What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

"Now, do you have anything to say?"

Xiao Qiong stepped forward slowly and questioned him.

Zhou Bin opened his mouth, and a "gurgling" friction sound came from his throat.

He saw Xiao Qiong's cold eyes, the weapons gripped tightly by the five hundred students around him, and the hundred thousand pairs of eyes spitting out fury in the stands.

He couldn't utter a single word.

Xiao Qiong withdrew her gaze, straightened her back, and composed herself.

He turned to face the 100,000 spectators, his inner energy surging wildly.

"Now, in my capacity as the Lord of Cangyun Prefecture, I hereby formally announce!"

"Zhou Bin, for his own selfish desires, murdered a human martial artist, colluded with other races, and failed to report it!"

"According to the Cangyun Prefecture Code, this is an extremely heinous crime."

Xiao Qiong spoke slowly and deliberately, her voice booming through the hall:

"When, spirit and soul are annihilated!"

As these four words fell, Zhou Bin's eyes rolled back, his body twitched, and he completely lost his last bit of life, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Xiao Qiong continued announcing without pausing:

"All assets of the Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce are to be seized immediately!"

"Half of the assets shall be handed over to the Cangyun Prefecture treasury!"

"The other half of the assets will be converted into credit points as compensation for all participants in this year's Youth Martial Arts Competition, as well as the families of the fallen students!"

After making the announcement, Xiao Qiong suddenly swung her arm down.

"Take him away!"

At the entrance of the passage, four members of the Cangyun Prefecture law enforcement team, dressed in black with red cloud patterns, strode out, grabbed Zhou Bin's shoulders tightly from the left and right, and forcibly lifted him up from the ground.

Zhou Bin's toes dragged weakly on the obsidian floor.

The law enforcement officers dragged him away and turned to walk towards the VIP passage behind the ring.

"Scum! Degenerate!"

"Kill him! Cut him into a thousand pieces!"

The angry shouts and scornful remarks converged into an overwhelming tsunami.

One hundred thousand spectators stood up at the same time.

Mineral water bottles, snack bags, unfinished lunch boxes, and socks that hadn't been washed for a month poured down from the stands like a torrential rain, slamming hard towards Zhou Bin.

On the stage, Wei Peng, Xiao Qiong, and the others took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the emotions churning in their chests.

Wei Peng straightened his clothes and stepped forward.

"The trial of Zhou Bin is now over."

Wei Peng's voice was steady and powerful.

"Next, regarding the video that was just played on the big screen, about the [Ethnic Minorities Resort]..."

Wei Peng paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"On behalf of the federal government and the university federation, I would like to confirm this with you."

"Everything in the video is true."

"Whether it's the environment, the facilities, or those miraculous effects, it's all true."

Wei Peng's voice echoed throughout the venue.

"Therefore, the official recommendation is that all human warriors, if they have the means, should go to the resort for rest and improvement."

The words fell.

The entire main venue in Nanjiang Prefecture fell into a deathly silence that lasted for five seconds.

Five seconds later.

"boom--!!!"

The screams, ten times more frantic than during Zhou Bin's trial, instantly ripped the dome apart.

"It's real! It's officially confirmed! It's all true!"

The man in the baseball cap suddenly jumped onto the chair, covered his head with his hands, and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"If all of this is true, doesn't that mean the hope for the rise of our human race is about to arrive?!"

Beside him, the man who had been stuck in the Thousand Jun Realm for ten years, wearing a short shirt, was trembling violently.

He grabbed the man in the baseball cap's arm, making the man wince in pain.

"Did you hear that? A cultivation room with ten times the speed! Pills that can directly break through to the Flying Heaven Realm!"

The man's eyes reddened, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

"I've been stuck for ten years! Ten years! With this kind of condition, all I have to do is accumulate enough credits, go in and take a nap, and I'll be set for life!!"

The retired veteran stood in the corridor, tightly covering his mouth with his only remaining left hand to stop himself from crying out loud.

"A spa to cleanse away evil spirits... a life-giving hot spring..."

The veteran looked at his empty right sleeve, his voice hoarse as he thought of his old comrades who had been forced to commit suicide due to the corrosive energy.

"If a place like this had existed a few years earlier, they wouldn't have died... and my hand might still be able to grow back..."

The audience erupted in frenzy.

"Let's team up! Let's team up as soon as we go out!"

"I want to soak in that life-giving hot spring! I want to sleep in that king-size bed room!"

Hope is growing.

After a century of suppression, a century of being shrouded in despair and bloodshed, the most primal hope suddenly erupts.

Ordinary martial artists saw the ladder to break through their levels.

The wounded veterans saw a glimmer of hope for a new life.

A genius stuck in a bottleneck saw the key to breaking through the limits.

A fervent vision and anticipation for the future burned like wildfire in the hearts of 100,000 people.

Wei Peng stood on the ring, quietly watching the bustling stands.

He did not immediately interrupt the audience's celebration.

He knew that humanity had been suppressed for too long and desperately needed a celebration like this to release the pressure.

A full five minutes passed.

"Gentlemen."

Wei Peng spoke again, and once again, tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on him.

He took a deep breath, his expression becoming more solemn than ever before.

After a brief pause, Wei Peng dropped a bombshell that could change the course of human history.

"After discussion at the Supreme Council of the Human Union, I hereby declare!"

"Effective today, the 'Demon Hunter Squad' system will be officially established throughout the twelve prefectures of the human race!"

"All civilian martial artists, retired soldiers, and students of martial arts universities are free to form teams. Each team can consist of six to eight martial artists."

"All demon-hunting teams will use the [Myriad Races Resort] as their core supply and transit center!"

"From the day our squad is formed, our activities will no longer be limited to the outermost edge of the battlefield!"

As Wei Peng spoke, the screen, which had been off, lit up again.

What appeared on the screen was a complete map of the battlefield of the heavens.

The map presents a fan-shaped structure that contracts rapidly inward.

The widest outer arc of the sector is the outer region.

Twelve fortress-shaped building icons are arranged in a row along the edge, representing the teleportation camps established by the twelve human prefectures, guarding the entrance to the battlefield.

As you advance beyond the camp, the colored blocks on the map darken.

The first area we entered was the C-level area, which was divided into 18 small light gray areas, numbered C1-C18.

Next is the B-grade area, yellow, with 12 blocks.

Continuing inward, the fan-shaped area narrows significantly, advancing to eight bright red Grade A areas.

The glaring red color indicates that this is the territory of a high-ranking alien race.

Then there are the S-level areas.

The lines become blurred here, with intersecting black lines dividing the area into inner and outer parts, where the junction is indistinct.

Wei Peng suddenly swung his arm outward, pointing to the vast gray map on the virtual screen.

"We will use the resort in area A4 as our target, and our existing positions as a springboard to advance directly into the A-level areas of the Battlefield of the Heavens!"

The audience held their breath, their hearts pounding wildly.

Advance towards Level A areas?

This was something that would have been absolutely unimaginable before!

Wei Peng didn't give them time to think and continued to announce loudly.

"at the same time!"

"All regular army guards in the twelve prefectures are hereby ordered to cancel all leave and enter a state of first-level combat readiness, effective immediately!"

"The military will be fully mobilized. Over the next three months, we will be operating in fifty major regions, from the periphery to the Class A areas."

"Deploy and establish a comprehensive teleportation network!"

Wei Peng clenched his fists and slammed them heavily into the air in front of him, creating a loud blast.

"All guards, prepare for a full-scale advance into the depths of the battlefield!"

boom!

The 100,000 spectators were stunned by the series of military deployments.

This is no small matter.

Unlike previous defensive counterattacks.

this time--

It's a counterattack!!

It is to devote all the power of the human race to a head-on battle against the alien races on the battlefield of the heavens!

Wei Peng withdrew his fists and leaped into the air.

Fellow countrymen!

Wei Peng's voice boomed like thunder in the sky above the main venue in Nanjiang Prefecture.

"Ten thousand years ago! A rift in the void tore through our skies, alien races descended, and the battlefield of the heavens opened!"

"What dark and desperate days those were."

"Our compatriots were slaughtered, our cities were reduced to ruins, and our homes were lost inch by inch!"

Wei Peng clenched his teeth, his facial muscles twitching slightly.

"We could only retreat step by step. We built high walls with steel, and we filled the trenches with the blood and flesh of our ancestors."

"We eke out a living within the walls, licking our wounds in the darkness!"

"A century of perseverance! A hundred years of forbearance and sacrifice! How many heroes are buried far from home, how many souls cry out in despair amidst the chilling atmosphere!"

Wei Peng suddenly lowered his head and stared intently at the 100,000 people in the stands.

"Finally, this day has come!"

"We humans are no longer the weak, passively defending ourselves!"

"No longer like a punching bag cowering in the corner of a boxing gym, arms outstretched, protecting its vitals, taking hits everywhere, and being bullied by other races!"

Wei Peng stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist tightly.

"Our children no longer have to hide behind high walls and tremble in fear."

"Our warriors can set foot on enemy territory and show them with their swords who truly rules here!"

"Now!"

"The time for a counterattack has come!"

"Warriors of the Twelve Prefectures, citizens of the Twelve Prefectures! We are ready!"

Wei Peng's eyes widened, veins bulging on his forehead, and with all his might, he roared out the most powerful battle cry the human race had uttered in a century:

"Expel evil spirits!"

"Conquer the heavens!!!"

On the arena, over five hundred elite martial arts students roared in unison, straining with all their might:

"Expel evil! Conquer the heavens!!!"

In the stands.

One hundred thousand spectators, without any director or rehearsal, all stood up at the same time and raised their right fists.

"Expel evil! Conquer the heavens!!!"

"Expel evil! Conquer the heavens!!!"

The roars of 100,000 people converged.

Soaring through the clouds and breaking through the sky.

Soaring to the heavens.

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