176: What is that?

“Where is Lin Yan?”

Nie Hong glanced at the figure busy tending to the wounded throughout the battlefield, then turned his head.

Duan Yueling's clear eyes flickered.

“He went to the other side.”

The other side?

A trace of confusion flashed in Nie Hong's eyes.

He quickly understood and clicked his tongue slightly.

“Don't tell me he went alone to hunt down the Yao Race?”

“And don't tell me those two Domain Kings from the Demon Race were instantly killed by him alone.”

Duan Yueling shot him a glance.

“What else?”

“He said to leave the Demon Race to us, and he was going to hunt down Zong Chuan.”

“Then what?” Nie Hong immediately asked.

A hint of brilliance flashed in Duan Yueling's eyes, and she answered softly.

“Then, he went to block the city.”

...enlightenment stele Minor Achievement area.

A team that had just entered was moving forward with difficulty.

“Brother Xiao You.”

“I'll stop here.”

Hearing the voice beside him, Xiao You, who was gritting his teeth against the powerful pressure of the enlightenment stele, could only manage a slight nod.

As expected of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield enlightenment stele, renowned throughout the star domain.

If one's Martial Skill Rank was insufficient, even lifting a foot was a luxury.

He struggled to glance at the figures in his team who were continuously sitting cross-legged around him, thinking inwardly.

That's enough.

I will begin my cultivation right here.

Just as Xiao You made a move.

Several cries of surprise rang out.

“Holy crap!”

“What is that?”

“A person! A person!”

“My heavens!”

Xiao You immediately looked over, his pupils instantly contracting.

In his line of sight, he only saw a Youth in Black flashing past the earth extreme not far from them at extreme speed.

In that fleeting glimpse.

Xiao You's heart trembled.

He actually saw a familiar face that had slightly turned its head and smiled at him.

That's right!

A familiar face!!

“Who is this?”

“The restrictive Aura of the enlightenment stele is completely useless before him.”

“How powerful must his strength be!”

An experienced Martial Artist in the team roared excitedly.

“A King!”

“This is a King Your Highness of our Race.”

“Only they can walk on flat ground under the restrictive Aura of the enlightenment stele.”

A King?!

Xiao You's mind spun instantly.

Wasn't that face the Youth in Black from the Sacred Court branch?

He wasn't some King Rank Invincible, but a King!!

The age limit of two thousand years, like a falling sky; the Supreme One glory that only Star River and Domain Level Prodigies are rumored to be able to touch; the strongest Prodigy who can fight a Venerable Rank while only at the King Rank!

If he remembered correctly, according to this year's full-race statistics, there were fewer than forty Kings, right?

In other words, not even every Holy Court necessarily has one.

What the hell!

No wonder that person didn't bother with him.

If it were him, he probably would have slapped him already, adding a sentence.

“What Rank are you, to think you're worthy of speaking to me?”

The numerous discussions had not completely died down yet.

Boom—!

A huge sound suddenly came from a very distant place.

They only felt the ground shake abruptly before peace was restored.

“What happened?”

Someone asked with a trembling voice.

“The direction the sound came from seems to be where that Your Highness just went.”

Xiao You gritted his teeth, turned, and headed in that direction.

“I'll go take a look.”

The others in his team exchanged glances and followed suit.

“We'll go take a look too.”

“After all, it is truly strange for a King Your Highness to suddenly come out of the Perfection area.”

As they continued forward, their expressions grew completely serious.

“What a strong smell of blood.”

“Everyone be careful.”

Soon.

The few people at the front of the team immediately stopped, staring blankly at the huge palm print on the ground ahead, their bodies trembling wildly.

“H-O-L-Y! CRAP!”

“This residual Aura belongs to a Yao Race team!”

“Is our Race's Your Highness carrying out a massacre?!”

“What exactly happened!!”

Just then, someone else exclaimed in surprise.

“Look over there!”

Following the direction of his finger, a line of text engraved in a River of Blood appeared.

“The Yao and Demon Bloody War has begun. I am going to kill people. Be careful.”

The soaring overbearing Aura slowly dissipated along with the text.

Everyone fell silent... Outside the enlightenment stele area.

A streak of white light flashed in Lin Yan's eyes, taking in the sight of Duan Yueling and Nie Hong leading the effortless sweep of Demon Race teams entering the enlightenment stele.

That's enough.

He briefly identified the direction and instantly transformed into a soaring stream of light.

As for the charge value... Lin Yan scanned the System.

[the overbearing charge value: 380%]

As his strength increased and the quality of his opponents decreased, the amount he obtained was somewhat less.

Of the 280% increase, Zong Chuan still provided nine stars, accounting for 180%.

The five teams of varying cultivation levels eliminated along the way averaged only 20% each, likely only sustained by sheer quantity.

He looked up into the distance, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Regarding quantity... the place he was heading next shouldn't lack it.

The black stream of light rapidly streaked across the sky.

After his trip to the enlightenment stele, it was no exaggeration to call Lin Yan's strength invincible on the battlefield.

Therefore, compared to his speed when heading toward the enlightenment stele.

He was now dozens of times faster.

Not long after.

A magnificent Ancient City, towering majestically over the land, gradually appeared in his sight.

White light flashed across Lin Yan's pupils, reflecting the well-organized buildings and lively streets within the city—just like the Human Race Ancient City where he had landed—and his eyes gradually grew cold... A Yao Race team walked toward the Ancient City's giant gate.

“Let's go, it's almost time to set off.”

“Indeed, not to mention the King Rank Invincibles and King Your Highnesses of our Race who should have already arrived.”

“Teams with higher cultivation should also be arriving soon.”

“If we head to the enlightenment stele now, there shouldn't be much trouble.”

One of the youths clenched his fists tightly, excitedly looking around at the teams also choosing to depart.

A faint laugh came from beside him.

“Tan Qi, are you very excited?”

Tan Qi immediately looked at the speaking youth and nodded heavily.

“Of course!”

He had cautiously Cultivated at the King Rank for over three hundred years before finally mustering the courage to enter the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield this time.

To say he wasn't excited would be a lie!

That is the enlightenment stele! A supreme treasure renowned throughout the star domain!

The youth beside him smiled and said nothing.

Only a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he, too, was filled with such excitement and yearning.

But the passage of time was truly cruel.

Before he knew it, he was already over nineteen hundred years old and had entered this so-called Prodigy Arena more than ten times.

But his cultivation remained only at King Rank Eighth Grade, and his Martial Skill had stopped at Star Attraction Great Achievement.

In a few more years, he would shed the title of Prodigy and become an ordinary King Rank Martial Artist among the myriad beings of the star domain.

After leaving this time, he would join an Imperial Court faction within the clan and settle down as a member of the nobility.

Just as his thoughts flickered.

“Brother Tian!!” Tan Qi's shocked voice came from beside him, “What is that?!”

Tian Ying looked up at the sky pointed to, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

This little Tan is good in every way, except he loves to be startled by everything.

He answered calmly.

“Didn't I tell you?”

“Standing in the air—that is the sign of a King Rank Invincible Your Highness.”