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John listened to the announcement ringing beside his ears, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Level 400..."

The moment the four Level 400 powerhouses descended together, their powerful divine senses rapidly swept across the trial space, locking onto the positions of John and Divine_River.

The demon race powerhouse Oster’s eyes revealed heaven-shaking killing intent. His divine sense firmly locked onto John.

"Orkin, your elder brother will avenge you now...

"I will grind John’s bones to dust."

The Divine Race powerhouse Selamor locked onto both of them with his divine sense at the same time, frowning in displeasure.

"They interrupted my secluded cultivation. They all deserve death."

"John is my prey."

The Swarmborn powerhouse Aegis remembered the order given by the mighty figure of his race, and his divine sense also locked onto John.

"Divine_River, let me see just how capable you are."

The Undead powerhouse Volkan locked onto Divine_River, intending to avenge Walker.

With the appearance of the four Level 400 powerhouses, the mighty figures of the myriad races closely watched the scene.

These four Level 400 powerhouses were all peerless geniuses among the myriad races, existences who were about to break through Level 400 and step into the Half-Saint rank.

The mighty figures of the myriad races were extremely confident in them.

At that moment, an icy voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire space.

"John... let us compare and see whose killing speed is faster. We can use these four powerhouses as targets."

Boom!

The moment that voice fell, the expressions of the four Level 400 powerhouses changed.

Were young people these days all this brave?

Facing existences standing at the very peak of the Level 400 tier, not only did they refuse to obediently accept death, they even dared to counterattack!

"You’re courting death!"

"Arrogant!"

"Presumptuous!"

"The ignorant truly know no fear!"

The four powerhouses laughed from sheer anger.

But at that moment, a sharp sword aura suddenly shot over from somewhere with lightning speed.

Its target was the Undead powerhouse Volkan.

The instant that sword aura appeared, two enormous dragon wings broke through the air, leaving white-gold trails of light across the sky as they slashed toward the four powerhouses of the myriad races.

Immediately after, a calm voice rang out.

"Why not?"

It was John’s voice.

As the sword aura appeared, Divine_River, who carried a sword case on his back, had waist-length white hair, and wore a cold expression, leisurely emerged in midair.

He looked toward the four powerhouses of the myriad races from afar.

Divine_River had appeared!

He withdrew his gaze from the powerhouses of the myriad races, and a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Level 400?

"I have lost count of how many Level 400 powerhouses have died by my hand."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward John with great interest.

"John, the adventurer of the human race...

"I wonder whether he has the qualifications to make me draw my sword.

"You had better not disappoint me."

Divine_River spoke softly.

He had slaughtered over a thousand enemies in this place, yet even when facing Level 400 powerhouses, he had never used the weapon inside the sword case on his back.

"This sword...

"I have reserved it for you."

"Divine_River..."

John looked at Divine_River as he appeared in his field of vision. He raised a brow and nodded slightly.

"This person is not weak."

A sword aura and a pair of dragon wings arrived almost simultaneously.

Although they were enemies, even the powerhouses of the myriad races had to admire the courage of John and Divine_River.

The Divine Race powerhouse Selamor held a longsword in his hand and swung his blade toward the dragon wings.

Immediately, a sword light stretching ten thousand miles erupted from the blade.

That ten-thousand-mile sword light was like a vast river. Within it, countless living beings appeared lifelike, devoutly worshiping a statue that closely resembled Selamor.

The moment the river of sword light appeared, it suppressed the surrounding space. Even space itself faintly trembled with instability.

"Selamor’s combat strength has improved tremendously again."

The mighty figure of the Divine Race saw Selamor’s strike and nodded in satisfaction.

As expected of one of the Divine Race’s finest younger-generation powerhouses.

This sword could contend with a Half-Saint.

"Kill!"

The demon race powerhouse Oster shouted loudly. Looking at the dragon wings on John’s body, he gathered all the demonic magic in his body, puffed out his cheeks, and opened his mouth to unleash a terrifying demonic sound.

"Roar!"

Rings of pale-blue, terrifying soundwaves erupted from his mouth.

"Oster of my demon race possesses an extremely terrifying soundwave attack. It can kill invisibly. Even the Divine Race would likely find it difficult to withstand."

Seeing Oster make his move, a smile appeared on the face of the demon race mighty figure.

"Boom!"

When the Level 400 Swarmborn powerhouse Aegis saw John’s attack, his hive body instantly split into countless parts.

In the next moment, countless densely packed Level 400 Swarmborn surged out from the hive and rushed toward John.

"Aegis has refined his Swarmborn hive to the extreme. At critical moments, he can split off countless avatars, and each of them possesses combat strength no weaker than Level 350.

"With this ultimate technique, he is invincible among those of the same level."

The mighty figure of the Swarmborn also deeply approved of Aegis’s strength.

"Hmph!"

Volkan looked at the sword aura in his field of vision, which was becoming increasingly terrifying.

He immediately condensed all the energy he possessed, and countless dazzling divine lights surged within his fists.

He punched out.

Facing countless sword auras, he instantly annihilated them.

Two incomparably fierce fist winds blasted toward Divine_River.

"Volkan’s war-body has already approached the state of invincibility. As the strongest physical powerhouse of my Warborn Race, Volkan is absolutely among the very best of his level."

Seeing Volkan make his move, the mighty figure of the Warborn Race also instantly relaxed.

But at that moment, a terrifying storm of wind blades suddenly erupted from the phantom image of John’s dragon wings.

Those wind blades easily sliced apart the countless Swarmborn avatars of the Level 400 powerhouse Aegis as if cutting through tofu. Then, following the momentum, they also split the hive behind him in two.

The mighty figure of the Swarmborn saw this and smiled.

"Heh, after going through so much effort, all he killed was merely one of Aegis’s avatars.

"Aegis’s true body has probably long since—"

Before the mighty figure of the Swarmborn could finish speaking, his smile suddenly froze.

Because at that very moment, he had received the sensation of Aegis’s death.

"How?

"How is this possible?

"Aegis has nearly countless avatars. How could he die to such ordinary wind blades?"

The expression of the Swarmborn mighty figure instantly changed from pride to shock and rage, mixed with overwhelming grief and terrifying fury.

"John!!!"

On the battlefield, the phantom image of the dragon wings did not lose momentum at all.

It directly cut apart the sword aura unleashed by the Level 400 Divine Race powerhouse Selamor from the middle.

Within that sword aura, Selamor’s face revealed shock.

He had never expected his attack to be directly broken open by John.

Before he could even react, his body was split into two halves.

...

Inside Divine Race territory, the mighty figure of the Divine Race saw this scene and fell into thought.

"Selamor has always excelled at avatar techniques. The one who died should merely be one of his avatars. His true body should be fi—"

Before the Divine Race mighty figure could finish speaking, he suddenly received the news that Selamor, the Level 400 powerhouse of the Divine Race, had died.

"What?

"Selamor’s soul lamp in the Soul Hall has gone out?

"How is that possible?

"How could he die in such a careless manner?"

The mighty figure of the Divine Race was immediately stunned.

Selamor clearly excelled at avatar techniques. The one who died should only have been an avatar.

How could it implicate his true body?

"Ahhhhh!

"John! You dared kill the prodigy of my race! I will kill you!!!"