Chapter 1571: Chapter 1571

"Is the Firelord about to arrive? How exciting!" The crowd eagerly turned their gaze toward the sky.

Listening to the chatter around him, Du You finally understood that it was the master of this place who was arriving.

As time passed, the fire clouds in the sky grew denser, and the temperature steadily climbed. No, it wasn’t just about the temperature—the Flame Attribute Laws in the surrounding area were continuously strengthening, causing fluctuations in other laws as well.

The fluctuations were so intense that even a seventh-tier powerhouse like Du You could feel the heat.

Suddenly, a large portion of the fire clouds began to spin rapidly, transforming into a massive vortex. Countless fire clouds were drawn into the vortex, and the center began to glow an ever deeper shade of crimson as an immense power compressed further and further.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the red core at the vortex’s center abruptly turned black, and the sky split open. A tremendous spatial wave erupted, followed by the appearance of a figure in the air.

"This is a masterful utilization of flame power, using Flame Laws to tear through space for transmission. The distance traveled must be immense."

Du You could sense the delicate control the figure had over their power. Even so, the sheer scale of the spatial fluctuation proved the figure had crossed an incredible distance to reach here.

Furthermore, given that the figure used such a method, it likely meant they lacked mastery over the Spatial Laws. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵

That was understandable—not everyone was like Professionals who could comprehend multiple laws. In truth, for most beings in various worlds, comprehending even a single law was immensely challenging, let alone multiple laws. Usually, it’s one or two at best.

The figure, known as the Firelord, would certainly wield the Flame Attribute. Whether they possessed other attributes remained unknown.

"Master’s analysis should be correct, but it might be missing one detail. The chaotic nature of this world’s laws makes long-distance transmission difficult. Even this level of spatial fluctuation demonstrates the Firelord’s overwhelming strength."

Lin Yucha transmitted her thoughts to Du You through their panel interface. The group communicated subtly, ensuring those around them remained unaware.

Raising his head, Du You looked at the figure in the sky. The figure appeared somewhat illusory, surrounded by clusters of radiant, red luminescence. Standing over three meters tall, it was unclear whether that was their actual height or due to other factors.

Through the hazy glow, Du You discerned that the newcomer seemed to be humanoid. However, whether they were human wasn’t certain—many worlds hosted humanoid beings that cultivated and ascended in various ways.

The figure’s facial details were completely obscured, with a mass of red cloud atop their head. Behind them loomed a massive red halo, slowly rotating and emanating a dominant aura that influenced everything around them.

Suddenly, a formidable pressure descended across the area. Du You involuntarily felt his back start to bend. Many people around him immediately fell to their knees, while a few managed to hold their ground.

Du You’s eyes flickered with anger, but resisting was impossible. The pressure alone was enough to make endurance unbearable.

He understood clearly—an eighth-tier powerhouse was not someone a seventh-tier like himself could contend against. The power gap represented a qualitative leap. Though he didn’t know the precise strength of the Firelord, Du You was certain that even a newly ascended eighth-tier being’s aura could suppress him effortlessly.

Every tier’s ascension was a monumental leap, a transformation fundamentally beyond comparison with the tier before it. Given Du You’s position, it was commendable that he could even resist this much. Just as he was preparing to endure longer, his eye caught sight of several figures seemingly from Earth among the crowd.

These individuals were sitting on the ground—yes, sitting, not kneeling.

"It seems that as long as you’re positioned lower than the Firelord, the oppressive aura can be avoided."

Feeling a mix of reluctance and resignation, Du You decided against further resistance. It wasn’t due to a lack of confidence but because combating the pressure offered no benefit. If he drew the Firelord’s attention, he feared being crushed as easily as an ant.

"Let’s sit," Du You transmitted to the two sisters.

The sisters, hearing Du You’s command, followed his lead and sat down just as he did.

Perhaps the figure in the sky noticed their actions, or perhaps they didn’t, but the Firelord seemed completely indifferent. As long as no one resisted their authority, they were satisfied.

After a long moment, the pressure dissipated. The Firelord’s voice finally echoed across the sky: "Thank you all for coming to my domain to participate in this gathering. I believe everyone is already familiar with the rules of the duels, so I won’t repeat them. Moving forward, I hope no one violates the rules. For those who wish to join my forces, you may apply for the testing afterward."

The voice was hazy and ethereal, yet perfectly comprehensible to everyone present. At their level, even without a shared language, they could convey meaning—such was the nature of Divinity.

With just a brief proclamation, the Firelord showed themselves before promptly vanishing once more.

This departure was far less dramatic than their arrival, as they disappeared instantly. "It’s not spatial teleportation. Is it extreme speed? No, that’s not it either—it must be a specialized application of the laws."

Du You could not discern the exact method but began speculating nonetheless. With the Firelord’s departure, many around him rose to their feet.

Of course, some among the crowd had noticed Du You and his companions sitting instead of kneeling. Most of the reactions were contemptuous, though a few people appeared regretful that they hadn’t thought of such a method themselves.

Meanwhile, discussions erupted among the attendees as they processed the recent events.

"That’s what it means to be an eighth-tier powerhouse. The sheer magnitude of their strength is terrifying. Unfortunately, I won’t reach that level in this lifetime."

"If you can’t reach it, that’s fine. Joining the Firelord’s forces would be wonderful. I happen to have the Flame Attribute—I plan to try the test afterward." Aligning oneself with a mighty figure was not considered shameful in this world.

Rather, securing a position under such a being was viewed as an honor; many ordinary individuals lacked even the qualifications to apply.

At the same time, a group of guards serving the Firelord arrived—this time, not just two of them but a total of ten. The strongest among them was already at the late seventh-tier, a level that Du You found utterly unbeatable.

These guards began setting up the designated arenas for the upcoming duels. Each arena appeared small but was imbued with spatial manipulation, ensuring an expansive internal space and comprehensive defensive measures.

Fighting within these arenas would guarantee no damage to the outside environment.

Du You realized these arenas had been the flame-shaped structures scattered throughout the city. Initially, he had assumed they were merely decorative. Now that they had been activated, Du You saw their hidden depths.

All he could say was that the craftsmanship behind these mechanisms was incredibly ingenious—so much so that he hadn’t been able to discern their true purpose until now.