Outside the Sacred Herb Garden of Vatican Divine City.
A vast swath of dark shadows assaulted the barrier from every direction. Killing intent surged, figures crowded together, scales and armor gleaming coldly. Humans and other races had gathered in groups numbering in the thousands, all powerful mutants and Exotic Beasts competing for the opportunities that might lie within.
Western Dragons and Giants, Eastern demons and monsters.
There were fiery-red lizards dozens of meters long, knights clad in shining armor, Unicorns as white as jade, and beautiful women with flowing golden hair.
All manner of legendary Exotic Beasts, martial artists, and Daoists had gathered here. Most of the Exotic Beasts had taken human form, while a smaller number retained their true bodies. They formed a vast black mass, like dark clouds rolling in before a violent storm.
At the forefront of the crowd stood an entire row of King Level experts, all radiating astonishing energy fluctuations. The few people at the center were impossible to ignore, their auras simply too terrifying. The entire battlefield had fallen silent precisely because of their intimidating presence.
An elderly man with a thick mane of golden hair was especially eye-catching. His entire body glowed, giving off pale golden blood energy that surged toward the heavens, intimidating all the Kings. The whole battlefield lay beneath his terrifying pressure. He was the Old Lion King, an invincible Western expert.
Not far from the Old Lion King stood another figure: Van Lin, an ancient yoga master from India. His skin gleamed crystal-clear, and his head was bald. He resembled a great divine monk, his entire body shining with a solemn, sacred bearing. A divine halo faintly emerged behind his head, making him look like a Deity from legend.
Beside Van Lin stood the old Vampire King. His golden