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

"The Demon King?!"

"What did he just say? He said he was... the Demon King?"

With Arona's mocking yet cruel voice, amplified by powerful magic, it resounded like a thunderclap across the empty battlefield.

The human warriors, who were charging wildly and cheering because of the alien race's defeat, suddenly froze on their faces with ecstatic expressions.

The weapon, held high in the air, abruptly stopped in mid-air.

Aro's words were like a bucket of cold water mixed with millennia-old ice, poured down mercilessly from head to toe.

It extinguished the newly risen flame of excitement in everyone's hearts, a flame that was about to be won, and plunged them into the abyss.

A deathly silence fell over the battlefield.

All that remained were the mournful screams of the remaining Blade Demons as they fled in the distance.

"Clang..."

A weapon, from who-knows-who, slammed heavily onto the hard rock, producing a crisp sound.

At the front of the line, many martial artists began to tremble uncontrollably.

Cold sweat slid down their smoke-blackened cheeks and splattered onto their chest armor.

Some people clenched their teeth tightly, but still couldn't suppress the "clucking" sound of their upper and lower teeth colliding.

Fear, like a cold, venomous snake, climbed up the ankles and coiled itself tightly around everyone's heart.

"Demon King..."

A rogue martial artist swallowed hard, his legs going weak.

"Could it be the legendary Demon King who controls the deepest part of the battlefield of all races... the Abyss?"

"The Abyss Demon King has descended? How is this possible..."

No wonder these battle-hardened warriors were so terrified.

The human race has been weak for too long.

For centuries, on the battlefield of all races, the human race has been in a defensive and weak position.

Even today, only a small group of top-tier martial artists from each prefecture dare to form teams to explore the perilous A-level or even S-level areas.

As for the abyss?

That place is a terrifying forbidden zone that even powerful figures at the level of the city lord dare not easily set foot in!

It is the death ground where countless human martyrs were buried!

Any demon king in the abyss possesses terrifying power, capable of dominating the heavens and destroying an entire prefecture.

And now?

You want us, a group of ordinary martial artists who haven't even reached the Nine Heavens Realm, to directly confront an Abyss Demon King on the battlefield?!

"Isn't this supposed to be a C-level area?!"

In the crowd, a young martial artist completely broke down, unable to hold back his curses, his eyes bloodshot.

"A final boss of Abyss level has spawned in the C-level area map?"

"What kind of insane matchmaking system is this?!"

This angry outburst expressed the sentiments of everyone.

This is not a battle at all; it is a one-sided massacre with no suspense whatsoever!

"Everyone, hold your formation! Don't panic!"

"Quickly! Inform the Lord of the Manor immediately!"

Just as the formation was on the verge of collapsing completely due to panic, several captains of the guards from various prefectures stepped forward.

Their bodies surged with energy, and they roared like thunderous bells, forcing themselves to calm down.

They knew better than anyone else that the Demon King's arrival was far beyond what they could handle.

Now, all they can do is hope that the Lord of the Prefecture will receive the news in time and rush to their aid.

Before that, they had to be nailed here, firmly!

The consequences would be unimaginable if the Demon King were to break into the rear!

"On my command! All martial artists below the Nine Heavens Realm, retreat! Withdraw from the battlefield immediately!"

"Those above the Ninth Heaven Realm, follow me to the very front! Even if we die, we must hold out until the Lords of the Manor arrive!"

Xu Feng, the captain of the Heavenly Dragon Guard of Shangjing Prefecture, was a burly man with a square face and a resolute appearance. He tore off his tattered cloak, raised his broadsword, and gave orders in a stern voice.

Following Xu Feng's command, the martial artists with lower cultivation levels in the rear began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Among the crowd, more than a hundred figures exuding a powerful aura strode forward against the flow of people.

Xu Feng turned around, his deep gaze sweeping over the assembled Ninth Heaven Realm warriors around him.

These people, who were usually considered powerful figures in their respective prefectures, now had extremely solemn expressions.

Many people's chests heaved violently, and the veins on the backs of their hands gripping weapons bulged.

No one can remain calm when facing a demon king.

Xu Feng took a deep breath and slammed his broadsword heavily into the scorched earth in front of him.

He wasn't wearing a helmet, letting the blood-stained wind tousle his hair.

On his square face, there was no trace of retreat, only a resolute determination that disregarded life and death.

Gentlemen.

Xu Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every martial artist in the Nine Heavens Realm, carrying a heavy sense of pressure.

His gaze swept over faces that were tense, desperate, or bewildered.

"For the past hundred years, our human race has been weak."

Xu Feng spoke slowly.

"We are forced by all races to cower in our own land, constantly enduring the relentless attacks and massacres of foreign tribes. There is no way to retreat."

Xu Feng slowly pulled the greatsword out of the ground, gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged like writhing dragons.

"And now, the resort has appeared! It is a land of endless wonders and miracles! It is a sign of the arrival of divine fortune for our human race!"

"With the resort, given time, our human race will surely produce countless powerful beings, and we will surely be able to traverse the heavens and reclaim our position as the leader of all races!"

Xu Feng suddenly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Aro on the white bone throne in mid-air.

"But today, fate has brought us here. It has allowed us, with our insignificant bodies, to face the abyss and point our swords at the Demon King."

He whirled around, surveyed the crowd, and shouted:

"Are you scared?!"

A fierce wind howled, whipping up clouds of ash.

No one answered.

More than a hundred experts at the Ninth Heaven Realm stood silently, their heavy breathing mingling together.

But Xu Feng keenly noticed that as he spoke, the intense despair and confusion in the eyes of those martial artists were gradually fading away.

"I'm scared too."

Xu Feng grinned and smiled openly.

But the smile, combined with the bloodstains on his face, made him appear exceptionally resolute.

"No living person is afraid of facing the Demon King."

The smile on his face vanished instantly, and he raised his greatsword, pointing it straight at the sky!

"Even if I am afraid, today, I am Xu Feng, Captain of the Heavenly Dragon Guard!"

"I beseech you all, join me in battle against the Demon King!"

Xu Feng roared to the sky, his voice like thunder, "Even if we die in battle today, our names will be etched in history!"

"boom!"

One stone caused a thousand waves!

Xu Feng's words ignited a raging fire in the hearts of all the Nine Heavens Realm warriors present.

Yes!

Our human race's destiny has arrived!

The existence of the resort will surely bring prosperity to our human race.

What we lack now is just time!

As long as we can hold off this demon king here, as long as we can buy even a second of time for the younger generation behind us and for the lords of the manor, their deaths will be as heavy as Mount Tai!

"Let's do it! It's just a demon king! I've never slain a demon king in my life!"

A bald, burly man wielding two broadswords roared, took a step forward, and his body erupted with dazzling earth-yellow elemental energy.

"Count me in! Even if I get to fight the Abyss Demon King and cut off a piece of his flesh, it'll be a bonus!"

"war!"

"war!!!"

More than a hundred martial artists at the Ninth Heaven Realm stepped forward at the same time.

Liu Bo, clad in fire armor, rested his long sword on his shoulder, his face still bearing an indifferent expression.

"To be honest, I've touched the Demon King's dog head."

"However, it's not this one."

No one cared whether Liu Bo was telling the truth or not; their fighting spirit surged up like a volcanic eruption at that moment!

More than a hundred dazzling rays of Yuan energy shot into the sky, intertwining to form a colorful ocean of energy.

The malevolent energy in the C-level area was dispersed by the surging Yuan energy, and the sunlight became brighter.

Looking at the group of human ants below who not only did not collapse but instead burst forth with astonishing fighting spirit, Aro, sitting high on the throne of bones, had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He slowly stopped the leaping magic light in his hand.

"Not bad, you have guts. I love seeing your kind of reckless struggle."

A cruel smile curled at the corners of Aro's lips, and he actually raised his hands again, clapping lightly.

"Slap. Slap. Slap."

The applause sounded unusually jarring on the battlefield where elemental energy surged.

He looked down at Xu Feng and the others with a disdainful gaze, as if watching a show.

"but--"

Aro changed the subject and slowly stood up. His dark purple robe billowed behind him as the demonic energy blew.

"Why should I lift a finger to deal with you ants?"

Having said that, Aro suddenly raised his right hand.

In his palm, the dense demonic light that he had suppressed for so long instantly transformed into an incredibly thick black pillar of light that shot straight into the sky!

The black beam of light exploded in mid-air.

Aro stood with his hands behind his back, chin slightly raised, and spoke softly in an arrogant tone, as if proclaiming a divine judgment:

"The fool did everything himself, while I merely played the role of the pawn behind the scenes."

"On this stage built of blood and fire, you are nothing but actors to please this king."