“Prince Luo Feng,” Sifan Qi urgently transmitted mentally, “our Gold Horn Clan’s peerless geniuses are generally somewhat weaker than humanity’s peerless geniuses. However, the Gold Horn Clan possesses a total of one hundred thousand tribes; the number of Domain Lords is certainly far greater than that of an entire cosmic nation. Moreover, our clan’s most outstanding talents might even receive guidance from the Elders, so naturally their standards won’t be low.”
Luo Feng nodded inwardly.
That was right.
Because of constant threats, the Gold Horn Clan’s emphasis on nurturing geniuses might even surpass that of humanity. Even the Elder-level ‘Cosmic Venerables’ personally instructed the young talents.
“In this generation’s Top Ten Domain Lord-level geniuses, there are the Bei Clan brothers,” Sifan Qi continued transmitting. “Among the Top Ten, the other nine are approximately at the level of comprehending the ninth stage of the Cosmic Bridge. However, the strongest, Bei Clan’s elder brother ‘Beiqiu,’ is the only one who has reached the tenth stage of the Cosmic Bridge.”
“Look, among those thousands of youths who previously wanted to challenge you, nearly all of them possess some strength. For example, Jia’ai is one of the Top Ten Domain Lord-level geniuses.”
Luo Feng blinked and glanced at the gathered young Gold Horn Clan members, feeling a sense of shame.
He originally hadn’t taken them too seriously, but he had forgotten… these were the geniuses of an entire race!
Even if they were weaker than humans,
they wouldn’t be significantly weaker!
Among humanity’s Top Ten Domain Lord-level geniuses were members of the Primordial Secret Realm; nine had passed the tenth stage of the Cosmic Bridge, and one had even passed the eleventh stage!
“The tenth stage is essentially different from the ninth stage.”
“Every three stages form a major level: 1-3, 4-6, 7-9. In the Primordial Secret Realm of Domain Lords, countless geniuses are stuck at the ninth stage of the Cosmic Bridge, finding it extremely difficult to advance to the tenth stage,” Luo Feng thought anxiously. “I didn’t expect that among the Gold Horn Clan’s Domain Lords, there would actually be one who has reached the tenth stage of the Cosmic Bridge. It seems his strength is nearly comparable to that of a human Primordial Secret Realm member.”
That one known as Beiqiu.
He was the only one capable of rivaling humanity’s Domain Lord-level Primordial Secret Realm members.
“Fortunately, my opponent isn’t Beiqiu, but rather Beichuang, who is ranked among the Top Ten,” Luo Feng sighed inwardly. “With my current strength, fighting Beiqiu… I would have almost no chance of victory at all.”
“Even fighting Beichuang will be dangerous.”
Upon hearing that Beichuang had the strength of the ninth stage of the Cosmic Bridge, Luo Feng realized he was in serious trouble.
“Human genius Luo Feng, are you scared?” roared the muscular, black-skinned youth Beichuang, his eyes like lanterns, staring at Luo Feng.
“Haha, since I agreed to your challenge, of course I will fight. Choose the time and place,” Luo Feng said.
“Good!”
Beichuang was delighted and shouted, “Then we’ll set off immediately. The battle will be today, and the location will be the arena outside the city!”
“Fine,” Luo Feng nodded.
With such a simple exchange, a battle between geniuses of the human and Gold Horn Clans was decided. This brief conversation immediately excited the thousands of gathered spectators, even the palace guards, who cheered wildly. Cheers and roars echoed through the mountains and fields.
“Beichuang!”
“Beichuang!”
“Beichuang!”
In an instant, all the Gold Horn Clan geniuses were filled with excitement, nearly all of them shouting Beichuang’s name.
Indeed.
Beichuang, ranked among the Top Ten Domain Lords, certainly had the qualifications to represent their clan in a battle against a human genius.
“Everyone, rest assured,” the young Beichuang turned to face the thousands of clansmen and roared loudly, “I, Beichuang, will definitely secure this victory for our Gold Horn Clan! Definitely!!”
“Victory!”
“Victory!”
“Victory!”
Thousands of young warriors roared with excitement.
Luo Feng silently watched this scene, thinking inwardly, “Victory. Yes, in this battle… I have no retreat. I must win!”
This battle was not just for himself, but for humanity’s honor!
If he lost, the Gold Horn Clan would sing Beichuang’s name for countless years to come. They would always remember that a Gold Horn genius named Beichuang defeated a human genius named Luo Feng! The more importance the Gold Horn Clan placed on this matter, the greater the loss of face for humanity. There was only one solution—
Defeat Beichuang!
Win!!!
“Human Luo Feng,” the young Beichuang was full of vigor and unprecedented excitement. “The arena is outside the city. Let’s go.”
“Then let’s go,” Luo Feng nodded.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Luo Feng’s group, Beichuang, and some other Gold Horn Clan geniuses flew toward the arena. At the same time, many of the geniuses immediately connected to the virtual universe network, quickly spreading this news to their friends through it. Telling them— the human genius and our clan’s genius Beichuang are about to battle at the arena!
…
The Gold Horn Clan was a vassal race of humanity, so they had been granted access to the virtual universe network, though they were confined to a single plane of existence. Mostly, they could only communicate within their own race, and many permissions were restricted—for example, they had no opportunity to use the Kill Zones.
But basic communication was still possible.
The news spread like lightning throughout the Holy City.
“The human genius Luo Feng and our clan’s genius Beichuang are about to battle.”
“It’s at the arena outside the city.”
“It’s happening soon.”
“Yes, it’s the human genius. You heard right. A human!”
The news spread like wildfire.
Those who had originally been busy with their own affairs in the Holy City all dropped what they were doing, becoming wildly excited as they quickly flew toward the city outskirts. If viewed from above, one could see the entire Holy City experiencing a flood of people, like a tide rushing in one direction—
To the arena outside the city!
A strong sense of racial pride! The long-standing resentment of being a vassal race to humanity! And the natural sense of inferiority in facing humans!
This caused the residents of the ‘Holy City,’ the core of the Lasor World, who were usually the most proud, to fall into an unprecedented state of wild excitement.
They longed for victory!
They longed for the victory of their clan’s genius defeating a human genius!
…
The arena outside the Holy City was extremely vast and held a special status throughout the entire city.
In fact, before the Gold Horn Clan’s migration, there had been no tradition of arenas. It was only after the disappearance of the clan leader ‘Xiluo Duo’ that the Gold Horn Clan developed an intense sense of crisis, leading to various measures. For example, they banned geniuses from fighting each other to the death but feared that the geniuses might lose their fighting spirit, so they created the arena.
Combat was forbidden throughout the Holy City.
Only in the arena could a battle be held. The construction of this arena was also modeled after humanity’s Ax Arena.
…
“Master, our arena has one hundred million seats. Normally, for various duels, this number of seats is more than enough. But today… Master, the number of seats might not be sufficient,” a gray-skinned youth pointed into the distance, while another tall, golden-skinned man also looked up.
In the distant sky,
a massive, dark swarm of Gold Horn Clan members flew in, numbering in the hundreds of millions.
The Holy City, as the sacred heartland of the Gold Horn Clan, had a resident population of several billion. Many of its inhabitants were cultivators and ascetics. Normally, few battles could attract them, but today… more than half the population of the Holy City had rushed here.
Half the population?
Certainly more than ten billion.
“The seats won’t be enough,” the golden-skinned man growled. “Issue orders—quickly remove all the seats and arrange everything according to the specifications of a clan celebration.”
“Yes,” the gray-skinned youth immediately responded.
…
Outside the Holy City, the massive arena was undergoing rapid transformation. Originally, there were decorations, comfortable seats, and even luxurious private boxes and top-tier scenic viewing platforms, all of which were now being dismantled and reconfigured. The entire arena was being modified to accommodate as many spectators as possible.
“So many people,” Luo Feng sat in the waiting room, looking through the window at the dark swarm of figures continuously flying in from the sky. This situation had been ongoing for more than ten minutes.
“They must all be here to watch the battle,” Dylan also looked up. “It’s really amazing. Even in our human world, it’s hard to gather such a massive crowd for a live battle. Some of the largest-scale duels… are usually conducted within the virtual universe network, which is more convenient and avoids chaos.”
“But the virtual universe network and reality are still different,” Luo Feng shook his head.
“Your Highness,” Dylan looked at Luo Feng.
“Hmm?” Luo Feng turned to look.
“Do you have confidence?” Dylan stared at Luo Feng.
“No confidence, but… in this battle, I can only win,” Luo Feng’s eyes were sharp.
…
About three hours passed.
“Prince Luo Feng, you may now enter the arena,” Elder Sifan Qi entered from the door.
Luo Feng stood up immediately.
“Be careful,” Elder Sifan Qi quickly warned. “In arena battles, one misstep could lead to one party’s death.”
“Hmm,” Luo Feng nodded.
He naturally understood this.
This was a real battle, not a virtual universe network duel. Such life-or-death battles, especially those involving the honor of two races… there would be no holding back. Everyone would give their all, and the battles would be lightning-fast. Once struck, it might mean death.
…
Luo Feng stepped out of the waiting room, following Dylan and guided by the arena staff along a corridor, eventually stepping directly onto the vast arena’s battle stage.
“Boom~~~~”
The deafening cheers seemed as if they would tear the entire battle stage apart.
Luo Feng looked around and saw dense crowds of figures standing on the spectator stands surrounding the battle stage. The sloped second-tier viewing stands and the highest tier viewing stands were all packed with people. Even more individuals hovered in the sky far away.
“Beichuang!”
“Beichuang will win.”
“Fail, and you should commit suicide.”
“You must win.”
“You must win!”
“Victory.”
“Victory.”
The cacophony of voices made the surrounding space seem as if it were boiling over. The roars of over ten billion Gold Horn Clan members caused Luo Feng to involuntarily hold his breath.
Luo Feng looked toward the opposite side, where on the other end of the battle stage stood the muscular youth Beichuang, clad in azure battle armor and with black skin. At this moment, the golden mark on Beichuang’s forehead faintly radiated a faint crimson glow. He had already fallen into an utterly frenzied state. The intense racial pride, the long-standing rivalry between their race and humanity’s geniuses, and the attention and roars of over ten billion clansmen had completely driven Beichuang into a state of madness.
He had to win!
He must win… even if it meant death!!!
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