God-Fallen Battlefield

"What's going on? What happened?!"

"Is this the might of a Saint?"

The crowd was horrified and couldn't believe their eyes. Cries of shock rang out.

But Zhongnan Sword Saint knew it had nothing to do with him, and couldn't help feeling surprised as well.

A voice like a great bell boomed in everyone's heart. "Over one hundred peerless geniuses. Conditions met. Activating the God-Fallen Battlefield."

Everyone was startled and looked up at the sky. Only then did they realize that the gathering of peerless geniuses had reached some sort of threshold, triggering a change in the Dream God Realm.

Ordinary people didn't understand what those words meant, but the bigwigs watching the tournament were shaken. Many of their expressions changed, and they were left in disbelief.

Since its sudden appearance during the Hundred Sages Reform Heaven, everyone knew the Dream God Realm was an against-heaven divine artifact forged through the combined efforts of several God Lords. It formed a world of its own, and its myriad wondrous changes were so profound that even Saints couldn't fully fathom them.

Although every realm had Divine Beings who had been granted authority to control their own world, even they couldn't make the entire Dream God Realm change.

This change had clearly come from the will of the lofty God Lords who set the rules.

"A hundred peerless geniuses. Peerless geniuses even recognized by Divine Beings?"

The bigwigs of the Human Realm's Arbitration Bureau manifested in the Dream God Realm and began discussing the matter. They had more or less guessed what had caused the change.

Generally speaking, anyone who could cultivate to the peak of their rank could be called a peerless genius. In every generation, each world had no more than a handful of such monsters. That was why no world's tournament of geniuses had ever caused a change in the Dream God Realm. But this time, the Human Realm's First Martial Arts Tournament had drawn the attention of the Myriad Worlds, and peerless geniuses had appeared in droves, one after another. Their numbers exceeded a hundred, astonishing everyone and bringing an unprecedented change to the Dream God Realm.

A flash of light passed, and an entrance appeared in every world within the Dream God Realm. It radiated an air of mystery, with a faintly visible path of light leading into it. No one knew where it went.

Unable to resist their curiosity, some people went closer to take a look. They immediately cried out in shock and disbelief.

"I see a Divine Dojo."

Some didn't believe them and hurried over. One glance left them spellbound and dazed.

"I see the Enlightenment God Tree."

An uproar erupted at once. Even the elders behind the various geniuses couldn't resist going to look. Their expressions changed, and they all agreed that the God-Fallen Battlefield was a place of immense fortune and opportunity.

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

At last, an ancient sect found records of the God-Fallen Battlefield. They learned that it was a sealed-off place of the Divine Beings, one that could only be entered by those with great fortune and opportunity.

"That was where the first Divine Beings fell. More than ten Divine Beings met their end there."

"Earth, Water, Fire, and Wind, Yin and Yang were formed there. The true blood of Divine Beings nourished all things. Great danger and great opportunity lie within."

"Someone once brought back a blade of grass from there and forged a peerless sword intent. A single blade of grass could split the blue sky."

"Someone once found the true blood of a Divine Being there, achieved the Perfect Divine Body, and swept through his generation."

"Someone else comprehended the Dao for ten days beneath the Enlightenment God Tree and condensed a true technique. The moment he came out, he became a Saint."

Every legend that came to light astonished the world and filled people with longing.

Soon, the Myriad Worlds were in an uproar. None of the geniuses could hold back any longer.

"Only contestants in the Human Realm's First Martial Arts Tournament can enter? That's unfair!"

"I'm a peerless genius too. I just didn't enter 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 could stand against me?!"

Some were dissatisfied and issued challenges from hundreds, even thousands, of worlds away from the Human Realm, hoping to win a place in the tournament's main draw.

But no one paid them any mind. No one was foolish enough to give up such a chance at fortune and opportunity.

Before long, people discovered that entrances like these had appeared in the Dream God Realm across the Myriad Worlds. Some tried to force their way in, but failed.

"Ah! I've reached the peak of my rank too, and I'm invincible among Kings. Why won't you let me in?!"

The man had only shouted in frustration, never expecting the Dream God Realm to answer him.

"Those under thirty who break through the light barrier may enter."

The man was shocked that the Dream God Realm had answered him, but soon let out a bitter laugh. He felt powerless in the face of the result.

Afterward, countless young people who considered themselves geniuses began to test the barrier.

"Ha! I never expected that a whim to join a tournament would bring me such a windfall. Everything in the God-Fallen Battlefield is mine. Anyone who dares to fight me for it, I'll swallow whole."

The Taotie Clan's genius roared with laughter and charged into the God-Fallen Battlefield at the head of the pack.

Many others followed him inside.

"Don't rush. We've already confirmed that the battle in the God-Fallen Battlefield will last at least a year, perhaps even several. Let the others go in first and scout the way." Some senior experts secretly sent word to their juniors, instructing them.

Not long afterward, news that shocked the Myriad Worlds spread.

"The God-Fallen Battlefield is a real world. Once you enter, your true body goes in, and you could die."

When the news came out, many who had coveted the God-Fallen Battlefield began to hesitate. The experts of the various Daoist Temples also started calling their disciples back, their expressions grave as they worried about casualties.

"Your true body goes in? So what? If I miss this chance, I may never get another opportunity to stand at the peak of my generation."

Many geniuses who believed themselves invincible burst out laughing, not caring in the least.

The experts of the various Daoist Temples in the Human Realm knew this was a great opportunity and a tremendous stroke of fortune. They didn't stop their disciples. Instead, they gave them more treasures, then repeatedly cautioned them: "Watch out for Lin Huang."

Some Saints even tried to find Lin Huang and suppress him outright, hoping to stop him from entering the God-Fallen Battlefield.

"This is a great opportunity, a tremendous stroke of fortune. I can't miss it."

Lin Huang spoke to himself. He knew that the God-Fallen Battlefield meant a great deal to him. It was an excellent chance to undergo a perfect transformation and stand tall at Saint Rank. Without a moment's hesitation, he took a step forward and entered the God-Fallen Battlefield.

His decisive move left the Saints who had wanted to stop him greatly disappointed, with an ominous feeling settling in their hearts.

Ice-Sealed Sword Saint, the true culprit behind all this, regretted it deeply most of all. He felt he'd tried to steal a chicken, only to lose the rice he'd used to lure it.

"It's fine. It's fine. Lin Huang is already a target for everyone. They're all on guard against him. The geniuses entering have powerful treasures to protect them, so they'll surely join forces to kill Lin Huang first. Otherwise, none of them will feel safe."

Ice-Sealed Sword Saint reassured himself, then spread news of Lin Huang far and wide. Before long, every genius in the Myriad Worlds preparing to enter the God-Fallen Battlefield had heard it.

"He's just a Pseudo-Saint. Killing him won't be difficult."

After hearing the news Ice-Sealed Sword Saint had spread, many peerless geniuses sneered, confident they could kill Lin Huang.

"Saint Rank is Saint Rank, after all. Don't let your guard down. It's best to join forces with others and kill Lin Huang first." Others were ruthless and decisive, already devising a plan.

"Exactly. We should join forces to kill Lin Huang first, then go seek our opportunities."

Before long, they had formed alliances through diplomacy and scheming. They agreed that once they entered the God-Fallen Battlefield, they would first find Lin Huang and join forces to kill him.