With Peqi’s help, stronghold construction speed accelerated. Street after street was laid, building after building erected.

The various martial artists who had previously been suspicious, looking down from high vantage points at the Myriad Ancient Sect disciples busily working, truly realized that the Xingyun Continent stronghold was built by them brick by brick, soil by soil.

City Lord Han said: “If Sect Master Jun hadn’t entered first, we would probably all be dead on the battlefield by now.”

“Indeed.” Mu Changhong agreed.

Upon entering the battlefield, who hadn’t arranged their final affairs? Who hadn’t come with the resolve to die? Yet to this day not only were they fine, other planes fled at the sight of them.

All of this.

Was because of Jun Changxiao.

To say he saved all of Xingyun Continent was definitely not just flattery, nor exaggeration.

The various powerful experts already had sufficient respect for Jun Changxiao, evident from the look in their eyes whenever they saw him.

People.

All harbor a grateful heart, it’s just usually difficult to stimulate it.

After staying on Floating Mountain for several more days, many powerful experts began thinking of returning to Xingyun Continent. After all, they’d seen what there was to see here and had their fun—it was time to return and report they were safe.

“Everyone.”

Jun Changxiao said: “You temporarily cannot leave, because…” His expression suddenly became serious: “The true test for our Xingyun Continent entering the battlefield hasn’t ended yet.”

City Lord Han asked in astonishment: “What is the true test?”

Jun Changxiao’s gaze swept across the various powerful experts in the training ground, his tone profound: “The Slaughter Asura Arena!”

“The Slaughter Asura Arena?” Everyone’s faces changed.

Just from the name one could tell it was definitely not a good place.

“The Upper Realm has regulations. Any plane entering the battlefield must enter the Slaughter Asura Arena and fight to the death with other planes, otherwise they will face severe punishment.” Jun Changxiao said.

This wasn’t bragging, it was actual fact.

As long as a plane entered, regardless of strength, regardless of stronghold scale, they all had to go to the Slaughter Asura Arena. It was just a matter of sooner or later.

With the Myriad Ancient Sect’s strength, entering the Asura Arena was no problem.

But since the continent’s powerful experts had come, they definitely needed to contribute. They couldn’t always let his sect do all the dirty and tiring work.

“Sect Master Jun.”

City Lord Han asked: “When will we enter the Slaughter Asura Arena?”

“Within one year. The specific time is still unclear.” Jun Changxiao said.

The system said speechlessly: “The host doesn’t want them to contribute, he wants them to help complete the epic quest!”

“Helping me is helping Xingyun Continent. Is there a problem?” Jun Changxiao said.

“This…”

The system said: “No problem!”

…

The next day, Jun Changxiao entered the Planar Battlefield from the sect.

Li Qingyang rushed over to report: “Sect Master, the Battlefield Phantoms have come!”

Jun Changxiao released his spiritual sense and indeed discovered several hundred at the stronghold’s perimeter, saying speechlessly: “This seat has been behaving properly recently. Why have they come again?”

He hadn’t fought or killed anyone.

But constantly going to the battlefield to steal opportunities, nearly cleaning them out—the Upper Realm definitely couldn’t stand it anymore!

The Battlefield Phantoms appearing this time were similar to before, but their overall strength had obviously improved considerably. It seemed the punishment difficulty had also increased.

“Notify the disciples to prepare for battle!”

“Yes!”

Li Qingyang immediately took action.

In no time, the sect’s core disciples and high-level members all assembled together.

“What are those things outside?”

“From their appearance, they don’t seem to be human!”

City Lord Han and the others stood on Floating Mountain, witnessing incorporeal-seeming creatures appearing outside the stronghold, all with bewildered expressions.

“Father.”

Mu Honglian explained: “These are Battlefield Phantoms, with very strong strength and equipment.”

“What are they standing outside for?” Mu Changhong asked.

Mu Honglian said: “To attack our stronghold.”

“Ah?”

Everyone was dumbfounded.

City Lord Han frowned: “These creatures emanate auras probably no weaker than ours. If they really attack the stronghold, it will probably be very troublesome!”

“Therefore!”

A Martial Saint said with a solemn expression: “We must defend to the death!”

The various powerful experts erupted with thick cultivation bases, about to rush out and fight the Battlefield Phantoms, when they heard Jun Changxiao say: “Everyone, please continue resting. My Myriad Ancient Sect will handle this.”

Experience packages sent by the Upper Realm—how could they share with others!

“Go!”

“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”

Li Qingyang and the others charged out.

An intense battle instantly commenced outside the stronghold.

Though the Battlefield Phantoms’ overall strength had improved considerably, the Myriad Ancient Sect had also improved a lot during this time, so after an hour of combat, they were completely annihilated.

The various powerful experts were all dumbfounded.

“That purple-haired guy who strips his clothes can actually fight several Battlefield Phantoms comparable to Martial Saints. This is truly terrifying!” City Lord Han exclaimed.

The Purple Scale Demon King, just walking into the stronghold, heard what he said and roared: “Whether I strip or not has nothing to do with how strong I am!”

Everyone: “…”

“There’s also Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji, these disciples who participated in the Dragon-Tiger Competition—they can actually kill Battlefield Phantoms with ease!”

Initially, when Myriad Ancient Sect disciples welcomed them on the battlefield, it had already deeply shocked the various martial artists. Today, personally witnessing them in action, their hearts were once again violently impacted.

Second and third-tier sect powerful experts were still okay.

First-tier sect powerful experts currently wore bitter expressions.

As continental top forces, they naturally had quite a few outstanding genius disciples. But compared to Li Qingyang and the others, they were simply pathetically weak!

Especially several elders from Taixuan Sacred Sect, looking at Lu Qianqian, their eyes flickering with complex emotions.

This woman had once been their sect’s most outstanding, most worthy of cultivation disciple. Later, due to certain reasons, she was expelled. Unexpectedly, after joining the Myriad Ancient Sect, she became even stronger than before.

The Myriad Ancient Sect winning first place in the Dragon-Tiger Competition—many powerful experts previously believed the top sects hadn’t seriously sent out talented participants. Now, witnessing them fight Battlefield Phantoms and the combat power they displayed, they were all ruthlessly slapped in the face.

If it were held again, even if they sent all their elites, they would definitely still be brutally dominated.

Honestly.

With Li Qingyang and the others’ current strength, forget dominating sect genius disciples—dominating portions of sect leadership wouldn’t be a problem either.

…

The Myriad Ancient Sect’s strength had never been known to Xingyun Continent martial artists. Now, after experiencing the Battlefield Phantom battle, they had a thorough and complete understanding.

The more so, the more the various powerful experts were shocked!

Having just advanced to third-tier, the disciples were already powerful enough to reach the heavens. If they developed for several dozen or hundred more years in the future, who in the entire continent could contend with them!

“Sect Master Jun.”

In the great hall, City Lord Han cupped his hands: “Back then, City Lord Han only thought you were young and promising. Now it seems you are a hegemon with heroic talent and grand strategy!”

“City Lord Han exaggerates!” Jun Changxiao said.

“No.”

City Lord Han said seriously: “City Lord Han is not flattering you. With the Myriad Ancient Sect’s current strength, on Xingyun Continent it already has the qualification to dominate one region. Looking through history, even the Demon Emperor of the past cannot compare to Sect Master Jun!”

Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched: “City Lord Han is trying to kill me with praise.”