Treating him as prey?
Sect Master Jun narrowed his eyes, displaying a smile that would make children cry—the big demon king’s smile.
The experts from various planes saw his expression and all said disdainfully: “This guy is really asking for a beating.”
Indeed.
Jun Changxiao was asking for a beating.
But in Xingyun Continent, no one dared beat him.
The experts from the Planar Battlefield were different—none of them took Jun Changxiao seriously.
“Kid!”
The Chihai Continent expert folded his arms: “Stop hiding in the safe zone and come out to battle me for three hundred rounds.”
“Three hundred rounds?”
Jun Changxiao performed an apologetic tactical lean back, then reclined against the chair back, raised one finger, and said coolly: “To deal with trash like you, one round is enough.”
“One round?”
The Chihai Continent expert sneered coldly: “This little cultivator from tiny Xingyun Continent sure talks big.”
“Stay calm, stay calm.”
Jun Changxiao said: “You’ll see soon enough.”
He kept checking the time, waiting for one hour to end.
Once he went out, he’d have to roam outside for half an hour—better to stay safe as long as possible.
Actually, Jun Changxiao could merge with the portal and return to Wangu Sect.
But since he was here with so many experts around, naturally he wanted to fight properly!
This guy was also a battle enthusiast—it was just that in Xingyun Continent, managing the sect and dealing with tricky enemies, all the fighting was done by disciples. Today in this slaughter-focused battlefield, he could finally get his hands dirty personally!
“Kid!”
The Chihai Continent expert shouted: “Hurry up and come out so I can finish you in one round!”
He was anxious.
He wanted to take first blood from the Xingyun Continent cultivator to earn multiple merit values and exchange them at the Merit Shop for needed resources!
Jun Changxiao ignored him, quietly observing the twenty experts outside the safe zone.
“Ten comparable to Eighth-Grade Martial Emperors, six comparable to Ninth-Grade Martial Emperors, three comparable to Peak Martial Emperors, one comparable to Semi-Saint.”
Why use “comparable” to describe them?
Because each plane had different cultivation systems and different realms.
Xingyun Continent had Martial Masters, Martial Emperors, etc.
Other planes might have Qi Sea Realm, Void Transformation Realm.
The most impressive and straightforward was the realm division from levels 1 to 999!
The shouting Chihai Continent expert was represented by numbers—a 700+ level powerhouse!
Different realm systems across planes, but basically the same meaning.
“Only one Semi-Saint.” Jun Changxiao thought: “Not a big problem.”
“Clang!”
The Jade Dragon Heaven-Asking Sword appeared, planted before his chair: “I advise you all to leave quickly, or you’ll become souls under my blade.”
Legs spread, hand resting on the sword hilt.
At that moment, Sect Master Jun looked exactly like a king about to conquer the eight directions!
However, the experts from various planes paid no attention, their eyes gleaming as they stared at the Jade Dragon Heaven-Asking Sword, clearly coveting it and planning to claim it as their own!
In the Planar Battlefield where life and death were fated and wealth and honor ordained by heaven, there was only one rule: either you die or I die. The equipment and resources of fallen warriors naturally became the victor’s spoils.
Seeing them all looking at his sword, Jun Changxiao knew they wouldn’t leave.
“So be it.”
He shook his head: “Just wait to die.”
“Tch.”
Everyone dismissed it with disdain.
They were all veterans who’d been mixing in the Planar Battlefield for a long time—naturally they didn’t take this guy seriously.
However.
There was one thing that puzzled them.
New planes entering the Planar Battlefield still needed five years.
How did Xingyun Continent’s martial artist get in early, and alone at that?
Sigh.
The Upper Realm’s arrangements were impossible to fathom.
At this moment, the Upper Realm felt helpless—because this guy smuggled in, completely outside the rules!
Time passed second by second.
The twenty warriors gathered outside Xingyun Continent’s safe zone showed no signs of leaving.
The feminine system prompt sounded: “Dear participant, you have 1 minute remaining before expulsion. Please prepare for forced ejection, mwah.”
“……”
Jun Changxiao had always thought his own complaining system was annoying, but compared to this feminine system, one was in heaven and one was on earth.
“Without comparison, there’s no harm.”
The system said: “Now you know how good I am!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao stood up. Light flashed behind him as the Mechanical Armored Wings appeared. Gripping the Jade Dragon Heaven-Asking Sword with one hand, he said ominously: “The slaughter begins!”
“Whoosh!”
Flames erupted, momentum surging!
“Oh?”
The Chihai Continent expert said in surprise: “He’s even a fire-element cultivator!”
“Whoosh——”
Just then, Jun Changxiao shot out like a missile. Within the towering flames, an extremely cold sword light suddenly flashed.
“Not good!”
The Chihai Continent expert’s eyes filled with shock.
He wanted to dodge, but the thought had barely formed in his mind when he saw the sword light flash past his side, and his entire body froze in mid-air.
Jun Changxiao arrived before him, looking down like a king: “Trash like you can be finished in half a move.”
Imposing, awesome.
“Splurt!”
Blood sprayed from the man’s neck as his head flew off.
From his wide-open eyes, it was clear he never expected to be so easily killed by his prey!
“Thud!”
His body fell to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
“Congratulations to participant for taking first blood from Chihai Continent, earning 100 merit points.” The feminine prompt sounded in his ear.
So this is first blood?
Jun Changxiao’s lips curved slightly upward, once again displaying the big demon king’s smile, then he looked at the other planar warriors with cold, fierce eyes: “All of you are my prey today!”
Everyone’s hearts turned cold.
The 700+ level Chihai Continent expert was killed with one sword strike—this guy’s strength was formidable!
“Everyone!”
One expert shouted: “Attack together!”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh——”
Over ten experts from different planes condensed different energies and charged over.
In an instant, this area emanated even stronger killing intent, and the crimson earth became even more vivid!
“Die!”
Jun Changxiao’s black hair danced wildly, his long narrow eyes radiating overwhelming killing intent as he charged forward fearlessly with the Jade Dragon Heaven-Asking Sword.
“Whoosh!”
Flames erupted, sword qi crisscrossed!
At this moment, borrowing Gang Leader Qiao’s entrance BGM would definitely make adrenaline surge instantly!
“Swish!”
“Splurt——”
The expert from Lingyun Continent couldn’t dodge at all, his head ruthlessly severed, along with a companion beside him who was also killed.
“Congratulations to participant for taking first blood from Lingyun Continent, earning 100 merit points!”
“Congratulations to participant for earning 10 merit points.”
From the prompt sounds, it wasn’t hard to tell that killing the first person from a plane gave 100 points, the second only gave 10 points.
“Black Sky Scorching Sun!”
“Tornado Remnant Clouds!”
“Whoosh——”
On the other side, several planar experts unleashed their martial techniques, dazzling energies raging wildly.
This was the Planar Battlefield—even though the force eruptions were extremely powerful, they only generated momentum without shaking space, otherwise it would have been torn to pieces long ago!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Dozens of types of power bombarded, creating massive explosions!
However, in the area filled with flying energies, Jun Changxiao emerged wearing the Nine-Scale Protective Armor, shocking everyone’s eyes wide.
This guy’s defensive equipment was so strong!
Everyone attacking together couldn’t harm him in the slightest!
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao flew forward, his wrist moving as he unleashed the Soaring Sword Divine Art’s Swift Word Formula. Sword lights burst forth like a violent rainstorm of pear blossoms!
“Not good!”
“Dodge quickly!”
The planar experts were horrified.
Unfortunately, under the extremely fast sword technique, the targeted warriors didn’t even have a chance to turn around before being instantly torn to shreds.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
Sword lights filled the sky, illuminating the entire crimson earth!
“Whoosh——”
“Splurt! Splurt!”
In just a few minutes, Jun Changxiao hovered in the air holding the blood-stained Jade Dragon Heaven-Asking Sword, like an undefeated war god from mythology!
On the crimson earth.
Nineteen corpses and severed limbs lay scattered all around, not a single survivor!