The Third Battlefield, like the Seventh Battlefield, had been carved out of a Universe Secret Realm. It spanned a full million light-years in diameter, vast and boundless, and was divided into countless battle zones.
Without Divine Kingdom Teleportation, even a King-Level Immortal who had mastered Teleportation would need to use it tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of times to cross the battlefield.
"Junior Brother, I have tokens in many areas of the Third Battlefield, so I can take you there directly with Divine Kingdom Teleportation," King Mengchen explained. "With your current strength, the Purple Star Domain should suit you well."
King Mengchen knew Wu Yun had reached the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Bridge. With King-level insight and a World Lord's body, he should be comparable to a Marquis-Level Immortal.
So he recommended an area frequented by Marquis-level fighters and a few Kings.
"The Purple Star Domain? That works." Wu Yun was already thoroughly familiar with the intelligence on the Third Battlefield. "Then I'll have to trouble you to take me there, Senior Brother."
Traveling there on his own would be too slow, and Wu Yun had no reason to refuse King Mengchen's kind offer.
His two senior brothers, Lu Dongbin and King Mengchen, were both especially fond of making friends. They were also disciples of powerful figures, yet their personalities couldn't have been more different.
Lu Dongbin befriended the strong, but he didn't look down on the weak. He was even enthusiastic about introducing younger generations to one another, earning himself the nickname Matchmaker.
King Mengchen, on the other hand, was supremely self-important. He appreciated the strong and talented, but held the weak in utter contempt. In his worldview, the strong were meant to rule the weak.
After the Divine Kingdom Teleportation, the two arrived in the Purple Star Domain. Countless stellar remains and continent fragments drifted here, while a faint purple glow blanketed everything.
"Good luck," King Mengchen said with a smile. "I'll be waiting for you to make a name for yourself on the Outer Realm Battlefield."
"All right."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, King Mengchen used Divine Kingdom Teleportation to leave the Third Battlefield.
Wu Yun gazed out at the vast starry expanse before him. This battlefield was even more sprawling than the Blood Luo Continent. He wondered how many lives were locked in battle here.
Though named a domain, the Purple Star Domain was only 3.2 light-years across. It had so many planets, stars, and stellar remains that its mass was comparable to that of an entire star domain.
The continent at its center alone spanned 0.9 light-years in diameter. Purple Nether Jade stretched across nearly a trillion kilometers of it, radiating endless purple light that shrouded everything within dozens of light-years in a pale violet haze.
Outside the continent lay a dense sprawl of fragments, stellar remains, and countless small planets. Accelerating into the Dark Universe was impossible here, so battles were especially fierce.
The average death rate across the entire Third Battlefield was 97.1 percent, the highest of all the battlefields so far. That was only 0.03 percent higher than the Seventh Battlefield, but behind that tiny difference lay countless lives.
And the Purple Star Domain had the highest death rate of all.
"The Giant Axe Arena gave me the same military merit requirement: ten trillion." Wu Yun planned to build up his military merit quickly. Later, he would also visit every famous King-level battlefield.
Every battlefield had been carved out of a Universe Secret Realm. King-level battlefields in particular might hold tremendous opportunities.
For now, Wu Yun would have to spend some time in the Purple Star Domain. His current strength wasn't suited to King-level battlefields; places like the Yanji Continent and the Purple Star Domain were a better fit.
"Master, two alien legions are fighting 820 million kilometers from your location. Would you like to take a look?" his Intelligent Life asked.
The detection equipment Wu Yun had bought hadn't come cheap. At several million points, it cost almost as much as a Marquis-Level Immortal's entire fortune, but it could precisely scan a radius of a billion kilometers.
Nothing happening within that billion-kilometer range could escape its notice.
"Sure." Wu Yun completely concealed his aura, and his body transformed into countless particles. The particles then darted through the void, reappearing tens of millions of kilometers away.
Even a Transcendence at the Sky Flight level could turn into particles, let alone Wu Yun, who also possessed a Micro-particle Divine Heart. However, traveling in this state limited how far he could go.
In his normal state, Wu Yun could travel through the void for over a hundred million kilometers. In particle form, his limit was only ten million kilometers; beyond that, it was difficult to maintain stability.
He could only travel ten million kilometers at a time, and couldn't do so very often, but it was still much faster than flying. It was like a short-range Teleportation.
Against a Marquis-Level Immortal, this ability was an overwhelming advantage. They had no means of locking down space, so Wu Yun could freely choose whether to stay or leave.
He could drop by to ambush them whenever he felt like it, and if he couldn't win, he could still flee through the void.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Wu Yun approached the battlefield without a sound. The Micro-particle Divine Heart was remarkably ingenious: it could even alter the form of his World Ring and spaceship.
The Chaos Void and the Origin Continent, two Source Worlds, placed completely different emphasis on cultivation.
Cultivators from the Origin Continent excelled in energy, while the Chaos Void demanded extremely high levels of insight. To advance from World God to True God, one even had to master nine first-grade Divine Hearts.
After traveling through the void for more than ten minutes, Wu Yun finally reached the battlefield.
"It's the Monster Race and Bug Race factions." Wu Yun reverted from his micro-particle form several million kilometers away and observed his opponents. Two large legions were locked in combat.
Rumble!
The battlefield was ablaze with fighting. The Monster Race had three Immortals: two High-level Marquises and one Early Marquis.
"Master, I checked the records. The group fighting the Monster Race is called the Tuka Clan. It's one of the more highly ranked races among the Bug Race's subordinate races."
His Intelligent Life reported swiftly, "There are five Marquises present. The Tuka Clan's Marquis Yuqu is at Peak Marquis strength; the others are only High-level or Early Marquises."
The two legions had tens of thousands of warriors in total, all fighting like mad. Attacks came in waves, as lightning, flames, beams of light, and other energies swept across nearly a million kilometers.
There were very few Bug Race Immortals from the main race on the Outer Realm Battlefield. Almost all the fighting was done by their subordinate races.
The Immortal Mother Emperors exerted tremendous pressure on the Outer Realm Battlefield. They were said to be invincible beneath the Universe Venerable level, and even King Zhenyan would have a hard time dealing with them.
"Killing a Peak Marquis is worth a trillion military merits. At that rate, I only need to kill ten to meet my requirement." Wu Yun's gaze settled on Marquis Yuqu.
But reason told him that killing a Peak Marquis would be unimaginably difficult right now. After all, Wu Yun had no Immortal Divine Power. If he relied on other means to wear his opponent down, it could take a very long time.
Whoosh!
Wu Yun suddenly appeared at the center of the Marquis-level battlefield. The five fighters had been locked in fierce combat, but when they spotted a human, they withdrew in perfect unison.
"A human?"
"He came here alone? Be careful."
All five Marquises knew that anyone who dared roam the Outer Realm Battlefield alone had to be at least a Marquis, if not a Peak Marquis.
They hadn't even considered the possibility of a King. There were only a handful of Kings on the Third Battlefield, and even fewer who regularly appeared in the Purple Star Domain.
"Die!"
Wu Yun didn't waste words. He charged straight at the three Monster Race Marquises. Naturally, he would start with the weakest targets.
Marquis Yuqu signaled to his teammates, and the two retreated in perfect understanding. A Marquis-level melee like this was unlikely to produce a clear victor.
Usually, both sides kept each other occupied while their legions fought below. Since Wu Yun was targeting the Monster Race, they were happy to watch—and even look for a chance to launch a few sneak attacks.
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