. Unlike the War Devil Realm, fighting those third-rate Realmlords under the suppression of the Season of Regression, this would be a genuine fight with an expert at this level. He was stoked, but also nervous. With a brief glance, he looked at Lin Xianxei.

She noticed his action and gave a beautiful smile, and a nod of confidence. She believed in him.

This warmed his heart. Even if the world was absent, as long as your eyes were on me, I'll push forward fearlessly. No matter the obstacle! Those thoughts echoed in his heart as his grip on the Origin Spear grew tighter.

With a heroic stance, he asked: "Who will be my opponent?" The fearless light in his eyes was radiant, absolutely blinding.

Timelord Duhan nodded, having a faint wisp of respect grow in his heart. While this Archaic Chosen was insignificant in the eyes of most, he had a trace of anticipation on his heart. With a crack of his neck, he pulled at his outer robes and pulled.

The robe was removed, revealing a set of pristinely white battle armor underneath. It was metallic in design and well structured. It covered all his vitals, his limbs, and he lifted an extendable portion beneath his chin, covering his mouth and nose.

With a clink, the mask and armor tightened. The surface of the white armor started to flicker with faint runes. It was clearly a high-grade astral armament. With a wave of his hand, a halberd with a curved blade was withdrawn from his spatial ring. With a heavy grab, he slammed the round pommel on the platform and that stirred the air into a frenzy.

"Your opponent is me." As Timelord Duhan spoke, his voice reverberated with a tremendous wave of power... It sounded deeper, deadlier.