Lin Ye's Secret, the Starry Dragon Bone Arena!

As soon as Lin Ye finished speaking, several group members began to chatter amongst themselves.

"To be able to kill the rare beast Blood Scale without taking any damage, under such limited intelligence... Zhou Zhe's combat wisdom and instincts are very strong! He's definitely worth cultivating!"

The person speaking wore a well-fitting black suit, with blond hair and blue eyes, looking like an English gentleman. He wore a silver-rimmed monocle on his nose, and his expression was very serious.

The second person to speak was a perfectly sculpted little boy, about 1.3 meters tall, but he spoke with an air of precocity: "I think Little Ye Zi's disciple has good character! It's clear he's someone who knows gratitude. If he has any last wishes, he can completely entrust them to him!"

The third person to speak was a red-haired beautiful girl clad in heavy knight's armor.

She was very lively, looking like she wouldn't mind if the world descended into chaos: "Group Owner, say something! You've been lurking for so long, come out and say a word!"

Upon hearing this, a man wearing a gray cloak and a purple wizard hat stared at the red-haired girl for a long time before shifting his gaze to Lin Ye and saying, "The planes where the other members are located are fine, but your..."

"I said it before, your world, its future and past, has countless versions, completely unpredictable."

"At least, I can't do it!"

"The timeline of your universe has been twisted into a mess by 'that one'."

"The River of Time is a plaything in His hands."

"History dances at His fingertips."

"I don't even dare to glimpse His authority."

"Honestly... I've met quite a few gods and immortals, but compared to that one... Forget it, the gap is wider than dust and stars! There's no comparison!"

"He is already an unfathomable existence laughing proudly above the myriad seas of the void."

"Just projecting into this universe, I feel like my magic source could explode at any moment! My soul also shows signs of disintegration, and even my true spirit imprint is trembling!"

Having said that, the group owner adjusted his wizard hat and said in a timid tone, "Little Ye Zi... honestly, if you have any last wishes, hurry up and state them."

"Our group's main fighting power isn't weak in the myriad realms and endless planes, but we really can't help with your situation!"

"Whoever goes, dies!"

"Also... a reminder."

"The protagonists on your Earth... cough, the Children of Destiny, there are about a dozen of them."

"I can confirm that your disciple Zhou Zhe is not one of them."

After speaking, the group owner of the Myriad Realms Communication Group looked around for a moment, then suddenly shivered: "Gotta go, gotta go! Don't open a video group in this place next time!"

"I'm genuinely afraid that 'that one' might suddenly get a whim and round up our little broken group, pulling us all into His Cosmic Arena."

As he spoke, the group owner's figure suddenly dissipated, and the other group members also logged off one after another.

Lin Ye put away the silver-white octagonal disc and pondered for a long time before suddenly chuckling.

The "Deity" that had suddenly descended was not a god in the true sense.

According to the judgments of the big shots in the Myriad Realms Communication Group, His status far surpassed that of gods and immortals, comparable to Hongjun in the prehistoric legends who merged with the Dao, or even surpassed him, capable of arbitrarily altering universal rules and planar laws.

Even the almost omnipotent "Myriad Realms Communication Group Points" could not remove the Cosmic Gladiator imprint He bestowed.

To go through the mysterious Myriad Realms Communication Group to redeem options like "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts," "Bloodline Core of the Progenitor of Blood Race," "Lich Phylactery of a Demigod," "Jade Disk of Creation," "Immortal Body," "Infinite Lifespan," "Resurrection of the Dead," "Limiter Removal," the Myriad Realms Communication Group would at least provide a despair-inducing astronomical number of points.

But...

To remove the Cosmic Gladiator imprint?

The group had already directly replied – it's impossible!

The ninth Cosmic Arena countdown, thirty minutes!

After Lin Ye and Zhou Zhe finished their meal, Lin Ye said with a serious expression, "Promise me, don't revive me until your strength reaches a certain level."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhe felt very confused.

Deities would grant a certain amount of combat points to outstanding gladiators. As long as the points were sufficient, they could do almost anything.

Even reversing the time on Earth to the Qin or Han dynasties could be accomplished!

Reviving a human would naturally be possible!

Who wouldn't want to live?

"Xiao Zhe, listen to me carefully."

Lin Ye held the bamboo chopsticks and gently tapped the table, "A resurrected person is still a Cosmic Gladiator, and they still have to fight to the death in the arena."

"Someone like me, with mediocre talent, even with some small secrets, cannot survive for too long in the Cosmic Arena."

"I don't want to waste your points and hinder your growth."

Having said this, Lin Ye put down the bamboo chopsticks, placed his left hand on Zhou Zhe's shoulder, and his handsome face was full of solemnity, "I know you are someone who repays kindness, but you must promise me!"

"Do not revive me until you have the ability to remove the Gladiator imprint."

"It's meaningless!"

Zhou Zhe felt a bitterness in his mouth.

The identity of a Cosmic Gladiator bestowed hope upon humanity on Earth, but it was also an unimaginably heavy burden.

In the vast and boundless universe, there are countless astonishingly talented individuals.

Who can guarantee they will be the one to laugh last?

Who can be certain they will win every single time?

A gladiator can win countless times.

However...

If they fail even once, they will perish without a trace!

Lin Ye's words were practically his last testament.

After a long period of thought, Zhou Zhe finally spoke, "I respect your choice..."

"I absolutely will not let you down!"

Upon receiving his answer, a smile finally appeared on Lin Ye's face.

When he participated in the Cosmic Arena for the second time, everyone thought he had defeated his enemy, was gravely injured, and then miraculously recovered after receiving a deity's blessing. In reality...

Lin Ye had actually perished along with his opponent in that second Cosmic Arena match.

It's just that, before the match, he had borrowed group points from his friends in the Myriad Realms Communication Group to prepare a one-time resurrection method – the extremely rare legendary item from a certain warlock plane, the Tears of the Goddess of Life.

After barely repaying the loan, Lin Ye was no longer able to afford a second resurrection item.

The "golden finger" that was the Myriad Realms Communication Group was clearly known to the "Deity"!

In pursuit of entertainment, the Deity arranged opponents for Lin Ye who were significantly stronger than those faced by other Earthlings!

After each resurrection, every Cosmic Arena match left Lin Ye feeling physically and mentally exhausted, making it increasingly difficult to cope.

A strong sixth sense told him that he wouldn't survive until the end!

His death was rapidly approaching!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances...

It would be today.

Half an hour flashed by in an instant.

The ninth Cosmic Arena match officially began!

Gladiators scattered across the globe were summoned by the Deity at the same time.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Figures vanished abruptly.

Somewhere in the universe, originally dead, cold, and empty...

A new arena was constructed in the blink of an eye!

Dragon bones, stretching for an unknown number of kilometers and obscuring the sky, manifested from the void.

An oval atmospheric shield enveloped it.

In the dark, lonely vacuum where not a speck of light could be seen, starlight gradually emerged, shining brilliantly.

Moments later, countless black dots appeared on the colossal dragon skeleton.

Upon closer inspection, one would realize...

What black dots were those?

They were clearly gladiators from various civilizations!

"Someone complained before that the arena was rather bland, so this time, I put in a little more effort."

A voice, neither male nor female, neither old nor young, shattered the vacuum, breaking through all limitations of medium, and echoed throughout the universe: "Everyone..."

"Welcome to the Starry Dragon Bone Arena."

See you tomorrow! Hahahaha