475: The Arena of All Races!

However, this tranquility was shattered late on the second night.

Ten Thousand Clans Square was not always bright; as night enveloped the square and the light grew dim, several eerie figures, almost one with the darkness, stealthily approached the area where Ye Xuan and the others were, like ghosts.

Their target was not Ye Xuan, but Ya Ya!

The aura of these shadowy figures was extremely well-hidden, and there was no energy fluctuation in their movements, clearly indicating they were top experts skilled in assassination!

They seemed to believe Ya Ya was Ye Xuan's secret; after all, it was unusual for a mortal to be allowed to stay.

Just as they were about to touch the barrier around Ya Ya.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort, like an explosion, directly reverberated deep within their Souls!

Ye Xuan, sitting cross-legged, didn't even open his eyes; he merely flicked a finger.

"Whoosh!"

A subtle, almost imperceptible Primordial Chaos Sword Qi appeared out of thin air, instantly splitting into several strands, precisely piercing the foreheads of those shadowy figures!

The bodies of the infiltrators stiffened abruptly, their eyes still wide with incredulous terror; the next moment, they disintegrated into dust, vanishing without a trace, leaving no ashes behind, as if they had never existed.

The entire process was as swift as lightning, not even alarming the others nearby who were resting.

Only Yue Xuan and Sacred Maiden Shen Lan, who had remained vigilant, sensed something and looked in Ye Xuan's direction.

Tang Linglong and Fire Linger also awoke from their light meditation, and seeing Ye Xuan's calm expression and the faint spatial fluctuations dissipating around him, they immediately understood what had happened, a fierce glint flashing in their eyes.

"The Shadowy Ghost Assassins of the Underworld."

Sacred Maiden Shen Lan murmured, recognizing the Origin of the infiltrators, her face also showing anger.

"They are indeed still up to no good."

"It seems some people think we are too easy to talk to."

Fire Linger's eyes narrowed slightly in anger, and Nirvana Fire flickered in her palm.

Those familiar with Fire Linger knew this was how she looked when she wanted to kill someone.

Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes, a chilling coldness in them: "Mere clowns, not worth fearing. However, since they dared to reach out, they must be prepared to be torn apart by five horses."

He made no grand movements, but an invisible Battle Intent emanated from him, causing a clear tremor in the shadowy area where the Underworld camp was located.

It seemed that the powerful beings within also felt this biting Battle Intent.

A power no weaker than Ye Xuan's also emerged, and the two forces subtly clashed in the Void Realm.

A slight misstep could lead to eternal damnation.

"No private duels!"

The majestic voice appeared once again, and the powers of Ye Xuan and the Underworld expert instantly vanished without a trace.

Facing this majestic voice, Ye Xuan did not try again.

It seemed that this Ten Thousand Clans Square was indeed extraordinary. Since private duels were not allowed now, he would deal with it later.

In any case, he remembered this debt and would settle it another day.

The expert from the Underworld also ceased his actions, clearly unwilling to defy the majestic voice.

After this incident, no one dared to disturb them during the rest period.

The third day passed in an even more oppressive and tense atmosphere.

Everyone could feel that the calm before the storm was about to end.

Three days later, the majestic voice sounded on time.

"Rest period over!"

"The second round, Ten Thousand Clans Arena, begins immediately!"

"The rules are as follows:"

"The square will raise eighty-one arenas, corresponding to your eighty-one participants!"

"On the arena, projections of Battle Souls, condensed by the rules of Zhonghuang Mountain, will randomly appear. Their strength will be equivalent to your own Realm, but they will master various Great Dao Divine Abilities and fight without fear of death!"

"Defeat the Battle Souls to accumulate Battle Merits!"

"Those who fail to defeat the Battle Soul within one hour will be eliminated!"

"Finally, the top nine in Battle Merit ranking will enter the final round!"

"On the arena, life and death are up to fate! Begin now!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The entire Ten Thousand Clans Square vibrated violently, and eighty-one arenas, exuding an ancient Battle Intent, rose from the ground, evenly distributed across the square!

Each arena was enveloped by a light screen, isolating the inside from the outside.

At the same time, on each arena, a blurry figure quickly condensed. They were composed of pure energy and Dao runes, exuding an aura of the exact same Realm as the arena master, but their eyes were hollow, filled only with pure Battle Intent!

The Ten Thousand Clans Arena, the cruel elimination of the second round, officially began!

While the majestic voice still echoed, battles had already erupted on the eighty-one arenas!

Although the Battle Souls lacked intelligence, their combat instincts were terrifying, and the Great Dao Divine Abilities they wielded were ever-changing.

Almost every Battle Soul was completely different from the arena master's 擅長 Domain, intended to test their ability to respond to different attack methods.

For a time, the square was filled with roaring energy and the constant clash of Dao techniques.

A Prodigy of the Mountain-Shaking Ancient Ape Race roared repeatedly, but his Battle Soul was an incomparably agile wood-elemental Battle Soul, controlling thousands of vines.

The tough vines coiled like giant pythons, making it difficult for him to exert his Divine Power, leaving him extremely frustrated.

This itself was a power that greatly restrained him, and when wielded by the Battle Soul, it caused him immense setbacks. If not for his powerful strength, he might have been knocked out in a single exchange.

A powerful expert of the Abyssal Demon Race unleashed corrosive Devilish Qi, but his Battle Soul was a phantom radiating purifying power. Where the Holy Light shone, the Devilish Qi melted like ice and snow, leaving him in a sorry state.

After all, for corrosive Devilish Qi, this purifying power was inherently enough to cause discomfort.

Some Prodigies quickly found ways to cope. The Young Lord of the Bi Fang Race transformed into a blazing sun, incinerating all incoming ice with absolute high temperatures.

A Qilin Race Genius stepped on the earth, drawing on the power of the earth veins, easily suppressing the Battle Soul that tried to tear him apart with a storm.

The battle continued... And on the arena where Ye Xuan was.

His Battle Soul was a figure entirely condensed from brilliant starlight, seemingly in control of the stars of the heavens.

As the Battle Soul waved its hands, countless stars fell, turning into a destructive torrent that slammed towards Ye Xuan. Even specks of starlight tried to invade his Sea of Consciousness, disturbing his Divine Soul.

"Star power?"

Ye Xuan's lips curled slightly. Using star power to deal with him in front of him.

He had to admit, what was the difference between this and showing off a big saber in front of Guan Yu?

He didn't even use the core power of the Chaos Fire Seed, merely drawing upon the vast Star Origin within his body.

He brought his fingers together like a sword, and brilliant Star Sword Qi, like a galaxy, flowed from his fingertips.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Shatter."

The Sword Qi swept across, and the surging torrent of stars shattered like it had met its nemesis.

The specks of starlight that intended to invade his Sea of Consciousness were easily extinguished by the faint glow emanating from the Chaos Fire Seed.

Ye Xuan's body remained still; he merely tapped his fingertips, and 一道一道 Sword Qi containing star power continuously shot out.