Outer-Region Battlefield

After leaving the Desolate Star Region, Qin Cang kept reflecting on the words of Demon Wing Venerable. Why was Demon Wing Venerable so urgent for him to achieve the status of a top Universe Overlord?

Did he have some kind of enemy? Or was there some other special reason?

An ancient Universe Overlord like Demon Wing Venerable was, at the end of the day, still just a Universe Overlord. He wouldn't have formed a blood feud with a Universe Master; the enemies he could have provoked would, at most, be other top Universe Overlords.

"So, Teacher must have provoked a top Universe Overlord from another race, which is why he is so urgently cultivating me, hoping I can settle the score for him?"

Thinking this, Qin Cang felt his guess was spot on, feeling as if he had seen through everything.

"Don't worry, Teacher. No matter which top Universe Overlord you've offended, your disciple will definitely snatch his treasures in the future and settle the score for you. Just wait for the good news from your disciple. I just don't know which race this top Universe Overlord belongs to."

"It's highly likely to be the Demon Race. The Demon Race not only has a large number of top Universe Overlords, but they also hold deep grudges against the Human Race. It's uncertain whether the Bug Race and Machine Race even have top Universe Overlords right now, but the Demon Race definitely does, and quite a few at that. I just don't know who Teacher offended." Qin Cang thought, even imagining how he would trample that non-existent top Universe Overlord. He only waited for his strength to grow, then he would hold his divine spear and charge directly into the Demon Race territory to avenge his teacher.

Unfortunately, it was all just wishful thinking on Qin Cang's part.

However, this thought remained hidden in Qin Cang's heart. Many epochs later, for some unknown reason, the top Universe Overlords of the Demon Race welcomed their strictest father figure. In this regard, a certain top Universe Overlord of the Demon Race who fell four times in a row in the future was left wanting to cry but having no tears.

He took one last look at the protective token Demon Wing Venerable had given him inside his space ring. It was made of C-grade metal and would shatter at a pinch. It contained a strand of Demon Wing Venerable's divine power, which could be used for positioning. Once Demon Wing Venerable learned of it, he could instantly perform a God Kingdom teleportation based on this Divine Power Coordinate.

Of course, both Qin Cang and Demon Wing Venerable hoped that this token would never need to be used.

The spaceship traveled through the dark universe, its flight speed approaching 80 times the speed of light, making it incredibly fast.

This time, Qin Cang's destination was the Outer-Region Battlefield. On the way there, he continuously contemplated the two claw techniques, Seven Kills of Burning Sky and Shattered Shadow.

To Qin Cang's surprise, he grew increasingly fond of these claw techniques, finding them smoother to use the more he practiced. Although they couldn't compare to long weapons, using claw techniques for close-quarters combat gave Qin Cang a feeling of becoming a beast, something his spear techniques could not provide.

However, the focus of his cultivation remained on comprehending the laws of space and practicing his spear techniques. After all, these were his greatest advantages. Whether it was the Holy Sun Spear, his greatest trump card, or the requirements for breaking through to become an Immortal, he had to temporarily set aside his pursuit of the ethereal path of the Beast God. Once he broke through to become an Immortal, he would have plenty of time to pursue the traces of the Beast God.

Currently, practicing the claw techniques was merely to better adapt to the Huangyan Battle Armor and to facilitate disguise.

Originally, at Qin Cang's speed, he could have reached the Outer-Region Battlefield in just three months. But to practice the claw techniques, he wasted nearly three years, even taking a detour home in between. It wasn't until he successfully mastered the seven forms of the Seven Kills of Burning Sky and the nine forms of the Shattered Shadow that he arrived at the logistics base of the Outer-Region Battlefield in a leisurely manner.

Although his cultivation path had long been set, the Human Race would not force him to reach the Outer-Region Battlefield immediately. As long as he could complete the cultivation tasks assigned by the race at the World Lord level, there were no time restrictions. The genius World Lords of the Human Race still had a great deal of freedom in their cultivation.

Giant God Planet, one of the eight major logistics bases within the human territory, was also a fixed transport point for the cosmic army. A massive number of cosmic troops were continuously transported from here to the "Outer-Region Battlefield," so its importance could be imagined.

"Finally here." Outside Giant God Planet, inside a silver spaceship, Qin Cang looked at this massive planet.

All eight major logistics bases in the human territory could lead to the Outer-Region Battlefield, and this Giant God Planet was the logistics base closest to Qin Cang.

Giant God Planet, with a diameter of 1.09 million kilometers, was an artificial planet and also a war fortress responsible for guarding the safety of the teleportation channels.

It was said that each of the eight major logistics bases was guarded by a Venerable, though it was unknown if this was true.

However, for such an important place, it was normal to send a Venerable to guard it.

"Received the tractor beam signal from Giant God Planet. Master, I will proceed according to its instructions," Pato said, then piloted the Streamer spaceship toward the docking port ahead.

"This is an F9-grade spaceship. I wonder which Immortal has descended. If only we could make friends with them, our safety on the battlefield would undoubtedly increase greatly!"

"That's an Immortal god. Do you think you're qualified to befriend them? You can't even beat me, yet you want to climb the high branch of an Immortal god?"

"Mind your own business. What if that Immortal god just happens to like someone like me?"

Ignoring the exclamations of the crowd, Qin Cang put away the Streamer and walked toward the internal passage.

Clearly, they couldn't guess that the owner of such a high-end spaceship was only a World Lord.

Before long, a man wearing standard battle armor walked up to greet him.

"I'm here to apply to join the Outer-Region Battlefield. Which way should I go?" Qin Cang asked directly, not giving the man a chance to fish for information.

"The cosmic army comes in unified groups, while lone travelers go this way," the man said, pointing to a passage.

Following the direction the man pointed, Qin Cang walked into a large hall.

"Hahaha, great! The people are finally gathered. Now we can set off immediately."

Just as he walked into the passage, Qin Cang heard the discussions of the people around him. Clearly, this group had been waiting for some time, and his arrival had met the minimum number of people required to open the space channel.

"Universe-level, all gather here."

"Domain Lords, gather here."

"World Lord powerhouses, all come here."

The passage gates opened, and over ten thousand lone soldiers were quickly categorized. Qin Cang also gathered with the other World Lords.

"Looks like my luck is good; I don't need to wait another few days." Although waiting a few days wouldn't have been a big deal, who would want to wait in line if they could leave immediately?

"Fellow World Lord warriors, you are about to head to the most glorious yet most cruel Outer-Region Battlefield," an Immortal god, covered in scales and appearing as if cast from cold ice, said solemnly. "However, you must understand that the army has its own rules. It is not as free as when you were traveling alone!"

Qin Cang and the other hundred or so World Lords listened.

"Before we set off!"

"We need to conduct the traditional authority granting ceremony for you," the Immortal god said solemnly.

"Authority granting ceremony?"

"What does that mean?"

"What is it for?"

Many of these World Lords whispered to each other via telepathy. Clearly, the vast majority of these lone travelers knew nothing about the detailed specifics of participating in the "Outer-Region Battlefield."

The Immortal god clearly knew this and continued: "The authority granting is to determine your exact status within the army. The army is a place with clear hierarchy; subordinates must obey their superiors... Therefore, your status and authority within the army must be clearly defined. And how is this confirmed? It is through your strength."

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