The thick Heavenly Gate that separates Celestial and Mortal realms was finally, in this moment, completely broken through by him. Boundless Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi surged in from all directions through every crevice in the void, almost leaping with excitement as it rushed forward! The Heavenly Immortal Gate is open! His Lifebound Immortal Treasure was shattered, Jin Xu coughed up blood and his face instantly turned pale, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. This Immortal Treasure was meticulously crafted over many years by him, forged with rare Immortal Material, yet before Zheng Chu, it couldn't even withstand a single punch and was forcibly shattered! Perceiving Chu Zheng's aura surging again, Jin Xu's expression changed instantly, raising his hand he said: Chu Zheng seemed to not hear him at all, without any pause, Yuan Qi within him surged violently as he raised his fist again, law-breaking rune burst with dazzling golden light, directly striking Jin Xu's Immortal Body. Jin Xu's Protective Immortal Light was instantly pierced through, his entire being exploded, transforming into a cloud of blood mist, his Primordial Spirit along with him, was utterly annihilated. If he hadn't signed that Life and Death Contract, there would have been some room for maneuver, but having signed it, naturally, he would not hold back at all. Chu Zheng stood mid-air, slowly exhaled a mouthful of Turbid Qi, the immortal power within him slightly surged, his emotions gradually stabilized. Eighth Order, he finally crossed over, reaching this step, he finally had the qualification to touch Heavenly Fate, which is also the threshold to enter the Heaven Burial Palace. In an instant, Chu Zheng felt immensely satisfied, he finally seized the opportunity for Breakthrough Realm. Qi Cultivators, if not burdened with Tribulation Qi, can only actively invite tribulation, only then can they find the chance for Breakthrough Realm. This was the path of a Qi Cultivator, Seizing Heavenly Life for Oneself, how could it be traversed by closing oneself off to the world? At the place where Jin Xu fell, all life force was completely drained, leaving only a barren scorched earth and the lingering ripples of Laws in the air. Chu Zheng's aura was like a drawn sharp sword, growing increasingly formidable, he raised his hand to summon the floating Life and Death Contract imprinted with the blood oath and aura of both parties, it fell down, and with Yuan Qi at his fingertips, he casually wrapped Jin Xu's remains and buried them. Having done all this, Chu Zheng's figure flickered, returning to the place of secluded cultivation, after briefly communicating with Zheng Ping Chu'an, he transformed into a stream of azure light, speeding towards the extreme eastern land of the Lin Xian Realm. By the reckoning of time, the Heaven Burial Competition is about to begin, time cannot be delayed any longer. ...... Original content can be found at NoveI★Fire.net Chu Zheng sped along the way, seeing many cultivators hurrying somewhere. The entire Falling Leaves Heavenly City was boiling over because of the Heaven Burial Competition, it was a banquet for all ambitious individuals, countless Hidden Dragons, exceptional hermits, and even some top talents of sects and families were now emerging from all directions, their target directly Heavenly Abyss City in the extreme east. There, was the largest junction where Lin Xian Realm and the vast boundless Great Universe converge, also the most ancient gateway. This time as the Heaven Burial Ceremony commenced, Heavenly Abyss City became the center of the storm, gathering many formidable beings from various Taoist Orthodoxies. This scene gathered the talents of the time, making Chu Zheng feel somewhat familiar. He sped along the way, consuming Immortal Jade, frequently utilizing the Transmission Arrays between great main cities, took several days before he truly arrived at the gigantic border city shrouded by Chaos Law. Not yet truly close, an immense yet chaotic mixed breath had already surged to greet him. Rather than calling Heavenly Abyss City a city, it was more like a Great Realm forcibly constrained between broken mountain ranges, pieced together from countless bizarre buildings, suspended in the void, receiving starlight, as a realm of its own. At this moment, this gigantic city was already inundated by an unimaginable crowd. On the vast plains outside the city, various Flying Boats, chariots, and Mythical Beast mounts were densely packed, banners fluttering, representing the aristocrats and ancient sects from all over Lin Xian Realm and even from some small worlds near the Lin Xian Realm. Those small worlds did not qualify to participate in the Heaven Burial Competition, could only seek a slim chance through such Great Realms like Lin Xian Realm. The imposing terrifying aura was like beacon fires in the night, interweaving and colliding, the air was filled with an immensely oppressive yet extremely exciting agitation. Inside the city was even more congested, shoulder to shoulder, the wide streets nearly able to accommodate Stars, yet still absolutely packed. Various cultivators in strange attire shuttled among them, some covered in scale armor, some with wings on their backs, some enveloped in Laws aura, the complexity of Taoist Orthodoxies far surpassed what Chu Zheng had seen in later generations. Thus seeing, the number of Second-fold Immortal Martial cultivators seemed not to be too many. Chu Zheng stepped into the city, instantly a buzzing filled his ears. Cries of vendors, sounds of quarrels mixed with Mythical Beast roars, Magic Treasures buzzing... blended into an ear-splitting din. Chu Zheng walked slowly amidst the surging crowd, his expression calm as water, his gaze sharp, silently sweeping over each cultivator he saw along the way, evaluating their aura, orthodoxy, and potential threat. Here, Eighth-Order Creatures were common sights, quite a few younger cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation were also brought by elders to observe the ceremony. Suddenly, Chu Zheng's steps briefly halted, his heart abruptly chilled, among the chaotic aura, he sensed the Heavenly Destiny Origin's aura, this was an aura he was all too familiar with. Now this Heavenly Abyss City... has Ancestral Realm present! Chu Zheng's steps momentarily paused, without much thought, he went directly towards the very center of Heavenly Abyss City. The registration point for the Heaven Burial Competition was set there. A Heaven-Reaching Jade Stele towering over a hundred zhang stood at the center, its surface mixed with numerous Divine Soul auras. This registration had no conditions or restrictions, simple and brutal, yet fair, recognizing only cultivation level. As long as one reached the Eighth Order as cultivator, regardless of background, regardless of good or evil, could step forward, leave their name and a Divine Soul imprint on the stele. Likewise, before leaving an imprint, one must also sign the Life and Death Contract. In the matches, fists and feet have no mercy, Divine Skills have no feelings, casualties are not accounted for, all consequences must be self-borne. Chu Zheng silently joined the queue, slightly thoughtful. This time, Lin Xian Realm's competition was unprecedented in scale, but eventually, only nine hundred slots would be selected. From Eighth Order First Layer to Eighth Order Ninth Layer, each realm a hundred people. Lin Xian Realm originally had a thousand slots, but a hundred of these slots were pre-reserved by the Lin Xian Three Clans. Ultimately, these one thousand people would represent Lin Xian Realm's countless sect and family forces, heading to the Cosmic Edge to participate in the Heaven Burial Ceremony. And this, is merely the beginning. In that desolate, deadly land, they must engage in even more brutal and bloodier battles against true paragons and exceptional individuals, and even monstrous fiends fostered by horrifying forces from Myriad Heavens and Realms as well as the Ten Great Ancient Clans. To vie for those only ten thousand slots leading to the Heaven Burial Palace! Based on past records, each time the Heaven Burial Ceremony opened, the number of cultivators gathered from various realms numbered at least in the tens of millions, perhaps even more. Ultimately, truly stepping into that forbidden land where the Master of Heavenly Fortune was buried, would be only one percent, or even a tenth of a percent! It was truely a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a meat grinder for geniuses, a gamble on fate for Qi Fortune, its brutal massacres defying words. The queue moved slowly forward, finally it was Chu Zheng's turn, he stepped forward, forced out a drop of blood at his fingertip, signing the two characters "Zheng Chu" again on the dark golden contract paper exuding cold Law fluctuations. His Divine Soul subtly moved, a wisp of primordial imprint had been captured by the contract paper. The elder in charge of registration, without raising his head, mechanically handed over a bone tile engraved with a number, speaking softly: "Eighth Order First Layer, next." Chu Zheng took the bone tile, cool to the touch, pitch black throughout, engraved on it the number '4562'. This was still only the number of Eighth Order First Layer cultivators, surely there would be many more afterward. Chu Zheng slightly raised his head, gazing towards the starry sky above. Clusters of indistinct light shadows suspended in mid-air, there were newly opened Small Worlds there. For cultivators initially entering Eighth Order, their blows can already shatter stars and break moons, Eighth Order Perfection could collapse a Star Domain with a single hand, average arenas could no longer accommodate their battles, worlds had to be opened up as battlegrounds. Only three days left until the Heaven Burial Competition opens, his bone tile would randomly draw his opponent. Now all he had to do was await quietly.