"Strange, what was that? What did he just do?" Yvonne Darkmoon suspiciously touched her neck, found nothing unusual, and then checked her body—still nothing out of the ordinary.
After confirming nothing was wrong with her body, Yvonne Darkmoon muttered, "What exactly did that guy do just now? Weird, there’s nothing strange at all."
After a while, Yvonne stopped caring and simply left, heading toward the opening ceremony.
"Success." In the shadows, a man quietly muttered, then slipped away with a flicker.
Yvonne had no idea that something had been implanted in her body—she simply couldn’t detect it herself. Instead, she remained excited as she hurried toward her destination.
On the other side, Liam Willow was extremely anxious because he couldn’t reach Evan Yang, which left him very frustrated.
"Why can’t I reach him? Where did he go?" Liam Willow muttered, puzzled after realizing Evan Yang’s Transmission Stone seemed to have disappeared from range.
He didn’t know that Evan Yang was currently inside the tower space, which was completely isolated from the outside world, making the Transmission Stone useless.
"Maybe he just turned it off and forgot to turn it back on." After thinking for a bit, Liam Willow muttered to himself.
After pondering for a while, Liam Willow decided to go to the competition arena and see for himself.
At this moment, the opening ceremony was packed. The twenty coalition groups, their representatives, and all the contestants were introduced one by one, so everyone would know the situation.
Members of the Eighth Great Power explained the contest, making the scene lively. Seeing the Immortal Realm’s outstanding figures, everyone showed confidence—they represented not only their groups, but also their own strength.
Because the Territory War Contest carries another layer of meaning. Emperor Damien Darkmoon of the Eighth Great Power said, "Everyone knows the importance of this contest: first, the allocation of planets under Flowcloud Star; second, a stage for you to display your abilities; third, and most importantly—"
Everyone was looking forward to the last point. Emperor Damien Darkmoon smiled and said, "Outstanding individuals have a chance to enter the Immortal Realm’s mysterious organization—the Immortal Realm Alliance. Joining it means special training, becoming even stronger, and one day representing the Immortal Realm against outside realms. It’s the highest honor in the Immortal Realm."
As soon as he finished, those who hadn’t known about this were fired up, itching to prove themselves and become one of those chosen.
The Immortal Realm Alliance is the most mysterious and powerful organization in the Immortal Realm. No one can shake it, because it is backed by Immortal Sovereigns.
An Immortal Sovereign stands at the very top—a truly powerful existence. In the World Alliance, you might even receive guidance from an Immortal Sovereign.
Besides that, the World Alliance gathers the Immortal Realm’s greatest treasures and cultivation resources—joining only brings benefits, never drawbacks.
That’s why so many people’s eyes turned red with envy. Some who hadn’t entered the contest started regretting it—if they’d known, they would’ve fought to participate. Only by joining could they show their talent and have a chance to be chosen by the Immortal Realm Alliance.
Seeing the excitement below, Emperor Damien Darkmoon smiled, "Now, I’d like to invite a guest from the World Alliance—Elder Lewis Lu."
When everyone heard that someone from the World Alliance was here, their eyes lit up, staring intently at the person who appeared at the back.
The moment Elder Lewis Lu stepped onto the stage, the audience erupted, cheering nonstop until he smiled and said, "Hello everyone. I’m sure you know my identity—I’m here representing the Immortal Realm Alliance. I’m here to select the Immortal Realm’s outstanding disciples. So do your best in the contest. I’ll keep a record of the most exceptional and recommend them to the Alliance."
The crowd grew even noisier until Elder Lewis Lu stepped down and others began to speak.
"Elder Lewis, you’ve worked hard. Please come with me to headquarters to rest," Emperor Damien Darkmoon said with a smile.
"No rush. I heard a rumor that a Heavenly-Immortal defeated an Immortal-Lord in the Immortal Realm. Is it true?" Elder Lewis Lu asked curiously.
"Is that so? I must be out of the loop," Emperor Damien Darkmoon said awkwardly. "It’s someone from Ethereal Sanctuary, right? Take me to see them." Elder Lewis Lu said.
"Ethereal Sanctuary? When did we have such a person? I wasn’t aware. I’ll take you right away," Emperor Damien Darkmoon replied, then led Elder Lewis Lu to where Palace Lord Nangong and the others were.
Palace Lord Nangong and the others were curious why Elder Lewis Lu from the Immortal Realm Alliance was walking toward them, especially with Emperor Damien Darkmoon leading the way. The contestants nearby were excited, thinking maybe they’d caught his attention.
As Elder Lewis Lu drew near, Palace Lord Nangong and the others stood up. Everyone watched as he approached Ethereal Sanctuary, wondering what was going on.
So that side fell silent, as if by rule—everyone quieted down, afraid to miss a single word.
"Are you the current Palace Lord of Ethereal Sanctuary?" Elder Lewis Lu asked.
Palace Lord Nangong nodded. "Yes, Elder Lewis. What guidance do you have for me?"
"I heard Ethereal Sanctuary produced a genius—a Heavenly-Immortal who defeated an Immortal-Lord," Elder Lewis Lu said.
"That can’t be. I don’t think Ethereal Sanctuary has anyone like that." Palace Lord Nangong had no idea; he only knew Evan Yang once defeated a ninth-tier Profound-Immortal, and that Marcus Hale (Profound-Immortal) was about to become an Immortal-Lord, aiming to defeat Evan.
"Really? Isn’t Evan Yang from your Ethereal Sanctuary?" Elder Lewis Lu asked curiously.
Palace Lord Nangong and others widened their eyes at the mention of Evan Yang—not just them, but everyone nearby realized it was about the time Evan defeated Marcus Hale, a Profound-Immortal. But they were confused—wasn’t it a Heavenly-Immortal defeating a Profound-Immortal? How did it become a Heavenly-Immortal defeating an Immortal-Lord?
So Palace Lord Nangong replied, "Elder Lewis, you must be mistaken. He only defeated Marcus Hale, a Profound-Immortal, at the time."
"You mean that? That was a long time ago. Later, he not only defeated an Immortal-Lord, but also greatly assisted several sects. It seems you didn’t know about this," Elder Lewis Lu said.
Palace Lord Nangong had no idea what Elder Lewis Lu was talking about, but one day, Evan Yang did defeat an Immortal-Lord, which shocked him—not just Palace Lord Nangong, but everyone nearby was amazed. It was unbelievable—a Heavenly-Immortal defeating an Immortal-Lord. Marcus Hale, standing nearby, was even more stunned. He had waited so long, hoping to one day defeat Evan Yang, only to learn that Evan had already defeated an Immortal-Lord. He couldn’t believe it.
“I really don’t know. Later, he left Ethereal Sanctuary,” Palace Lord Nangong said.
“I see. So you don’t know either. Later, he joined the Blue Robe Sect,” Elder Lewis Lu said.
Everyone was shocked—Evan Yang had joined the Blue Robe Sect. Judging from Elder Lewis Lu’s tone, Evan had many glorious achievements. Palace Lord Nangong could only smile awkwardly and said, “Looks like I’ll have to find him and ask someday.”
“Yes, if you see him, have him contact me. That’s all. Good luck in the contest.” Elder Lewis Lu finished and let Emperor Damien Darkmoon lead the way.
Though it was just a simple question, everyone knew Elder Lewis Lu had his eye on Evan Yang. After all, a Heavenly-Immortal defeating an Immortal-Lord was a first in the Immortal Realm—no one else had such ability.
Palace Lord Nangong secretly cursed, muttering, “That brat actually managed to defeat an Immortal-Lord.”
No one doubted Elder Lewis Lu’s words. As the World Alliance, their strength and intelligence were unmatched—they had accurate information from all directions. If they confirmed something, it was never wrong.
Unfortunately, Evan Yang wasn’t here. If he were, he’d be curious to hear the World Alliance taking an interest in him. Still, several people showed surprised expressions.
One was Liam Willow—he hadn’t expected to see the World Alliance looking for Evan Yang today. As for Spring Wuzi, Shen Lang, and Bald Lee, they had witnessed Evan defeat an Immortal-Lord themselves, so they weren’t too surprised—just curious why the Immortal Realm Alliance was seeking Evan.
Besides them, some people wanted to see Evan Yang for themselves—what kind of person could defeat an Immortal-Lord as a Heavenly-Immortal?
“Is there really such a person? Maybe. That kid is also a Heavenly-Immortal and defeated an Immortal-Lord—but he used terrain. Who’s stronger, him or Evan Yang?” Yvonne Darkmoon muttered from the sidelines.
After a moment of silence, the arena slowly became lively again, until Elder Lewis Lu and Emperor Damien Darkmoon completely left.
“Damien, for this contest, you must pay attention to security. Don’t let any Devil Realm people take advantage,” Elder Lewis Lu said.
“Devil Realm people? They’re here?” Emperor Damien Darkmoon asked suspiciously.
“I received word that a powerful Devil Realm emissary has arrived, so I’m warning you—if you find anyone suspicious, capture them and let me identify them personally,” Elder Lewis Lu said.
“Understood, Elder Lewis Lu,” Emperor Damien Darkmoon replied.
“Also, please help me find Evan Yang—tell him the World Alliance wants to invite him to join,” Elder Lewis Lu said.
“How do I find him? What if he doesn’t come?” Emperor Damien Darkmoon asked.
“He might be nearby right now—you just haven’t noticed. As for whether he comes or not, let me know when you find out,” Elder Lewis Lu said.
“He’s nearby? Impossible!” Emperor Damien Darkmoon exclaimed.
“With such a lively event, it’d be strange if he didn’t come. But we’ll see—maybe I’m wrong,” Elder Lewis Lu said with a smile.
“No problem. If I find him, I’ll definitely pass your message along, Elder,” Emperor Damien Darkmoon said. “Tomorrow the contest begins—I’ll observe from the shadows. The contest itself is up to your Eighth Great Power; I won’t interfere,” Elder Lewis Lu said.
“Understood,” Emperor Damien Darkmoon replied.
“Alright, I’ll go chat with some old friends. You go ahead and take care of your tasks,” Elder Lewis Lu said with a smile, then vanished in a flash.
Emperor Damien Darkmoon exclaimed, “So powerful—he must have half a foot into the ninth tier of the Emperor Realm.”
As a seventh-tier Emperor-Realm expert, Emperor Damien Darkmoon couldn’t help feeling pressure from within—this was the heart’s desire only experienced at the ninth tier.
Only after Elder Lewis Lu disappeared without a trace did Emperor Damien Darkmoon compose himself, preparing to return to the opening ceremony venue to continue hosting.
(End of chapter)