There were several other extremely beautiful supreme female Emperors here, both the temperament and charisma of whom could be described as top-tier. However, even they were amazed when laying eyes on Dugu Youran. The latter carried a natural noble bearing that gave her an unparalleled, transcending beauty even when she was dressed up like a man. Lin Xun also got up from his seat as he didn't want to draw attention as the odd one out. “Youran, please take your seat.” Peng Tianxiang accompanied Dugu Youran with every step, personally escorting her to the main seat in the center. However, when Dugu Youran passed Lin Xun, she suddenly blinked and smiled. “Well, what did I say today? I said that we would meet again, and sure enough,” she said and turned to Peng Tianxiang without waiting for Lin Xun’s response. “As the host of this banquet, of course you should take the main seat. I can just sit here.” With that, she sat down on an empty chair next to Lin Xun. The crowd was stunned. Peng Tianxiang glanced at Lin Xun and then at Dugu Youran. Only after a long time did he muster a smile, “Alright, that works! Everyone, please take your seats as well.” He also took his seat. After everyone had settled down, he smiled, “Now that everyone is here... I'm sure all of you have been curious about the ‘shocking secret,’ so I won't keep you in suspense any longer. This matter concerns the Ruins of the Gods that’s located outside of the forty-ninth Immortal Heavenly Pass.” The introduction caught the whole attention of everyone present. Only Dugu Youran looked calm, seemingly having already guessed what Peng Tianxiang was going to say. “According to the latest message I’ve gotten from my clan not long ago, news has leaked from an unknown Eternal Divine Clan that in at least ten years and at most thirty years, the legendary Battlefield of the Gods will emerge in the Ruins of the Gods!” Saying this, Peng Tianxiang's voice turned serious, “At that time, only those who have put their names on the Battle Stele of the Domains will be qualified to enter the Ruins of the Gods and step into that battlefield. “The message I received also says that whoever stands out in the Battlefield of the Gods will have the chance to obtain a supreme fortune!” The hearts and minds of the crowd were shaken, completely captivated by this news. Someone couldn't help but ask, “If I may, Brother Peng, what kind of supreme fortune will it be?” Peng Tianxiang chuckled, “I dare not speculate, but I did hear that it’s the most valuable piece of fortune in the Great Thousand Battle Domain after the destruction of the last epoch!” The crowd keenly realized how special this fortune was. Of note, while the Great Thousand Battle Domain was treacherous as a home to many battlefields, it also buried many fortunes and secret treasures that hadn’t been explored. Those related to the Battlefield of the Gods were already special, so when one was being described as ‘the most valuable,’ people could only imagine how extraordinary it would be! Peng Tianxiang said, “But it’s too early to be happy. In order to participate in the Battlefield of the Gods, you must first be able to leave your name on the Battle Stele of the Domains. This hurdle alone will eliminate the majority of experts. “And even when one is qualified, what awaits will be competition with the most terrifying characters. From what I know, many powerful supreme experts in the Eternal True Realm have already made preparations to take part in this.” His reminder was like a pot of cold water poured over the heads of the crowd, causing their expressions to change. All of the people here were supreme Emperors who were not worried about getting their names on the Battle Stele of the Domains. However, knowing they were to go up against supreme figures from the Eternal True Realm, the pressure became quite heavy. Although most of them were giants from the Great Thousand Battle Domain and possessed strength that towered over their respective realms, deep down, they knew full well how terrifying the supreme figures from the Eternal True Realm were. For example, Peng Tianxiang right here, who was a member of the Immortal Imperial Peng Clan, was already someone who demanded their respect. As for Dugu Youran, her status was so honorable that it made them feel ashamed. She was at a level so high that they could never climb up to reach her! Meanwhile, Lin Xun couldn't help but frown. He didn’t feel pressured, but instead rather puzzled. What kind of fortune existed in the Battlefield of the Gods that even the supreme experts in the Eternal True Realm would want to become involved in this competition? Was it related to the last epoch? “What’s that face, Ling Xuanzi? Don’t tell me you’re curious as well?” Dugu Youran next to him suddenly transmitted her voice teasingly. Lin Xun imperceptibly stiffened. Without a change in his expression, he transmitted back, “So you’ve already seen through my true identity. Very discerning eyes you have.” Dugu Youran lifted her cup and took a small sip before she whispered, “Worry not. I'm not so bored to reveal your identity at this time. After all, you saved me.” Lin Xun sighed in his heart. The green sparrow was right, this woman was definitely a troublemaker who gave anyone who got involved with her a big headache. Dugu Youran asked, “Fellow Daoist, I'm quite curious about the Ancient Nebula Road. I heard you're from there, so I wonder if you've heard of a supreme Great Emperor named Lin Daoyuan?” Lin Xun was silent for a moment before he replied, “What exactly do you want to know?” Dugu Youran revealed a smile that brightened her whole beauty, “Never mind, now isn’t an appropriate time to discuss this. But I will have to bother you again should I have the chance in the future.” Although they communicated through voice transmission, how could it go unnoticed by Peng Tianxiang's gaze? Especially when he saw Dugu Youran's occasional bright smile, his heart burned with uncontrollable jealousy and he almost couldn’t suppress his anger. However, remembering his third uncle Peng Qianhe's instructions, Peng Tianxiang still held back. Steadying his mental state, he continued with a smile, “But don't be discouraged. In addition to this matter, I also have some good news that I would like to share with all of you.” The crowd all looked over, even Lin Xun and Dugu Youran. Feeling Dugu Youran's gaze fall on him, Peng Tianxiang instantly felt much better. In high spirits, he was about to speak when... A series of deafening rumbles suddenly echoed. In the dark horizon, there was an eye-catching silver chariot fast approaching at void-crushing speed. It was so fast that gusts of silver light flared on the surface like fire. From the chariot’s dazzling glow, an intimidating aura spread. The turquoise lake rippled violently, shooting green light into the sky and triggering a shocking phenomenon. The many experts of the City Lord’s Residence, who were serving as guards and maids on the surrounding aeth mountains and in the vicinity, were terrified. This was the City Lord’s Residence! Who dared to be so unrestrained as to fly over in a chariot? Peng Qianhe, who had been sitting in the City Lord’s Residence, was alerted right away and appeared out of thin air. His face was shrouded in a gloomy chill. However, when he got a clear look of that chariot, the gloom on his face turned into astonishment. He looked somewhat incredulous. With a whoosh, a carpet of golden light unfurled from the chariot, forming a bridge from the sky. Next, two figures walked out from the chariot. One of them looked purely divine. Enveloped by golden flames, he resembled a monarch on patrol. His aura was unbridled, flamboyant, and extraordinarily outstanding. He had long, golden hair. Even his pupils were two golden blazing suns, which was overwhelming to look at! “Rong Xiangli!” Peng Tianxiang's face instantly darkened. The wine cup in his hand was silently reduced to powder. He was an unprecedented expert from the Immortal Imperial Rong Clan, an anomaly amongst supreme Great Emperors. Many people gasped. This was Rong Xiangli? His might was even more terrifying than in the rumors. He was like an ancient god of war descending the mortal world, looking down on everyone and everything! Next to Rong Xiangli was a figure wrapped in wisps of chaos qi. What was revealed was only a vague outline and a pair of eyes as bright as the sun. Every time they blinked, they flashed with sky-burning rays of light. “Zhu Lin!” Peng Tianxiang narrowed his eyes, unable to maintain his composure when he saw this person. Other people might not know, but he was very clear who Zhu Lin was. The latter was the chosen son of the Immortal Imperial Zhu Clan and hailed as ‘peerless’ among all Great Emperors of this clan. He was extremely powerful and fierce! He was not inferior to Rong Xiangli in any way. Now, as the two of them had come in a chariot, their purpose was as clear as day! Silence reigned over the area. The supreme Great Emperors from the Great Thousand Worlds were feeling shocked and uncertain. On the contrary, Lin Xun was very calm, because he had zero idea who the sudden newcomers were. Even if he did, it wouldn’t have any effect on him. However, Lin Xun noticed that Dugu Youran had sighed softly, and an imperceptible hint of annoyance flashed on her face. “I didn't expect your arrival, young friends. You truly caught this old man off guard.” Peng Qianhe greeted the new guests with a smile. Obviously, the identities of Rong Xiangli and Zhu Lin were both so extraordinary that even he, an Ancestor of a Path, had to personally welcome them with courtesy. “We have been presumptuous to come here out of the blue. I hope you won’t be offended, Senior,” replied Rong Xiangli with a polite smile. There was not a shred of arrogance in his manner. Zhu Lin, on the other hand, only nodded before directing his gaze to Dugu Youran in the pavilion. In that instant, his indifferent and conceited demeanor vanished. He walked over with a sunny smile on his face. “Miss Youran, you are really here,” he said, directly ignoring everyone else in the pavilion including even Peng Tianxiang as he stopped next to Dugu Youran. Peng Qianhe watched from a distance with a faint but icy glint in his eyes. In the end, he sighed inwardly. The current situation was no longer under his control. Even if he was the master of the City Lord’s Residence, he couldn't use his authority to intimidate the two noble young masters that came out of nowhere. Peng Tianxiang, however, was unable to hold back. He shot up from his seat and said with a frosty expression, “Zhu Lin, this is a private banquet. Don't you think it's rude to have come uninvited?” Zhu Lin snorted out a loud laugh, “So what, Peng Tianxiang? Do you intend to drive me out?” There was provocation in his eyes. Peng Tianxiang was just about to say something when Peng Qianhe rushed in and took over, “Since they are here, they are our guests, so let’s not sweat over it. Come, Little Friends, please take your seat.” “I cannot agree more, Senior. We are here as guests, not to cause trouble.” Rong Xiangli also walked into the pavilion with a smile. Seeing this, Peng Tianxiang's face became even more somber.