398: Chapter 398 Outrageous Involution! For the sake of exclusive favor, they treat the battlefield like a points-farming session.

At dusk, the sky over the Myriad Realms Battlefield was stained a dark red by the blood-like setting sun.

Tens of thousands of miles in front of the Xu Family base camp lay a vast plain. This was the default zone for the vanguard forces of various factions to clash, and it was currently permeated with a grim, warlike atmosphere.

The allied forces of the God Race and the Underworld Race were pressing in.

Thousands of Prodigies and generals from various races, riding ferocious beasts or stepping on glowing Magical Artifacts, arrayed themselves on the plain. Among them, the weakest possessed the cultivation of the Saint Realm, while the leaders had reached the Peak of the Saint King, or even the level of a half-step Great Saint.

These Prodigies were all foundations cultivated by the God and Underworld Races with countless efforts, and they were usually arrogant and looked down on everyone. Today, they came together to test this Xu Family fleet that had suddenly invaded the Myriad Realms Battlefield and acted so arrogantly.

Opposite them, in front of the Xu Family's position, appeared an extremely bizarre yet pleasing scene.

Blocking the God-Underworld allied forces were seven women with graceful figures and peerless beauty.

They stood in a row, some in red dresses like fire, some in white clothes as pure as snow, some holding broken swords, some with demon lotuses hovering above their heads. Even just standing there quietly, their beauty that could topple kingdoms made many of the alien Prodigies with weaker willpower stare straight at them.

However, if anyone could perceive the terrifying aura they were currently emitting, they would likely no longer have any romantic thoughts.

Great Saint Realm!

Uniform Great Saint Realm pressure, like seven insurmountable primordial sacred mountains, pressed heavily on the hearts of the God-Underworld allied forces.

And on the towering city wall of the Xu Family base camp.

Xu Chen ordered someone to move a wide white jade lounge chair to the observation deck on the city wall, and he leaned back comfortably on it. Beside him was a small square table with several plates of exquisite spirit fruits and a pot of freshly warmed fine wine.

Su Qingge, as the "steward" of the rear, naturally stayed by Xu Chen's side. She peeled the spirit fruit while watching the scene in the distance, a trace of helpless laughter in her gentle eyes.

"Husband, are you just going to let them mess around like this? These are the elites of the two allied races; what if they get hurt somewhere?" Su Qingge passed the peeled fruit flesh to Xu Chen's lips.

Xu Chen opened his mouth to bite the fruit, his Late Stage Great Saint Realm Divine Thought firmly locked onto the battlefield tens of thousands of miles away, and he chuckled.

"Qingge, you underestimate them. Having just absorbed so much Great Emperor Origin, they are all pent up with nowhere to vent. Besides…"

Xu Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone revealing a sense of mischief.

"This is a bet they made themselves. Whoever can come out on top in today's battle and kill the most enemy troops, tonight… and even the next few days, will have This Young Master all to themselves."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Su Qingge's hand peeling the fruit paused slightly, and her pretty face flushed bright red in an instant.

She glared at Xu Chen annoyedly: "Husband is really… even a serious matter like a war can be turned into a drama of harem rivalry. No wonder their eyes were all red before they went out just now; they looked more like they wanted to eat people than the God Race."

"This is called keeping the fertile water within the family, healthy internal competition." Xu Chen took a sip of wine without blushing or skipping a beat.

Meanwhile, on the front line battlefield tens of thousands of miles away.

In the camp of the God-Underworld allied forces, a God Race commander at the half-step Great Saint level finally recovered from the shock of seeing the seven stunning female cultivators. Looking at the outrageously luxurious lineup opposite him, his heart was pounding, but out of concern for the two races' reputation, he could only bite the bullet and step forward to challenge them.

"Does the Xu Family not have any men? To actually send a bunch of women out to die!" The God Race commander shouted, feigning calmness, trying to use a provocation tactic to force out the Xu Family's regular army.

"Noisy!"

Responding to him was a cold rebuke from Luo Hongyi, without the slightest politeness.

This Empress's Battle Intent had soared to the extreme. In order to win tonight's "Exclusive Favor", the dark red devilish flames burning in her narrow, long eyes were three points more terrifying than the Underworld Race opposite her.

"Sisters, the rules are set; it's every woman for herself! Whoever snatches the head, it's theirs; no cheating!"

Luo Hongyi shouted, not caring at all about the rules of announcing names before a battle between two armies.

Her jade foot stomped hard in the Void Realm.

"Boom!"

The violent Great Saint-Grade Devilish Qi turned into a blood-colored ocean that covered the sky and sun, pouring directly towards the God-Underworld allied camp.

"Kill!"

Nangong Waner was not to be outdone. She drew the antique long sword from her back, Sword Intent flowing in her cold, clear eyes. A brilliant Sword Qi river, ten thousand zhang long, seemed to want to split the world in two, slashing towards the Underworld Race's ghost army with an ultimate edge that could cut through all illusions.

"Ice Purgatory!"

Bai Ningbing formed seals with both hands, and the terrifying Law of Extreme Cold instantly froze the area for a thousand miles. Countless weaker God Race warriors didn't even have time to scream before they turned into lifelike ice sculptures, subsequently shattering into ice shards under the agitation of the Sword Qi.

"Primordial Dragon Elephant Art!"

Tuoba You, this girl with monstrous strength, was even more simple and brutal.

She didn't even use a weapon, relying directly on her perverted Physical Body that had just broken through to the Great Saint Realm, crashing into the densest part of the enemy army like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus. Every punch she threw could beat a dozen fully armed alien Prodigies into blood mist.

Lin Qingxue's broken sword turned into stars filling the sky.

Ji Qingyun's Demon Emperor Green Lotus bloomed with green light that strangled all things.

A tentative clash that should have been evenly matched, or even where the God-Underworld allied forces had a numerical advantage, completely turned into a tragic, one-sided massacre the moment it began.

The seven newly broken-through Great Saint Realm female cultivators, for the sake of that so-called "Exclusive Favor", were competing to the extreme.

"Mine! That half-step Great Saint Underworld commander is mine! No one is allowed to snatch it from me!"

Seeing an Underworld general attempting to flee, Luo Hongyi tore through the Void Realm to chase him down, smashing his head to pieces with a single devilish palm, and casually drained the opponent's essence blood.

"Sister Hongyi, you crossed the line! This is my defensive zone!"

Lin Qingxue flipped three God Race Prodigies with one sword stroke. Seeing Luo Hongyi snatching a kill, she complained poutily, then her attacks became even fiercer.

"Less nonsense; he who is fast gets it, he who is slow gets nothing!"

In front of these seven women who had gone crazy to compete for favor, those God and Underworld Race Prodigies who were usually high and mighty were now like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The God Race's proud protective divine light was like paper before the extreme Sword Intent and Devilish Qi; the Underworld Race's unpredictable stealth methods had nowhere to hide under Bai Ningbing's absolute ice domain.

The setting sun was like blood.

Streams of dark red had already gathered on the plain. Severed limbs and broken arms were scattered everywhere, and the thick stench of blood was nauseating.

In less than half an hour.

Thousands of God and Underworld Race elites were slaughtered to the last man. Only a few heavily injured commanders, by desperately burning their Origin, managed to crush their life-saving jade talismans and flee back to their respective camps.

This outrageous crushing victory not only stunned the various factions of the Ten Thousand Worlds watching from the shadows, but even the Pojun Imperial Guards on the Xu Family wall were gulping down saliva, subconsciously crossing their legs.

You can provoke anyone, but never provoke the women of the Xu Family. When this group of ladies goes crazy, they are even more terrifying than ancient Vicious Beasts.

On the city wall observation deck.

Xu Chen looked at the plain where not a single piece of armor remained, and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"It seems the winner has been decided." Xu Chen stretched and stood up from the lounge chair.

In the center of the battlefield.

The seven women, whose bodies were spotless and hadn't even been stained by a trace of blood, were gathering together to start tallying their respective spoils of war.

"I killed eight hundred and forty-two, including fifteen Saint Kings!" Luo Hongyi lifted her chin, her tone full of confidence.

"I have eight hundred and sixty, sixteen Saint Kings." Nangong Waner shook the blood droplets off her long sword, her cold, clear voice revealing a rare competitive spirit.

However, when Bai Ningbing and Lin Qingxue reported their respective numbers, the other women fell silent.

"One thousand two hundred." Bai Ningbing's tone was calm, as if she had just done a trivial thing. The large-scale Law of Extreme Cold indeed had a unique advantage in clearing out cannon fodder.

"I… one thousand two hundred and ten." Lin Qingxue held her broken sword somewhat embarrassedly; her Sword Dao focused on one-hit kills, and her efficiency was exceptionally high.

These two had actually led the others by a landslide in terms of head count.

Luo Hongyi bit her red lips; although she was unwilling to accept it, she was a good sport, so she could only glare fiercely at the direction filled with corpses: "Count yourselves lucky, you two!"

On the city wall, Xu Chen's voice, wrapped in thick spiritual power, clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Alright, stop arguing."

Xu Chen stood on the city wall with his hands behind his back, the breeze blowing his brocade clothes, and that uninhibited smile looked exceptionally dazzling under the reflection of the setting sun.

"In today's match, Ningbing and Qingxue performed the best. As agreed, tonight's reward belongs to them both."

Hearing this definitive announcement from Xu Chen.

A faint blush appeared, for the first time ever, on Bai Ningbing's ice-cold face that usually never melted.

And Lin Qingxue was so nervous that her palms were sweating, secretly raising her eyes to look at the dazzling man on the city wall.