Central Continent.
Taiyu Imperial Dynasty.
The eight gates of Zhenjing.
They were both entrances and battlefields.
After those Dragon Slayers burdened with destiny entered Zhenjing, they encountered their opponents.
Without any need for the ancient powerhouses or arrivals from the starry sky to say a word, these Dragon Slayers had already taken the initiative to attack.
That unique aura of destiny told the Dragon Slayers that the people before them were their enemies—and rivals they had to overcome on their path to becoming the strongest.
Only by killing the person before them could they enter Zhenjing.
There were many people near the eight battlefields.
The Dragon Slayers currently clashing were all at the Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster level. None had yet advanced to become Blood-Changing Martial Saints, though they were all close.
As long as they killed their opponents and seized the Imperial National Fortune and destiny from them, the power they gained would be enough to advance them into Blood-Changing Martial Saints.
This path of growth was incredibly fast and incredibly brutal. Only Dragon Slayers like them could accomplish it.
Only with destiny's blessing could they withstand such power—and absorb it.
They had already experienced this along the way here.
They all wanted to become the final victor, sit high upon the imperial throne, and become the new emperor.
Ever since the Hengyuan Divine Vein shattered ten thousand years ago, rendering Taiyu Divine Continent unsuitable for cultivation above the Divine Aperture Realm, such a spectacle had never appeared again.
Over the past nearly ten thousand years, quite a few Dragon Slayers had emerged. Yet they rarely encountered one another, because once the previous Dragon Slayer established an imperial dynasty, they lost their destiny and became ordinary cultivators.
Then new Dragon Slayers would rise anew, overthrow the imperial dynasty founded by