Calamity of Tomorrow
Chapter 574 574: 573 Elimination

On the seventh day of the Daluo Heaven's discourse, only 52 competitors remained on the field.

Today, the last ten competitors would be determined, proceeding to the second part of the top ten ranking battles.

With day after day of combat eliminations, those who remained in the arena were truly the elite and geniuses among their peers, continuously showcasing powerful spiritual techniques, martial skills, magical treasures, and Arrays.

It was dazzling and overwhelming for all of humanity, offering a new understanding of high-ranked human cultivators.

Amid continuous fierce battles and intense struggles, the temperament of each cultivator became more profound, and their spirits seemed to be refined and sublimated.

Contrary to the heated atmosphere of the outside world and the spectators' stands, the competitors' seats were enveloped in silence, as if everyone was quietly accumulating their spirit, waiting to burst forth on the platform.

The new generation's top ten strong youths from the human world, selected from all human cultivators under the age of 30, were supervised by the Heavenly Court, with immortals witnessing and endorsing the rankings.

This title of the top ten was incredibly prestigious, garnering the attention and fate of the entire human race over these seven days.

At this moment, all competitors understood that taking one more step meant leaving their mark in history, attracting countless attentions and investments from the Heavenly Court. Their future cultivation journey would receive immense support, and they could even share in the fate that seemed elusive yet valued by the immortals.

But to retreat meant to waste all previous efforts, and no one would remember them. The treatment in the future would vastly differ from the former.

At this very moment, the remaining 52 competitors were all giving their utmost, sparing no effort, each wishing to break into the top ten.

The spectators from Central City and the other four major cities had their eyes glued to the arena at this moment, witnessing the birth of the ten strongest and praying for the victory of one particular cultivator.

The focus of all humanity converged here, and the elusive fate also seemed to shift with the collective will of humanity.

A thunderous roar resounded in the sky, like a dragon bellowing, and as the atmosphere surged, the clouds slowly rolled, as if this concentrated human activity even affected the celestial phenomena.

Xiang Haocu looked up at the changing winds and clouds in the sky and snorted coldly in his heart, "Hai Yi and his gang, why withdraw from the competition? After consuming so many of my elixirs, there's been no news from them at all, what are they up to?"

He glanced momentarily at the eight immortals on stage with the corners of his eyes, thinking to himself, 'Is this situation as you all planned?'

Above the central arena, 52 names flickered and jumped around until Zhou Bai was matched against Huang Tian.

Zhou Bai tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over, seemingly searching for this Huang Tian.

A sudden tight clench of fists from an immortal as he looked at the names showing a hint of reluctance, "Just a little bit... just a tiny bit more, and I could have made it into the top ten."

Thinking of the instructions from above, a hesitance appeared in his eyes, "Should I forfeit? I have no more chances to forfeit, being eliminated if I do so now."

Thinking of this, a resolve surged within him, and he stepped forward, intending to enter the Daluo Heaven's temporal space for an all-out battle with Zhou Bai.

However, as soon as he took a step, he felt a gaze sweeping down from the high platform, passing over him.

With that slight sweep of the gaze, Huang Tian felt as if his connection with the world around him was severed, unable to move, see, or speak, and his Primordial Spirit lay eerily silent, unresponsive.

The whole world seemed to turn into black and white.

The sensation was as though he was already dead.

But the dead silence came quickly and left just as fast, and in the next moment, Huang Tian felt control returning to his body.

He breathed heavily, as if he had been resurrected, crawling from a coffin.

Huang Tian understood at that moment that it was a warning.

He had been instructed earlier that if he encountered Zhou Bai, he should directly forfeit.

In the Heavenly Court, where hierarchy was strictly adhered to, if orders from above had been issued, then subordinates must comply. To overstep would invite thunderous retribution.

Huang Tian did not know why this order had come from higher up, nor did he understand its significance, but in that moment, he recognized that in the strictly hierarchical and precise machinery of the Heavenly Court, he had no choice but to obey.

Thus, Huang Tian chose to forfeit and was directly eliminated.

The audience didn't find it surprising since, with Zhou Bai's previous track record, anyone below the seventh realm in strength simply couldn't defeat him, and almost every cultivator drawn against him had chosen to forfeit.

Already eliminated and now in the spectators' stands, Meng Ruocun looked at Zhou Bai's name with eyes full of surprise and admiration, "Zhou Bai is on track to make it into the top ten." This conjecture completely overturned her initial expectations.

"Not only is his strength sufficient, but his luck is also too good," Meng Ruocun sighed, "Ever since defeating Si Yun, he hasn't faced any strong opponents, with all his challengers choosing to forfeit. It's like he's lying his way into the top ten."

The names on the arena continued to flicker and jump, paying no heed to a lonely figure who slowly withdrew.

One by one, cultivators ascended the platform, fighting intensely, competing for the last ten spots.

At last, Qian Wangsun's name appeared on the platform.

Qian Wangsun versus Jue Ji

Seeing these words, Zhou Bai sharply turned his head towards Qian Wangsun, his eyes filled with a warning.

With the terrifying combat strength shown by Jue Ji, he undoubtedly belonged to the top batch of contenders present, especially with his decisiveness in combat leaving all his opponents dead or crippled. Zhou Bai truly didn't want to see Qian Wangsun face such an adversary.

But Qian Wangsun had already used up his opportunities to forfeit, and forfeiting now would mean direct elimination.

Zhou Bai saw Qian Wangsun glance at him with a smile, "Trust me."

Zhou Bai, "They are letting Jue Ji take you on; clearly, they don't want to give you a chance."

Qian Wangsun, "Don't worry, I will prioritize my survival. Moreover, I really… really want to take another good look at the Emperor's Sword."

Seeing the calm yet determined look in Qian Wangsun's eyes, Zhou Bai knew his mind was made up, and he actually had plans of his own. Considering Qian Wangsun's ability to protect himself, Zhou Bai no longer dissuaded him. He remembered what Lv Chunyang had once said during his own wilful days.

'After all, cultivation is a personal choice. How to proceed on this path is up to oneself.'

Zhou Bai sighed and then nodded, "Be careful."