Jun Changxiao came to the back mountain and installed the Planar Battlefield Portal.

Now there was another vortex-shaped entrance, forming a three-way standoff with the Life-Death Secret Realm and Space-Time Secret Realm.

This back mountain area truly had complete facilities.

There was the Spirit Gathering Array for faster spiritual energy absorption, the Training Tower for comprehensive development in virtue, intellect, physique, and aesthetics, plus the time-accelerated and life-death training secret realms, and now the Planar Battlefield Portal.

“Sect Master.”

Li Qingyang walked over: “What is this?”

He had just finished training in the Training Tower, with sweat still on his forehead.

“Uh…”

Jun Changxiao considered silently, then said: “Let’s call it the Battlefield Secret Realm.”

“Can it improve martial dao?”

Li Qingyang’s eyes lit up—whenever a new secret realm appeared, it definitely helped cultivation tremendously.

“It’s for training, and you can obtain many resources.”

“Can disciples enter?”

“No.”

Jun Changxiao refused.

The Planar Battlefield was different from the Life-Death Secret Realm where you could revive after dying, so it had to be personally verified to determine the danger level before allowing disciples to enter.

“Alright then.”

Li Qingyang said: “This disciple will go take care of things first.”

“Go on, go on.”

After he left, Jun Changxiao stroked his chin: “Should I go in and take a look?”

The system said: “Since you bought it, of course you should check it out.”

“There are many experts from various planes in the Planar Battlefield. What if I go in and can’t beat them?”

Although Jun Changxiao liked courting death in various ways, it was all built on having trump cards. But the Planar Battlefield was completely unknown to him, so he felt uncertain.

“Hesitation isn’t your style.”

The system said: “Besides, with all kinds of equipment and the Difficult to Retrieve Blade, what’s there to fear!”

“You’re hoping I’ll suffer setbacks in the Planar Battlefield, so it’ll stimulate consumption.”

“You know me so well, host.”

“Holy crap!”

Jun Changxiao collapsed: “When did you become so shameless?”

“Learned from host!”

“……”

After serious consideration, Jun Changxiao ultimately strode toward the Planar Battlefield Portal.

Having obtained a full set of equipment from Demon Valley, with strength at peak Sword-Martial Dual Emperor level, plus the Difficult to Retrieve Blade and Mechanical Armored Wings, he really wasn’t afraid of encountering trouble.

Most importantly, he urgently wanted to know whether spending 50,000 contribution points was a loss or a gain!

“Beep!”

Just after entering the swirling light, a voice sounded in his ear: “Detection shows entrant’s level has reached Emperor tier, meeting minimum entry requirements. Starting teleport device, loading 10%… loading 20%…”

Damn!

Entry to the Planar Battlefield had realm restrictions—minimum Emperor level!

This meant everyone in the battlefield was Emperor level, possibly even higher!

“Loading 30%…”

No way!

Wait until completing the epic quest and breaking through to Semi-Saint before entering.

Jun Gou Sheng chickened out.

“Loading 100%, teleporting!”

Just as he was about to exit, with a “whoosh” he vanished into thin air, followed by a roar: “Jumping straight from 30% to 100% loading—are you kidding me——”

……

Zhongzun Province.

Inside an ancient altar.

Several white-robed elders sat cross-legged before a Ground Spirit Instrument.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, the Ground Spirit Instrument trembled slightly, transmitting a voice: “By decision of the Upper Realm, five years from now in the Planar Battlefield, Xingyun Continent must dispatch martial artists to participate.”

“What?”

The lead elder’s eyes flew open in shock: “My lord, this…”

“The Upper Realm has decided, you need only comply.”

“Yes.”

“Whoosh——”

The Ground Spirit Instrument’s fluctuations ceased, everything returning to normal.

The five white-robed elders furrowed their brows, their gazes filled with tragedy.

The leader said painfully: “In the end, we still couldn’t escape.”

“Our Xingyun Continent is just the most insignificant plane in the universe—why were we selected as participants?”

“If this were the ancient era, we might have the ability to participate, but now spiritual energy is withered, our strength far inferior to before. Sending powerful cultivators in would be sending them to their deaths!”

The white-robed elders were very dissatisfied, but could only grumble, because they had to comply with the Upper Realm’s commands.

The lead elder shook his head: “Inform the continent, have Emperor-level experts actively prepare for battle over these five years.”

“Yes.”

After everyone withdrew, the leader sighed with hands behind his back: “The minimum requirement for entering the Planar Battlefield is sending two thousand Martial Emperors. Although Xingyun Continent has them, if they all die inside, it will bring devastating consequences—overall strength will only decline further.”

The martial artists on the continent didn’t know about the Planar Battlefield, but as head of the relevant department, he knew better than anyone that while it contained various resources and opportunities, it was equally hell.

“Sigh.”

He sighed: “We can only leave it to fate.”

……

Jun Changxiao felt dizzy and disoriented until gradually recovering, discovering himself on a crimson red earth.

“This place…”

He looked up at the star-filled sky, saying: “Is this the Planar Battlefield?”

At that moment, he felt like he was in outer space, able to see distant stars and nebulae.

“Whoosh——”

Suddenly, a surge of killing intent spread over, making Jun Changxiao involuntarily shiver.

He had sensed this kind of aura before.

But he’d never encountered it so intensely!

So he immediately determined that the area he was in must have seen many deaths, otherwise it couldn’t form such a chilling aura!

“Congratulations to the entrant for arriving at the Planar Battlefield. Because Xingyun Continent has never participated before, your current position within the circle is automatically designated as Xingyun Continent’s territory.” A feminine prompt voice sounded in his ear.

“Holy crap!”

Jun Changxiao said: “It changed gender!”

The system said: “The voice isn’t from the Strongest Sect System, it’s built into the Planar Battlefield Portal.”

“I see.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Pretty high-tech.”

“Circle? Territory?”

He quickly looked down, discovering himself standing within a circle with a radius of about two to three meters. Beside him was a return portal, plus a banner with the four characters ‘Xingyun Continent’ written on it.

“No way.”

Sect Master Jun collapsed: “This territory is way too small!”

The feminine prompt voice responded: “The plane you represent is entering the battlefield for the first time, so a small territory is normal. If you wish to expand it, you must fight within—for each enemy defeated or killed, it will expand by one meter.”

“One meter…”

Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched: “How many people would I need to defeat to reach the size of a village or town?”

The sweet feminine voice sounded in his ear: “The territory’s value lies in preventing other planes’ experts from occupying it, so dear participant, if you want to provide a safer and larger territory for future Xingyun Continent martial artists, please fight to your heart’s content, mwah.”

Mwah your sister!

Jun Changxiao stepped out of the safe zone.

The prompt sounded in his ear: “Participant has left the territory and will lose all protection. Please be careful and don’t get eliminated.”

“……”

Jun Changxiao swore.

If this feminine system had a physical form, no matter how beautiful she was, he’d definitely punch her.

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