A series of powerful beasts roamed around the hall. Some of them were here to register, while others were here to spectate.
An Lin had told the yellow bull that he was only an ordinary Soul Formation Final Stage cultivator, so it was normal for the yellow bull to be concerned.
After completing the registration procedures, An Lin was led into the spectator area by the yellow bull.
An Lin: "…"
Boom!
Even the skeletal falcon that had just taunted An Lin had collapsed to the ground, leaving behind a pool of its own blood.
The ground also began to tremor.
Thunderous cheers erupted once again. It was quite clear that this Dark Eagle King was very popular among the spectators.
The yellow bull shook its head. "Not necessarily. He might have to win ten consecutive victories."
"Hehe, who would have thought that a human would come to participate."
"Don't tell me he's pissed his pants from fear, kukuku …" A skeletal falcon cackled.
The Soul Formation Intermediate Stage soul beast trembled uncontrollably with a deathly pale face.
Many powerhouses could even gain many insights from the battles between warriors in the arena.
The newcomer seemed to have discovered something, and her cackling abruptly ceased before she turned and fled.
She was petite and wore a pair of red high heels, but she appeared particularly beautiful and graceful. She looked around with a haughty expression, and her expression was extremely similar to that of An Lin's. It was as if she were also saying, "I'm not targeting anyone. I'm just saying that everyone here is trash."
The Sun Tree arena had selected sixty-four powerful cultivators from the two hundred or so participants who had registered for the competition.
The result of the battle was that the Dark Eagle King had defeated the Dark Heavenly Horse and secured three consecutive victories.
An Lin had also made it to the finals. All of them were going to gather together and engage in the cruelest battle to the death. Only one person would be able to walk out of the arena alive. The other sixty-three powerful beings would all be greeted by death!
The young woman smiled as her eyes narrowed slightly. She licked her lips with her little pink tongue as she spoke in a voice as pleasant as an oriole's. "Hmm? None of you will be able to escape today! "
"I'm withdrawing! I'm withdrawing!"
The battles in the arena continued, and it appeared to be a one-on-one elimination match.
There were all kinds of spectators. At a glance, there were nearly a hundred thousand of them.
In the huge waiting room, there were already dozens of Beast Clan powerhouses looking at An Lin with malicious intent.
A giant black eagle extended its wings that were as sharp as blades and streaked through the air, instantly slicing a tiger-headed four-winged bird into two!
As soon as they entered, they were frightened by the thunderous and deafening shouts.
The gate to the Sun Tree arena was extremely grand, and it was propped up by two golden stone pillars that were over a thousand meters tall.
A white oriole looked at An Lin and smiled. "Today's battle has already begun. The registration period is over. If you want to participate, you can register for tomorrow's battle."
"If you surrender, I'll let you die a little easier."
In the end, the Dark Eagle King's opponent was another Middle Stage Soul Transformation Netherworld Heavenly Horse. That battle was exceptionally intense, the energy from the collisions was earth-shattering, raising the passion of all the spectators. Cheers and shouts swept across like waves.
His opponents were far too weak, and they didn't even have the desire to exchange words with them.
"Hehehe … Human, have you thought about how you're going to die?"
He finally obtained a spot to enter the seventh level, and he was so excited that tears streamed down his face.
"Yo … Hello, all competitors." An extremely pleasant voice sounded, as if it were the voice of nature, drowning out everything else in this world.
"If you perform exceptionally well and receive the recognition of the judges, you might be able to obtain a spot to enter the seventh level even if you win a single victory," the yellow cow added.
An Lin turned his gaze toward the center of the arena. The arena there was an area with a radius of five kilometers, and it was enshrouded by a massive spell formation that prevented the spectators from being affected by the energy fluctuations.
An Lin nodded nonchalantly. "Then I'll register for tomorrow's battle."
The next morning.
"It's been a long time since I've tasted fresh human flesh."
Spectators weren't just there to watch a battle of this caliber.
An Lin was led to the waiting room by a graceful female swan.
The yellow cow's golden tour guide badge was quite useful here, and there was even a shortcut for registration.
"Master, this white warbler is very polite. She's much better than the birds outside." Xue Zhantian sighed with emotion.
She had admitted her feelings with such sincerity; her service attitude was truly exemplary!
An Lin was astonished. "I have to win three consecutive victories to obtain a spot to enter the seventh level?"
He used his divine sense to do a rough scan, and he could sense that the most powerful enemies present were only at the Soul Formation Intermediate Stage. It wasn't that he was targeting the contestants, but that these powerhouses were all trash to him!
…
One powerful being after another sneered at An Lin, but An Lin couldn't be bothered to respond.
An Lin nodded slightly. The judge was quite powerful, so he most likely wasn't blind and couldn't tell that An Lin was bad * ss.
"Waah … Why am I so unlucky?"
Whoosh! A red ribbon instantly shot through the air, sweeping up the mountainous body before flinging it toward An Lin.
Plop, plop … The crisp sound of footsteps landing on the ground sounded.
In the eyes of the spectators, the competitors in the arena weren't mere monkeys. Instead, they were true heroes worthy of respect and admiration. It was exactly because of this that the champions of the arena had a chance to enter the legendary seventh level.
Xue Zhantian: "…"
He turned to look at the judges. The most powerful judge was a living being in the form of a vermilion bird with four wings spread out from its body, and crimson flames burned like silk around its body.
An Lin: "…"
An Lin shrugged. He was going to show them what true terror was tomorrow.
The woman wore a colorful dress with nine different colored ribbons dancing around her. She was as beautiful as a peach, and her eyebrows were slightly curved, while her eyes were especially bright and energetic.
Sitting on a bench and watching the battle, suddenly exclaiming "Aiyo!" and then breaking through to the next realm was not a rare thing here.
"This Dark Eagle King is a super powerful being of the Soul Formation Final Stage. I hope he doesn't come tomorrow. Otherwise, you're going to have a tough battle ahead of you, Brother An Lin!" The yellow cow spoke with furrowed brows.
The interior decorations were even more magnificent. Within the registration hall, there were statues of the ten Sun Tree War Gods, all of whom were dignified and regal.
"Dark Eagle King! Dark Eagle King! Dark Eagle King … "
"Waah … Waah …"
A series of cheers sent waves of emotions surging through his heart.
None of them were friendly, and even the weakest of them was a Spirit Nurturing Stage spirit beast.
Even An Lin shuddered upon hearing this voice, and he couldn't help but turn his gaze toward the door as a petite figure began to appear in his field of vision.
All of the surrounding living beings were standing near it, but they didn't feel any scorching sensation.
Bai Ying's ears were extremely sensitive, and she explained with a smile, "We're professionals in disguising our disdain toward you."
"A human?" An Lin's pupils contracted slightly.
"Mommy … Why is it the Vermilion Bird Princess? I'm not playing anymore, okay?" A huge bird sobbed with its wings folded in front of its head.
What was even more surprising to An Lin was that almost all of the contestants had been reduced to trash. All of them were either in despair or howling with anguish.
Right at this moment, a hearty roar resounded from afar. "Hahahaha … All of you trash, allow me, Grandpa Bear, who has won seven battles in a row, to let you know what a true expert is. Hahaha … Ga?"
"That's the main referee of the Vermilion Bird Tribe, the Heavenly Flame Vermilion Bird. It's a mighty figure at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Initial Stage," the yellow cow explained.
"Mommy! Why is she here? I'm not playing anymore! I'm forfeiting! Save me! "
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