Normally speaking, anyone who dared descend upon the Ruin Realm to seize the opportunity to become immortal would certainly be a top powerhouse, at the very least at the Dao Ancestor level.
But if a powerhouse like that truly entered the field, the other ordinary Ninth-Order Peaks would have no chance at all. The moment they stepped up, only the word death awaited them.
Even if the Dao Ancestor-level powerhouses of the Ruin Realm took the field, whether they could win was still another question. After all, even among Dao Ancestors, there were still differences of high and low, superior and inferior.
Aside from controlling one more Powerful Heavenly Dao, the Power Dao Ancestor and Fate Dao Ancestor also had Race Characteristics that were extremely suited to their cultivation techniques and Heavenly Daos.
It was because they themselves were strong enough that they had the chance to seize two Heavenly Daos, not because they were lucky enough to seize two Heavenly Daos that they became the strongest Dao Ancestors.
As for this Ten Thousand Realms Martial Arts Arena, what specific rules it still had, whether Mystic Treasures would be banned, whether talismans would be forbidden—these things would in fact all affect everyone's strength.
If strengths were close, sometimes the slightest influence could cause the final result to change.
Let alone some powerful Innate Mystic Treasures, which could play a decisive role in battle.
All the Supreme Realm powerhouses watched the martial arts arena calmly. Not a single one entered rashly. All of them were waiting to see whether any new situation would appear.
After all, defeat meant death. No amount of caution was excessive.
Above the Ten Thousand Realms Martial Arts Arena, those figures were becoming more and more numerous. Because their true bodies were not in the Ruin Realm,