Netherworld Clan Invasion

Xuanyuan Che and the other three found a secluded valley in the Battlefield to rest.

The recent consecutive battles required Yun Mengyao and the other two to digest their gains from the ruins and stabilize their rapidly increasing cultivation.

The valley was serene, with a waterfall like silk.

Yun Mengyao laid down layers of concealment and defensive formations, and everyone began to digest the Dao fruits.

Xuanyuan Che sat cross-legged on a bluestone, observing himself internally. After integrating the spiritual root branch of the twelfth-grade Chaos Green Lotus, his Dao foundation was already incredibly stable. The Chaos Sea within his body was vast and boundless, with every wisp of Chaos Qi as heavy as a mountain.

He had a premonition that he could trigger a Saint Tribulation at any moment if he wished. However, he was still accumulating, aiming for a truly perfect and flawless state.

"Che'er." Yun Mengyao walked over and sat beside him after finishing the formations. "After successively killing Yuxi and Yan Kuang, and severely wounding a Saint King from Burning Heaven Valley and killing a Saint King from Heavenly Palace Academy, this enmity is too deep. I fear the trouble won't be small after leaving the Battlefield."

Xuanyuan Che opened his eyes and smiled. "Don't worry, Second Senior Sister. They are merely two first-rate forces; they can't make too much of a splash. If they are sensible, this matter will be dropped. If they truly refuse to let it go..."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "I don't mind reshuffling the power structure of the Central Continent."

His tone was calm, yet it contained unquestionable confidence. Possessing the Innate Chaos Dao Body and carrying the supreme bloodlines of the two great imperial clans, Xuanyuan and Ji Family, his foundation and confidence far surpassed anyone's imagination in the Lower Realm.

If it weren't for the purpose of tempering his heart in the mortal world and experiencing the joy of cultivation, he could have annihilated these so-called first-rate forces with a mere flick of his finger.

Yun Mengyao looked at his confident demeanor and sighed softly, a mix of helplessness and indulgence in her eyes. "You... always cause so much trouble. But so be it, no matter what, Senior Sister will always be on your side." She reached out, habitually wanting to ruffle his hair, but paused mid-air, thinking it might be inappropriate given the might he had just displayed.

Xuanyuan Che, however, lowered his head proactively, nudging his head towards her hand like a lazy cat, and smiled. "I knew Second Senior Sister was the best."

Yun Mengyao's heart softened, and her concerns vanished into thin air. She gently rubbed the top of his head, her eyes filled with even more indulgence. No matter how strong her junior brother became, in her eyes, he would always be the younger brother who needed care.

At this moment, Mu Qingxue also finished her cultivation and walked over. Seeing this scene, a slight curve appeared at the corner of her cold lips.

Lei Mingjian emerged last; the Saint Fruit was quite difficult to absorb. His vital energy was surging, and he had clearly completely refined the Saint Pill. His cultivation was stabilized at the peak of the mid-Tai Xu Realm, and his physical body's strength had also greatly increased, no less than that of a Saint.

"Awesome! Haha!" he roared with laughter. Seeing Xuanyuan Che, he immediately came over. "Junior Brother, next time there's an old bastard Saint King like that, let Senior Brother here punch him a few times for fun!"

Xuanyuan Che chuckled. "Alright, Senior Third Brother will go first next time."

After a short rest, Yun Mengyao checked her Identity Token.

"The Battlefield has been open for nearly ten days, with only two days left until its end. Our points are already more than enough, and our ranking is firmly in the top tier. Shall we continue exploring, or return directly to the exit area?" she asked Xuanyuan Che, seeking his opinion. Unknowingly, Xuanyuan Che had become the absolute core of this small team.

Xuanyuan Che pondered for a moment. "Let's head directly to the exit. In the last two days, the fighting within the Battlefield will become even more fierce and brutal, with all sorts of 'ghosts and monsters' appearing. Although we don't fear them, there's no need to invite unnecessary trouble. Besides..."

His gaze drifted towards the direction of the Battlefield exit, his eyes narrowing slightly. "The Netherworld Clan won't give up so easily. Perhaps they will stir up some trouble at the last moment."

Mentioning the Netherworld Clan, Yun Mengyao and Mu Qingxue also became serious. This clan was the most mysterious and unpredictable, skilled in schemes and tricks, and indeed had to be guarded against.

"Alright, then we will wait at the exit area," Yun Mengyao nodded.

The four immediately rose and transformed into streaks of light, heading towards the exit of the Myriad Races Battlefield.

The closer they got to the exit, the more cultivators they encountered. When Xuanyuan Che and the other three appeared, it immediately caused a huge commotion.

"It's those four troublemakers from Eastern Xuan Academy!"

"Quick, get out of the way! Don't block the path!"

"Is that Xuanyuan Che? He looks so young and handsome... He actually blew up a Saint King with one punch?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Do you want to die?"

Wherever they passed, the crowd parted like a tide, and all cultivators looked at them with awe and curiosity. Their fearsome reputation had already spread throughout the Battlefield.

Xuanyuan Che, however, remained indifferent, his expression composed.

He killed them, and he didn't need to justify himself.

Soon, the four arrived at a mountain peak near the exit area. Instead of crowding with other academies, they occupied a separate spot, waiting for the Battlefield to end.

Just as Xuanyuan Che had predicted, in the final moments, an unprecedented melee erupted within the Battlefield. For the final rankings and to snatch points from others, the fighting became extremely fierce. It was common to see pillars of light shooting into the sky, with cultivators crushing their tokens to escape.

Top Prodigies also erupted at this moment, displaying astonishing strength and rapidly rising in the rankings.

However, no one dared to provoke Xuanyuan Che and his three companions. Their points were insurmountable, and they were firmly in the top ten, with Xuanyuan Che holding the top spot, far ahead of everyone else.

Yet, amidst the calm wait, Xuanyuan Che finally detected extremely subtle spatial fluctuations emanating from the deepest part of the Battlefield, carrying a dense aura of Netherworld deathliness, and... it was growing stronger.

"As expected... they are coming," Xuanyuan Che thought to himself, a cold glint flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He quietly transmitted a message to his three senior sisters and brother: "At the last moment, there may be unforeseen changes."

The three became alert.

Time ticked by.

Just in the final hour before the Battlefield ended, a sudden change occurred!

RUMBLE!!!

The entire Myriad Races Battlefield violently shook!

The sky suddenly darkened, and a scarlet light seeped out from the cracks in the earth. A dense, nauseating Netherworld death aura erupted from several directions like a tsunami, spreading rapidly!

Countless ferocious and terrifying Netherworld creatures crawled out from underground, killing anyone they saw! Among them were even many Netherworld Clan cultivators with powerful auras!

"Netherworld Clan! The Netherworld Clan is invading in full force!"

"How did they get in?! Why didn't the Battlefield rules reject them?"

"Run!"

The exit area descended into chaos instantly. At the same time, a cold, evil voice echoed through heaven and earth, filled with mockery and cruelty:

"Hehehehe... Prodigies of the Three Thousand Dao Domains? Perfect, as the first batch of blood sacrifices to welcome the arrival of my clan's Netherworld Prince!"

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