The Drunkard’s face changed when he heard this: "If what you say is true, then Chiyou’s ambition is indeed too great. He is most likely trying to challenge the power of the Seven Realms!"

"This universe consists of the Seven Realms: Human Realm, Ghost Realm, Demon Realm, Demon Realm, Divine Realm, and Asura Realm, each balanced against the others. Very few martial artists can freely traverse between different realms!"

"Among them, the Asura Realm is the most mysterious. There may only be a few hundred martial artists in the Asura Realm, but each can stand as equals with the rulers of other realms!"

"The Asura Emperor was the King of the Seven Realms. He ruled the entire Seven Realms, but he disappeared ten thousand years ago, and the martial artists of each realm began to mutually establish constraints."

"For the past ten thousand years, the realms have coexisted peacefully. Even the Sect Leader of Divine Luo Sect rarely enters other realms."

"If Chiyou is colluding with people from the Demon Realm, he might be trying to challenge the existing order and become the second Asura Emperor!"

Upon hearing the Drunkard’s words, Yang Tian was filled with shock: "Ten thousand years ago, the Asura Emperor was the King of the Seven Realms?"

"Yes."

The Drunkard nodded, then anxiously began pacing back and forth.

Meanwhile, Yang Tian remained extremely shocked.

Could the universe of ten thousand years ago, with its altered landscape, indeed have had a legendary Asura Realm?

Was the Asura Emperor really the strongest existence in this universe?

"No, I must go inform the Nuwa Celestial God!" The Drunkard paused, then said to Yang Tian: "Yang Tian, from now on, you will have to rely on yourself. Try your best to win the martial arts tournament. I need to inform the Nuwa Celestial God!"

After saying these words, the Drunkard’s figure flickered and vanished from the room.

Once the Drunkard left, Yang Tian couldn’t help but ask: "If the Asura Emperor truly exists, what kind of existence would he be?"

At that moment, the door was knocked on: "Yang Tian, are you there?"

Yang Tian opened the door and saw a young man standing there.

"The Palace Master needs to see you."

The young man said expressionlessly, signaling for Yang Tian to follow him to meet the Palace Master.

Yang Tian had met the Palace Master of Yihua Palace before, and felt that this person was likely a confidant of Hua Tiandu. The Palace Master wanting to see Yang Tian must be Hua Tiandu’s intention.

Following the young man, Yang Tian walked for about ten minutes before arriving at a hall.

A middle-aged man stood with his hands behind him. He was none other than the Palace Master of Yihua Palace.

"Palace Master, Yang Tian is here..."

The young man led Yang Tian inside and then left.

In the vast hall, only Yang Tian and the Palace Master remained.

The Palace Master slowly turned around. Upon seeing Yang Tian, he suddenly moved closer. In the blink of an eye, he came right before Yang Tian and extended a palm, fiercely striking toward Yang Tian.

Yang Tian furrowed his brows.

He clearly sensed that the palm struck by the Palace Master contained Nuwa’s Divine Breath.

"Could it be that the Palace Master has also cultivated Nuwa’s Divine Technique with Hua Tiandu? And he’s here to test me?"

Yang Tian thought to himself.

In the next moment, Nuwa’s Divine Technique inside him suddenly surged.

Yang Tian glanced and understood the situation.

This strike from the Palace Master was a test to see if Yang Tian had cultivated Nuwa’s Divine Technique, which would uncontrollably surge when encountering Nuwa’s Divine Breath.

But for Yang Tian, this was very simple!

He directly manifested the Nuwa Golden Body, filtering out all of the Palace Master’s Nuwa’s Divine Breath.

The Nuwa’s Divine Technique inside him quickly calmed down.

With this strike, the Palace Master’s Nuwa’s Divine Breath was filtered, leaving only a simple attack.

This strike was equivalent to the palm of an ordinary human in the Human Realm.

But Yang Tian deliberately activated Divine Breath, pretending to be injured, and even put in great effort, flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of fake blood upon landing.

The Palace Master landed, saw Yang Tian injured, and shook his head: "So you haven’t cultivated Nuwa’s Divine Technique?"

Yang Tian pretended to look frightened, wiped the fake blood from the corner of his mouth, and nervously said: "Palace Master, what are you doing? Trying to kill me? I’m a disciple personally approved by Master Hua! Master Hua wants me to deal with the people from the Celestial Dragon Association!"

The Palace Master studied Yang Tian carefully, probing him with a powerful Divine Sense, before finally shaking his head: "So you really haven’t cultivated Nuwa’s Divine Technique."

"Don’t falsely accuse me. If I had cultivated Nuwa’s Divine Technique, would I still join Yihua Palace?"

Yang Tian exclaimed.

The Palace Master chuckled coldly, saying: "Yang Tian, you have no issues, but the Palace Master has ordered you to kill Li Min from the Celestial Dragon Association before the martial arts tournament!"

"Li Min?"

Yang Tian furrowed his brows.

The Palace Master’s intention for coming here, besides testing whether Yang Tian had cultivated Nuwa’s Divine Technique, was to assign him to assassinate Li Min?

"That’s right, Li Min is the daughter of Lin Zhenbang, strongly supported by him, and her cultivation is continuously advancing. She is our greatest competitor from Yihua Palace. As long as she dies, the martial arts tournament will be dominated by Yihua Palace!"

The Palace Master said coldly.

"Palace Master, please spare me. My cultivation is no match for Li Min."

Yang Tian hurriedly said.

"No worries, here is a Secret Manual of Cultivation for core disciples. Once you cultivate it, you’ll be able to kill Li Min."

With a wave of his hand, the Palace Master summoned a cultivation manual.

Yang Tian reached out to take the manual, intending to say something, but the Palace Master coldly stated: "This is the Palace Master’s order. If you fail, don’t return! Additionally, you only have half a day to cultivate, and tonight, the Palace Master will hold a meeting with Hua Zhenbang to discuss matters regarding the martial arts tournament."

Yang Tian furrowed his brows.

Wasn’t Li Min being pursued by Chiyou?

Wasn’t she trapped in the forest?

Could she have returned?

Yang Tian fell silent, not saying anything else, and the Palace Master gave a brief order before leaving.

Once the Palace Master left, Yang Tian opened the cultivation manual in his hand only to discover it was blank.

His expression darkened: "Is Hua Tiandu deliberately making things difficult for me? He gave me such a manual that contains nothing, clearly intending to send me to my death!"

But Yang Tian had long since cultivated Nuwa’s Divine Technique, so if a real fight broke out, he would have ample opportunity to leave Yihua Palace.

Yet his greatest confusion was, hadn’t Li Min been pursued by Chiyou? How could she still be alive and returned?

Quickly, the afternoon passed.

The Palace Master appeared once more: "Yang Tian, have you cultivated the manual?"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Yang Tian’s eyes, but he still answered: "I have cultivated it."

"Alright, Lin Zhenbang has already brought his daughter over. Follow me." The Palace Master led Yang Tian towards the central hall of Yihua Palace, briefly instructing him along the way: "There will be a small sparring session later, use that opportunity to strike!"