Blood Battle Stage

Compared to the first level, the second level of Blood Nether Castle was much smaller. Naturally, fewer God-level beings came here to sell items.

Ailin casually chose a counter.

All the counters were staffed by Blood Nether Castle personnel, so it made no difference where he sold his things.

"What are you selling?"

A white-haired old man stood behind the counter. When he saw Ailin approach, he asked directly.

Without hesitation, Ailin took out the Mid-level Godhead. "A Godhead."

As for the Mid-level Divine Weapon, he had no intention of selling it. His Zhanmadao still needed quite some time to be nurtured into a High-level Divine Weapon. During that time, he could use the Mid-level Divine Weapon temporarily.

With his strength, he could still bring out considerable power using a Mid-level Divine Weapon.

More importantly, the Mid-level Divine Weapon was made from excellent material, far superior to Yan Jin Shi. After being nurtured by him, it might have a chance of becoming a High-level Divine Weapon in the future. It seemed that the previous Mid-level God had spent all his Nether Stones on this weapon, which was why he had been so "poor."

The white-haired old man took the Godhead from Ailin, then brought out a special crystal ball and placed the Godhead inside it. The crystal ball immediately emitted a peculiar glow.

After a moment, the old man said directly, "A Mid-level Godhead of Earth Law, containing three Profound Mysteries. Not bad. Seven thousand five hundred Nether Stones."

The most ordinary Mid-level Godheads contained two Profound Mysteries and were worth ten thousand Nether Stones. But if sold back to Blood Nether Castle, they could only fetch seventy percent of their actual value—seven thousand Nether Stones.

This Godhead contained three Profound Mysteries, so it was naturally more valuable.

In fact, for Low Godheads and Mid-level Godheads, prices also varied according to the types of Profound Mysteries they contained. However, only Sovereign's Castle could identify the Profound Mysteries within a Godhead.

"Fine."

Ailin nodded.

Seven thousand five hundred Nether Stones were enough for him to use for now.

The white-haired old man wasted no time. He directly took out seven purplish stones, along with five hundred Nether Stones. "Seven Purple Stones and five hundred Nether Stones."

One Purple Stone was worth one thousand Nether Stones. Of course, there were also more valuable Purple Stone Bars and Purple Stone Slabs. These were all forms of currency in the Netherworld.

A single Nether Stone did not feel particularly remarkable, but the Purple Stones clearly carried an extremely special aura. Perhaps this was due to the difference in how much Sovereign's Might they contained.

After receiving the Nether Stones, Ailin left Blood Nether Castle. For the time being, he had no interest in looking at the other goods being bought and sold there.

After leaving Blood Nether Castle, Ailin headed straight for the Blood Battle Stage.

Although the Blood Battle Stage was not as crowded as Sovereign's Castle, it was far livelier. After all, in the Divine Plane, people revered the strong and craved battle. In Blood Nether City, the Blood Battle Stage was the clearest expression of that.

Thus, countless people came here every day to watch the battles.

In terms of how quickly it earned wealth, the Blood Battle Stage was not much worse than Blood Nether Castle. The main reason was simply that there were too many people.

Spectators had to pay ten Nether Stones, but fighters did not need to pay any fee.

Ailin headed straight for the registration area at the back.

Even though he had expected many people to register for battle every day, the line in front of him still surprised Ailin slightly. There were at least a hundred people ahead of him, and more kept arriving.

More importantly, there was not just one line, but ten, all accepting registrations at the same time.

"They really are insane."

Ailin sighed softly.

One had to know that on the Blood Battle Stage, life and death were left to fate. Generally, anyone unable to defeat their opponent would be killed. In other words, even if everyone fought only one battle and then left, at least half of them would die. Such a mortality rate was practically suicide.

Yet even so, people kept coming in an endless stream. It truly was madness.

Although many people had registered, the battles proceeded quickly. Before long, it was Ailin's turn.

"Name."

The person recording the registrations was a green-haired young woman. Without even raising her head, she asked directly.

They were only responsible for recording basic information and did not care whether it was real or false. It was simply so the audience would have a name to call when supporting one side. They would not ask much about the laws someone cultivated or anything similar.

"Ailin."

Ailin gave his real name.

Since he had come to the Netherworld to make his way, there was no need for him to hide his identity.

"Mm. Go wait over there. When your name is called, just pass through the passage."

The green-haired young woman spoke quickly.

Ailin nodded. Then, thinking of something, he asked, "If I want to fight continuously, do I need to register again?"

"Fight continuously?"

Upon hearing Ailin's words, the green-haired young woman finally raised her head and glanced at him.

It was not only the green-haired young woman. Those nearby also heard what Ailin had said and turned to look at him.

"Fight continuously? Can you even survive your first battle?"

Someone nearby could not help snickering.

Though they had all come to fight, almost everyone only intended to fight once. Anyone who came here and immediately spoke of fighting continuously clearly did not understand the Blood Battle Stage very well.

"No. As long as you win, the referee will ask you. If you want to continue, you can simply remain on the stage and accept challenges from others."

Ignoring the remarks around her, the green-haired young woman explained to Ailin, "However, fighting continuously puts you at a severe disadvantage. Once you continue accepting challenges, you will not even have time to recover your divine power."

Battles between High-Gods consumed tremendous amounts of divine power. The divine power a typical High-God accumulated over tens of thousands of years might not even equal what was spent in a single terrifying battle. After all, not everyone could absorb divine power quickly.

Once Ailin heard that he did not need to register again, he nodded and said nothing further, merely waiting by the passage.

The passage was also the only place in the registration area where one could see the situation on the stage.

After all, those standing here had already registered. Once registration was complete, they could not withdraw without fighting, or they would be punished. Naturally, since they were going to fight, watching the battles for free would also allow them to understand the fighting conditions.

"Brother, are you planning to fight continuously?"

As soon as Ailin arrived, a young man who had been waiting there before him came over and struck up a conversation.

This fellow had clearly heard what Ailin had said earlier.

Ailin merely glanced at the young man. He had slightly curly black short hair and looked somewhat thin, but his eyes were extremely strange, marked with some kind of black pattern.

Seeing that Ailin did not respond, the young man was not annoyed. He continued on his own, "Brother, let me give you some advice. Even if you are strong and confident of victory, it would be best to challenge only once for now."

"Why?"

Ailin asked curiously.

The young man lowered his voice. "Don't you know that Bens has been fighting these past few days? Winning one battle is fine, but if you win several, there is a high chance the Blood Battle Stage will arrange for you to fight Bens."

Clearly, this young man knew the challenge arrangements of the Blood Battle Stage very well.

"Bens?"

Ailin had never heard that name.

"Uh, you don't know Bens?"

The young man was somewhat surprised by Ailin's reaction.

"I just arrived in Blood Nether City."

Ailin said.

"So that's it."

The young man came to a realization, then said, "Bens has been challenging for ten days already. He is now a powerhouse with fifty consecutive victories. They say he has a chance to challenge for one hundred consecutive victories. Most importantly, he is extremely ruthless. Of those he defeats, very few survive."

So he had encountered someone with fifty consecutive victories. That was somewhat interesting.

Ailin had come to challenge mainly for the final few battles. At that point, the Blood Battle Stage would send out genuine experts. Before then, the fights were completely random. There would be no pressure on him.

Still, Ailin was curious. "He won fifty times in ten days? Isn't one person allowed to fight ten battles a day?"

He remembered that the Blood Battle Stage allowed ten battles per day. If Bens had fifty consecutive victories, five days should have been enough. Why had it taken ten days?

The black-haired young man glanced at Ailin, feeling rather speechless at his question. "If you knew you would die the moment you stepped onstage, would you still go up?"

Without waiting for Ailin to answer, the black-haired young man explained, "Bens can fight ten battles, but there still need to be ten people challenging him each day. If they know they will die, no one will voluntarily step onto the stage. The Blood Battle Stage cannot force people to go up and die, either. Though you cannot regret registering, if you do not want to fight the opponent before you, you can choose to fight the next contestant instead. Each person has ten chances a day to postpone. As for those onstage, once their total number of battles and byes reaches ten, they have to step down."

Ailin understood. The people who went onstage might not fear death, but they were not fools. They would not knowingly walk to their deaths. It seemed the Blood Battle Stage's rules were not as simple and straightforward as they appeared.

"Of course, byes do not count as victories."

The black-haired young man added.

Ailin now understood that achieving one hundred consecutive victories was even more difficult than he had expected.

"However, the Blood Battle Stage generally will not allow this situation to happen too many times. After all, the audience comes to watch battles. So after several byes, the Blood Battle Stage will proactively arrange opponents to challenge him. In that case, those selected cannot refuse."

The black-haired young man continued, "Of course, those arranged to take the stage are usually somewhat capable as well. For example, other experts on winning streaks."