The Dimensional Space of the Primeval Wasteland opened, and the Blood Moon Ancient Battlefield reappeared in the human world. The Heaven's Chosen of the Hundred Races were sent within, and the Contest of Blades of the Hundred Races officially began.
In this grand age seen only once in centuries, nearly all the young Heaven's Chosen of the Primeval Demonic Realm had gathered. They came to compete for the positions of future generals of the hundred races, and even more so for the legendary emperor-grade treasure, the Yin-Yang Jade.
Within the Blood Moon Ancient Battlefield, the Heaven's Chosen of the Hundred Races were sent in every direction. As far as the eye could see, all was desolation, the traces of countless years laid bare.
From the Ancient Era until now, this Ancient Battlefield had endured who knew how many battles, great and small. Everywhere lay the scarred remnants of shattered mountains and rivers, a sight that was shocking to behold.
Somewhere, Ning Chen, who had been forcibly sent into the Ancient Battlefield by Gou Huang, stood quietly upon the wasteland. His gaze swept across the distant mountains, rivers, and Great River, a solemn look flashing through his eyes.
In this place, he could encounter Heaven's Chosen of the hundred races at any time. He could not afford carelessness.
Compared with the Outer Heavens and the world within, the young powerhouses of the Primeval Demonic Realm were undoubtedly stronger due to their longer years of cultivation.
It was said that among this generation's Heaven's Chosen of the Hundred Races, there were already experts who had entered the Mortal Realm. Their talent was astounding, and they were highly likely to become another Emperor in this world in the future.
Emperors were few in number. Even within the Primeval Demonic Realm, they could be