Blood like ruby flowed out from his palm. The blood did not fall, but instead floated and flew into the air.
After seeing this, countless demon clansmen silently lowered their heads and cut their wrists open.
Thin lines of blood flew high into the sky.
This blood gathered together, broke through the blockade of space, came to the arena, and merged with Kunpeng's blood.
"The Fire of Ten Thousand Demons - Refining!"
Kunpeng formed a series of hand techniques on his hands, and black flames rose up, wrapping the blood and starting to refine it bit by bit.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The black flame also began to change little by little, and finally turned into an almost transparent white.
In the flames, a ball of blood exuding colorful luster condensed and took shape.
Kunpeng stretched out his hand, collected the blood, and then threw Jiang Wenming into the blood in full view of everyone.
After doing all this, he will take Jiang Wenming's body and leave.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
Five emperors appeared outside the ring at the same time, blocking his way.
"Step aside!"
Kunpeng looked at the five people expressionlessly, his tone full of coldness.
"Fellow Taoist, if you want to leave, we will never stop you, but you cannot take away the Chosen One."
Emperor Ziwei spoke first.
"He is the heir to the Demon King of our clan. If I don't take him away, will I leave him to you?"
When Kunpeng said this, he could not help but reveal a hint of murderous intent.
He didn't have the slightest fondness for this group of gods occupying the magpie's nest. If it hadn't been for the sage's warning not to fight among themselves privately, he would have taken action with his temper.
"He is the person chosen by the saints. The saints have said that no one is allowed to interfere. Fellow Taoist has crossed the line!"
Emperor Ziwei refused to give in.
"Saint? That is your saint, not the saint of my demon clan. I only recognize the demon emperor!"
Kunpeng sneered.
Holy man, ha!
When their demon tribe was almost exterminated, why didn't any saint come forward?
He could clearly remember the humble moment when their demon emperor Jun begged him to help save Donghuang Taiyi in Nuwa Palace.
A generation of demon emperors never bowed their heads even when faced with the strongest men of the entire era.
But he knelt before the saint in Nuwa Palace for a whole day, begging her to save his brother.
But the result is that the demon clan has run out of energy!
From that moment on, there are no more saints in their demon clan!
They no longer place their hopes on others, they only rely on themselves!
If it were the two Demon Emperors who were sanctified in the first place, all history would have been rewritten.
Unfortunately not!
Donghuang Taiyi fought until he died of exhaustion. Dijun wanted to resurrect him, but fell into madness and had no intention of leading the demon clan, and finally died at the hands of the God of War Xingtian.
The demon clan declined and became the abandoned son of heaven, and was replaced by the new heaven.
The Wu clan also suffered heavy losses due to that war. Ten of the twelve ancestral witches died in the battle. Gonggong was expelled to suppress the Eye of the North Sea. Hou Tu transformed into the Six Paths and saved the lives of those who died in the battle.
The human race raised by the demon clan took advantage of the situation to rise and defeated the rest of the Wu clan headed by Chi You, becoming the darling of the new era in the world.
After the demon clan lost its leader, it became divided. The big demon kings refused to obey anyone, and finally they all split off to fight on their own.
Disheartened, Kunpeng took the fragments of the East Emperor Bell and the remaining luck of the demon clan and returned to Beihai to practice in seclusion.
It wasn't until Di Jun was resurrected by the group of saints that he felt the increase in the demon clan's luck, and then he woke up from seclusion.
Emperor Jun found him that day and took away some of the East Emperor Bell fragments, leaving only one. He told him that if one day the East Emperor Bell fragments reacted, he would be born and become his protector. .
After that, he never saw Di Jun again. Later, he found out from others that those people had all gone to a place called Outer Territory.
Just like that, I don’t know how long it took...
People who had gone outside the territory came back, but it was different from when they went there. These people who came back were all in a miserable state, and some even had only a trace of their souls left.
When these people came back, they brought back a ring.
It’s called: Mythical Arena!
In the Mythical Arena, information about all creatures in the entire world is recorded, including those who have disappeared.
Every year, countless race warriors take to the ring, and the winners can receive ring rewards.
These rewards may be luck, skills, divinity, or divine power!
This is a product that combines the knowledge and experience of all races in the world. As long as you participate and win, you can gain endless benefits.
The stronger the opponent, the more benefits you will gain after defeating it.
And the winner will receive the protection of the saints. No one is allowed to attack them privately, and all problems must be resolved in the ring.
Countless weak ethnic groups flocked to it because this was their chance to change their fate.
Once you win, you can lead the clan to glory. It is no exaggeration to say that Dragon Gate can reach the sky in one step.
The fighting became more intense.
Casualties gradually begin to appear. Those strong men who die will be absorbed into the arena, and the rewards for the winners become more and more generous.
Because of the death, the hatred between the various races became stronger and stronger, and finally became unrelenting.
I don’t know when it started. Some familiar ethnic groups disappeared, but the surviving ethnic groups became stronger and stronger.
They successfully changed their fate against the will of heaven and became the strong men they imagined.
But the story does not end here. An external expedition begins. Only then do they realize that outside this world, they are actually fighting all the time.
These people are just the reserve army that the Saints quickly cultivated by raising Gu.
All the saints are on the battlefield outside the territory. They are guarding one side and cannot escape.
Because those who are too weak will die, so we can only use this method to absorb nutrients from other ethnic groups to make the strong stronger.
Their goal was achieved!
At the beginning, many powerful ethnic groups did appear, and they also went outside the territory as agreed.
The battle lasted for an unknown length of time. Countless strong men fell and countless powerful ethnic groups withered.
Some even have no chance of reincarnation.
Some people started to shrink back, they didn't want to die, they didn't want to die in this hopeless war.
The morale of the army began to waver, and one after another some people became deserters.
They hide in various small worlds, no longer come out of the world, and no longer participate in battles.
Because there were so many people, not even a saint could forcefully order them.
There was no way, after many discussions, those saints joined forces to create the Gate of Creation.
All creatures participating in the battle will leave their mark in the Gate of Creation, just like a save point.
Even if he does die, he will be reawakened with the help of others.
In this way, morale was boosted again, countless race experts no longer had worries, and the battle went smoothly.
They fought all the way and drove out those extraterrestrial evil spirits from the world.
In this process of driving away, five heavenly gates were left behind, each with five coordinates.
These coordinates are called the 'Key to Creation'!
