Zhang Xiaofan's Dominance

"I'm only one final tribulation away from the Nirvana Realm before I can step into the Transcendent Realm!"

Somewhere on the Five Races Battlefield, Zhang Xiaofan emerged from the cave where he had been in seclusion, his face brimming with excitement as he prepared to undergo his final Nirvana Realm tribulation.

During this time, he had long since learned that Xiao Yun and the others had left.

However, he was in no hurry to leave. After all, tempering himself on the Five Races Battlefield would make it easier for him to survive the Nirvana Realm tribulations.

Although the major strongholds had all been destroyed by Xiao Yun, after Xiao Yun's departure, they had all been rebuilt.

The Five Races Battlefield had returned to how it had been before.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofan was heading toward the Demon Race Stronghold.

As a member of the Human Race, he hated the Demon Race most deeply. Thus, on the Five Races Battlefield, he basically hunted Demon Race experts.

Of course, the Spirit-Eating Seventy-Two Forges he cultivated also required him to devour the flesh and blood of Demon Race experts.

"Rumble!"

As Zhang Xiaofan flew at low altitude, he suddenly heard a tremendous roar from high above his head.

The sound was louder than thunder tearing apart the heavens, as though a massive hole had been punched through the sky.

The blast shook the entire Five Races Battlefield.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Xiaofan raised his head toward the heavens. When he saw the restrictions around the Five Races Battlefield shatter and cultivators from another world pouring in, he froze, his face filled with shock.

"These people... their auras are different from ours. They seem... they seem like those otherworldly experts Brother Xiao killed before!"

Zhang Xiaofan's pupils contracted, and his heart jolted.

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