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Chapter 881: Chapter 470: Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, Dark Blood Race!

Night Watch Department Branch.

In a spacious conference room.

Dozens of core members of the intelligence department gathered together for a regular meeting.

Sikong Xi sat at the head position, listening carefully to the reports from her subordinates.

She was decisive and stern, her entire presence like an ice-cold goddess emitting an aura of aloofness.

But suddenly.

A loud ’bang’.

She slammed the table and stood up abruptly, her previously expressionless delicate face was full of shock and astonishment.

"Lu Yuan has become an Ancient Emperor?"

Sikong Xi gasped in astonishment, disregarding the strange looks from all her subordinates.

What does it mean to be an Ancient Emperor?

It’s the kind of existence that can reign supreme and make all kings bow down!

Don’t look down on the Sikong Family having two True Kings, even the Great Yan Royal Family has to give them some respect.

But in front of an existence like an Ancient Emperor, the Sikong Family is nothing.

But now, according to the information revealed by Lu Yuan.

He not only successfully stepped into the Emperor Realm but also intends to start a dimension war?

"The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms is extremely dangerous, many newly ascended Emperors avoid it, only Peak Emperors dare to participate."

"Doesn’t this mean that Lu Yuan has not only become an Ancient Emperor but already possesses peak battle power."

"And thus wants to gain more power of faith through the dimension war?"

Sikong Xi’s mind spun rapidly, instantly associating with many matters.

"In the entire Main World, there has never been such a young Peak Emperor, how on earth did he cultivate?"

The more she thought, the more shocked she felt, her exquisite face couldn’t help but show a wry smile.

For a King-Sealing Giant, a hundred years is but a blink of an eye.

An ordinary King-Sealing Giant casually enters retreat, for more than such a short time.

But Lu Yuan became a Peak Emperor in such a short time, if this was spread, few would dare to believe.

Thinking of this.

She dared not delay further, took a deep breath to calm her violently fluctuating emotions.

Then used her authority to gather as much information as possible for Lu Yuan.

Once she confirmed everything repeatedly, she then sent it over.

It didn’t take long.

Lu Yuan received a pile of materials.

He opened the materials, browsed carefully, and gained further understanding of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms.

As everyone knows.

The Dark Origin is extremely bizarre, it can almost corrupt anything, even the Heavenly Dao Will can barely withstand its invasion.

But the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms is an extremely unique and mysterious place.

Its origins are secretive, guarded by supreme laws, not only can it connect myriad planes but also significantly weaken the Dark Origin’s corrosion to all beings.

The Dark Alien Race here will lose the characteristics of immortality, once killed, will fall forever.

Therefore.

The Will of the Heavens exhausted countless resources, joining forces to transform this place into the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms to resist the invasion of the Dark Alien Race.

Yet the dimension war is extremely brutal, only Peak Emperors or Tier Nine Immortals of this caliber can participate.

"The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms can communicate with countless planes, Peak Emperors usually use it as a springboard to open dimension channels and fight against other Dark Worlds."

"However, once a dimension channel is opened, it cannot be closed one-way, you must be extremely cautious."

Sikong Xi kindly reminded.

"Thank you, I will be careful."

Lu Yuan nodded, having memorized all the information firmly in his mind.

After chatting casually with Sikong Xi for a couple of sentences, he closed the chat interface and began preparing.

According to the information he obtained.

To start a dimension war, in addition to possessing Ancient Emperor cultivation, it requires the approval of the Will of the Heavens.

After all, this is not a trifling matter.

If the lower planes were overrun by the Dark Alien Race, not only would the Ancient Emperor himself be in mortal danger, but even the Will of the Heavens would be implicated.

"First enhance the power of the Barbaric World as much as possible, wait for them to be ready before starting the dimension war."

Lu Yuan mused to himself.

Over the next ten years, besides being stationed in Wuyou City.

He integrated the cultivation systems of the Barbaric World and several subsidiary world planes, promoting the True Spirit Cultivation Method on all planes.

Only in this way.

Can cultivation efficiency be maximized, as much as possible cultivating more talents and powerful figures.

Besides that.

With the blessing of seven Divine-level Traits.

The development speed of all subsidiary world planes also advanced rapidly, changing almost daily, countless powerful figures appeared every year.

In the first year.

With several subsidiary worlds smoothly merging, a large amount of resources flowed continuously from other subsidiary planes to the Barbaric World.

Moreover, the geniuses and powerful figures from other low-level planes could ascend to the Barbaric World through the Gate of Ten Thousand Realms, bringing more fresh blood to this world.

As a result, in just one year, the Barbaric World had ten individuals break through in power, successfully stepping into Tier Seven King-Sealing Giant realm.

In the fifth year.

The Barbaric World, everyone became soldiers.

The number of King-Sealing Giants surpassed fifty, ushering in an unprecedented glorious era.

In the tenth year.

The Barbaric World was extremely prosperous, possessing over a hundred King-Sealing Giants, its power has reached the limit of a Seven-Star Plane.

"Ten years of honing a sword, now it’s time to see the results."

In Lu Yuan’s eyes was a glimmer of excitement and anticipation as he contacted the Will of the Heavens, preparing to initiate the dimension war.

[Warning: Once you join the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, your fiefdom and all subordinate worlds might become targets for the Dark Alien Race’s attack!]