Chapter 811 — Grand Coliseum

Once he had enough of the scenery, Yuan began making his way towards the large circular building in the distance.

While everyone else flew, Yuan used his legs and walked toward his destination.

"Feng Feng, is there a reason why my spiritual energy isn't stable in this place? This happened when I was teleported to the Fifth Heaven, as well." Yuan decided to ask Feng Yuxiang.

"That's because you're not used to the atmosphere of this place, Young Master. The spiritual energy in this place far surpasses anything you've experienced before, and your body needs time to adjust to it, hence why you cannot use your spiritual energy, not to mention your low cultivation base."

"Low cultivation base? But I am almost a Spirit King." Yuan raised his eyebrows.

How can a Spirit King be considered having a 'low cultivation'?

"Being Spirit King may be an impressive feat in the lower heavens, but in the upper heavens, it is worthless, and you're no different than a Spirit Warrior in the Lower Heaven as a Spirit King in the upper heavens."

"Heavens… Why is the cultivation path so long?"

"It's not just long, Young Master— it's never-ending. Even if you reach the highest known cultivation level, there will always be more levels above that. It is only a matter of who would discover it."

"Is that so… I—"

Just as Yuan was about to ask a question, he was interrupted by a gust of wind.

Yuan looked up to see a beautiful woman floating right above him.

"Looks like you really came." Yan Hara said to him with a smile.

"Of course." Yuan nodded.

"I hope you'll enjoy the show. Ah, I should probably warn you before it starts— you should brace yourself. I wanted you to come here not only to watch the tournament but also to train you."

"Train me?" Yuan asked.

"You'll understand soon. Don't lose consciousness, or you'll miss the whole thing." Yan Hara winked at him before flying towards the building in front of them.

Yuan swallowed nervously after hearing Yan Hara's words, and he wondered what she was talking about as he approached the building.

Once he reached the entrance, he was stopped by a middle-aged man casually sitting by the entrance, who asked him, "Do you have a pass to get in?"

"Huh?" Yuan showed a puzzled face behind his mask.

"You know, the red medallion you used to come to this place." The middle-aged man explained.

Yuan's eyes widened, and he quickly said, "T-That was also a pass?! But mine broke the moment I activated it!"

"That's unfortunate. Looks like you cannot enter without a pass." The middle-aged man shook his head.

Yuan was speechless.

However, before he could say anything else, the middle-aged man suddenly burst out laughing and said, "I am only joking with you, kiddo. Who brought you here? It's really uncommon for cultivators of your level to show up for this event."

"Really? Is there a reason why?" Yuan then asked.

"Why? Obviously, because they cannot handle it."

"It?"

"The demon's killing intent, of course. What else?"

"I see…"

"So? Who brought you here. That person must be a sadist, or confident in your abilities to bring you here."

"Senior Yan." Yuan said.

"Yan? Yan Hara? She actually brought you here?" The middle-aged man expressed surprise after hearing her name.

"That woman is definitely a sadist. You should watch out, kiddo." He said after a moment of silence.

"I-I will…" Yuan nodded in a dazed manner.

"Anyway, you can go take a seat. Since you're only a Spirit King, you should take the seat that's the furthest away from the arena, which would be the seats at the end of the coliseum."

"I understand. Thank you for the advice." Yuan bowed to the middle-aged man before walking into the Grand Coliseum.

"His demon sealing aura is quite ridiculous for someone at his cultivation… Where did Yan Hara pick up this monster? He would've been a valuable presence for the Demon Sealing Clan during the dark day, but alas, he was born in the wrong era." The middle-aged man mumbled to himself as he watched Yuan's figure disappear into the coliseum.

"Grand Elder Suo, all of the participants have arrived."

Someone appeared before the middle-aged man shortly after Yuan left.

"Alright." The middle-aged man surnamed Suo stood up and disappeared with the other person.

Meanwhile, Yuan followed the other demon sealers to the spectators' area.

Once he arrived, he took a seat all the way towards the end of the coliseum.

'This should be good enough… hopefully. I wouldn't be able to move any further back even if I need to…' Yuan sighed inwardly.

Sometime later, Yuan noticed three figures approaching him from his right.

"Excuse me, do you mind if we sit here?" One of them asked Yuan in a polite voice.

"No, go ahead."

"Thank you."

Yuan then watched as these three individuals sat down, and he couldn't take his eyes off them for some reason.

One of them noticed Yuan staring at them and smiled at him in a friendly manner.

"S-Sorry… That was rude of me." Yuan quickly apologized once he realized that he'd been staring at them.

"Don't worry, we're used to it as triplets."

"Triplets…" Yuan muttered in a low voice.

Two of these three people were beautiful young ladies while the third person was a handsome young man, and while the two ladies looked almost identical to each other with the only difference being their hairstyle, the young man also looked very similar to the ladies.

"Is this your first time to the Grand Coliseum?" The lady sitting beside Yuan suddenly asked him.

"Yes, it is. What about you guys?"

"This is also our first time. We wanted to come last time, but we were only Spirit Kings at that time, so our family did not allow us to come here. Seeing you here as a Spirit King really makes me envious." The lady said.

And she continued, "Oh, I am Lian Er."

"I'm Lian Li." The lady sitting beside her sister, Lian Er, said.

"Lian San," said the young man.

"Hello, I'm Yuan.." Yuan introduced himself last.