God-Fallen Battlefield

"What's wrong? What happened?!"

"Is this the might of a Saint?"

The crowd was horrified, unable to believe their eyes, and cried out in shock.

But Zhongnan Sword Saint knew this had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of astonishment himself.

"Over one hundred peerless geniuses detected. Conditions met, activating God-Fallen Battlefield."

A voice like a booming bell echoed in everyone's hearts. The crowd was startled and looked up at the sky, only then realizing that this was because the gathering of peerless geniuses this time had reached a certain threshold, triggering a change in the Dream God Realm.

Ordinary people did not understand the meaning of these words, but the various big shots watching the First Martial Arts Tournament felt a jolt in their hearts. Many of their expressions shifted, filled with shock and uncertainty.

The Dream God Realm had emerged alongside the Hundred Sages Reform Heaven. The world knew that the Dream God Realm was a heaven-defying divine artifact forged by several God Lords working in unison. It formed a world of its own, and its various mysterious changes were beyond the comprehension of even Saints.

Although every realm had gods who were granted the authority to control their own domain, the ability to cause the entire Dream God Realm to change was something even gods could not achieve.

The changes at this moment were clearly the result of the will of the high and mighty God Lords who set the rules.

"One hundred peerless geniuses. Are they peerless geniuses even recognized by the gods?"

The big shots of the Human Realm Arbitration Bureau manifested in the Dream God Realm one after another, discussing the matter and roughly guessing the origin of this change.

Generally speaking, a peerless genius was someone who could cultivate to the extreme peak of their rank. In every generation of every world, such monsters numbered no more than ten, which is why no competition of geniuses from any world had ever triggered a change in the Dream God Realm. But this time, the First Martial Arts Tournament of the Human Realm had attracted the attention of the Myriad Worlds, and such peerless geniuses were as numerous as carp crossing a river, emerging one after another, exceeding one hundred. It was shocking, causing the Dream God Realm to undergo unprecedented changes.

A flash of light streaked across, and then an entrance appeared in every world within the Dream God Realm. It looked profound, and a faint path of light could be seen leading somewhere unknown.

Some people couldn't help but step forward out of curiosity to take a closer look, and immediately cried out in disbelief.

"I see the Divine Dojo."

Some didn't believe it and rushed forward. Upon seeing it, their hearts swayed, and they were left soul-stirred and distraught.

"I see the Enlightenment God Tree."

In an instant, a massive uproar was triggered. The elders behind the various geniuses couldn't help but step forward to watch. Their expressions changed, and they unanimously agreed that the God-Fallen Battlefield was a place of true great fortune and great opportunity.

Every grain of sand and every blade of grass was extraordinary, capable of inspiring sudden enlightenment.

Finally, some ancient sects found records of the God-Fallen Battlefield. They knew it was a place sealed by the gods, and one could not enter without great opportunity and great fortune.

"That is the place where the original gods fell; more than ten gods have perished there."

"It evolved from earth, water, fire, wind, yin, and yang, and the true blood of gods nourishes all things. It holds great danger and great opportunity."

"Someone once brought a blade of grass out of there, cultivated a peerless sword intent, and could split the blue sky with a single blade of grass."

"Someone once found the true blood of a god there, achieved a perfect Divine Body, and swept through their generation."

"Others have meditated under the Enlightenment God Tree for ten days, condensed their true techniques, and became Saints the moment they stepped out."

Every legend that spread made the world gasp in shock and yearn for it.

Soon, the Myriad Worlds were in a state of agitation, and all the geniuses could no longer restrain themselves.

"Is it only for the contestants of the Human Realm First Martial Arts Tournament? That's unfair!"

"I am also a peerless genius, I just didn't participate in the First Martial Arts Tournament. Does that mean I can't enter the God-Fallen Battlefield?! Which of those so-called geniuses in the Human Realm can fight me?!"

Some were unconvinced and issued challenges from thousands of worlds away, wanting to obtain a spot in the main tournament.

But no one paid them any mind; no one was foolish enough to give up such an opportunity and fortune.

However, it was soon discovered that such entrances existed in the Dream God Realm of all the Myriad Worlds. Some tried to force their way in, but failed.

"Ah! I am also at the extreme peak of my rank, an invincible king. Why won't you let me in!"

That person was merely roaring in disappointment, not expecting a response from the Dream God Realm.

"Under thirty years of age, break through the light curtain to enter."

The man was shocked that the Dream God Realm would actually respond to him, but he soon gave a bitter smile, feeling powerless against this result.

Subsequently, countless young people who considered themselves geniuses began to attempt to break through.

"Haha! I didn't expect that just by deciding to participate in a martial arts tournament, I'd encounter such a good thing. Everything in the God-Fallen Battlefield is mine. Whoever dares to snatch it, I'll swallow them whole."

A genius of the Taotie Clan laughed wildly and was the first to charge into the God-Fallen Battlefield.

Many others followed suit.

"Don't be in a hurry. It has been confirmed that the battles in the God-Fallen Battlefield will last at least a year, if not several. Let others go in and scout the path first," some older powerhouses secretly transmitted, instructing their juniors.

Not long after, more shocking news spread across the Myriad Worlds.

"The God-Fallen Battlefield is a real world. Once you enter, your true body enters, and there is a risk of falling."

Once this news came out, many people who were jealous of the God-Fallen Battlefield began to hesitate. The powerhouses of the various dojos also began to call back their disciples, their expressions grave, worried about casualties among their ranks.

"True body entry? So what? If I miss this opportunity, I fear I will never have the chance to reach the peak of my generation for all eternity."

Many geniuses who were confident in their invincibility laughed wildly, not caring at all.

The powerhouses of the various dojos in the Human Realm also knew this was a great opportunity and fortune, so they did not stop them. They bestowed precious treasures upon them one last time and finally warned them in unison: "Watch out for Lin Huang."

Some Saints even wanted to find Lin Huang and suppress him directly, hoping to prevent him from entering the God-Fallen Battlefield.

"This is a great fortune, a great opportunity. I cannot miss it."

Lin Huang muttered to himself, knowing that this God-Fallen Battlefield meant something extraordinary for him; it was a perfect transformation and an excellent chance to stand at the Saint rank. Without a shred of hesitation in his heart, he took a step and entered the God-Fallen Battlefield.

This decisive action left the Saints who wanted to intercept Lin Huang deeply disappointed, and a sense of unease began to stir within them.

The Ice-Sealed Sword Saint, in particular, who was the mastermind behind all of this, felt a deep sense of regret, feeling as though he had tried to steal a chicken only to lose his rice.

"It's fine. It's fine. Lin Huang is already a target for everyone, and everyone is on guard against him. The geniuses entering also have heavy artifacts to protect them; they will surely join forces to kill Lin Huang first, otherwise, no one will be able to rest easy."

The Ice-Sealed Sword Saint comforted himself, then spread news of Lin Huang everywhere. Soon, all the geniuses of the Myriad Worlds preparing to enter the God-Fallen Battlefield knew the news.

"A mere pseudo-Saint. It won't be difficult to slay him."

Upon receiving the news spread by the Ice-Sealed Sword Saint, many peerless geniuses sneered, confident that they could kill Lin Huang.

"A Saint rank is a Saint rank after all. You must not take this lightly; it is best to join forces with others and kill this Lin Huang first." Others were ruthless and decisive, plotting and strategizing.

"That's right, it is best to join forces to kill Lin Huang first, and then go seek out opportunities."

Soon, alliances were formed, and some established a pact to kill Lin Huang, agreeing that once they entered the God-Fallen Battlefield, they would first track down Lin Huang's whereabouts and join forces to execute him.