On the metal battle platform, there were three stairs extending out.
One extended to the Heaven Destroyer, one extended to the Heavenly Palace, and the last one extended to the Quasi-saint Tribe.
This made many people from the Heavenly Palace very unhappy. What did the battle platform mean? Did it mean that the Quasi-saint Tribe and the Heavenly Palace were on equal footing?
"Begin. Only those who ascend the stairs are qualified to participate in the battle!"
Another sentence appeared on the bronze chest, and then there was no more sound.
"I'll go first!"
An expert from the Heavenly Palace stepped forward and stepped on the stairs.
This was an expert from the Blood Clan, one of the top ten races. His whole body was covered in bloody light, and two blood-red wings extended from his back. His eyes were frightening.
However, before he could take two steps, he seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. His body retreated rapidly and was blasted off the battle platform.
"Can't go up?"
Everyone was shocked.
"It seems that only those who have reached a certain level of strength can step on the battle platform. Not everyone is qualified to fight."
Someone said.
"It seems that's true. I wonder how strong you have to be to be able to go up. Let me try!"
Another person from the Heavenly Palace stepped forward and stepped on the stairs. However, his situation was not much better than the previous Blood Clan member. He was blasted off the battle platform after a few steps.
Then, a few more people from the Heavenly Palace tried, but none of them could step on the battle platform.
In the end, six people tried in a row, but all of them failed. When it was the seventh person, a ten-winged angel from the Angel Clan successfully stepped on the battle platform.
"Roy is glaring at him!"
"It seems that only the top geniuses can step on the battle platform."
The people from the Heavenly Palace discussed animatedly.
This middle-aged Roy was originally a ninth-level God Lord, a ten-winged angel. In the Angel Race, this level of talent was already at the apex.
"Who will fight with me?"
Roy stood on the battle platform and looked down at the people from the Heaven Destroyer.
Needless to say, the people from the Heavenly Palace naturally would not go up to fight with him.
His only opponent was the Heaven Destroyer.
"I'll take you on!"
On the Heaven Destroyer's side, a figure stepped forward and landed on the stairs. Step by step, he walked up and finally stepped onto the platform.
After seeing how six people from the Heavenly Palace had been defeated in a row, those on the Heaven Destroyer who weren't strong enough naturally wouldn't go forward. Even if they did, they would be blasted down.
Therefore, those who took action were all people with top-notch talent.
That man's name was Hao Ji. He was a descendant of a Primitive God Spirit. He had a thick Primitive God Spirit Blood-Pulse. Although he was not a pure-blooded Primitive God Spirit, his battle power was still very strong.
Boom!
Without any superfluous words, Haugi and Roy clashed.
Both of their cultivations were suppressed to the first level of the Divine Lord Realm, so there was not much difference in their combat power. The two exchanged more than two hundred moves, and in the end, Hao Ji came out on top, sending Roy flying out of the stage with a single move.
Heaven Destroyer won the first battle.
"I'll deal with him."
Just as Roy was defeated, another figure rushed out from the Heavenly Palace and stepped onto the stairs.
The stairs did not obstruct him at all, and he stepped onto the stage in a few steps.
This person was also an angel, and his entire body was covered in dense holy light.
Whoosh!
Twelve wings extended from his back.
Hao Ji's expression changed drastically. This person was actually a twelve-winged angel.
A twelve-winged angel was practically the apex of the angel race's talent.
Lu Ming's old opponent, Gabbert, was also a twelve-winged angel. However, Gabbert had a fortuitous encounter in Taishang Immortal City and evolved his Angel King Bloodline.
However, he had been crippled by Lu Ming in Taishang Immortal City.
"Hao Ji, don't force yourself if you can't win. Rush out of the stage and admit defeat!"
Someone on the Heaven Destroyer's side shouted.
"I'll exhaust a portion of his strength before retreating!"
Hao Ji transmitted back.
He was unwilling to admit defeat without even fighting. He had to exhaust a portion of his opponent's strength before admitting defeat. At the very least, he could build a foundation for the people who would fight later.
Heaven Destroyer's side had fewer people to begin with. If they did not fight with all their strength, they would have no chance.
"Kill!"
The twelve-winged angel directly attacked. His twelve wings flashed, and his body charged toward Hao Ji like a bolt of white lightning. His angelic sword turned into twelve sword lights and slashed at Hao Ji.
Hao Ji's expression changed, and he tried his best to resist.
However, he had already exhausted a lot of his divine power in the previous battle. Now that the two's attacks collided, he was immediately pushed back.
The twelve-winged angel would not miss this opportunity. He flapped his wings, and angel feathers appeared. Each angel feather was an extremely sharp sword. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Hundreds of swords flew toward Hao Ji.
Hao Ji could not dodge at all. His body was pierced by dozens of sword lights and turned into a sieve. With a plop, he fell on the stage, no longer showing any signs of life.
"Hao Ji …"
"Damn it!"
Many people on the Heaven Destroyer roared. A powerful God Lord had fallen just like that. It was a huge loss for the Heaven Destroyer.
"I'll go kill him!"
"Leave this birdman to me. I'll tear him apart."
Many people roared, wanting to kill their way to the stage.
"All of you, remember this. If you don't have the confidence to escape, don't force it. Just rush out of the stage and admit defeat."
At this moment, 'Lion' spoke, his eyes bloodshot.
He had a good relationship with Hao Ji.
"That's right. We Heaven Destroyer have very few people to begin with. If one of us dies, we won't be able to get the body of another God Lord. How are we going to resist the Heavenly Palace?"
Another peak-level Divine Master spoke.
Everyone nodded.
Indeed, Haoji was too stubborn just now. He had already consumed a lot of his divine power in the battle with Roy, and he did not have much divine power left. His opponent was a twelve-winged angel, and the difference was too great, so he was killed in one go.
If he had rushed out of the stage from the beginning, he might have been able to save his life.
"Leave this guy to me!"
A middle-aged man in golden armor stepped out from the Sky-exterminating Troop. He walked towards the fighting ring and got onto it easily.
Then, he waved his hand and put Hao Ji's body into his storage ring.
"Dragon? Hehe, I haven't eaten dragon meat in a long time. I'll kill you and bring your body back for a good taste."
The twelve-winged angel sneered, revealing a cold fighting spirit.
"You'll be the one to die. Roar!"
Shouted the burly man in golden armor. His dragon roared and his body started to change. In the end, a golden dragon appeared on the fighting stage.
"That's … a Nine-clawed Dragon!"
Lu Ming's eyes widened in surprise.
Back then, he had met the Dragon Princess and several other Nine-clawed Dragons on the Dragon Mother Planet.
He had thought that they were the only Nine-clawed Dragons left in the universe.
He did not expect that there would be a God Lord Nine-clawed Dragon in the Heaven Destroyer.
When the Dragon Race was wiped out, there were still many powerful dragons scattered around and escaped.
The one in front of him was probably one of them.
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