Chapter 562: Chapter 556: The Mighty Guardian Race
"Ladies and gentlemen, it’s an honor to have you come from far and wide to participate in the Origin Conference hosted by our Guardian Race."
The first to step onto the stage was a massively built man, looking around forty years old, though his actual age was unknown.
Under everyone’s gaze, he began loudly announcing the rules of the Origin Conference, clearly transmitting to everyone present in the venue.
The rules are simple.
Just like the Saint Radiance Emperor said earlier, it’s conducted in the form of arena battles.
Each level of the venue is equipped with a hundred combat areas, circling in the air around the World Tree and isolated from each other, without interference.
What they need to do is occupy one of the arenas before sunset, without being knocked down by others.
And the people below can freely choose their challenge targets, with unlimited attempts, but limited opponents.
The same opponent can only be challenged once.
Once defeated, they can only challenge others unless that person is defeated and takes a new arena again.
This means that among tens of thousands of Tier Ten participants, they have to vie for those hundred spots, making the competition incredibly fierce, requiring well-prepared battle plans.
"These are the rules of the conference. If there are any doubts, we have staff arranged inside that can be approached anytime for inquiries."
After spending about ten minutes on the opening, the man finally neared the end of his speech after explaining the rules.
He scanned the surrounding stands and coughed lightly.
"As you may all know, winning a spot grants you an opportunity to connect with the Seed of the World."
"This is the mission granted to us by the World Tree, and it’s also the glory of our Guardian Race."
"Therefore, I hope that friends who have come from afar can interact amicably, and do not let different realms cause conflicts, focusing mainly on communication and exchange."
"Alright, I’ve finished my speech, and I now declare the Origin Conference... officially open!"
With a loud shout, a dazzling light burst throughout the venue, and the light screens above each arena started activating, emitting a dense Life Radiance.
Then.
The stands erupted in deafening cheers, shaking the surrounding air violently, causing even the branches of the World Tree to gently sway.
"That man is the eldest son of the Guardian Race’s clan leader, Qin He, specifically in charge of hosting the Tier Ten venue," said the Saint Radiance Emperor quietly.
"The eldest son of the Guardian Race’s clan leader? Then isn’t his strength formidable?" Lin You couldn’t help but be surprised.
"Indeed, very formidable," the Saint Radiance Emperor nodded silently, "Including Qin He, the second son, and three daughters have all advanced to Emperor Level within this century. In just a century, producing three Emperor Levels has only happened in the Ten Great Realms."
"Three!"
Not just Lin You, but even Li Ke, Ji Xinghe, and others nearby were stunned by this shocking news.
Because even in their Primordial Realm, in the past hundred years, only the Saint Radiance Emperor had emerged as a Great Emperor.
Even with the additional Great Emperor title earned from the Tower of Fortune before, it’s only two, the gap is rather significant.
Now they finally understood how terrifying the Guardian Race truly was.
No wonder even the Realm Alliance folks have become so well-behaved, not directly seizing the Seed of the World.
Yet, not acting now doesn’t mean they won’t in the future.
Thus, what they must do now is try their utmost to block the Realm Alliance members from occupying the arenas, reducing their chances of securing spots.
Next, what they will face will likely be a prolonged tug-of-war.
Fortunately, having made thorough preparations in the Space-Time Ferry, his power had been significantly boosted.
Thinking of this, Lin You couldn’t help but focus his mind and opened his personal interface.
[Name: Lin You (Lord)]
[Race: Human]
[Profession: Spirit Master]
[Level: Tier Ten (7/10)]
[Power: 67512 (+47258)]
[Constitution: 100000 (+86000)]
[Agility: 67512 (+47258)]
[Spirit: 85000 (+59500)]
[Basic Skills: Double Mutation, Power of Rule, Space Travel (Invalid), Rule Transformation]
[Divine Power: All attributes +70%]
[Racial Talent: Constitution +16%, Recovery Speed +16%]
[Introduction: Lord Attribute Interface, records specific strength and skills of the lord, unlockable at Tier Ten.]
After the accumulation within the Space-Time Ferry for 30 days, his Physical Attribute was finally enhanced to the full value of Tier Ten.
Counting the aid of Divine Fragment and Racial Talent, a total of over 180,000 in Constitution.
Even the Spirit reached over 140,000, greatly enhancing Perception.
With the offensive and defensive set and other burst abilities, with everything open in a 10-second burst, he even had confidence in seriously injuring enemies with nine Divine Formats.
That is, if it’s a one-on-one situation.
Naturally.
His biggest reliance still came from ten Royal Species with strengths comparable to his, whose basic attributes were all enhanced to above 80,000.
Including Lingxi’s extra 10% attribute boost and their powerful Skills and Exclusive Talents.
Within the last few days, they have successfully independently slain SS-level Lord Demons.
Even if Soul-Seeking and Void Nether, who were not adept at one-on-one combat, could at least manage a draw.
"I’ll go first!"
While thinking, a loud shout suddenly rang out.
Within the Life Realm camp, a burly man carrying a long-handled broadsword was the first to leap onto one of the arenas, creating a thunderous boom.
Initially hesitating and debating whether to step onto the stage, the crowd fell silent for a moment, and then immediately erupted into an even larger uproar.
"It’s Wang Tu! He actually went up first!"
"It’s said that his frenzy superpower is already enhanced to Tier Ten B-level; his power is among the top ranks in the outer city!"
"Does he intend to seize an arena right from the start?"
The people of the Life Realm gasped continuously, not expecting to face such a formidable opponent right off the bat.
Among the two major camps of the Ten Thousand Realms, expressions of surprise were evident.
A Tier Ten B-level superpower is already equivalent to the strength of possessing five Divine Fragments as a lord.
Moreover, the strength that superpower users can unleash is generally stronger than that of lords, making their individual strength even more terrifying.
Among the kings possessing five Divine Fragments, those with weaker foundations didn’t dare to go up lightly, nor dared to rashly seize any other empty arenas.
After all, with so many powerhouses watching keenly, they weren’t confident they could last a day up there.
Lin You didn’t expect the first to go up would be Wang Tu, the same "acquaintance" who had caused trouble at the inn earlier.
He remembered clearly that Wang Tu was very displeased with them, the outsiders from the Ten Thousand Realms.
Sure enough.
As soon as Wang Tu stood firm, his arrogant gaze locked onto the stands of the Realm Alliance and Anti-Alliance camps, pointing his battle saber forward.
"You trash from the Ten Thousand Realms, if you’ve got the guts, come up and take me on one-on-one! If not, crawl back to your own realms!"
What an audacious attitude!
Everyone was shocked by Wang Tu’s words, and the entire stands were thrown into an uproar.
Especially the lords of the two major camps of the Ten Thousand Realms, their eyes blazing with fire, their auras agitated.
"What guts! Let this old man meet you!"
Immediately, an elder in a white robe leaped onto the arena where Wang Tu was, with a wave of his hand, ten Angel Type species appeared beside him.
A Holy Arbitrator, two Blazing Angels, two Wisdom Angels, and three Angel Judges holding Spears of Judgment.
They were all rare Angel Species, and all had transformed into Heroic Species—a lineup truly extravagant.
On the opposite side, Wang Tu stood alone with just a two-handed battle saber.
The two stood far apart across the wide arena, also drawing the attention of the Great Emperors hosting the event on stage.
"It’s the King of the Four Phases Duchy from the Canglan Realm!"
"It’s said he acquired the fifth Divine Fragment years ago, placing his strength in the upper middle tier within the Tier Ten of the Canglan Realm."
"Wow! That’s impressive?"
"Great, finally someone to teach that guy a lesson."
"Exactly! To call us trash and tell us to get lost, best just cripple him outright!"
Although everyone knew the arena had protection mechanisms, making it impossible to kill the opponent.
It didn’t stop them from cursing aloud, wishing for Wang Tu’s quick demise.
Meanwhile, the native forces of the Life Realm, upon hearing the curses, joined in on the commotion.
"Wang Tu, quickly slaughter that old fool who doesn’t know what’s what!"
"Outsiders from the Ten Thousand Realms, crawl back to your own realms!"
"Show them the strength of our Life Realm!"
...
In the blink of an eye, the entire atmosphere on the stage was ignited by the confrontation between Wang Tu and the Four Elements King, with many young Tier Ten individuals starting to hurl insults across the stands.
The lively scene even transmitted through the light curtain to the surrounding Tier Nine and Tier Eleven areas, drawing countless gazes this way.
Some even left their own arenas to come to the Tier Ten arena, making it the focal point of the entire conference.
"Old man, I advise you to surrender early, so you won’t be dismantled by me later and have those old bones of yours shattered."
On the arena, Wang Tu, holding a battle saber, maintained a steady expression, disdainfully looking at the Four Elements King opposite and the ten angel species beside him.
"Defeat me first before boasting."
The Four Elements King snorted coldly, surrounded by the Power of Rule, bursting into a dazzling holy light, forming a Great Angel phantom wielding a giant sword behind him.
"In that case, I’ll gladly send you down myself!"
With a shout, an explosion sounded beneath Wang Tu’s feet, and his entire body shot forward like an arrow.
Simultaneously, his body rapidly expanded, gradually covered by a layer of scarlet patterns.
The patterns flashed with red light, instantly covering his arms and the battle saber in his hand, his entire aura skyrocketing.
"Die for me!"
In an angry roar, a hundred-zhang-long blood light hacked forward, cutting from top to bottom, making the entire arena space shake violently.
Faced with this terrifying approaching blade light, the Four Elements King’s expression changed drastically.
He raised his arm, and the Dharma Heaven and Earth behind him exploded, merging with the holy light bursting from the ten hero-level angels, transforming into a golden sword blade that crashed down against Wang Tu’s blood-red blade light.
"Boom!"
Violent ripples exploded from the center of the two.
The might of the merging holy light and blood aura transformed into boundless waves, surging fiercely toward the arena’s protective light curtain.
Then, under everyone’s wide-eyed gaze.
The Four Elements King was sent flying out of the explosion center like a rag, spraying a mouthful of blood onto the arena.
His arm was even directly severed!
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