Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5349 Fiend Blood Battlefield

This roulette was a magical artifact, which was covered in countless runes that began to flash when an assistant pavilion master activated it. After a moment, the flashing stopped, and an egg-sized sphere of light dropped into a stone case at the bottom of the roulette. The stone case was then handed to the assistant pavilion master.

Both the roulette and the stone case were protected by formations, preventing anyone from seeing inside. Long Chen could only see a sphere fall into the case. But he didn’t know exactly what that was.

The elder slowly reached into the stone case. Long Chen frowned and glanced at Feng Xinyue, who happened to meet his gaze at that moment.

“Long Chen, what’s wrong?” asked Tang Wan-er.

Seeing Feng Xinyue unbothered by it, Long Chen shook his head. “Nothing much. It’s just rather funny how they like cheating so much. How shameless... I can’t believe they wasted all their years living like a dog.”

His voice wasn’t loud, but it was clear enough for most of the experts present to hear. The assistant pavilion master's expression twitched in response.

As the elder reached into the stone case, his sleeve moved oddly, and Long Chen instantly noticed something strange. He quickly deduced that the elder was hiding another sphere in his sleeve, using his sleight of hand to switch the objects.

This kind of trick was something Long Chen had seen long ago in the Phoenix Cry Empire. Who would have thought the sscam would appear here, in the immortal world? It seemed that his experiences had truly opened his eyes to the ways of the world.

Both Long Chen and Feng Xinyue noticed the deceit, but since Feng Xinyue didn't say anything, Long Chen saw no point in exposing it.

The guilty elder pretended not to hear anything. He simply raised the sphere in his hand and announced, “It is the Fiend Blood Battlefield! The ranking competition will take place in the Fiend Blood Battlefield!”

After his announcement, the roulette and stone case were swiftly removed, and someone stepped forward to explain the rules.

The Fiend Blood Battlefield was a dangerous hive of the devil race, and it was located in the Endless Desolation. The race that resided there was known as the Fiend Wind Blood Devils, a rare devil species that possessed wind energy. Their vast territory was even larger than that of the Wind God Sea Pavilion, and it was often a target for the Wind God Sea Pavilion’s hunting and trials.

That was because every Fiend Wind Blood Devil had a special item in their head called a blood devil crystal, a condensation of their life essence. This crystal contained violent wind energy mixed with negative qi, making them dangerous and unusable in their raw state. However, once purified, their value soared to ten thousand times that of a wind spirit stone.

This immense value, along with their specialized use for wind element cultivators, made the Fiend Wind Blood Devils prtargets for the disciples of the Wind God Sea Pavilion. Hence, the disciples frequently ventured into Fiend Blood Battlefield to hunt the devils.

However, because the Fiend Wind Blood Devils’ domain was located in the Endless Desolation, the stronger experts would be suppressed by the laws of that land. As a result, only disciples below the Human Emperor realm could hunt there.

Furthermore, the territory was so remote that ordinary transportation formations couldn't reach it. To travel there, they had to rely on the Wind Dominion Pearl’s power.

This time, seventeen groups would be sent to the outskirts of the Fiend Blood Battlefield. Thanks to their frequent skirmishes with the devils, the Wind God Sea Pavilion knew this area was relatively safe.

The goal was to strike quickly, obtain their targets, and retreat before alerting the more terrifying beings deeper within. If they encountered danger, they could crush their transportation tablets, which would activate the Wind Dominion Pearl and return them to safety.

Unfortunately, not everyone could afford to use these transportation tablets. As they were crafted from rare wind-elemental immortal metal, they were extremely valuable. Most disciples wouldn’t use them unless they had no other option. Moreover, each use would require a lot of energy supply, so most experts would just travel on their own.

Only divine sons and daughters were provided with these tablets during trials. However, they cwith a mission—each group needed to collect at least one hundred thousand blood devil blue crystals to break even with the cost of transportation. These crystals were only found in high-level blood devils, and only one in ten Heaven Saint blood devils produced them. A hundred thousand crystals meant killing at least a million Heaven Saint blood devils.

This trial would be scored based on the number of crystals each group returned with. The group that ranked last would be eliminated. In the past, only sixteen groups competed, but this tthere were seventeen, meaning one group had to be eliminated before the real ranking competition began.

Once these rules were explained, Long Chen understood that this trial tested a group’s cohesive power. With him leading the Hidden Dragon Legion, he wasn’t afraid. The Hidden Dragon warriors were no longer the weak women they once were. They had transformed into true experts, and it was tto reap the rewards of their hard work.

Long Chen checked the other groups. In terms of talent and aptitude, those people truly did surpass the Hidden Dragon warriors. However, all of them were incredibly arrogant and prideful. They were clearly greenhouse flowers that had never fought real battles.

In a one-on-one fight, Long Chen was confident that none of these groups could rival the Hidden Dragon Legion. So, even though the elder had pulled a fast one, Long Chen wasn’t concerned. As he always believed, schemes were powerless in the face of absolute strength.

Feng Xinyue also didn’t say anything, which showed that those old fools could at most play slittle tricks. If they dared to go overboard, Feng Xinyue would go crazy on them.

Though Feng Xinyue and Tang Wan-er’s conversation seemed directed at Tang Wan-er, it was also intended for Long Chen. The underlying message was clear: he didn’t need to hold back. If Tang Wan-er were mistreated, it was up to him to take action.

That was a good thing. After all, Long Chen had long since found these people dislikable. With Feng Xinyue’s backing, holding back would be betraying his true nature.

After the rules were explained, the assistant pavilion master offered shalf-hearted words of encouragement before distributing the new tablets to everyone. These were life-saving tablets, so everyone carefully accepted them. Although they might not end up using them, not having one in a moment of need could spell disaster.

Once everyone had a tablet, Long Chen noticed the cold smiles from the other groups, so Long Chen smiled back at them, finding the mutual disdain amusing.

At that moment, the Wind Dominion Pearl at the top of the Wind God Sea Pavilion emitted a radiant light. Long Chen felt a powerful suction force envelop him and his group, and in an instant, they vanished.