Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 820 - 441: Seventh Life: Demon Race Venerable, Grand

"The foremost warrior of Martial Dao?"

Gazing upon the aged figure standing atop the high platform, Lu Yuan felt unsettled.

Having experienced many lifetis of reincarnation, he still couldn’t fathom the opponent’s true combat power.

Yet his instincts told him, this person’s power was terrifyingly imnse.

Even a Tribulation Immortal Venerable might not be their match!

"Present-day Martial God, Tribulation Immortal Venerable, Reincarnated Great Powers... It seems this Demon Realm battlefield is getting more lively."

Lu Yuan’s thoughts churned, recalling the young Immortal Venerable he encountered at the base earlier.

If only one or two Tribulation Immortal Venerables erged, it might just be a rare occurrence.

But now.

Lu Yuan alone had seen several Reincarnated Great Powers, and now there’s Qin Wu’an, the contemporary Martial God.

This indicated that their gathering here surely had other motives, not rely for the simple Noble Family Grand Competition.

"Everyone, you are undoubtedly already aware of the rules of this competition, no need for further elaboration."

"Your task is to kill as many Demon Race strong warriors as possible over the course of a year."

"This is the identity token of this competition, which will automatically record the quantity of Demon Race strong warriors you slay."

With a grand gesture, Qin Wu’an unleashed thousands of beams of light, precisely landing in front of each person.

Lu Yuan caught a ray of light, discovering within it a palm-sized, ancient token.

The token was simple in design, yet a special aura flowed within, rendering it difficult for the Demon Race to forge.

The front of the token was engraved with a star, representing their affiliation with the Star Alliance, preventing accidental attacks by other Star Realm Army warriors.

"This token will provide real-ti feedback on your combat achievents, forming a ranking list."

"The more Demon Race warriors you slay, the higher your rank will be."

"I now open the passage to the Demon Realm, hoping that each of you returns safely from the battlefield!"

Qin Wu’an spoke in a low voice.

As soon as his words fell.

He raised his hand and punched out.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

The space shattered, the heavens and earth ruptured.

In the incredulous eyes of everyone.

A terrifyingly strong fist strength soared into the sky, seemingly traversing the cosmos’ end, instantly penetrating the dinsional barrier.

A spatial rift slowly erged above the sky, connecting this place with another world.

Through this spatial rift, everyone could clearly see an unbounded blood-red battlefield on the other end.

On the battlefield, countless warriors were engaged in deadly battle with a multitude of bizarre Demon Realm alien races.

So of these Demon Race warriors had vertical eyes on their foreheads, able to unleash destructive tribulation light.

Others were thick-skinned with three heads and six arms, their bodies covered completely by impenetrable scales, rendering ordinary spirit soldiers ineffective against them.

So Demon Race warriors fought in a frenzy, akin to tireless killing machines, their combat power extrely astonishing.

Looking across.

The entire battlefield was a river of blood, mountains of remains, with dismbered corpses scattered everywhere—a purgatory-like scene.

It’s no exaggeration to say.

If a Nascent Soul strong person stepped into this place, they’d likely be reduced to ashes within three seconds.

Even if a Divinity Transformation Great Power joined the battle, their fate wouldn’t be much better, rely delaying death sowhat, avoiding instant evaporation.

Only beings like the Returning Void Ancient Saint could possess a certain level of self-preservation.

But if caught in the siege of the Demon Race army, even one as strong as a Unity True Immortal might struggle to escape death.

This was a clan war between two cosmos dinsions, with both the Star Alliance and the Demon Realm pouring countless resources and warriors into this battle.

Whether in scale or brutality, the war far exceeded any usual starry sky wars!

Precisely because of this.

Within the Star Alliance army, there was a common saying.

Anyone who survived three days in the Demon Realm battlefield was already considered a veteran.

If one survived for more than a month, they were universally recognized as ace elites.

Should anyone be able to fight continuously for a year, they’d be an undisputed legendary strong warrior!

Upon witnessing such a brutal scene, even those who were ntally prepared felt sowhat tense and uneasy.

Is this really a place for humans?

The Chaotic Demon Star Realm was said to be chaotic and unordered, a haven for desperados.

But the ferocity of the war here was far more brutal than a at grinder, and many desperadoes might not endure it.

"Everyone, the passage is open, enter swiftly."

"You will be randomly teleported to different parts of the battlefield. Whether you survive depends on your respective creation."

Qin Wu’an shouted, his voice thunderous in everyone’s ears.

The next instant.

Before anyone could react, the plaza beneath their feet suddenly erupted with a burst of bright light.

An irresistible teleportation power swept through.

Everyone instantly vanished from their spot, appearing on the blood-red battlefield in the blink of an eye.

"Swish!"

Lu Yuan’s body hadn’t even fully solidified, when a fierce saber light abruptly attacked him.

The assailant was ruthless and decisive, timing their attack perfectly.

If it were an ordinary Unity True Immortal, they might not even react before suffering significant injury from the strike.

But Lu Yuan had kept his spirit in a state of high concentration since the beginning, imdiately activating the Five Elents Immortal Robe to envelop himself at the mont of the attack.

"Boom!"

The Five Elents Immortal Robe fully revived, flowing with Five-Colored Divine Light all over.

Law Dao Marks, like swimming fish, traveled back and forth on the robe’s surface, elevating its defense to the utmost.

"Crack!"

The battle saber struck the surface of the Five Elents Immortal Robe, not leaving a single mark but instead breaking in response, shattering into two pieces.