"Let me add one thing. Once the battle begins, it cannot end until the others are dead and the top ten have been chosen."
The administrator of the Investiture of the Gods World spoke again. His voice was utterly flat, yet it was like a massive boulder cast into a tranquil lake, stirring towering waves among the God Kings.
This addition to the rules sent many God Kings' hearts plunging completely into the abyss.
Some had originally planned to leave immediately if they could no longer hold on during the battle.
Now, their last shred of wishful thinking was utterly crushed.
Their expressions turned ugly, and some even clenched their fists unconsciously.
As long as they participated, they had to persist until the others died. They had to endure their way into the top ten.
This was a brutal method of elimination.
Of the many God Kings remaining atop the mountains, Jun Changge alone remained seated cross-legged with his eyes closed, expressionless. The other fifteen God Kings all felt immense pressure descending upon them like a mountain, their hearts pounding wildly.
The final test was not only extremely difficult, but also exceedingly dangerous. They were gambling with their lives.
Once they began challenging Jun Changge's projection, there were only two possible outcomes: death, or entry into the top ten. There was no third path.
A suffocating, oppressive atmosphere filled the air.
The mountain wind swept past, yet it brought not the slightest coolness. Instead, it left them feeling restless and overheated.
Among this group, Jiang Ping An could be said to be under the least pressure.
He stood straight, his calm gaze fixed on the golden projection ahead. There was not a trace of fear on his face.
He had been in seclusion all this time and had never heard