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

Chapter 234

Battlefield of the Heavens, Abyss Region.

Thick, ink-like black mist from the abyss flowed slowly here.

There was no wind, no sound, and even the passage of time seemed to stand still here.

In the deepest part of the darkness stood a colossal stone statue hundreds of feet tall.

Most of the stone statue's body was hidden in the swirling black mist, making its face impossible to see.

Only its right claw, which protruded from the black mist, was carved so lifelike that even though it was just an inanimate object, it exuded a destructive and oppressive aura.

It was a huge beast's claw.

The beast's claws were covered with palm-sized black scales, and its five thick fingers were slightly bent, with barbed claws several meters long growing from the tips.

This beast claw is exactly the same as the one that fought against Yun Shixian, who was in the Dao Integration Realm, during the Youth Martial Arts Competition!

Below the stone statue is a vast altar paved with countless white bones.

In the center of the skeletal altar, a figure shrouded in a wide black robe knelt.

Messenger of the Abyss.

At this moment, the messenger lifted his hood, revealing a withered, bloodless face.

He crossed his arms and pressed them tightly against his chest, his entire upper body almost completely prostrate on the cold bones, in a devout posture.

"The great Demon King of Xilin."

The messenger's voice was hoarse and dry, echoing across the empty altar.

"As the god who rules over the battlefield of all races, your radiance will surely pierce through this endless darkness and shine once more upon the entire battlefield!"

He raised his head, his eerie green eyes fixed fervently on the enormous stone statue with the claw of a beast.

"Under Your great will, Your messenger... is filled with trepidation."

The messenger took a deep breath of black smoke, and his originally calm tone began to fluctuate violently. The ghost fire in his eye sockets suddenly burst into flames, almost leaping out of his eye sockets.

"Your subordinate has failed in your duties and has thwarted the hopes of the human race. I humbly beg Your Majesty for punishment!"

He slammed his forehead against the ground covered with bones, making a dull thud.

"Those lowly humans have recently recklessly launched a full-scale war!"

"They went crazy, suddenly becoming exceptionally fierce and fearless of death."

"They descended from the sky in droves, and the cultivation levels of countless human warriors skyrocketed!"

"Our outer areas have now completely fallen! Those low-level trash couldn't even hold them off for a moment!"

The envoy became more and more agitated as he spoke, his withered hands gripping the bones on the ground so tightly that he crushed several hard beast thigh bones into powder.

"Now, the flames of war have spread to the C-level area! Even the elite troops in the B-level area have been subjected to inhumane slaughter!"

"Those human warriors are now completely disregarding the corrosive influence of the baleful aura, sweeping through our defenses like locusts!"

"At this rate of advancement, it won't be long before not only the C-level and B-level areas, but the entire Battlefield of the Heavens will fall into the hands of those humans!"

The messenger kowtowed heavily again, his ashen forehead covered with white bone powder.

"Your subordinate is incompetent! With my own strength alone, I am no match for the progress of the human race."

"We implore Your Majesty the Great Demon King to descend and punish these lowly humans!"

Dead silence.

On the vast abyss altar, only the messenger's heavy, hoarse breathing remained.

one second.

two seconds.

suddenly!

"Boom—!"

The entire abyss rift began to tremble violently without warning.

The huge stone statue, hidden in the black mist, suddenly developed fine cracks on its surface.

Stone chips fell in a flurry, like a rain of stones, crashing onto the bone altar with a crackling sound.

On the lifelike, enormous beast claw of the stone statue, a black scale located at the base of a bone spur suddenly flashed with a dazzling dark red light.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful pressure filled with endless destructive intent erupted from inside the stone statue!

This oppressive force directly dispelled all the thick black mist surrounding the altar, creating a vacuum zone at the bottom of the abyss.

The messenger was pressed firmly to the ground by this oppressive force, his bones groaning under the unbearable weight.

He couldn't move a single finger, but the will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes throbbed violently, revealing an undisguised ecstasy.

A deep voice resounded directly in the depths of the envoy's mind.

"I... will arrive soon."

These few words carry an undeniable domineering power and an aura of destruction.

Upon hearing this, the Abyss Messenger shuddered violently.

Ignoring the immense pressure he felt as if he were carrying several mountains on his back, he forced his head back, tore open his parched lips, and let out a hoarse and manic laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Welcome, Your Highness the Demon King!"

He pounded the ground with both hands, his whole body convulsing with excitement.

"Great Demon King Xilin! When your true form descends, the heavens will surely be torn apart!"

The messenger boasted loudly.

"Those lowly humans are nothing but ants that you can crush with a flick of your wrist before your power!"

"Once you arrive, you will send them all back to hell!"

"Let them open their eyes and see clearly who truly reigns supreme on this battlefield of myriad races!"

"Who is the true king, high above all others!"

After a while.

The dark red light on the stone statue slowly receded, and the terrifying pressure also receded like the tide, shrinking back into the depths of the stone statue.

The emptied abyssal black energy flowed back in, and the abyssal rift returned to its deathly silence.

But the envoy's heart was in utter turmoil.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands and slowly stood up.

Brushing the bone dust off his black robe, the envoy straightened his collar, the eerie green flames in his eye sockets flickering wildly, revealing an extremely cold killing intent.

"The Demon King is about to descend; this is the greatest moment in the Abyss's countless years."

The messenger paced back and forth in the hall, his withered feet making a crisp "crackling" sound as he stepped on the bones.

"Next..."

He stopped and turned his head sharply, looking towards the outer edge of the battlefield of the heavens.

"In order to welcome the Demon King's arrival, we must suppress the arrogance of the human race!"

"Does he really think he can roam freely on this battlefield of ten thousand races just because he got some trump card from who-knows-where?"

The envoy snorted coldly and flicked his wrist.

A black bone staff appeared in his hand.

He gripped the bone staff tightly with both hands, raised it high, and slammed it down heavily in the center of the bone altar.

"Buzz—"

An invisible abyssal wave emanated from the altar and spread wildly in all directions.

This surge of energy pierced through the barrier of the abyss, penetrated the core, and reached directly into the depths of the alien royal lairs scattered throughout the battlefields of the heavens.

"Summon the kings of all races!"

The messenger raised his bone staff high, his voice filled with a chilling madness.

"We will unleash an unprecedented storm of flesh and blood on this battlefield of the heavens!"

"We will use the blood of millions of human warriors, their desperate cries, to prepare the most magnificent gift!"

"With the blood of humanity, we welcome the Demon King's arrival!"