The Birth of a Legend: The Myth of the No-Return City

The more one speaks, the more guilty they appear—this saying couldn’t be more fitting for Yan Xiong.

At this moment, Yan Xiong had already noticed the shift in the gazes directed at him. No longer filled with expectation, they were now laced with disdain and mockery.

Such looks were unbearable for Yan Xiong. There was a time when he had been the most dazzling among the Platinum Medal holders.

Why, in just the few short days since Chen Chang'an's appearance, had he become the target of such deep scorn and ridicule in the eyes of others?

"Chen Chang'an!"

"Go to hell!"

With a furious roar, Yan Xiong immediately attempted to activate Blood Burst to amplify his combat power.

But this time, Chen Chang'an didn’t give him the chance. Having already witnessed the effects of Blood Burst, how could he possibly allow Yan Xiong the time to charge it?

In an instant, Chen Chang'an merged his body with his sword, using his finger as a blade, and lunged straight at Yan Xiong.

Before Yan Xiong could fully unleash Blood Burst, Chen Chang'an was already upon him, leaving Yan Xiong stunned and bewildered.

Why?

Why had he attacked so swiftly?

How was his speed so overwhelming? Before Yan Xiong could even complete his technique, Chen Chang'an was already in front of him.

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed as Yan Xiong was sent flying, his body tracing a graceful arc through the air. Golden sword energy erupted from within him, tearing his body apart until nothing remained but scattered fragments.

Instant kill?

An instant kill?

Chen Chang'an, at the Transcendent Realm's first layer, had obliterated Yan Xiong, who was at the Void Refinement Realm's first layer?

This…

The outcome left everyone dumbfounded. They might have anticipated Chen Chang'an's victory, but never in such an overwhelmingly dominant manner.

This was Yan Xiong—the mighty Yan Xiong!

"In your next life, remember this: no one will wait for you to charge up a technique that requires time."

"Either activate it beforehand or don’t use it at all. Otherwise, you’ll meet a miserable end again."

Chen Chang'an wasn’t a fool. There was no reason to wait for Yan Xiong to fully execute Blood Burst before striking. This wasn’t a friendly spar—the Medal Battlefield was a fight to the death.

At this moment, the overseer of the Medal Battlefield trembled with excitement.

"One hundred victories—Chen Chang'an… wins!"

Boom!

The moment the result was announced, the entire Medal Battlefield erupted in an uproar. At this point, no one cared about their bets. In fact, ever since Chen Chang'an began his unstoppable winning streak, many had already devoted their full attention to witnessing the legendary hundred consecutive victories.

A hundred consecutive Platinum Medal victories, earning the right to advance to the Amethyst Medal—such a feat was nothing short of awe-inspiring!

Cheers and roars filled the air!

In this moment, Chen Chang'an had truly become a god in their eyes—an invincible war deity!

"Chen Chang'an!"

"Chen Chang'an!"

"Chen Chang'an!"

The entire Medal Battlefield resounded with chants of his name.

This was the Chaotic Zone, a land of slaughter, where no kind-hearted souls resided. Yet, none could deny the reverence and admiration everyone held for true strength!

Even Wei Fengtang gazed at Chen Chang'an with keen interest. This mysterious youth, with his Transcendent Realm cultivation, had achieved something perhaps unparalleled in history.

Every opponent he faced had been stronger than him in cultivation, yet he had risen from the Bronze Medal all the way to the Platinum Medal. Now… he stood at the pinnacle of the Platinum Medal, poised to challenge for the Amethyst Medal.

"From start to finish, it’s only taken five or six days. So fast… unbelievably fast."

"Is he even human? How did he accomplish this?"

"A Transcendent Realm cultivator, forging an invincible legend?"

"There’s no doubt about the Amethyst Medal now. Even Yan Xiong, a Void Refinement Realm expert, was no match for him. Chen Chang'an will become the first Amethyst Medal holder in No Return City."

"Absolutely. There’s no question about it."

Even the overseer of the Medal Battlefield was exhilarated, convinced that Chen Chang'an’s acquisition of the Amethyst Medal was inevitable.

Wei Fengtang slowly rose to his feet, his own emotions visibly turbulent.

After steadying himself, he looked at Chen Chang'an on the stage and declared, "Chen Chang'an, congratulations on achieving a hundred consecutive victories in the Platinum Medal Battlefield."

"Your talent and strength are enough to astonish the entire Profound Mystic Realm. I believe everyone here would agree."

Hearing this, many nodded in agreement. The world had no shortage of prodigies and monstrous geniuses, but none had ever heard of a Transcendent Realm cultivator instantly killing a Void Refinement Realm opponent.

Even the top five on the Human Ranking might not be capable of such a feat, right?

Hmm?

The Human Ranking?

Suddenly, the crowd realized something—Chen Chang'an’s name didn’t seem to appear on the Human Ranking. Or perhaps, his Transcendent Realm ranking was too low for anyone to notice.

"Do any of you remember seeing Chen Chang'an’s name on the Human Ranking?"

"No. The Transcendent Realm rankings are too far down. Who pays attention to those?"

"True. But with his strength, Chen Chang'an could easily claim the top spot."

"Ah, if Chen Chang'an continues breaking through in the next three years, the number one position on the Human Ranking will undoubtedly be his."

Chen Chang'an’s youthful appearance and cultivation level had led everyone to overlook his true age. After all, what Transcendent Realm cultivator could live for ten thousand years? That defied all logic.

Moreover, Chen Chang'an’s unique constitution made it impossible for anyone to discern his actual age.

"Can I proceed with the promotion challenge now?"

"Wasn’t it said that defeating ten opponents or surviving for an hour would qualify me?" Chen Chang'an asked.

"Correct. Those are the conditions for advancement."

"However, I must first report this matter to the City Lord."

"We will notify you once arrangements have been made for your final promotion challenge."

Wei Fengtang’s words made Chen Chang'an frown. It wouldn’t happen on the same day?

"Don’t overthink it. This situation is unprecedented—we simply weren’t prepared," Wei Fengtang explained with a smile.

"My heavens, am I seeing this right? Wei Fengtang, Lord Wei, actually smiled and explained himself to Chen Chang'an?"

"Of course! A prodigy like Chen Chang'an, with limitless future potential, might one day stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the City Lord. Who wouldn’t treat him with respect?"

"Fair point. But it seems we won’t witness Chen Chang'an becoming an Amethyst Medal holder today?"

"Watching him achieve a hundred consecutive victories was thrilling enough. Besides, with his strength, is there any doubt he’ll succeed in the Amethyst challenge? None at all."

"True enough."

Though it was somewhat regrettable, today's battle had been thrilling enough. Besides, even if anyone had complaints, it wouldn’t matter—this was Bu Gui City, and the one who called the shots was none other than City Lord Asura.

"Very well, I’ll wait for your news then."

"By the way, before I joined the competition, I placed a bet at your bookmaker. I’d like to ask—when can I settle it?"

Chen Chang'an's words left Wei Fengtang stunned. A bet?

"That’s simple. It can be settled right away. Did you bet on your own hundred-win streak?" Wei Fengtang asked with a laugh.

"Of course. Why would I bet against myself?"

"I went all in—ten thousand top-grade spirit stones. You better not try to wriggle out of it."

"Hahaha, don’t worry. Bu Gui City would never—"

"Wait, what did you say?"

"You bet ten thousand top-grade spirit stones?"