The true competition had only just begun.
Over a thousand geniuses, whether in the Transformation God Abyss, the Blood Prison, or elsewhere, appeared in the Virtual World at this moment.
Ye Xiwen and the others, who had been discussing the Dao, also stopped. A spatial portal appeared before each of them.
Ye Xiwen did not hesitate and stepped directly into the Battle Arena. The Battle Arena was situated on an island, but though it was an island, it stretched for tens of thousands of miles, like a small continent.
"Heh heh, you're Ye Xiwen? You don't look like much. It seems the tales about you are nothing but a joke!"
Suddenly, a vague figure appeared before him. Its features could not be made out; only a pair of blood-red eyes could be seen within that Black Shadow, inspiring a bone-chilling dread.
"Your luck is terrible, running into me!"
Wave after wave of tyrannical aura erupted from the Black Shadow, surging with the true essence of martial arts as though it could utterly destroy heaven and earth.
Those able to cultivate in the Transformation God Abyss were undoubtedly peerless geniuses among peerless geniuses, and this person was one of the best among them.
Po Wang Realm Ninth Level!
"Whose luck is worse remains to be seen!"
"You're courting death!"
The Black Shadow's voice abruptly turned icy. "What do you think you are? A mere human daring to bluster before me? I've long found you displeasing. I have cultivated for only three thousand years and already possess such cultivation. You think you can contend with me? You're still far too lacking!"
Suddenly, the Black Shadow vanished. His entire body disappeared like a cloud of mist. When he reappeared, he was already before Ye Xiwen's forehead, moving at the absolute limit of speed,