Chapter 587 - The Stunning Saber Ray (1/2)

"Master Zhong, are we really going to enter the Divine Battlefield?" Shi Buyi's face turned pallid, he rolled his eyes and whispered softly, "The godly spirits have went for the Divine Battlefield, if we leave through another route, they won't be able to stop us!"

But Zhong Yue strode forward with a smile, "Come, Shi Buyi. You need a life threatening battle to cultivate the Pure Yang Yuan Shen, this is a golden opportunity for you! You are just a half step away from deityhood, how can you be defeated by your own fear?"

Shi Buyi had no choice but to follow, "I'm not, but this is no different than challenging the whole of West Barren, challenging their prowess! You are still not a god, just a demigod at the most, your prowess isn't even on par with your first headmaster of Swords Gate. Is there really a need to act so rashly?"

"West Barren? What's the big deal in challenging them?" Zhong Yue sneered coldly, "I can run, but the Great Wilderness can't. I'd rather fight my way out of the West Barren, no matter what it takes! Stepping back and conceding defeat will never earn you any respect! It can only be earned from the battles, from the blood of your enemies!"

As the one standing beside him, Shi Buyi could feel the sky-piercing aura that burst out from the young man's body. His body was repleted with an indomitable will and a desire to kill, he felt like a sheathed saber waiting to be released, to kill!

Once unsheathed, the saber wouldn't stop until its hunger for victory was quenched; it would slaughter whatever that stands in its way, even the gods!

Even Shi Buyi was stunned by his domineering disposition!

This brat is too overbearing, but still too young, he doesn't know how to hide his emotions well. Shi Buyi thought and lamented, But even a heavily sedate cultivator like me has been suppressed by this brat as his ride. How cruel, how unfortunate…

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Divine Battlefield.

The place where the first Swords Gate headmaster has walked on before. He lead the humans and brought them out of West Barren, paved the floor with the bloods of the West Barren gods and his own!

Many gods died in the battle, their bodies rotted into bones, and some of the godly skills were still remaining after so many years.

But even more humans died in this place. No one were born a slave, no one ever wanted to be taken as food; thus, if the human race doesn't want to be enslaved and eaten, the only way was to revolt!

Ten thousand years ago, Swords Gate's first headmaster lead the human race and revolted out from the West Barren; ten thousand years later, Zhong Yue has stepped on this path again, fighting for the future of humanity!

This time, he want to show to world the true strength of the human race, he want them to feel, and to fear the humans!

The Divine Battlefield was now drastically different than the last time he was here. Back when he was here, the whole Divine Battlefield was filled with undispersed godly auras and skills; fragments of the divine weapons scattered all around, and there were many secret realms of the godly spirits floating all across.

But now, the Divine Battlefield took a one-eighty turn—it now appeared to be incredibly solemn and saintly. Nearly all of the West Barren celestial races were here, the priests have built altars around and formed many array formations.

Each celestial race has their own unique altar; some were a hexagonal paragon with thirteen floors, some was a tall palace with a godly spirit enshrined in it, some was a huge shrine where a divine weapon was worshipped.

All of these altars have either enshrined and worshipped a godly spirit or divine weapon!

And now, these godly spirits and divine weapons were awakened, suffusing the Divine Battlefield with their godly auras, even the godly skills leftover in this place were suppressed away!

Zhong Yue and Shi Buyi reached to the edge of the Divine Battlefield, they looked over and were both dead silent.

How many gods were there in West Barren? There were many, but only four were left now, including Wei Xue God.

But, if one was to ask, how many godly spirits were there in West Barren? Probably not even the most knowledgeable man has an answer for this.

There were too many celestial races in the West Barren; even though some of the races have only less than ten clansmen left, they might still have a godly spirit by their side. After all, every celestial race had a period of glory days of their own.

Even more, some of the celestial races might have more than one godly spirit. It was way too many for one to ever calculate and come out with a statistical data of how many godly spirits were there in West Barren.

Zhong Yue looked afar, all that came in sight was the immense auras of the godly spirits and divine weapons, one after another, paving across a land of a few tens of thousand miles, all the way up to the Lian Yun Mountain Ridge.

No matter how would the battle ends today, some lives would die, and blood would be spewed all across!

"Zhong Shan Clan member, leave Wei Xue God behind, and concede to your defeat. Show your respect and good will to us, and in turn, we will show you ours."

In front of an altar, Gui Shen high priest said in a rumbling voice, "Consider it, young one. However, if you still do intend to act rashly; then, we the West Barren celestial races will not hesitate to show you what we truly are!"

As he said, the Imminent Deity magnate glared a pair of sharp eyes at Zhong Yue.