It should be noted, Tai Long has participated in numerous qualification battles, each resulting in heavy casualties, with only a few managing to return by sheer luck.
Other Cosmic Countries, such as the River-Devouring Cosmic Country and Fire Ink Cosmic Country, send their National Sons and Princesses to participate in the qualification battles.
The reason is none other than these individuals being of the Royal Family, born with high bloodline levels and excellent talent.
They have the entire Cosmic Country supporting them, with access to the finest and most luxurious cultivation resources, secret techniques, teachings, and treasures from birth.
How could ordinary Cosmic Martial Artists receive such treatment?
As a result, these National Sons and Princesses are each incredibly powerful, especially those from the Ten Extremes Great Country, trained by a national power comparable to a Super Cosmic Country; they possess talent at a monstrous level, even long-cultivated Cosmic Martial Artists are not their match.
In contrast, Tai Long Cosmic Country.
Whether it be Princess Bing Xun or Princess Bing Qing, their talent is not low, but they can’t be considered geniuses.
However, none can represent the Cosmic Country in the qualification battles, but only Su Long, Ba Donghe, and others are sent.
However, even if they are sent to participate, it’s merely a formality, to not tarnish the Cosmic Country’s reputation; to strive for that one Super Cosmic Country spot?
At least the Sovereign of Tai Long has not thought about it.
"Wang Xu has entered the top ten thousand! Father, among thirty million talents, he is ranked in the top ten thousand!" Princess Bing Qing exclaimed excitedly, her small face flushed with excitement.
"Enough, this is enough." The Sovereign of Tai Long was also quite satisfied.
To enter the top ten thousand among thirty million talents in the qualification battles is a fortune, and with such an achievement, the Sovereign of Tai Long is already content.
"Haha... Sovereign of Tai Long, this is truly unexpected!" A loud burst of laughter came, and the Sovereign of Tai Long frowned, looking towards the person.
Yanyue Zhe, the Sovereign of Yanyue Cosmic Country.
The Sovereign of Yan Yue laughed heartily as he approached, lightly clapping his hands.
"Sovereign of Tai Long, I heard someone from your Tai Long Cosmic Country has entered the top ten thousand?" Yanyue Zhe said with a smile.
The Sovereign of Tai Long frowned deeply. Yanyue Zhe knew about this and deliberately came here, obviously well-prepared; it’s likely that Yan Yue also has subjects entering the top ten thousand, with rankings higher than Wang Xu.
Upon thinking of this, the joy of Wang Xu entering the top ten thousand quickly faded, leaving the Sovereign of Tai Long expressionless, not responding to Yanyue Zhe.
"Sovereign of Tai Long, entering the top ten thousand should be the first time in your Tai Long history, right? Tsk tsk..." Yanyue Zhe said, "Unfortunately, this time Yan Yue’s subjects did not let me down, also entering the top ten thousand."
"And they’re ranked higher than your person from Tai Long," Yanyue Zhe said with a smug smile.
The Sovereign of Tai Long swept his eyes over and immediately found the person ranked 6952, indeed from Yanyue Cosmic Country.
Tai Long and Yan Yue both investigated each other’s information, well aware of information about the three subjects.
Earlier, the Sovereign of Tai Long only saw Wang Xu, without noticing Yan Yue’s ranking.
"Sovereign of Yanyue, Wang Xu will catch up, just you wait and see!" Princess Bing Qing pouted and said.
"Haha, what a cute girl, this must be Tai Long’s princess." For the dignified Sovereign to be spoken to by a little girl not at even White Hole Level, even if she is a princess, such an attitude cannot be tolerated. However, Yanyue Zhe handled it well, not nitpicking about the disparity in their statuses, "Unfortunately, Tai Long only has a princess left now."
Upon these words, no matter how much the Sovereign of Tai Long could endure, his face couldn’t help but show anger.
No National Son in the Cosmic Country.
This has always been a painful point for the Sovereign of Tai Long; he wants a National Son, but the stronger one is, the harder it is to produce a bloodline, thus until now, only having two princesses and no National Son.
"Hmph!" The Sovereign of Tai Long snorted coldly, his aura slightly fluctuating, but quickly calming down. Yanyue Zhe’s face became even more smug upon seeing this.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" ...
Blood mists erupted, like fireworks of blood blooming, flesh and blood rained down, a bloody aroma spreading throughout.
"Collect." With a wave of Wang Xu’s hand, hundreds of space rings fell into his hands. He lightly inspected them, finding that within each ring there were several map fragments.
Wang Xu took out all the map fragments, then brought out the map he had already completed a quarter of, beginning to incorporate new map fragments, gradually fusing them.
When two pieces of the same map touched, golden light would flash, and they would actively merge.
But occasionally, exceptions would occur. Even if two map fragments belonged to the same map, if they were too far apart, they would not merge upon contact and would only react when the map’s completeness was sufficient.
Therefore, each time Wang Xu obtained map fragments, he had to test each one, leaving none untested.
"Continue!" Moments later, Wang Xu put away all map fragments, glanced at the lingering blood mist around him, and once again transformed into a stream of light, flying off.
He was searching for prey again.
When news of the appearance of the first complete map spread, Wang Xu had barely taken a few steps before encountering the first wave of attacks.
The opponent’s assaults were harsh and merciless, leaving no room, directly aiming to take his life.
But no matter how ruthless those attackers were, their strength was at best invincible White Hole Level, and the result of assaulting Wang Xu was only one word—death!
The assault took but a moment, and the counterattack happened in that instant as well.
In those fleeting moments, dozens of invincible White Hole Level individuals were all killed.
Because of this, Wang Xu acquired the first fortune of map fragments.
golden slips of paper.
This fortune catapulted Wang Xu into the top ten thousand, his name marked on the steel giant gate’s leaderboard.
Of course, this alone couldn’t satisfy Wang Xu; what he wanted was a complete map, the Ancient Inheritance!
Thus, Wang Xu began hunting for prey, almost like a killing frenzy, seeing anyone and killing them. The dozens of White Hole Level individuals who had just fallen under Wang Xu’s hand hadn’t even reacted before their lives were snatched away by Wang Xu.
Among these people, whether there were kind innocents or gravely guilty ones... in Wang Xu’s eyes, it no longer mattered.
Wang Xu only understood that if he didn’t kill these people, they would instead turn around and kill him.
Just because Wang Xu appeared in front of them alive, and because Wang Xu held a map fragment they dreamed of!
"Still too far off." Wang Xu looked at the quarter-completed map in his hand and shook his head.
A single map requires ten thousand map fragments, which means he has to kill ten thousand Cosmic Martial Artists.
Of course, if he could luckily encounter a Cosmic Martial Artist with a large number of map fragments, that would be all the better.
"No other choice, keep killing!"
The map in Wang Xu’s hand had only added a few dozen pieces, mostly scattered map fragments.
The map had added over three hundred pieces, with some routes beginning to become clear, even allowing a vague deduction of the location of the Ancient Inheritance.
According to Wang Xu’s understanding, a complete map is essentially a key.
Only by piecing together this key in its entirety can he unlock the door to the Ancient Inheritance.
Conversely, even if he found the location of the Ancient Inheritance, he could only watch helplessly if even one piece was missing.
"I’ve gathered half of it." Wang Xu looked at the half-completed map in his hand, along with several others completed to a third, a quarter, even a fifth, and began to feel infinite hope in his heart.
That day, Wang Xu, as usual, went out in search of prey.
After crossing the perilous land of the Sandstorm Gorge, a scene of ancient castle palace ruins met Wang Xu’s eyes.
This was the Thousandfold Divine Country, once the Celestial God Realm of a super powerful being who dominated the cosmos, founding a nation here, creating all things, and even birthing life.
But with his fall, the Divine Country perished, all creatures were extinct, and everything shattered along with it.
Wang Xu slowed his pace, walking in the sky, overlooking the remnants below.
The ruins, covered in sand and wind, bore the history of ages. They were once glorious, but that was unknown how many years ago... Wang Xu’s thoughts soared with these ruins.
Suddenly, the sky trembled, the void twisted, and White Hole Level Cosmic Martial Artists leapt out from every hidden spot around the ancient ruins!
An ambush, someone had laid an ambush for Wang Xu.
Countless black shadows surged in, a rough count revealed at least ten thousand Cosmic Martial Artists.
This was a premeditated and planned assault by ten thousand Cosmic Martial Artists against one person.
Wang Xu’s face remained calm, his heart tranquil, as he watched the myriad of flashing lights and the thousands of war soldiers attacking him. He suddenly opened his mouth and spewed forth a vast blaze of burning flame!
"Be careful, it’s his strange flame, if you get touched by the flames, you’ll be dead or alive, everyone be very careful!" someone shouted loudly, clearly targeting Wang Xu, fully cognizant of Wang Xu’s Endless Fire.
With this warning, many Cosmic Martial Artists hurriedly avoided, not daring to be touched in the slightest.
But some had no way to avoid it, and once they were touched by a bit of the flame, it immediately blazed forth, unable to be extinguished by any means. Even stripping off clothes was of no use, they burned alive to ashes.
"Kill him!" This even more inflamed the anger of the Cosmic Martial Artists.
Wang Xu’s gaze wandered through the crowd, and soon he saw a familiar figure.
"So it’s you." This person was precisely the subordinate of Gedok whom Wang Xu had released that day, and not only him, but Wang Xu also saw several other vaguely familiar figures.
Instantly, it all became clear.
Over the past year, Wang Xu had slaughtered quite a number of Cosmic Martial Artists, with over ninety thousand map fragments seized, a testament to the scale of Wang Xu’s killing spree.
Thus, many Cosmic Martial Artists who successfully managed to flee had all gathered together to jointly eliminate Wang Xu, claiming to act on behalf of justice.
Wang Xu knew what they were really after, not justice, but the ninety thousand map fragments in his hand!
"Fools." Wang Xu spat out, unsure if he was speaking to the organizers or to those incited to encircle and kill him, as he twisted his wrist, and the bloodthirsty White Jade Long Saber appeared.
Wang Xu’s eyes widened, as he fiercely swung the White Jade Long Saber in his hand.
In an instant, blood spurted, dyeing the sky crimson red, and all ten thousand Cosmic Martial Artists lost their breath.
This was a massacre! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)