Eternal God Emperor: My Simulated Path to God Emperor

Thirty or fifty years is not something that cannot be waited for, but Yuan Qianmo naturally wants to find a more suitable option.

"What about the remaining thirty-seven merit battlefields?" Yuan Qianmo asked.

Originally, Ji was clearly prepared and replied, "The Heavenly Water Realm Merit Battlefield dominated by the Asura Clan, the White Cang Realm Merit Battlefield dominated by the Undying Blood Clan, and the Lingyun Realm Merit Battlefield dominated by the Yama Clan are all about to enter the second stage."

"But these three battlefields are not open to outsiders, so it will be very difficult for you, brother, to enter them."

"Yama Clan, Asura Clan, Undying Blood Clan..." Yuan Qianmo frowned slightly. The ten clans of Hell are divided into the upper three clans, the middle three clans, the lower three clans, and the supreme clan.

The three lower races include the Undying Blood Clan, the Rakshasa Clan, and the Asura Clan.

The three races in the middle include the Corpse Race, the Bone Race, and the Ghost Race.

The three upper races include the Underworld Race, the Dead Race, and the Stone Race.

The Yama clan is the supreme clan.

The middle three races are pure undead, the lower three races are living beings, the upper three races are between life and death, and the Yama race has a transcendent status, forming a four-way structure.

For a cultivator from the Dead Clan to enter the Merit Battlefield dominated by the Lower Three Clans and the Yama Clan without a suitable reason, it would be extremely difficult. Taking away the most valuable World Spirit after the destruction of the Great World would be even more impossible.

"Besides these three, there is actually another merit battlefield that is about to enter the second phase," Yuan Ji added.

"I didn't say anything earlier because the situation in this battlefield of merit is too complicated. Even Senior Brother Dongyin sent someone to remind me that it was best not to get involved after he learned that I was collecting information about it."

"Even Senior Brother Dongyin sent someone to remind you?" Yuan Qianmo couldn't help but feel surprised. Just how complex was the second phase of the Merit Battlefield, a battle between Saints? That it would make even a top Saint like Dongyin make such a statement.

"Which battlefield of merit is it?"

"In the western universe of the Heavenly Court, the Kunwu Realm is dominated by the Temple of Destiny, with all ten races involved," Yuan Shiji said.

Normally, a merit battlefield will only be dominated by one clan, or by a major power such as the Temple of Destiny or the Temple of Darkness. In a few cases, two or three clans will jointly dominate the battlefield.

It's rare in the last hundred thousand years for all ten clans to be involved.

"What's so special about the Kunwu Realm that it could attract the involvement of the Ten Hell Clans and the Temple of Destiny?" Yuan Qianmo asked in confusion.

"Because Kunwu Realm was one of the top fifteen strongest realms in the Western Universe 100,000 years ago, with a long history, profound foundation, and countless rare treasures." A rough voice came from afar, and suddenly a cloud of fire swept in from the horizon, condensing into a fiery figure in the void.

Yuan Qianmo recognized the figure, but could guess his identity from the ethereal flames surrounding him.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Yuan Lie."

Yuan Lie was the nineteenth disciple of Yuan Dingchu, and the only disciple he accepted after becoming a god. He was a descendant of the Yuan clan branch to which Yuan Dingchu belonged.

The Great Sage of Dongyin was the number one person below the Divine Realm of the Original God Temple, while Yuan Lie was the number one person below the Great Sage of the Original God Temple. He went to the Battlefield of Merit fifty years ago and his name was ranked at the top of the "Records of Ten Thousand Evils of the Ten Races of Hell". His danger level reached level ten.

"In the fifty years since I left, many outstanding talents have emerged in the Temple of the Gods." Yuan Lie looked at Yuan Qianmo and Yuan Ji with a smile.

"Compared to Senior Brother, Benji and I are still too inexperienced." Yuan Qianmo said modestly, "Senior Brother has been away from the Yuan God Temple for many years. Why don't you let your junior brother host a welcome dinner for you?"

"It just so happens that I also want to get closer to you all," Yuan Lie said with a smile.

The group chatted and laughed all the way back to the original temple, where they had a feast at Yuan Qianmo's residence.

Although it was their first meeting, the two brothers hit it off immediately, chatting happily without any awkwardness or discomfort due to the difference in their cultivation levels.

After a few rounds of drinks, Yuan Qianmo finally got to the point.

"Senior brother, you seem to know a lot about the Kunwu Realm's Battlefield of Merit?"

Yuan Lie saw the light in Yuan Qianmo's eyes and remembered the instructions given to him by the Great Sage of Dongyin.

"I really know Kunwu very well because I've been there for the past twenty years."

"Ten thousand years ago, the Kunwu Realm ranked thirteenth in the Western Universe. It was a world with numerous gods and powerful beings, and it was an ancient world that had existed for nearly ten thousand years. More than one ancient god of the heavens was born in its history."

"After that unparalleled divine formation 100,000 years ago, the gods of Kunwu Realm perished, leaving only a new god to guard the realm. Since then, it has fallen from the ranks of powerful realms. 100,000 years have passed, and this once powerful realm has become one of the weakest great worlds in the Western Universe. 130 years ago, it was even opened up as a battlefield for merit."

"An ancient world that once gave birth to powerful beings from all the heavens is more valuable than ten ordinary great worlds combined. There are many forces within the Heavenly Court Realm that covet it. Therefore, the Kunwu Realm's Merit Battlefield is not the responsibility of any single race, but is led by the Temple of Destiny, with all ten races participating."

"Over the past hundred years, Kunwu Realm has been the most brutal battlefield for merit, gathering countless geniuses and prodigies from the Hell Realm and the Heavenly Court Realm to compete on the battlefield."

One hundred thousand years ago was a very important historical juncture in history books, marking the end of the Middle Ages and the beginning of the Early Modern Period.

Yuan Qianmo had only learned about that period of history from historical books, but even though it was just written text, the shock it brought still left a deep impression on him.

The gods fell, a thousand worlds were destroyed, and more than half of the gods in the universe perished in that battle.

Even legendary ancient Buddhas like the Venerable Monk Sumeru perished, and the mighty Kunlun Realm was almost wiped out from the world.

Kunwu Realm was merely a victim of that storm that swept across the universe, severely injured and on the verge of death, barely clinging to life for 100,000 years.

An ancient realm that once gave birth to powerful beings of the heavens, even after the gods perished, managed to survive for 100,000 years with the help of a new god, but ultimately ended up as a battlefield for merit.

Yuan Qianmo could imagine that more than a hundred years ago, when the news spread that Kunwu Realm had been opened up as a battlefield for merit, it was like a child carrying gold walking in a bustling city, which would inevitably attract countless covetous eyes.

"The reason why Father God was able to rise to power was because he obtained the inheritance of an ancient sword god on the battlefield of merit, which led to the existence of the Primordial God Temple today. If we could obtain the inheritance and treasures left by the powerful beings of the heavens, even the strength of an entire clan would be enhanced as a result," Yuan Qianmo said with emotion.

Yuan Lie shook his head and laughed, "Junior Brother Qianmo, you're thinking too simply. Do you think a new god can protect the vast empire of Kunwu Realm? Without sufficient benefits in exchange, how could Kunwu Realm possibly last for 100,000 years?"

"Those hypocrites in the Heavenly Court are ruthless when it comes to devouring people, even those who are outwardly their own people."

"In fact, when Kunwu Realm was opened up as a battlefield of merit, the accumulation of 100,000 years ago had already been exhausted, and even the inheritance was only one or two tenths left. Of course, even the remaining part was enough to attract all parties to fight for it."

"This war has lasted for 130 years. The Kunwu Realm is on the verge of collapse. All the resources that could be fought for have been almost completely plundered. But there is one treasure that has never been found."

"A powerful spiritual expert in the Temple of Destiny speculates that the treasure will only appear after the Kunwu Realm is completely destroyed. In other words, the only ones who will have a chance to compete for that treasure are the Saint Realm cultivators who remain in the second phase of the battlefield."

"It is foreseeable that when the Kunwu Realm Merit Battlefield enters its second phase, both the Heavenly Court Realm and the Hell Realm will send a large number of saints into it. The fierce competition will be beyond description."