The 1,000 surviving contestants had just received the rules for the next stage of the arena battle.
The content was simple—but brutal.
First, the Virtual Universe Network System would evaluate the 900 qualifiers from yesterday's arena battles and select the strongest 100 among them.
These 100 would then face off against Jiang Yan and the other original top-100 trial scorers, determining the true top 100 of the Genius Battle.
From that group, the strongest twenty would be chosen for one-on-one eliminations, producing the final top ten.
The moment the rules appeared—
The square exploded.
Especially among the 800 contestants who were not selected.
"This is unfair!"
"Except for the Great Demon King and Death God Bolan, I'm not weaker than anyone here!"
"Why don't I even get a chance to challenge them?"
"I didn't go all out yesterday—can the system really judge my true strength?!"
Shouts rang out nonstop.
Luo Feng and Thor exchanged looks, stunned.
They hadn't expected the Virtual Universe Company to skip open challenges entirely and let the system decide.
Jiang Yan, however, remained calm.
To him, it didn't matter.
"Enough!"
"Silence!"
The Immortal leaders of the 1,008 Universe Kingdoms spoke in unison.
In the next instant—
Boom!
Immortal-level pressure descended like a mountain.
All those still shouting were crushed to their knees, faces pale with fear, instantly sobered.
"Idiots."
A tall Immortal wearing a golden battle robe, tentacles sprouting from his head, looked down coldly.
"Who do you think you are?"
"In your own universe kingdoms, you might be called geniuses."
"But in the Virtual Universe Company?"
"People like you are common as dirt."
"Questioning the company's decision—do you think you're qualified?"
"If Jiang Yan had objections, the company would listen."
"Because he's a Primordial Secret Realm-level genius."
"As for you?"
"You are nothing."
The words were merciless.
And devastating.
Many contestants who still carried pride in their hearts fell silent.
They finally understood—
Among this generation, only a handful truly mattered.
The Nine Swords Venerable, clad in blue robes, spoke indifferently:
"If anyone disagrees—feel free to refuse joining the Virtual Universe Company."
With that, his figure vanished.
Luo Feng exhaled slowly.
"So… that's it?"
Rong Jun nodded grimly.
"For a behemoth like the Virtual Universe Company, even losing an entire generation of geniuses wouldn't matter."
Thor swallowed.
"So… even if all of us quit, it wouldn't affect them?"
Jiang Yan smiled faintly.
"The Human Race Genius Battle is held once every five thousand years."
"To the company's top executives?"
"That's like five weeks to us."
"Would you care about five weeks?"
Silence followed.
Uka suddenly laughed, breaking the heaviness.
"My opponent tomorrow is from the Gutana Universe Kingdom. Easy win."
"If I win once, I enter the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm."
"Win twice—and I can fight for the Primordial Secret Realm."
Her eyes burned.
"I want that slot."
Ai Chen nodded.
"Realistically, there's only one contested Primordial Secret Realm slot."
"No one can take Jiang Yan's."
"And Death God Bolan is almost guaranteed another."
"That leaves just one—for the rest of us."
Rong Jun clenched his fist.
"I will take it."
"So will I," Luo Feng said calmly.
The two locked gazes.
Jiang Yan leaned back, smiling.
As for his slot?
No one was touching it.
Thor and Hong didn't speak.
They understood their limits.
Their goal was simple—
Secure the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm.
Anything beyond that would be a miracle.
The Final Day
The next morning.
The central square filled once more.
The Nine Swords Venerable appeared in the void.
"Today is the final day of the Genius Battle."
"We will determine the top 100, the top 10, and the top 3."
He raised his hand.
"Begin."
Boom!
One hundred massive arenas descended.
Two hundred contestants—including Jiang Yan, Luo Feng, Bolan, Hong, and Thor—were teleported into the arenas.
The crowd's gaze instinctively locked onto Jiang Yan's arena.
His opponent—
Fuslo, from the Penglai Universe Kingdom.
"Unlucky."
"Meeting the Great Demon King in the first round…"
"How many breaths do you think Fuslo can last?"
"Breaths? One is generous."
Laughter rippled through the square.
Inside the arena.
Fuslo, thin and pale, gripping a war spear, took a deep breath.
"Great Demon King…"
"I know I'm no match."
"But since I'm here—let me at least see how far apart we are."
Jiang Yan sighed.
"Enough."
The spear in his hand moved.
Bang.
Fuslo's body exploded.
Instant defeat.
The square erupted.
"I told you!"
"Didn't even last a breath!"
"What was Fuslo rambling for?"
"Refreshing!"
Even the Immortals were impressed.
"That strike…"
"No excess force."
"Pure mastery."
"His spear path is terrifyingly refined."
Some Immortals even felt a trace of shame.
Fuslo reappeared in the square, face deathly pale.
"I… didn't even see him move…"
Fear etched itself deep into his soul.
Jiang Yan turned away calmly.
"At minimum, the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm is secured."
He glanced toward the other arenas.
Luo Feng was overwhelming his opponent.
Hong and Thor were both firmly suppressing theirs.
Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow.
"They've improved a lot."
"If luck favors them…"
"They might even touch the Primordial Secret Realm."
His gaze shifted again.
Ai Chen.
Pink twin ponytails, dual light blades.
Time Law and Light Law intertwined.
She completely controlled the battlefield.
"Well done," Jiang Yan thought.
Soon—
Battles concluded one after another.
Luo Feng.
Hong.
Thor.
Ai Chen.
All victorious.
Thor laughed openly.
"I made it!"
"The Heaven and Earth Secret Realm!"
Hong smiled quietly.
"This result… is more than enough."
Jiang Yan turned to Ai Chen.
"Your Time and Light Laws have crossed the threshold, but your depth is lacking."
"After the battle, I'll guide you."
Ai Chen's eyes lit up.
"Really?"
"I'll come find you after this!"
"Anytime," Jiang Yan replied.
All worship strength.
And Ai Chen was no exception.
The Nine Swords Venerable's voice echoed again:
"Congratulations to the final 100."
"You are now eligible for the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm."
"Next—"
"The Virtual Universe Network will select the strongest twenty among you."
"From them, the top ten will be determined."
Tension surged.
Most of the hundred held their breath.
This decision—
Determined who could fight for the Primordial Secret Realm.
Jiang Yan glanced toward Hong and Thor.
"I wonder…"
"Will they be among the twenty?"
The final storm—
Was about to begin.
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