Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Ye Ling cursed angrily, "What a bunch of trash; if you can't do it, doesn't mean others can't."

"What's wrong with using a sword with Shenfeng? Who said you can't use a sword? Can't pick on words properly and you blame us?"

"If you don't have the strength, then don't yell around here, you embarrassing piece of crap. Killing you would dirty my hands," Ye Ling spat viciously.

Everyone was speechlessly mute, what can you do when faced with someone like this?

You can't outtalk him, you can't beat him, and he's completely unreasonable. Forget it, forget it. Let's not stoop to his level; a freak like him will have his comeuppance.

Seeing that nobody was speaking, Ye Ling pursued with another taunt, "A bunch of good-for-nothing cowards, too scared to even speak—what's the point of living?"

"It's a waste of air for you to live, a waste of land when you die, and a waste of Huaxia Currency when you're barely alive."

Thump. Everyone felt as if they'd been harshly struck in the chest with a hammer, almost spewing blood. This guy was bullying too much, it was a bit too much.

"A bunch of old coots!" Ye Ling cursed coldly.

The strongest member of the Dark Council suddenly glared and snorted, "What do you mean by that? Did I say anything?"

Ye Ling quickly waved his hand, "I wasn't talking about you, I meant them."

"Uh... huh?" The strongest member of the Dark Council's eyes widened in confusion.

The foreign power users standing nearby didn't dare to bicker with Ye Ling, the Grim Reaper. No one thinks they've lived too long to seek trouble with him for no reason.

Li Tianhao also stepped out, took a deep breath, and slowly brought his palms together. All of a sudden, a ray of light appeared on either side of his body, crisscrossing and melding together.

"Rapid Light Formation, charge!"

Boom, the light struck the stele with a thunderous impact, leaving a round imprint with its fierce attack.

The few people behind either failed or succeeded one after another; in the end, less than a hundred people passed, and all others were eliminated.

Heitu Baiyun were reluctantly expelled by a surge of energy. When all the failures had been sent out, everyone present received an antique bronze-colored ring on their hand.

"For being the first, you are hereby awarded a high-level storage ring."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

A voice flashed across Ye Ling's mind, cold and emotionless, yet full of great authority.

Seeing the slightly darker ring in his hand, Ye Ling happily put it on. He poured Spiritual Power into the ring, and the space inside immediately opened up.

The space inside Ye Ling's ring was a vast one thousand square meters, whereas the others only had ten square meters. However, to the others, this was already a tremendous surprise.

Especially for the foreign power users, who had never seen such a magical ring—a stir of excitement as they followed instructions to feed their power into the ring, and they almost jumped in excitement when they accessed the space.

With the storage rings on, the owners stowed their belongings inside, and Ye Ling, together with the others, continued forward according to the instructions.

After walking a full ten minutes, everyone came to an expanse of collapsed void and stopped.

The moment everyone halted, ten steps shimmering with colorful divine light appeared out of the void, leading up to a dazzling and brilliant platform.

There were a hundred steps with some missing; if one were to step into a void, they would fall into an endless expanse, a matter of life and death.

"You all are to be divided into ten teams. Each team will throw a die and move forward according to the number thrown; if you fall into the void, you die! Only those who reach the Divine Platform safely can continue to the next round."

The grand and vast voice echoed once more, and this time, everyone was stunned.

"Are you freaking kidding us?"

"Have we risked our lives to gamble with you?"

"And rolling dice, why don't you just deal a deck of cards for a game of fighting the landlord instead? Whoever loses, dies—that would be much quicker."

Thump, thump, thump, in front of the ten steps, ten huge dice appeared, each taller than a person, and each engraved with the numbers one through six.

"These bastards sure know how to have fun, using this to test a person's luck?" Ye Ling was left speechless, these guys' ideas were truly out of the ordinary.

Whether it's a human, an Immortal, or a mutant, successful people all share a few essential factors, such as strength, courage, and mindset.

But among these factors, the most important is luck—a pig with unstoppable luck could become the richest tycoon.

Don't doubt it, like in reality, a certain royal family's cat inherited its owner's astronomical fortune, which is more than some people could earn in a lifetime. This is luck, this is destiny.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering what to do. They had no choice but to follow the voice's instructions. Didn't you hear him say that those who can't reach the Divine Platform must die? Now, even the way back is sealed off.

First, ten people stepped onto the staircase at the same time. As the ten people stepped on it, the staircase unexpectedly changed.

Some collapsed steps snapped back into place, while some that were still there quietly disappeared—this seemed to prove a person's luck.

The most unfortunate of these ten individuals had just stepped onto it when a hundred steps suddenly vanished—fifty of them to be precise—and all that disappeared were odd numbers, such as one, three, five, seven, while the even numbers like two, four, six, eight remained.

This guy was dumbfounded, tears brimming in his eyes as he looked back at the crowd. How was he supposed to roll now? He could only roll odd numbers, and if he didn't, it meant death.

"Is this some kind of joke?" The unfortunate individual trembled with a heart that just wanted to cry. This was literally a matter of life and death.

Ye Ling burst into laughter, attracting countless sidelong glances. This guy was just too unlucky, it would be defying the heavens if he could actually make it across.

"Hurry up! Roll it fast, I'm still waiting for my turn!" Ye Ling laughed heartily, utterly graceless.

One by one, the ten people cautiously began to throw the dice, picking up the human-sized dice with trembling hands and gently tossing them. As the numbers showed, they started walking up the steps.

"Ah! Save me!"

On the first roll of the dice, the pitiful guy immediately fell down; he rolled a two and met his end on the second step, falling into the void and vanishing from sight.

Everyone shivered coldly, damn, this was serious business. If you didn't roll well, you'd really be dead!

People still rolling the dice were shocked, their foreheads instantly covered in dense sweat, hearts pounding in their chests.

Another person stepped up to take the place of the one who failed, and began rolling.

Li Tianhao, however, looked indifferent, proudly saying, "Tsk tsk, this challenge is my specialty, I may not be good at anything else, but defying fate, I'm an expert!"

"Bullshit about defying fate, be careful, if you really fall down there, I can't save you," Ye Ling warned him.

This was a trap set by Immortals, and Li Tianhao's half-baked skills were worth squat.

Suddenly another person fell down, and everyone grew tense. This was gambling, the largest and most lavish bet in the world.

Because it was a gamble with their lives!