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

At the bottom of Broken Soul Cliff, the ground was charred black.

The black ash that the Abyss Messenger had transformed into was blown away by the eerie winds rising from the bottom of the cliff, spreading across the surrounding rubble.

In the void, spatial ripples spread out in concentric circles.

Aro stepped out of the ripples with a relaxed air, his signature playful smile playing on his lips.

Xilin suddenly turned around.

What are you doing here?

The heavy black armor emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound as he moved.

His dark red eyes were fixed on Aro, the flames in his eye sockets churning violently.

"This area is under my jurisdiction!"

Xilin's voice was like two pieces of raw iron rubbing against each other, carrying a strong sense of warning.

Faced with the terrifying pressure of Xilin, which was enough to crush mountains, Aro didn't even lift an eyelid.

A faint purple glow emanated from his body, effortlessly dissolving the black gale.

"Don't look so bitter and resentful."

Arro looked at him as if he had seen an old friend he hadn’t seen in years, his face even showing a hint of teasing.

"It's incredibly boring staying in the abyss. I heard you were having some trouble, so I came here to help you."

As Aro spoke, his signature playful smile remained on his face.

"Need not."

Xilin refused outright with a cold face.

"You don't need to interfere in my affairs."

"Need not?"

Aro stopped in his tracks, his smile widening, a hint of mockery curving his lips.

"real?"

"The human race seems to be gaining momentum right now."

Aro continued talking to himself, completely ignoring Xilin's darkening expression.

"For thousands of years, the human race, these insects who are only fit to hide in the rear, have never achieved such results on the battlefield."

"Not only did they conquer all the outer areas and turn the C-level areas upside down, but they also wiped out all the royal families in the B-level areas."

Aro's smile faded, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"Xilin, you've handled this job rather poorly."

"The Demon Emperor is very dissatisfied with your recent performance."

Lord Demon Emperor.

The moment those four words were uttered, the temperature at the bottom of Broken Soul Cliff instantly plummeted to freezing.

The flames in Xilin's eyes contracted sharply, but quickly expanded again, and he let out a cold snort.

"A minor issue."

Xilin raised his heavily armored arm and swung it forcefully, smashing a nearby rock the size of a millstone to pieces.

"I have descended in my true form to resolve this matter."

"It was just some lower-level races that were cleared out of the outer areas. A bunch of cannon fodder, they're dead if they die."

Xilin raised his head and said nonchalantly.

"Those races, if I wanted, I could quickly multiply their numbers tenfold or a hundredfold, and they could be restored at any time."

Aro shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

"what ever."

"However, I didn't come here to listen to you brag about how to create cannon fodder."

Aro straightened his cuffs. "I have received permission from the Demon Emperor."

"Deal with the troubles of the human race."

Xilin's gaze sharpened instantly as he stared intently at Aro.

"you?"

"Humans should be dealt with using the most cruel and violent methods!"

Xilin spread his arms, and the black demonic energy behind him surged and churned, faintly forming the phantom of a giant beast's claw.

"They should witness the absolute power of the Abyss! Before overwhelming power, all struggle is futile!"

"Even as slaves of the abyss, the torrent of all races is enough to utterly crush humanity, suppressing them relentlessly in that laughable old home, forcing them to eke out a living in fear for generations to come!"

Xilin clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.

"Strength is the only law that conquers all!"

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Aro shook his head repeatedly and waved his index finger in front of him.

"You're wrong, Xilin."

Aro walked slowly around Xilin, a cunning glint in his purple eyes.

"Your fighting style, which only relies on brute force, is outdated."

"Humans are different from us in the Abyss. They are a rather complex race."

Aro stopped beside Xilin, lowered his voice, and spoke with a bewitching charm.

"They have greed, selfishness, and endless infighting. To dismantle them, you can't just rely on force; you have to work from within."

"Use their own strength to fight against themselves."

Aro raised his right hand and made a gentle flicking motion.

"All we need to do is offer a little something sweet, throw in a few bones, and play a small role in pushing things along."

"For a little bit of profit, or for the so-called hierarchy, they would pull out a knife and slash the necks of their own compatriots."

"In the words of the human race, this is called using four ounces to move a thousand pounds."

Aro laughed, laughing so hard he was shaking with mirth.

"Watching your prey tear each other apart, ultimately offering their necks to our blades, is far more interesting than you running around like a brute, smashing things indiscriminately."

Xilin stared coldly at Aro, exhaling a stream of scorching air from his nostrils.

"trouble."

Xilin looked at him with disdain, not even bothering to refute him.

"What's the point of all that complicated stuff?"

"Absolute power is clearly the simplest and most direct method. One stomp, and all their thoughts and schemes, no matter what, will turn them into rotten flesh!"

"Oh?"

Aro raised an eyebrow, stopped in his tracks, and looked directly at Xilin.

"And what was the result?"

Aro's voice suddenly rose, his tone filled with merciless questioning.

"You used your absolute power to dominate the battlefield for thousands of years, and what was the result?"

Aro stretched out his finger and pointed fiercely in the direction of the human territory.

"Humans not only defended their last piece of land, but also thrived and multiplied there, living a prosperous and fulfilling life!"

"Furthermore, more and more powerful individuals are emerging. Those young martial artists are not only unafraid of the malevolent energy, but they even dare to hunt down royalty on your territory!"

"Xilin, admit it, your methods don't work anymore!"

These words were like a sharp spear, piercing straight into Xilin's sore spot.

The demonic energy surrounding Xilin instantly boiled, transforming into streaks of black lightning that exploded in the air.

"What exactly are you trying to say?!"

With a roar, Xilin pressed forward with his massive body, almost touching Aro's face.

Aro met Xilin's murderous gaze without fear, a cold smile curving his lips.

"The Demon Emperor's meaning is very simple."

"Whoever quells this human rebellion and completely subdues these arrogant insects..."

Aro paused for a moment, then announced his final decree, word by word.

"In the future, who will control the battlefields of the heavens?"

That's all.

Aro didn't give Silin a chance to retaliate.

A sudden burst of purple light emanated from his body.

Aro's figure instantly merged into the void, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, disappearing into thin air.

Only a frivolous laugh echoed at the bottom of Broken Soul Cliff.

"I'm going now, good luck!"

Xilin stood still.

He suddenly threw a punch, creating a sonic boom in the air in front of him, which caused rocks to tumble down from the cliff face.

"A guy who only knows how to scheme and plot!"

Xilin muttered through gritted teeth, his dark red eyes filled with rage.

But after the anger subsided, an intense sense of crisis rose uncontrollably in his heart.

Aro wasn't joking.

Since the Demon Emperor agreed to let him come, it means he really intended to replace him.

The Battlefield of the Heavens—that's what the human race calls it.

Within the map of the Abyss, this is the outer region of the Abyss.

But for him, the Demon King of Xilin, this place was the source of his power!

His power, his throne as the Demon King, all stemmed from the slaughter and death of countless races. The more blood flowed on the battlefield, the stronger his power became.

He must maintain the chaos here, and continue the oppression and slaughter of humanity by all races!

If Aro were to take over this place and use those so-called internal subversion methods, there would be no more blood sacrifices of this scale on the battlefield of ten thousand races.

That's equivalent to cutting off his power supply!

Absolutely not!

"But now, these human brats who suddenly appeared are causing trouble here, disrupting all my plans."

Xilin took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the raging demonic energy within his body.

He had to get ahead of Aro and find a way to solve all of this, pushing humanity back into the mire.

Thinking about this...

Xilin's enormous mouth suddenly opened wide.

The teleportation scroll that he had swallowed whole was spat out by him, mixed with demonic energy.

Xilin stretched out his large hand, clad in a black iron glove, and grabbed the reel in his palm.

"I feel this could be a good lead."

Xilin muttered under his breath, a cruel glint in his dark red eyes.

As long as we follow this force, we can uncover the mastermind behind it all.

"Buzz!"

The powerful magic within Xilin surged forth and poured into the teleportation scroll in his palm.

The cartoon image on the scroll flickered violently.

Immediately afterwards, the reel flashed.

"I'd like to see what's behind this."

Xilin left behind a chillingly murderous statement.

The light suddenly contracted inward.

"Whoosh!"

The bottom of Broken Soul Cliff fell silent again, leaving only scorched earth and Bai Suhuang's "corpse".