Under the Angel King's persuasion, the three of them finally settled on a new set of rules after discussing it.
Only in a life-or-death crisis could a living being truly surpass their limits.
An artificial crisis could never achieve that.
To cultivate powerful fighters, the Two Great Empires would ultimately have to take the path of confrontation.
Inside the Abyssal Arena.
The host cheered in wild excitement. "This is an exciting day! Today, we will witness another great match!"
"A newly formed Slaughter God Squad will face the veteran Angel Squad. Now, let's see whether the Angel Squad can maintain their winning streak!"
"Of course, we also hope the Slaughter God Squad gives it their all and brings us a spectacular match."
Qingchan and Qingxuan led ten members of the Primordial World's new generation onto the platform, their newly formed Slaughter God Squad visibly nervous.
Every one of them felt uneasy. This was their first time leaving the Primordial World, their first time visiting the Abyss Empire, and their first time participating in a life-or-death arena match.
The host froze briefly at the sight of them. "Our Slaughter God Squad looks a little nervous. Is this really a team that fears no death? They're like fledglings fresh out of their cages, about to face an exceptionally cunning Flood Dragon."
"To be honest, I'm very worried for them. It looks as though the outcome of this match is already decided."
The spectators broke into jubilant cheers.
"Hurry up and die, Slaughter God Squad! This is a death arena! A bunch of fledglings have come here to throw their lives away."
"Get started already! I bet on the Slaughter God Squad losing. I'll make a tidy little profit this time."
"A bunch of clueless brats. Do you really think you can