Brutal Battle

On the arena wasteland, battles erupted simultaneously in many places.

Splat!

"Ah—"

Every second, elite squads from different worlds fell.

White light flashed without end.

Time slipped away second by second.

The once-crowded wasteland gradually emptied out.

The massive pool of several thousand people rapidly dwindled in the meat-grinder-like melee. Now, fewer than thirty percent were still struggling to hold on.

Those left were all truly tough opponents.

Either they were top-tier squads with overwhelming strength.

Or they were survivors clinging to life, as slippery as loaches.

On the other side of the wasteland.

Three burly figures strode slowly through the wreckage littering the ground.

Wherever they passed, the surrounding squads fled in all directions as though avoiding snakes and scorpions.

It was a squad from the Mad Lion Realm!

Moreover, it was the Mad Lion Realm's true trump card.

Among the three, two had actually reached the Subtle Intent level.

"Big Brother, look over there." One of the members at the peak of Profound Extremity suddenly stopped and pointed into the distance.

Several hundred zhang away, Lu Zhen, Liu Jingshu, and Liu Jingyi stood quietly beside a mound of earth.

The golden-haired muscular man at the front stopped.

He was even more heavily built than the Mad Lion Realm leader Lu Zhen had slain earlier, and he held an intimidating dark-gold heavy axe upside down in one hand.

"Nine Provinces?" The golden-haired man narrowed his eyes.

He was the elder brother of the Mad Lion Realm leader whose brow Lu Zhen had pierced with a single sword strike.

"My younger brother died at their hands."

The golden-haired man's voice was low. "Trash from a lower world dares to step on the Mad Lion Realm's face to make a name for himself?"

"Big Brother, that kid seems to have comprehended