Jun Changxiao was very strong, but he did not think that he could fight against thousands of Emperors alone. Thus, he could only escape and return to the safe zone when the time was up.
Whoosh!
With the combination of the Mechanical Armed Wings and the ability to fly, he was very fast. In just a short while, he had left all the powerhouses behind him in the dust.
Jun Changxiao was quite confident in escaping. Unless Wu Sheng used space travel, no one would be able to catch up to him.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, he realized that his arms and body were emitting a red glow that extended into the sky. He was puzzled. "What the hell is this!"
"Martial artists from the Falling Star Continent have killed nineteen Yellow-level experts and one Mystic-level expert. They have gone berserk from killing. A Class 3 arrest warrant has been issued, and the reward is 500 merit points." A heavy voice came from the sky.
"A Level 3 Bounty Order?"
"This is a big fat sheep!"
All the powerhouses scattered across the battlefield heard the voice, and their eyes lit up.
Apart from taking the first blood of a martial artist and killing a powerhouse stronger than oneself, everyone else would be rewarded with 10 merit points and 500 merit points. This was definitely a fatal temptation!
"Red light!"
All the martial artists within a hundred miles of Jun Changxiao saw the red light and immediately rushed over like hungry wolves.
"Dear participant."
The feminine System said, "You are now a Level 3 Bounty Order. The red light you emit will expose your location at all times. Please be sure to hide well. Muacks."
"…"
Jun Changxiao's expression collapsed.
At this moment, the red light was still rising. Anyone within two to three hundred miles would definitely be able to see it clearly!
"Only 20 people!"
Jun Changxiao roared. "I became a Bounty Order just because I'm in a killing frenzy!?"
The System gloated. "Host, you pinched the wrong time."
It definitely pinched the wrong time!
If he knew that killing people would make him a Bounty Order and expose his location, Jun Changxiao would definitely not hide in the stronghold for two hours. He would quickly go out and kill, then retreat back.
If there was no other way, he would use the teleportation gate to return to the Sect of All Times.
But now, he could not go back even if he wanted to!
The System continued to gloat. "Easy Mode was forcefully turned into Hell Mode by the host, hahaha!"
"It's fine, it's fine."
Jun Changxiao calmed down and said, "I have the Mechanical Armament Wings, and it's powered by two cores. My speed is even faster. Escaping for an hour is not a problem."
"Hu!"
"Hu!"
At this moment, he released his spiritual senses and captured countless experts chasing after him from three other directions. Therefore, he could only escape as fast as he could!
The System said sarcastically, "This place is indeed very exciting. It's very suitable for the host … to escape!"
"…"
Jun Chang Xiao didn't pay any attention to him and focused on escaping.
"Chase!"
"Don't let him escape!"
"500 merit points, I must get it!"
Tens of thousands of martial artists from all four directions chased after him with burning eyes. They couldn't wait to chop this third-grade fugitive into pieces and earn merit points!
"Why aren't they fighting? Why are they chasing after me?" Jun Changxiao roared in his heart.
The planar battlefield was supposed to be a place where all the major planes would fight and kill each other. But now, they were collectively targeting him. Who the hell had he offended?
"Dear participant, because your life is worth 500 merit points, 50 times more than 10 merit points," the female voice said.
"…"
Jun Changxiao ran at full speed and entered into a frenzied escape mode.
At this moment, his blood was no longer boiling. There was only one thought in his mind — I want to go home. I want to go back to the Sect of All Times!
…
Falling Star Continent.
A few Martial Saints, including City Lord Han, who rarely appeared, landed on the ancient altar. They all frowned, looking as if they had a lot on their minds.
"High Priest."
One of the experts was silent for a while and said, "Can't we reject it?"
"Sigh."
The white-robed elder shook his head and said, "The will of the upper realm can only be obeyed."
"The planar battlefield has always been participated in by the higher-level planes. The overall strength of our Falling Star Continent is relatively weak. Going in is no different from suicide," one of the Wu Sheng said with a frown.
These experts, who were second only to the Martial Emperor, had some understanding of the planar battlefield. That was why they were frowning.
The High Priest sighed and said, "Even if it's suicide, we have to send 2,000 Wu Huang in. Only by expanding the territory of our Falling Star Continent to a certain extent will we have the right to leave."
"Expand the territory?"
City Lord Han smiled bitterly and said, "In my opinion, we won't be able to expand the territory. We'll be wiped out."
"Sigh."
Several Wu Sheng sighed.
The Falling Star Continent was just one of the most inconspicuous planes in the universe. There were countless higher-level planes. Participating in the planar battlefield five years later was equivalent to sending Wu Huang to their deaths.
If they only sent a few dozen people, it would not be a problem. However, they had to send 2,000 people. If all of them died, it would be a heavy blow to the already declining continent!
"Everyone."
The High Priest said, "Five years later, you should also go to the planar battlefield. Perhaps you can use your strength to expand the territory and reduce the losses to the minimum."
"That's the only way."
Several Wu Sheng's eyes were filled with determination.
They were strong, but they also knew that the experts from the higher-level planes were stronger than them. Since they were appointed by the upper realm, they could only bite the bullet and participate.
…
"Planar battlefield?"
In the Heavenly Mandate Imperial City, Mu Changhong frowned.
Yi Tianxing, who was sitting at the head of the table, said, "I heard that this is a battlefield created by the upper realm to solve the problem of overcrowding. Once you enter, you must kill and expand the territory."
Situ Haoyun shook his head and said, "The planar battlefield is a place more terrifying than hell. Sending people from the Falling Star Continent is equivalent to sending them to their deaths."
"Yes."
Yi Tianxing said, "The great war of the ancient emperors caused the world to fall apart. Our vitality was greatly damaged. If we go to the planar battlefield, our core strength will be severely damaged. Our overall strength will only decline further."
Mu Changhong realized the seriousness of the matter.
He picked up the letter on the table and said resolutely, "For the continent, we have to go."
The altar not only had to send 2,000 Wu Huang, but also Half-Saints and Wu Sheng. Even if they were weak, they could not give up. They had to fight for a glimmer of hope!
They were obviously sending themselves to their deaths.
Why did they have to send so many experts?
Because according to the rules of the planar battlefield, if one side was passive or only sent Wu Huang, they would be punished.
To put it bluntly.
Going to the Planar Battlefield from a designated plane was the same as going to their deaths, risking their lives!
Of course, if they managed to survive the stipulated time or expand their territory to a large extent, they would also be rewarded handsomely.
As far as the experts of the Falling Star Continent were concerned, they did not expect to be rewarded. They only hoped to survive the cruel battlefield and minimize their losses. Then they would be thankful.
…
While the top experts of the Falling Star Continent were worried.
Jun Changxiao, who had sneaked into the planar battlefield through the portal, was running wildly with his mouth open and his tongue hanging out.
Forcing him to this extent …
Yes, there were thousands of experts chasing after him!
Just think about it. A dense mass of Emperors and even Half-Step Saints were chasing after him. How shocking would that scene be?
Gou Sheng was able to achieve what he had today, thanks to the heavens and the earth.
The System was still gloating. "Hurry up and burn your chakra, burn your little universe, and burn your Haoshoku!"
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