The Giant Axe Arena Headquarters.
After a Divine Kingdom Teleportation and several hours of travel through the Dark Universe, Wu Yun and the others finally arrived above this majestic continent.
The boundless continent stretched for who knew how many light-years in length and width. Even its thickness was measured in light-years. It was vast beyond measure and teeming with countless living beings.
"Give the trial everything you've got. Marquis Nanque went to great lengths to secure this spot for you," Ka Wei reminded him repeatedly. "Remember, don't question the trial or raise any objections."
Wu Yun nodded to show that he understood. He was still considering what level of strength would be reasonable to display.
His Law Comprehension had yet to reach the fourteenth level of the Heavenly Bridge.
His ability to match an Army Lord Immortal also depended on combining the power of his Golden Core and World Lord Power.
The ship soon entered a gigantic building. It was so incredibly tall that even Wu Yun couldn't see its full extent.
Ka Wei led Wu Yun through several corridors. After traveling nearly ten million kilometers, they finally arrived outside a circular hall.
"I won't be going in," Ka Wei said with a smile. "Wu Yun, I have some matters to take care of back at the Giant Axe Arena. I'm sure you'll pass."
Inside the hall stood more than a dozen World Lords, all of them Peak World Lords. When they saw Wu Yun, a mere fourth-rank World Lord, enter, they all eyed him curiously.
"You're Wu Yun, right? I watched your life-or-death battle." A World Lord clad in silver armor stepped forward. "If you can pass, then everyone here should be able to."
"Haha."
Someone laughed. Wu Yun's record was nothing special. They could all gain recognition from an Origin Law and kill ordinary Peak World Lords.
Wu Yun said nothing. He merely cast a cold glance at the Silver-Armored World Lord.
That single look held boundless killing intent—and the will of a Heavenly Immortal.
"You!" When the Silver-Armored World Lord met Wu Yun's gaze, fear involuntarily welled up inside him. He prided himself on having endured countless trials of life and death and having a will as firm as stone. Yet here he was, feeling fear before a mere fourth-rank World Lord.
Wu Yun walked to the far end of the hall and sat down, resting his chin in his hands as he quietly watched the vast sea of stars beyond the glass.
"Yan Qie, looks like he thinks nothing of you." Someone, eager to watch the drama unfold, tried to provoke the Silver-Armored World Lord into picking a fight with Wu Yun.
But Yan Qie wasn't a fool. This was a trial area of the Giant Axe Arena. He could get away with a few mocking remarks, but if he actually attacked Wu Yun, an Immortal would probably rush in and throw him out.
Several hours passed. Three more World Lords arrived one after another, bringing the total to twenty.
"My name is King Pujin." An old man with green hair walked in. A single horn grew from his forehead, and his voice was extremely hoarse. "I'm in charge of your trial. You'll all enter the trial grounds next. Anyone eliminated is out. You only need to be the last two standing."
Wu Yun had some recollection of King Pujin.
After becoming a Heavenly Immortal, his memory had become exceptionally powerful. He could recall everything from his life in perfect detail, including every word of the original story.
When King Yanzhu went to Earth, he brought several King-Level Immortals with him. King Pujin was among them. His methods were despicable; he had even openly revealed that Luo Feng was King Bloodthirsty's weakness.
A dignified King-level expert, using a Domain Lord as leverage.
He had none of the bearing of a true powerhouse. Wu Yun despised people like him.
"This trial is incredibly harsh."
"The last two standing? I thought the Giant Axe Arena would take in four or five people."
The World Lords' expressions changed.
The Giant Axe Arena's regular recruitment channels were the Genius Battle and the Strongest Battle. The King-Level Immortals were responsible for recruiting through other channels.
How many people they took in, and how they chose them, depended entirely on the King-level Immortal's mood.
Wu Yun remained calm and headed for the trial grounds first. He thought he would probably have to reveal more of his strength, or passing would be difficult.
Here, no one cared about your level. Your apparent level was just for show. There were plenty of Domain Lords who could kill World Lords, let alone battles between people of the same rank.
But to those Peak World Lords, Wu Yun—a fourth-rank World Lord—was an easy target.
Eliminating him first would be a good idea.
They crossed a corridor thirty thousand kilometers long and arrived at the fabled trial grounds: a Martial Arena tens of thousands of kilometers across!
"What intense pressure." Wu Yun felt it as soon as he entered. Whatever method had been used to create this place, its gravity surpassed that of a white dwarf.
An ordinary World Lord probably couldn't move faster than fifteen hundred kilometers per second here.
If Wu Yun went all out, he should be able to reach five thousand kilometers per second.
"The gravity is so strong that escaping is impossible. The battle will probably be over within half an hour."
"The Giant Axe Arena's trial really is absurdly difficult."
The World Lords' expressions grew solemn as they entered. After all, those who came here to be tested were still a far cry from the World Lord Core Members in terms of strength.
They had been invited because someone believed that those who reached this level through unorthodox cultivation might undergo a dramatic transformation after receiving systematic training.
King Pujin said coldly, "You call this difficult? If I sent you to the Trial Tower, your whole group would probably be wiped out. In the Trial Tower, everyone has exactly the same physical abilities. Here, you Peak World Lords actually have a bit of an advantage."
As he spoke, King Pujin's gaze fell on Wu Yun.
"Get in there," King Pujin said. "When you can't hold on any longer, run out of the arena. There will be no rescue inside. You're eliminated only if you leave the arena or die."
A few World Lords began to have second thoughts, but when they remembered how hard they had worked to get here, they gritted their teeth and stood their ground.
Whether they survived actually depended entirely on King Pujin's mood. He could easily let those who wanted to quit surrender, then personally pull them out.
The twenty World Lords entered the arena and spread out across its corners. At King Pujin's command, the free-for-all would begin. The last two standing would pass.
"The trial begins!"
The instant the words fell, the World Lords didn't rush into action. Instead, they kept changing positions, searching for suitable opponents.
But the moment anyone made the first move, the battle would erupt.
"Kill!"
To King Pujin's surprise, the first to attack was Wu Yun.
He held a black-and-gold long staff. An ancient, primordial aura radiated from him as he charged toward Yan Qie, the Silver-Armored World Lord who had provoked him earlier.
Whoosh!
In a single second, he covered three thousand kilometers.
"What speed!" King Pujin exclaimed. "Reaching three thousand kilometers per second here puts him on par with the burst speed of quite a few Immortals."
The arena was spacious, but only tens of thousands of kilometers across. There were twenty World Lords present, and Yan Qie's first instinct was to run. But when he looked around, he realized there was nowhere to escape.
So he had no choice but to face Wu Yun and fight him.
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