War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

From the time the Tai Yi Sect’s disciples surrounded Duan Ling Tian until the time they died, not even ten breaths had passed.

The group from the Tai Yi Sect thought they had struck the jackpot when they encountered Duan Ling Tian. Alas, only death waited for them. They thought they would be able to kill Duan Ling Tian as long as they could stop him from escaping using the Teleportation Profundity. In their minds, they would definitely obtain the 200,000 contribution points. Naturally, due to the restriction on the King Battlefield, not only were they unaware that the reward had been raised to 300,000 contribution points, but they were also unaware Duan Ling Tian was now an advanced King of Gods.

When they realized Duan Ling Tian was stronger than what they had heard, they were horrified. At the moment before their deaths, they thought Duan Ling Tian was like the devil itself. All they wanted to do was escape. Alas, none of them managed to escape.

‘Not bad. Although there isn’t anything I want, there are quite a lot of divine rocks and divine crystals…’ Duan Ling Tian thought to himself after he went through the spatial rings and collected the prominent divine artifacts on the ground.

‘The most important things are their tokens…’

Duan Ling Tian waved his hand, collecting his fallen opponents’ identity tokens that would be converted into war points. Since there were many things he needed in Peace City, these tokens were naturally very important to him.

‘Let’s go. I hope the next group I encounter will be stronger. Otherwise, my cultivation won’t improve at all if all my opponents are weak,’ Duan Ling Tian thought to himself as he shook his head. The reason he had been able to easily kill everyone in such a short time was mainly due to the fact that his opponents were weak and he had gone all out. Since no one would be the wiser, he no longer bothered to hold back. The only person who could have taken a peek of the King Battlefield was a supreme powerhouse. He did not care if a supreme powerhouse discovered his real strength. After all, supreme powerhouses would not be impressed by him now.

‘Those people must have entered the King Battlefield and didn’t hear about my current cultivation base. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been so bold. It’s likely that the next group that I encounter will be stronger.’

The King Battlefield was not like the Divine Sanctuary. It was a projection from a Formation compass left behind by a supreme powerhouse so it did not contain any treasure. It was only a venue for Kings of Gods to kill. In this place, the rule was to kill or be killed. Usually, those who entered the battlefield were either forced or had come in to raise their strength. No one would casually enter the battlefield if they had a choice.

Places like the battlefield were not usually popular. Most of the forces existed in a sort of forced harmony. For example, members of ordinary forces would not usually dare to provoke those from emperor-rank forces like the Flying Dragon Sect and the Tai Yi Sect. Similarly, those from emperor-rank forces like the Flying Dragon Sect and the Tai Yi Sect did not dare to recklessly provoke those from top emperor-rank forces that had Emperors of Gods. For these reasons, conflicts seldom arose between the forces.

The strong were shaped by trials and tribulations. The Flying Dragon Sect and the Tai Yi Sect had talented members, but none of them became Emperors of Gods mostly because they had grown complacent with their lives. For this reason, the Imperial War was a means to forcefully produce Emperors of Gods. Everyone in the forces involved had to participate in the Imperial War. Even ordinary gods who did not have to participate in the war could not be complacent. After all, they were expected to break through and become a King of Gods within a certain time and participate in the war since the Imperial War could last up to 1,000 years. The ordinary gods would be expelled if they failed to become Kings of Gods within a few decades.

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At this moment, there was still a large crowd at the entrance to the King Battlefield in Tai Yi City.

Apart from Kings of Gods, there were also elders of the sect guarding the entrance to protect the disciples from members of the Flying Dragon Sect. This was because there were many instances where the fight from the King Battlefield would move outside of the battlefield. It could be because one party was chasing after the other party and ended up leaving the battlefield.

At this moment, cracking noises rang in the air.

Everyone’s expressions changed immediately.

Before entering the King Battleground, the Kings of Gods would carve their names on their Soul Pearls and leave them on a designated wooden rack with their names according to their groups.

At this moment, 20 Soul Pearls on the wooden rack had shattered.

“Kun’er!” An elder rushed to the wooden rack and looked at a shattered Soul Pearl with a horrified expression on his face. The name ‘Yuan Kun’ had been carved on the Soul Pearl. His body trembled as his Divine Energy swept out into the surroundings, pressuring the disciples in the surroundings.

“They’re all dead?!”

“Yuan Kun died? He’s Elder Zhang Yu Hui’s youngest direct disciple. Elder Zhang Hui doted on him the most!”

“How unfortunate! Who knew Elder Zhang Yu Hui would be on duty when Yuan Kun’s Soul Pearl shattered?”

“20 Kings of Gods died at almost the same time? Did they encounter an even bigger group of Flying Dragon Sect’s disciples?”

“Don’t tell me they encounter Duan Ling Tian! I remember that group entered the King Battlefield before we heard that Duan Ling Tian is now advanced King of Gods.”

“Although Duan Ling Tian was an advanced King of Gods, it’s impossible for him to kill Yuan Kun and the others so easily and in such a short time.”

“Maybe Duan Ling Tian isn’t alone?”

“No. Based on the information sent by our spies, Duan Ling Tian entered the King Battlefield alone. However, there’s a possibility that when Duan Ling Tian fought with the others, a group of Flying Dragon Sect’s disciples nearby came over to help him.”

As the crowd speculated among themselves, another elder walked over to comfort the grief-stricken Elder Zhang Hui. “Elder Zhang, I’m sorry for your loss. You can avenge your disciple’s death by killing the Lords of Gods on the Lord Battlefield.”

When Zhang Yu Hui regained his senses, he said hoarsely, “Don’t worry, I’m fine. We know our lives are not guaranteed during the Imperial War. My disciple died because he was unlucky and weak.”

Despite his words, Zhang Yu Hui’s eyes burned with the flames of vengeance.