All Chapters of Heir of the Supreme Sky Throne : Chapter 51
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Chapter 51
Some spectators in the front rows immediately began to murmur softly. Their voices were not loud, but enough to draw the attention of many. “Isn’t that... General Tang Wujian?” “Yes, I didn’t expect that old ghost to still be alive. I thought he died on the battlefield while fighting one of the great rulers in the Zhurong Continent.” The whispers spread quickly. The name Tang Wujian was not unfamiliar among those who had studied the history of great intercontinental wars. It was a name that had once carved red lines across many power maps—a figure known for never retreating, even in the face of absolute strength. Everyone knew that this world was dominated by four great continents, each one a battleground of power. Every continent had its own strengths, along with aspects that fueled their rivalry. 1. Tianwu Continent Where Tian Chen was currently located. This continent was considered the lowest among the four. Many regions remained unexplored, resources were limited, and
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Seeing that his opponent was Simei, Li Guang’s eyes gleamed with hatred and fury. His gaze was cold, carrying a personal grudge that could no longer be hidden. His voice followed, flowing softly but with a biting tone. “Simei, even though this isn’t the place to air grievances, I’ll give you a bit of advice. When many True Dragons came to propose to you, you chose someone who only just started struggling to become one. You clearly don’t know what’s best for yourself.” Li Guang’s tone was meant to carve wounds in someone’s heart—not just to show his disapproval but to humiliate Simei’s choice in front of everyone. Yet Simei showed not a trace of unease. Her gaze remained as calm as the surface of a frozen lake untouched by wind. She was not like Tian Chen, who responded to everything with silence, nor was she someone who let hurtful words pass without a response. “If you came just to spit nonsense, you might as well leave and not stand in a martial arena. This is a place to fight,
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In the participants’ special stand, Daoyan shook his head. His expression was complicated—a mix of pride and concern. He hadn’t expected his granddaughter to reveal her Celestial Physique so early in the competition. Before the match began, he had repeatedly reminded her not to use that power unless it was absolutely necessary. But Simei chose to ignore his warning—not out of defiance, but because she knew her opponent, and she knew exactly what was at stake. Simei’s Celestial Physique was unlike any other. Too pure, too powerful, and far too rare. Daoyan understood that the martial world was not lacking in greedy people. In fact, what it had in excess were those who were obsessed with power and would do anything to obtain it. He wasn’t afraid of Simei losing. What he feared was that after this match, too many eyes would start hunting his granddaughter. The snowflakes that had been drifting in the air began to change form. Each flake hardened, turning into lotus petals that look
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Simei walked toward Li Guang with a cold gaze, her steps steady, without even a hint of hesitation. Every footstep seemed to carry an invisible pressure that made the surrounding air grow tense. The blood that had splattered across the arena floor did not disturb her expression in the slightest. She was like the embodiment of unshakable resolve. “Stop!” shouted one of the Elders from the Temple of Light. His voice was sharp, full of pressure, trying to halt Simei’s advancing steps. Several other elders even prepared to intervene. But before they could act, a cold and deep voice cut through the atmosphere. “Silence,” said Tang Wujian. He hadn’t raised his voice, yet it was enough to silence the entire arena. His piercing gaze seemed to stab straight into the heart of the Elder. Tang Wujian stood tall, his body unmoving, but his aura struck like a collapsing mountain. “Your Temple of Light’s young master hasn’t surrendered. Even if he dies, you cannot save him. This is the arena—a
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“Number four, step forward!” Tang Wujian’s firm and flat voice shattered the silence. All eyes turned toward the arena. Now, it was Tian Chen’s turn. Tian Chen walked slowly to the center of the arena. His gaze was calm. No burden. No burst of emotion. Yet every step he took seemed to part the air, signaling that his presence was not something to be ignored. Standing before him was a young man, appearing two or three years older—around seventeen. The youth held a long spear with a crescent moon carved at its tip, a distinct symbol of his origin. His face looked friendly, but his eyes radiated resolve. He gave a small nod to Tian Chen and smiled. “I am Ming Xi of the Nirvana Wind Sect. I’ve seen your strength earlier. If you don’t mind, allow me to attempt three attacks. If I fail to injure you, I will surrender.” That statement immediately drew reactions. Some spectators scoffed. Others shook their heads in mockery. It was not a line one should say in an open arena—especially
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"Next match, number five!” Tang Wujian’s commanding voice once again echoed across the entire main arena, cutting through the lingering murmurs that had just begun to fade after the previous battle. Participant number five immediately stepped forward into the center of the martial arena. Among them, one figure drew the most attention—Tang Moyuan. The young man walked with his head held high, his gaze sharp, as if nothing could shake his stride. Every movement of his body radiated unwavering confidence, and though he didn’t say a word, the pressure he exuded felt like a silent wave sweeping over the audience. As he walked along the path toward the arena, he happened to cross paths with Tian Chen, who had just finished his match and was returning to the participants’ waiting area. Their paths nearly brushed. Tang Moyuan’s eyes locked straight on Tian Chen, and in a low voice, barely audible to others, he whispered: “Wait until you face me.” Tian Chen didn’t respond immediately. His
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One of the middle-aged men still standing atop the giant bird gave a slight nod. He said nothing in return—no formal reply, no respectful gesture, not even the slightest movement beyond that nod. Yet that single gesture was already considered an acknowledgment of their presence and permission to enter this territory. Immediately after, the six figures descended to the main spectator platform. Their movements were smooth and swift, leaving almost no trace in the air. In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the main seating area. As soon as they landed, the body of the giant bird shimmered and vanished—as if it had never existed. There was no fire, no sound—just disappearance, leaving no trace behind. But the tension it left in its wake still lingered across the entire arena. The demeanor of the six guests from the four super sects was utterly cold. They showed not the slightest interest in the Tang Empire’s welcome. Even when Emperor Tang returned to his seat, not one of them
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Tang Moyuan stood tall, his eyes fixed on Ghu Lie without a trace of fear. But before he could move, a voice transmission suddenly entered his ear. It wasn’t from an elder—it came directly from the Tang Emperor himself. The Tang Emperor, who had remained silent without showing any reaction from the beginning, could no longer contain his anger. His gaze, once calm, now hardened, and the transmitted voice he sent was filled with restrained pressure. “Brother, these people are getting out of hand. Are we just going to stand here?” he said through the voice transmission to Tang Siyo. Tang Siyo stood at the edge of the main grandstand, narrowing his eyes at the arrogant behavior of the elders from the Fairy Realm. He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he sighed softly, then snorted coldly. “Do nothing,” he replied quietly but firmly. “Let them think they’re on top. When the time comes, I’ll be the one to slap their faces.” He wasn’t speaking carelessly. His eyes were already sharp, f
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All members of the imperial family looked furious. Their eyes were bloodshot, and the tension on their faces reflected a blazing anger. Tang Moyuan was part of the honour line of the Tang Empire, and being treated in such a manner in public was an unacceptable humiliation. However, behind their fury, not one of them dared to speak. Even though their chests roared with indignation, their tongues were tied by fear. They knew exactly who stood before them: four representatives from the Super Sects of the Fairy Realm—forces so powerful that even the Tang Emperor himself couldn’t confront them carelessly. In the midst of the heavy and tense atmosphere, Ye Xuan raised his chin slightly, a small smile appearing at the corner of his lips. He looked toward the Tang Emperor as if silently conveying a message without words. “Forgive Ghu Lie,” he said in a calm yet mocking tone. “The younger generation is like that—sometimes they just can’t hold back.” His smile never changed, still stuck to h
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The shout exploded at the same time as his movement. Ghu Lie launched a spinning kick, his leg whipping around at high speed, aiming directly at Tian Chen’s face. His movement was well-trained, solid, and full of pressure. The air around him seemed to split from the force of the kick. But Tian Chen didn’t flinch. He raised one arm and launched a straight punch toward the incoming leg. BAANG!!! A loud boom echoed all the way to the highest stands. Tian Chen’s body was pushed back three steps, each step leaving deep imprints on the floor of the arena. But what shocked everyone was Ghu Lie—his body staggered and was pushed back far, step by step, until he reached twenty steps before he managed to stop himself. Silence fell instantly. Not only did the regular disciples stare wide-eyed, but even the elders of the Four Super Sects exchanged looks with expressions of disbelief. That was their first physical clash. And the result placed Tian Chen in a more favourable position. It made no