Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

So many factions were participating in the Barbarian God Battle Platform that they had packed the area for a hundred miles around, leaving no path through.

As Ye Wushuang, Mo Wentian, and the rest of the Ancient Spirit Sect’s contingent charged into the passage, similar scenes were playing out from every other direction.

Disciple after disciple, each with a powerful aura, charged into the passage while the cheers and shouts behind them reached a fever pitch, shaking the very heavens and earth.

Demon Abyss

When they saw Ye Wushuang’s figure charge into the passage, the gazes of Wudao, Chi Tian, and the others turned chillingly sinister.

"Ye Wushuang, let’s see if your luck holds out this time."

Chi Tian muttered, grinding his teeth. The humiliation of being forced into a laughingstock by Ye Wushuang in the Earth Palace was a debt he had carved into his very soul, and he had sworn to repay it.

"Hmph. Can’t even handle a piece of trash at the Spiritual Spring First Layer. You’ve got some nerve," a youth as thin as a twig in a green robe sneered from beside Chi Tian.

"Green Demon, you’d better watch your mouth," Chi Tian’s gaze turned cold. "Since you’re so capable, let’s see which one of us kills Ye Wushuang first."

Ever since returning from the Earth Palace, he had been endlessly mocked by the other Demon Abyss disciples because of the Divine Communication Tower incident, and a boundless rage had been festering within him.

Now, Green Demon was rubbing salt in the wound, and Chi Tian’s anger was about to erupt.

"Enough! Don’t forget your mission. Once you enter the Ninth Pass, you are to find a way onto the Battle Platform by any means necessary. As for Ye Wushuang, deal with him if the opportunity arises, but do not waste your energy on him. Otherwise... you know the consequences."

The Demon Abyss Master turned to rebuke the pair. Too much was at stake in the Barbarian God Battle Platform; failure was not an option. Though he also hated Ye Wushuang, the bigger picture took precedence.

Green Demon and Chi Tian shot each other a vicious glare before turning to cup their fists. "Abyss Master, rest assured. We will all make it to the platform."

The Demon Abyss Master didn’t answer them, instead turning to the ever-silent Wudao. "This Barbarian God Battle Platform is teeming with geniuses; you cannot afford to be careless. Wudao, you will supervise them. If anyone dares to jeopardize the Sect’s mission, you are to spare no one."

Wudao nodded, his ruthless face a cold, expressionless mask, like an unfeeling God of Slaughter.

With that, he too led ten people and charged into the passage.

Fiery Sun Sect

All the disciples were dressed in fiery red robes. Searing waves of heat rolled off them, evaporating all moisture from the air and making it feel like a furnace.

Many among them were wreathed in actual flames, appearing like the Fire God’s Army itself!

The most eye-catching among them was the imposing figure at the very front. Not only was his wild hair a striking crimson and his robes the color of fire, but his very eyebrows seemed to be two sharp, flickering flames.

Gazing at this man, the hearts of the Fiery Sun Sect’s female disciples were sent aflutter. They showed off their voluptuous figures, the adoration in their eyes completely unconcealed.

This figure was none other than Yang Dingtian.

With the full backing of his Sect, he had miraculously broken through to the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer, becoming the undisputed number one genius of the Fiery Sun Sect!

A fiery light flared in Yang Dingtian’s eyes as he stared at the passage.

’Ye Wushuang!’

He, too, had seen the moment Ye Wushuang charged into the passage.

’Ye Wushuang, I wonder what level your strength has reached. Don’t disappoint me. Otherwise, killing you would be utterly boring.’

’And it’s about time you returned what is mine!’

A cold smirk touched Yang Dingtian’s lips.

This time, not only would he take back the destiny that was rightfully his from Ye Wushuang, but he would also use his body as a stepping stone to claim the title of "Strongest Warrior."

"Dingtian, the matter of the Battle Platform is of the utmost importance. Don’t get distracted," the Fiery Sun Sect Master advised, noticing the change in Yang Dingtian’s aura.

"Sect Master, Ye Wushuang obtained the Ultimate Yang True Fire. To us, that treasure is no less valuable than a Divine Object. I will neither give up on it, nor will I let him go."

"And of course, I will use his body as my stepping stone to get onto the Battle Platform."

Yang Dingtian’s intent was as sharp as a blade; he refused to yield.

The Fiery Sun Sect Master said, "Very well. This Ye Wushuang must be killed. I will have others assist you."

Yang Dingtian nodded. After staring at the passage for a moment, he transformed into a streak of fiery light and charged in, causing the entire tunnel to blaze with light.

On the side of the Feather Race, a youth with a pair of golden wings unfurled them to a span of several dozen feet, streaking into the passage like a golden meteor.

This person was none other than Yuh Huatian.

He was the true number one genius of the Feather Race, one who had completely overshadowed Yuh Yuzhen.

A look of bitter resentment crossed Yuh Yuzhen’s face as he watched Yuh Huatian charge into the passage. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

After returning from the Earth Palace, he had received a fortuitous opportunity and entered seclusion, breaking through to the Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer. He had thought he would be the one to lead the Feather Race disciples onto the Battle Platform.

But when he emerged from his seclusion, he discovered that things had not gone as he had hoped.

A youth with golden wings had appeared out of nowhere. With a cultivation at the Spiritual Spring Fifth Layer and superior Combat Power, he had snatched away the title of number one genius.

’The Barbarian God Battle Platform will be my chance to turn the tables. Ye Wushuang, is that destiny of yours ready for me? Once I take it, who will be left that I cannot surpass?’

Yuh Yuzhen’s expression darkened, and he charged into the passage along with the others.

Meanwhile, among the Giant Spirit Clan, Pann Cang watched Ye Wushuang charge into the passage, a divine light erupting from his large, bell-like eyes.

"Warriors of the Giant Spirit! Today, you take your first step!"

"Your Lord Priest has stepped onto the battlefield! Follow his lead, and fight for the rise of the Giant Spirit Clan!"

Pann Cang’s voice boomed, echoing through the Nine Heavens, filled with an unyielding Battle Intent.

"Giant Spirit Warriors! For the destiny of the Giant Spirit Clan, follow our Lord Priest! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Pann Wu raised a giant axe and also roared to the heavens, as if swearing a solemn oath.

Behind him, the giants roared in unison, their earth-shattering voices causing many onlookers to tremble in shock.

Battle!

This oath signified the emergence of the Giant Spirit Clan into the world!

They were natural-born warriors, fierce and courageous, possessing terrifying Combat Power. Any power that could command such a fearsome army would find their own rise to be imminent!

Lord Priest!

The two words echoed between heaven and earth.

"Charge!"

Pann Wu’s gaze sharpened. Wielding a Battle Axe, he charged toward the passage. The towering Giant Spirit Warriors followed close behind, creating a truly spectacular sight.

Behind them, the women and children of the Giant Spirit Clan had all gathered to see their menfolk off. From this day forward, they had emerged from seclusion. Following their Lord Priest, they would wage war against the "Heavens"!

A war to avoid annihilation, a war for survival!

Many of the other factions watched in shock. The Giant Spirit Clan had mobilized in its entirety; they had undergone a heaven-shaking transformation.

RUMBLE!

RUMBLE!

At the same time, from the side of the Illusion Race, the Illusion Spirit King charged in.

Disciples from the Celestial Sword Sect, Yunlan Ancient Teachings, the Cyan Race, and other factions all poured in. The passage trembled, erupting with a radiant, rainbow-colored light.

Wave after wave of shouts echoed from behind, building to a fever pitch as all eyes were fixed upon the passage.

Stepping into the Ninth Pass meant entering the proving ground where the most powerful geniuses of the Endless Wilderness would battle for supremacy!