Just as Chen Ping was chatting with Wen Dabao, the master of this divine trial appeared.

Before any figures appeared, the divine might of the superior beings was already manifested. Instantly, everyone (except Chen Ping) was struggling to resist the divine might. Moreover, this divine might was not specifically aimed at them; it was probably a kind of trial.

Looking at Chen Ping, who seemed completely at ease and unaffected by divine power, Wen Dabao felt incredibly envious. However, he didn't ask anyone for help. It was just a little bit of divine power. He could withstand intermediate-level divine power when he was a demigod, so there was no reason why he couldn't withstand advanced-level divine power after becoming a lower-level god.

Not long after the appearance of the divine power, the master of the divine trial also made his appearance.

Chen Ping looked at the projection displayed in the air, its body shrouded in blood energy, which suggested it was a god of slaughter.

【Fellow trial seekers, I am Valesi, the god of war, a superior deity】

Although they guessed it was a high-level god when they sensed the divine power, since there were also mid-level gods among them, they still struggled to withstand the pressure under the divine power.

Upon hearing about the higher-level deities, they all showed expressions of surprise and delight, as trials by higher-level deities were quite rare.

[Valesi: My trial is simple, consisting of three stages. If you can pass all three stages and then pass my personal trial, you will receive my inheritance.]

As soon as he finished speaking, the two lower-level gods immediately looked at Chen Ping and the intermediate-level god. This trial seemed to be at a disadvantage for them.

Wen Dabao looked excited. It seemed that this trial would involve a lot of fighting, which he liked, and he was quite excited.

Seeing Wen Dabao excitedly waving his fist, Chen Ping immediately moved a few steps away without making a sound.

Is it really necessary? Why are you so agitated?

[Valesi: Trial Begins! Solo Player Only]

Five passages appeared in front of the crowd instantly, allowing them to choose one to take.

Chen Ping looked at Wen Dabao with an indifferent expression and asked, "Which way are you planning to take?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Dabao scratched his head and asked, "Is there a difference?"

Chen Ping shook his head: "No, they're all the same."

Wen Dabao: "Oh, then let's go with this one, it's closer to us."

After saying goodbye to Chen Ping, he went inside.

Chen Ping nodded to him, then randomly chose a path and walked in. He also noticed that the path disappeared after they went in, probably to prevent anyone from secretly following the others and launching a sneak attack.

This god of war is actually quite good.

They quickly headed straight ahead and soon arrived at the first checkpoint.

Chen Ping surveyed the surrounding scene. Yes, it was a battlefield. There were two opposing armies, easily identifiable by their red uniforms and blue uniforms.

Chen Ping looked down and quickly saw that it was the red side.

It seems he's determined to lead the Red Team to victory in this war. As expected of the God of War, this trial is indeed simple and straightforward, hitting the nail on the head.

Chen Ping didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he observed the situation and found that the red team was at a disadvantage. This was normal, since they couldn't be given an advantage, so there was nothing unexpected about it.

To Chen Ping's surprise, the two sides fighting here were at least demigods, and the strongest were intermediate gods, though their numbers were very small.

The number of intermediate gods is about the same, but the number of lower gods and demigods is too large, several times the difference. The red team will lose sooner or later. So the battlefield trial should be standardized.

Now Chen Ping was a little worried about whether Wen Dabao could pass the first round, and whether he would be eliminated in the first round.

It seems there must be a way to break this. If the number of intermediate gods is the same, then the key to passing the level lies with these lower-level gods. As for the difference in numbers, well, let's observe.

Yes, Chen Ping quickly noticed something. People were constantly rushing towards the battlefield around him. Looking back, he saw a huge red portal appear in his eyes, and people were pouring out of the portal.

Well, there's a blue portal on the other side too, isn't there? Hmm, let's go check it out.

Chen Ping walked directly to the other side. As he passed through the battlefield, countless blue soldiers began to attack him, but unfortunately, they were unable to move after approaching a range of about ten meters.

Chen Ping strolled around like he was in a park, clearly arriving at the blue team's base camp behind them, where he saw three blue portals appear before him.

Chen Ping smirked. A 1:3 ratio of teleportation portals—no wonder the red team had so few players; the blue team was cheating.

It seems that this trial requires the participants to rush over and destroy these portals in order to achieve victory.

Chen Ping casually crushed three blue portals, then watched as the advantage below steadily crumbled towards the red team. Half an hour later, all the blue team members except for a few intermediate gods had been killed by the red team.

Finally, the blue team's intermediate god was also forced to retreat under the red team's siege, and a teleportation portal immediately appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Chen Ping stroked his chin, surprised that there was a total annihilation.

Looking at the portal, going through it should lead to the second level, right? I wonder what it is?

Chen Ping quickly stepped into the portal.

Chen Ping looked around, and the scene before him reminded him of the fierce battles he had experienced in the arena. However, compared to the death arena in his memory, this place was obviously much larger.

The enormous circular arena was meticulously constructed from solid stone, surrounded by majestic stone stands capable of holding tens of thousands of spectators. Towering stone pillars supported the massive dome, which was carved with various mysterious and ancient totems, as if telling the story of the arena's history and glory.

In the center of the field, the sand was meticulously leveled, displaying a unique golden sheen. The surrounding protective railings, decorated with chains and spikes, appeared both imposing and dangerous. At the edge of the field, he also noticed some special mechanisms and traps, clearly designed to increase the excitement and unpredictability of the match.

Chen Ping stroked his chin. Ah, it really reminded him of his thrilling experience in the Death Arena. He made a lot of money there. It's a pity that there is no Death Arena in the Divine Sea. He wondered if there was one in the intermediate sea.

Shaking his head to banish these memories, Chen Ping stood in the middle and waited. Surely an opponent would appear soon in the arena? He could just treat it as reliving those memories.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, there was a loud bang, followed by the sound of chains being pulled, indicating that the door had been opened.

Chen Ping looked over and saw that the largest door in the arena was slowly rising. He could already see the feet; they didn't seem to be humanoid, but rather some kind of beast.