Erosion of Heaven Finger

Virtual Universe, Killing Field.

The Killing Field has always been the premier location for humanity's powerhouses to practice and simulate combat. Even for individuals like Guen, or even those at the level of a Universe Venerable, it is frequently used for training and simulation.

The simulations of the Killing Field, the clashes within the dueling spaces...

These features ensured that the Killing Field regained its vitality the moment the Virtual Universe was rebooted.

Guen and his two companions descended into the Killing Field.

The conditions were set: both sides possessed the divine bodies of a King Peak, with identical genetic multipliers, weaponry, and other parameters.

King Zhuodai cast a sidelong glance at Yingjun: "You decide the scenario."

That single look contained a blood-soaked murderous aura, the accumulation of billions of epochs; a single glance would be enough to make a non-Immortal lifeform's soul scatter and vanish into thin air.

"Since this is a friendly spar, let's go with an arena," Yingjun said, looking calm and unruffled.

"Heh," King Zhuodai gave Yingjun an extra look. "A Spirit Reader? Then let's make it a shrinking arena; otherwise, one chasing and one fleeing would be too boring."

An arena is not exactly fair, but it lacks any major drawbacks, making it quite suitable for a friendly spar.

A shrinking arena is one that constantly contracts, designed specifically for those who avoid combat and make sparring sessions tedious.

If it is meant to be a spar, then deliberate evasion would strip the encounter of its meaning.

"Fine." Yingjun remained as indifferent as ever.

King Zhuodai was quite displeased by this attitude, focusing most of his attention on Guen with constant provocations.

Yingjun entered the arena first. With a single gesture, burning stars filled the arena. The black flames vanished into the void upon landing,