Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 678 Prelude Of The Profound Convention (1)

Two days passed by in a blink of an eye. Today, the atmosphere in the city was more bustling than usual because the profound convention would start soon.

Countless citizens had long camped outside a giant coliseum located in the northern part of the city. This coliseum was well known as the Nine Profound Arena. On a normal day, there would be a show of human slaves battling against profound beasts.

The arena was built with precious stones neatly arranged into a sixty-meter-high building. The area inside was vast. It could easily contain more than a hundred thousand people with no problem.

At the center laid a three hundred kilometers wide platforms. It was the battlefield of the nine clans' younger generations to compete for today's number one position.

The platform was surrounded by an incomparably enormous viewing gallery. Now, rows of seats were already occupied by over eighty percent. Those with more wealth would sit closer to the platform. Not only could they see the battle clearly, but they also witnessed the higher echelons of the Western Continent up close. They didn't care how much money they needed to throw in. This kind of opportunity was hard to come by, after all.

A large number of figures flew over from different directions. Just by a faint aura coming out of them, everyone could see how terrifying their profound strength was.

When they arrived at the honorably viewing area specially prepared for them, these people carefully descended into their seats. Of course, their seats arrangement wasn't casual but rather harsh. Each of the seats held an eye-catching profound light. In the profound light, the names of different clans were engraved. The visitors of the same clan were all concentrated in one place, and there was no interlacing.

The highest seat was naturally reserved for the most powerful person. In this case, it was no other than Tianqi Junlai.

"How have you been, Patriarch Tianqi? My children told me about the incident in your pavilion two days ago. Nothing serious happened, right?" A bulky middle-aged man with a messy black beard greeted Tianqi Junlai with concern. As he raised his arm, thick black fur could be seen underneath his sleeves. He was the current patriarch of the Netherworld Wolf Clan, Lang Mo.

Tianqi Junlai tilted his head slightly and replied with a faint smile. "It's just a few rats showing up."

Lang Mo laughed slightly and turned to look at Zi Jinghu on his left. "I heard that your son will participate in the battle today. How confident you are?"

Zi Jinghu snorted. "Hmph! Don't think that because your son has a bit of talent, and he could win my son. Let's wait and see."

Lang Mo laughed even louder. "Haha! Patriarch Zi, your bragging skill truly makes me ashamed. I will give you the first place for that."

Zi Jinghu let out a cold snort and didn't bother to take care of Lang Mo further. He turned to his son, who sat beside him and said through a sound transmission. "I will beat you up if you lose my face today."

Zi Mo smiled bitterly upon hearing this. It was true that he was arrogant and proud of his own talent, but he didn't think he could win against a freak like Lang Mian. It would be a miracle if he could beat the latter a few punches.

After a while, a few beautiful figures suddenly appeared in the sky, flying towards the platform. Several low classes immediately sounded as they approached.

"It's the Heavenly Fox Clan's Matriarch and Fairy Bi You!"

Leading in the front was a tall, peerless woman with an almost perfect appearance. Whether it was her front or back, they were bountiful and mesmerizing. Her entire body constantly exuded endless charms that instantly reaped countless men's souls. She was the current matriarch of the Heavenly Fox Clan, Bi Xian.

Following behind were Bi You and clan elders. They were all female with superb appearances, not much inferior to Bi Xian.

"I've long heard about the Heavenly Fox's charms. They are even more exaggerated than people said." A group of men discussed in a low voice. Their eyes could never leave Bi Xian's group from when they appeared.

Bi Xian lowered her speed and descended upon reaching their respective seats, followed by Bi You and the rest.

"Greetings, Patriarch Tianqi, Patriarch Lang, and Patriarch Zi." Bi Xian smiled charmingly.

Tianqi Junlai merely nodded his head in response without a word. Meanwhile, Lang Mo and Zi Jinghu returned with a few words and stopped paying attention to them.

Bi Xian didn't care about these people's indifferent attitudes. She sat down in her seat and beckoned her people to follow.

"Where is he? The boy that you told me." Bi Xian sent a sound transmission to Bi You while sweeping her gaze around the arena.

"He's not here yet." Bi You replied expressionlessly.

"Are you sure that he could help you?… Don't get me wrong. Mom naturally didn't doubt your Heavenly Eyes. I'm just curious." Bi Xian asked further.

"You will see him soon." Bi You responded calmly and closed her eyes.

Bi Xian pursed her lips and said nothing more.

"Hahaha! Sorry, we're late." A burst of laughter could be heard from afar, and a few golden figures flew toward the platform. The leader was no other than Pei Wuwen, the Great Roc Clan's patriarch. Behind him were Pei Xiewen and clan elders.

Pei Wuwen quickly descended to his seat and greeted Tianqi Junlai. "It's been a while. Patriarch Tianqi is still powerful as usual."

"Sit." Tianqi Junlai smiled faintly.

Pei Wuwen sat down after exchanging a few greeting words with Lang Mo and Zi Jinghu.

He turned to a young man with eighty percent similar appearance to his and said. "Siwen, no need to hold back today. Understand?"

The young man, Pei Siwen, replied with a confident smile. "Please rest assured, Father. I will definitely get the first place."

Pei Wuwen nodded with a satisfactory smile.

"Don't get complacent. Lang Mian is not easy to deal with." Pei Xiewen glanced at his younger brother and said faintly.

"You know that I never underestimated my opponent. You don't have to worry, Big Brother." Pei Siwen chuckled slightly. "I'm curious about those rat people. Where are they now? They wouldn't run away, right?"