Watching the two of them ramble on and on with such seriousness, Song Ningsheng sighed and suggested, "How about we watch this 'battle between immortals and mortals'?"

"Can I watch it?"

Qin Shou suddenly raised his head.

"Why the hell didn't you say you could watch this sooner?"

"Tell me quickly, how do I watch it?"

Qin Shou glanced at Song Ningsheng with a hint of complaint.

Song Ningsheng rolled his eyes. "You forgot you have the Heavenly Secret Stone yourself?"

"Wow, this thing can even be used to watch live streams!"

Qin Shou took out the Heavenly Secret Stone, then suddenly realized what had happened and slapped his head.

That's right. I often watch live streams and even tip those who work hard to make a living.

Thinking of this, Qin Shou felt a little embarrassed. He had been so focused on important matters that he hadn't even thought of such trivial things as watching serious programs.

The sages of the Heavenly Mystery Sect throughout the ages have used their spiritual power to construct an alternate space above the Heavenly Profound Continent, also known as the [Spiritual Domain]. Each Heavenly Mystery Stone is like a coordinate; as long as you pass through this Heavenly Mystery Stone, your divine sense can enter that Spiritual Domain.

Whenever a grand event takes place on the Tianxuan Continent, it is usually handled entirely by the Tianji Sect. They would use a large array to capture the event scene and then project it into countless smaller arrays.

"Fuck, it's so dark!"

After Qin Shou connected to the match, he cursed a few times.

Normally, opening the Mirror Flower Water Moon skill only requires a few spirit stones, but this time, watching a live stream required a full 10,000 high-grade spirit stones to open it.

"Damn capitalists."

Although Qin Shou is not short of money, damn it... the speed at which he makes money is truly enviable.

Just think, if 10,000 people are watching the live stream, then the Heavenly Mystery Sect will have earned 100 million high-grade spirit stones and 10 billion low-grade spirit stones. What if a million people are watching the live stream at the same time?

"Damn it, this is infuriating! I'm barely making 100,000 top-grade spirit stones a day!"

"This guy's doing really well; the money he earned from putting together such a big live stream is almost equivalent to my salary over two or three years of lying down."

"Damn it, absolutely damn it!"

"If all I need in this world is money, why are you all working so hard?"

"Honestly, no matter how much you roll around, you're still just a little brother in front of me. What's the point?"

"well........."

Qin Shou sighed deeply, "The suffering of all living beings is truly terrible!"

In the picture.

It is a magnificent and vast golden battle platform.

The battle platform rose into the air, vast and imposing. A person standing on it felt as small as an ant crawling on a huge island.

Surrounding the battle platform, amidst the sea of ​​clouds, stood thirty-six golden pillars adorned with dragon patterns. Each pillar was vast enough to accommodate thousands of troops.

Those who can ascend to the viewing platform atop the dragon-patterned golden pillar are all super powers that dominate their respective regions.

It's fair to say that in the current situation in the Central Plains, even if your clan has a powerful expert at the Integration Realm, they might not be able to ascend.

Leading them were naturally the ten imperial clans that had watched the rise and fall of the Central Plains for millions of years, as well as some ancient forces comparable to them.

On the other side was the "banished immortal" who had descended to the mortal realm.

Compared to the numerous forces on the Tianxuan Continent, the group from the Upper Realm was relatively small, numbering only about a thousand people. However, they were also divided into various factions.

"Hmph, just some lowly barbarians from the lower realms, nothing more than clay chickens and earthen dogs, how dare they challenge us?"

From the ranks of the banished immortals, a young man clad in silver armor stepped forward, wielding a long spear crackling with lightning, exuding an aura of power and prestige.

As this person stepped out, many figures in the Tianxuan Continent camp exclaimed in surprise.

This person was simply too young, not even a hundred years old, yet he already possessed the cultivation level of the seventh level of the Void Realm.

This is almost impossible in the Nether.

Moreover, many highly skilled figures could sense the surging blood and qi within this young man, like a dormant dragon, vast and dazzling.

"I alone am enough to deal with you all."

The arrogant young man in silver armor roared, "Who dares to fight?"

"I'll do it."

A loud, rough roar.

At the center of the golden battle platform, the void trembled and rippled, and a burly young man dressed in blue armor stepped out from it.

His body was surging with energy, which coalesced into a large, azure sun image hanging behind him.

"He's one of the top 100 talents on this year's Immortal Martial Arts Tournament list!"

"I remember him, the Heaven-Shaking Dragon Azure Sun Tiger, ranked seventy-seventh on the Immortal Martial Ranking."

Someone spoke up and recognized the person.

This year's Immortal Martial Arts Tournament had over ten thousand participants, but only a hundred were able to make it onto the Immortal Martial Arts Ranking.

It can be said that these hundred prodigies will be the overlords of this continent in the next era.

"I just wonder if Qingyang Tiger can defeat this arrogant young man who looks down on everyone?"

"I think it's difficult. After all, that person comes from the Upper Realm, and is only a Void Realm cultivator under a hundred years old. How terrifying is that? Even the one from the Taixu Imperial Clan doesn't possess such talent."

"Hey, how can you say that? Can the upper realm and the lower realm be the same? If Taixu Ye were to go to the upper realm, what's so special about a hundred years of Void Realm cultivation?"

"Yes, you're right. In a duel between prodigies, besides cultivation level, experience and mental fortitude are also extremely important."

On the distant viewing platform, people were whispering amongst themselves.

"My name is Qingyang Tiger."

The burly young man cupped his hands in greeting, "May I ask your name?"

However, upon seeing this, the young man in silver armor couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"At over five hundred years old and only at the seventh level of the Void Realm, trash like you doesn't deserve to know my name, nor does he deserve to fight me."

The boy's coldness immediately drew a wave of discontent.

"Damn it, what do you think you are?"

"If you hadn't been born in the upper realm and received teachings from immortals, you might not have been as outstanding as Brother Yang Hu."

"Exactly, exactly. If he were more humble, I might respect his amazing talent, but if he's going to act so arrogantly, then sorry, I don't have a son like you."

"Hahaha, Brother Yang Hu, kill him! He's just a little kid who hasn't even been weaned yet."

"Shh~~"

A series of sighs and slogans rang out.

Most of the people speaking were those who had participated in the Immortal Martial Arts Tournament, just like Qingyang Hu. Whether they admired each other or faced a formidable enemy, they all displayed unprecedented unity, using their verbal skills to unite against a common foe.

"Hmph, I hope you lords from the upper realms truly have the right to be so arrogant."

Seeing the other party looking down on the geniuses of the lower realm with such a superior attitude, Qingyang Hu couldn't help but become cold-blooded.

People like him are never good people.

Since the other party doesn't know what respect is, then beat them until they do.

"Come and fight!"

Qingyang Hu shouted fiercely.

The roars of dragons and tigers echoed from his body.

"I told you, you're not worthy to fight me."

The silver-armored youth stood with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of making a move.

"You're asking for it!"

Qingyang's tiger eyes were bloodshot, and he thrust out with both fists. The blazing laws burned into a great sun at the tip of his fists, accompanied by the coiling of dragons and the crouching of tigers, surging and crushing towards the silver-armored youth.

With just this one punch, he could easily kill an ordinary cultivator at the seventh or eighth level of the Void Realm.

They even managed to kill someone at the ninth level of the Void Realm.

"I told you, you're not worthy."

The young man in silver armor slightly raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with disdain.

With a flick of his wrist, he casually flung out the spear.

Sizzle!

The void shattered, and lightning flashed.

The spear moved with lightning speed, causing even many powerful cultivators at the Integration Realm to furrow their brows slightly.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered.

The spear pierced straight through Qingyanghu's chest, giving him no chance to react.