The Man's Decree

“Mr. Chance, we’re well aware of that. Only members from the major demonic sects and human sects around Demonia Mountain
possess VIP tokens. And as long as one has an ordinary token, one is allowed to enter the Celestial Battlefield,” said Hamish.
It was clear that they had a good understanding of the rules of the Celestial Battlefield.
“For the next few days, let’s take the opportunity to rest up. We don’t know what sort of danger awaits us in the Celestial
Battlefield,” Jared said to everyone. They nodded in response before calling it a day.
Jared locked himself up in his room where he closely examined the watch. He injected his aura into it but couldn’t find anything
particularly special with the watch.
“Is this just an ordinary watch carved from gem?”
As he stared at the watch, Jared fell into deep thought. He was certain that he wasn’t seeing things, for the watch hand did move
just now.
However, regardless of what he did now, the hand refused to budge. For the next three days, he hit a brick wall in his attempt to
figure out the watch.
That day, Dalton came to see Jared to inform the latter that the passage to the Celestial Battlefield had fully opened. As Jared
held a VIP token, he could enter it in advance.
Nevertheless, news of it wasn’t made public to prevent gate-crashing by those who were desperate.
It would be fine if one or two entered, but if a crowd were to attempt the same, they would be unstoppable, which was the reason
why the passage had been sealed and news about it had been kept secret.
When Jared and Dalton arrived at the grand hall of Creston Sect, they were greeted by the sight of more than ten men. These
men were likely all VIP token holders.
Among them, Jared saw the head of Creston Sect, Artan. He was a wiry-looking elderly man with a goatee. One could tell from
the burning look in his eyes that he was an experienced businessman.
“Everyone, now that the Celestial Battlefield is open, those holding the VIP token can enter ahead of time. That said, the
battlefield will fully open three days later. So, all of you have an extra three days. Use this period to search for magical items, as

you’ll no longer have this advantage once the Celestial Battlefield is opened up to the rest. However, let me rernind you that once
you’re inside, all the rules will no longer apply. Whether you come out alive will be up to your abilities.”
The moment Artan finished, he gave his hand a wave and the roof of the grand hall gradually opened. Everyone saw clouds
spinning around them as if the entire hall had been lifted into the air. Artan took the lead by leaping up, and the others followed
closely behind him.
As the group traversed through the clouds, they saw a dimensional crack in the sky. In front of the crack stood more than ten
men. They comprised of Demonic Cultivators, human cultivators, and members of demonic sects and human sects from
Demonia Mountain.
These men were standing guard to prevent those who were unauthorized to sneak in. Otherwise, the rules of Creston Sect
would be meaningless.
Standing on top of the clouds, the group of newcomers quietly stared at the crack. All of them were in an impassioned mood, for
no one knew what was going to happen once they entered the Celestial Battlefield.
“Mr. Chance...”
Igor had come up to Jared together with Rosetta.
“Mr. Lothian, is Blood Spirit Valley planning to send anyone into the Celestial Battlefield?” Jared asked.
From his perspective, Dalton was the best candidate. He was the most senior disciple and would naturally be a formidable
cultivator.
Another option would be for Igor to enter the battlefield himself, but he would miss out on a good training opportunity for his
disciple.