65: Chapter 65 Battlefield of Prodigies

Suspended Divine City, Central Plaza.

An aged, majestic voice resounded over the Divine City, reaching everyone's ears.

"The Heavenly Pride Battle, first round, begin!"

"Eternal Illusion God Realm."

"All ten thousand of you will be thrown into the Ancient Battlefield Illusion."

The illusion is full of crises, with powerful Illusion Beasts and deadly natural hazards.

"The mission: survive for three days."

"Kill Illusion Beasts or eliminate opponents to earn points. After three days, the top one thousand will advance to the next round."

"Enter!"

As the voice faded, the entire plaza was engulfed in white light.

The ten thousand Prodigies, including Li Changsheng who was being held by the old servant Li Fu, felt everything go white before their eyes.

Space and time seemed to distort.

This sensation of distortion made most of those in the Marquis Realm present feel a tightness in their chests, almost causing them to vomit.

Li Changsheng simply blinked curiously.

It felt similar to sitting on a rocking ride; a little sway was actually quite fun.

When he could see clearly again, he was no longer on that large plaza.

A hot, humid, and putrid stench assaulted his nose.

It was mixed with a hint of a fishy, sweet scent.

Li Fu steadily set Li Changsheng down on the ground.

He looked around curiously.

An endless swamp.

The sky was a dark purple.

Clusters of dark green poisonous miasma floated in the sky, blocking the already dim light and making it even darker.

Beneath his feet was not solid ground, but a bottomless black mud pit, bubbling away.

Every time a bubble burst, it released a puff of poisonous gas capable of rotting the Physical Body of an ordinary Cultivator.

In the distance, bizarre plants stretched out from the mud.

Some looked like twisted arms, while others bloomed with seductive flowers.

An unfortunate Cultivator happened to be teleported not far away.

Just as he wanted to channel his energy to protect his body, the "land" he was stepping on suddenly opened its massive maw.

It turned out to be a beast disguised as mud.

The man was swallowed in one bite.

This was the Eternal Illusion God Realm.

The start was an instance of "instant death."

To three-and-a-half-year-old Li Changsheng, all of this was very novel.

He sniffed the air; it smelled a bit like durian—not pleasant, but bearable.

He stretched out his little foot and stomped on the mud beneath him.

It was soft and squishy.

The splashed mud landed on his shoes made of Chaos Immortal Gold, slid right off, and left not a single mark.

"Uncle Fu, this place is so fun."

Li Changsheng called out in his milky voice.

Li Fu, the old servant disguised as a Marquis Realm Puppet, stood expressionless behind him.

In reality, he was using a secret technique to transmit all information about the surroundings, including the death of that unfortunate Cultivator, in real-time to Li Xuan, who was billions of miles away.

Great Xia Imperial Palace.

Li Xuan lay on a rocking chair, watching this scene with his Divine Thought, finding it quite interesting.

This illusion is indeed extraordinary; it could make ninety-nine percent of Marquises flustered.

But for his precious son, it was probably no different than taking a stroll in the back garden.

Just then, Li Changsheng saw something shiny flying within the poisonous miasma not far away.

He was immediately attracted and started chasing after it with his short little legs.

"Butterfly, catch the butterfly."

Those "butterflies" were the "Corpse-Eating Butterflies," the most venomous creatures in the swamp.

If a Marquis Realm Cultivator were to touch even a speck of the phosphorus powder on their wings, their Physical Body would rot away in a short time, and their Divine Soul would dissipate along with it.

Yet Li Changsheng rushed straight at them.

He stretched out his chubby little hands, grabbing wildly in the air.

As soon as those deadly Corpse-Eating Butterflies came within three feet of Li Changsheng's body.

The phosphorus powder on their wings instantly extinguished.

They fell down with a patter, as if they were drunk, completely unable to fly.

This was the Bloodline suppression from the "Eternal Indestructible Body."

Immune to all laws, untouched by all poisons.

The poison of these Illusion Beasts had no effect on him at all.

Li Changsheng grabbed one in his hand, saw it wasn't moving, felt it was boring, and tossed it away.

He went to chase the next shiny thing.

The entire toxic swamp had become a large playground in his eyes.

Li Changsheng was having a great time.

The true master of this swamp had been disturbed.

In the deepest part of the swamp, beneath a vast expanse of black water, a pair of giant eyes opened.

Myriad Poison Crocodile Emperor!

An Illusion Beast with strength comparable to the Peak of the Marquis Realm.

It smelled the aura of a living being.

At first, it didn't care; occasionally, small bugs would wander in, which were all snacks for its descendants.

But this aura was different.

That aura possessed exceptionally vigorous vitality.

To an Illusion Beast like itself that lived by devouring, this scent had a fatal attraction.

If it just swallowed him, it might even break the limitations of the illusion and develop a shred of true intelligence!

Driven by immense greed, this giant beast moved.

Its thousand-zhang-long body moved through the murky swamp, yet it moved silently.

It completely concealed its aura, blending in with the entire swamp, and approached Li Changsheng at high speed.

On the edge of the swamp, a five-man team was forming a battle formation, exploring cautiously.

The leading captain suddenly stopped, his expression changing.

"Something is wrong! Retreat quickly! The King of the swamp has awakened!"

A warning Magic Treasure on his body was flickering violently with red light, on the verge of shattering.

This indicated a terrifying power ahead.

The few of them turned and fled.

At this moment.

Li Changsheng was squatting by a mud pit, curiously watching a snake-like Illusion Beast swimming back and forth in the water.

He didn't notice at all that a huge shadow had loomed over him from behind.

The Myriad Poison Crocodile Emperor's head, covered in bone armor, quietly poked out of the water.

It greedily stared at the fragrant "little one."

Now is the time!

The best hunting opportunity!

"Roar!"

A roar resounded.

Its giant maw opened wide, and it lunged forward, biting down at Li Changsheng's back!

Fast!

Too fast!

This strike was its instinct as a top predator, too fast to dodge.

Swallow him!

The Myriad Poison Crocodile Emperor had only this one thought left in its mind.

But just as its big mouth was about to touch Li Changsheng's body.

There was no powerful magic power fluctuation, nor any blinding light.

It was just a small pendant hanging on a necklace around Li Changsheng's neck that flashed a faint red light.

The pendant was in the shape of a small tower.

It was precisely the Emperor Weapon that Li Xuan had given him, the ziyang divine tower.

This trace of red light was a wisp of Origin aura unconsciously emitted by the Emperor Weapon.

A Cultivator might not feel anything.

But to an Illusion Beast like the Myriad Poison Crocodile Emperor, this wisp of aura was no different from the descent of divine punishment.

That pressure was not power; it was "Dao," an absolute suppression originating from the hierarchy of life!

The Myriad Poison Crocodile Emperor's massive body froze instantly in mid-air, maintaining its lunging and biting posture.

In its huge, murky beast eyes, greed and brutality faded instantly.

Only extreme fear remained!

Its Divine Soul was trembling.

This fear was comparable to a Mortal looking up at a true Dragon.

The fear spread throughout its entire body, as if seeping into every inch of its bones.

Stiff.

It remained stiff in place, unable to move.

It didn't even dare to have the thought of retreating.

In its perception, if it dared to move even an inch, it would instantly be annihilated, body and Divine Soul, and completely disappear from this illusion.

The huge noise finally caught Li Changsheng's attention.

He stopped playing with the water, turned around, and raised his little head.

He saw this "big guy" frozen in mid-air with its mouth wide open.

"Wow."

Li Changsheng exclaimed in wonder.

This big guy looks so majestic, much bigger than the lizards kept in the palace garden.

He didn't sense any malice, only feeling that this big guy seemed to be shivering?

He wobbled to his feet, took his short little legs, and walked under the Myriad Poison Crocodile Emperor's huge head.

Then, he stretched out his chubby little hand, stood on tiptoes, and gently patted the Crocodile Emperor's hard chin.

"Big doggy, don't be afraid."