War Martial Realm's Monster Core

Thud...

Just as the entire hall fell silent at the arrival of the number one genius on the Thousand Tyrants Ranking.

Chou Zhan's heavy footsteps rang out. He stepped into the banquet hall and walked forward through the exceedingly strange atmosphere within.

Every footprint he left behind was stained crimson with blood.

Yet amidst that red blood seemed to be strands of black—the sign of poisoning.

Everyone's breathing quickened. In such a state, why had Chou Zhan not sought treatment? Why had he come running to the banquet instead?

Although the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce placed great importance on the slot battle.

It generally would not interfere in the affairs of these geniuses. Even if Chou Zhan was ranked first on the Thousand Tyrants Ranking, that did not mean they would treat his injuries. The Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce had always upheld the principle of letting geniuses perform freely.

Especially under the current circumstances, they would absolutely not show favoritism.

Suddenly, Chou Zhan stopped and looked at the people in the hall, asking hoarsely, "Who is Gongyang Ying?"

The moment his words fell, everyone's gazes landed on Gongyang Ying.

Only then did they notice that she was actually standing beside Sikong Jing. At the same time, they all wondered why Chou Zhan was looking for Gongyang Ying.

Gongyang Ying opened her mouth, utterly bewildered. She had only heard of Chou Zhan and did not know him personally.

In the end, Gongyang Ying still stepped forward and replied, "I am."

Chou Zhan nodded slightly, then walked up to her and said, "Treat my injuries. This is your payment."

There was no emotion in his voice. Then a flash of golden light flickered in his hand, and a gleaming golden beast core appeared in his palm. He added, "This is