"Jiang Yuan, I'm sending you to hell!"
After killing the Nascent Soul Realm expert from the Brahma Dojo, the two red-robed judges relinquished most of their energy, and the greatswords of judgment in their hands shone with golden light.
"Is this what the battlefield has prepared for you?"
Jiang Yuan restrained himself somewhat, and you could see a hint of apprehension in his expression. The opponent's energy level was enough to instantly kill nearly half of his blood energy, which would be a huge blow to his Blood Rebirth ability, so he couldn't fight head-on.
"The target of the trial—Jiang Yuan, the God of Slaughter."
The Judgment Greatsword was pointed at Jiang Yuan, who also put away his bone spear and said, "Then let's see who has the last laugh!"
With a single thought, the entire realm of eternity began to shrink.
If the power of the explosion cannot be increased from the inside, then it must be increased from the outside. Such a huge amount of energy in a limited environment is enough to kill a group of people, even if there are red-robed judges with battlefield protection.
As the greatsword swung down, Jiang Yuan felt a sense of being locked on. This was the power of the battlefield—overbearing and unsolvable; once locked on, escape was extremely difficult.
"Demon God Body, hold on for me!"
Jiang Yuan muttered to himself. He wasn't confident he could escape unscathed from such an explosion, but the opponent's judgment power had to be countered by the self-destruction of his domain, so this was the only path he could take.
"The eternal mortal!"
At a single command, the power within the Eternal Realm underwent a qualitative change, with each type of energy beginning to oppose the others. The preparation process lasted only a fraction of a second, followed by an uncontrollable fusion.
Boom! An unprecedented explosion occurred at the highest peak of the Imperial Star, and the entire China and even the Eastern Continent felt the explosion.
The sixth year of the battlefield has not yet ended, but the strong have already developed to this extent, which is something that the entire Imperial Star did not expect. They find it hard to imagine how an ordinary person could become so strong in just six years that he could fight against, or even kill, a near-god-level Nascent Soul cultivator. This is even more difficult than becoming a god.
But whether they believe it or not, the facts are undeniable. Jiang Yuan single-handedly stirred up the entire battlefield, and now all the geniuses are thinking about how to become stronger, some even working tirelessly to secretly improve, hoping to amaze everyone in one fell swoop.
The explosions continued unabated, and the terrifying energy fluctuations traveled over a hundred miles away. Even the seventy-two Oath Army soldiers stationed on Mount Everest had to temporarily retreat. At this moment, they were filled with shock. They had witnessed the rise of a powerful figure and watched as a god of death slayed other gods during his growth.
The saying that men only admire the strong is absolutely true. Just like the Oath Army now, they have a sense of belonging to the oath for the first time. If they are soldiers with firm beliefs, then Jiang Yuan is a brave and skilled general. This oath will fly over the entire land of China and never fall.
"It's raining!"
On the 31st, people looked up and saw blood rain falling from the sky. However, this blood rain had no foul smell; instead, it had a faint sweetness.
"Tears on the battlefield?"
"Jiang Yuan won?"
They recalled a shocking legend: the battlefield only sheds tears of blood when it suffers its first direct defeat.
In the void, a figure was slowly reconstructing. It was Jiang Yuan. However, this blood rebirth was unusually slow because his blood rebirth had indeed been severely damaged. Although the overall energy had only dropped by less than 10%, the source of blood energy was still damaged and would take some time to recover.
"Major General Jiang!"
The Oath Army rushed forward to help, but Jiang Yuan refused.
"It's okay, I just need to rest for a bit."
Jiang Yuan unfolded his Holy Demon Wings and enveloped himself in them. His Blood Dragon Secret Bone was completely shattered and would require a long period of nurturing to restore it.
He still underestimated the methods of the Heavenly Mirror Temple. The opponent's power had undergone a fundamental change, and even the combination of a demon god's body and two eternal grotto heavens would be difficult to withstand.
"Major General Jiang, what are the next orders?"
The Oath soldiers waiting on the perimeter asked with respect.
Jiang Yuan glanced at the communication stone; there were several messages, one from Liu Zhaodi and the other from An Xiaoyu.
The Holy Spirit Clan did not withdraw its troops and has launched small-scale operations. Furthermore, the seven sacred mountains have been moved to the vicinity of Wanshan City in Lizhou, where there are faint energy fluctuations of demigods.
Although demigods cannot currently appear on the battlefield, they can briefly appear by relying on their original burial grounds. This is why the Holy Spirit Clan insists on choosing their own battlefield, because only in that way can they bring their strength to the fullest.
As for Liu Zhaodi, she only replied with one sentence: "A pseudo-soul can be formed in one month."
"Summon the sworn troops and move to Lizhou!"
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