<h4>Chapter 767 - Battle Begins</h4>


    Countless formations buzzed to life in the central za, and crystal walls rose as an enormous arena, resembling a honeb of small kingdoms, took shape.


    Each “kingdom” served as an arena, allowing countless geniuses to battle simultaneously.


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    With tens of thousands participating in the True Martial Assembly, a one-by-one approach would have stretched on for months or even years. This setup allowed for multiple fights at once, with winners advancing and losers eliminated or dead.


    Many Legendary realm peak experts announced in unison.


    “The True Martial Assembly begins now!”


    The beat of the war drums stopped abruptly.


    In an instant, lights shed from the countless thrones that were like sand in a desert in the central za.


    Upon receiving information about their fight and opponent, many disciples stood up immediately, rushing into the arena.


    On the Peerless Peak’s side, the sixth disciple, Zhu Yue, and the fifth disciple, Zhuge Mingyue, received their assignments and rose to enter the arena. Chen Fan and other top contenders, however, remained seated; they hadn’t yet been called.


    This was expected, as the Assembly began with the lower-leveled disciples. Chen Fan and others of simr standing would only be summoned after a few rounds.


    It wasn’t that Chen Fan or Jian Qi’s cultivation levels surpassed Zhu Yue or Zhuge Mingyue; rather, they had recently entered the Manifestation realm. Therefore, they weren’t the strongest in their realm.


    However, Chen Fan and Jian Qi were certain that they wouldn’t be eliminated in the first round.


    After all, Zhu Yue and Zhuge Mingyue were also Peerless Peak freaks.


    Even though their cultivation levels were only in the first or second-level Manifestation realm, they could fight against experts at the fourth or fifth levels.


    Those who did not receive information, like Chen Fan, opened their divine eyes and scanned the spatial arena.


    They immediately saw that many disciples had indeed entered the honeb-like arena. Two people were in each isted pocket of space.


    Battles erupted everywhere.


    Chen Fan and the others saw Zhu Yue and Zhuge Mingyue enter different spatial arenas. Their opponents were also only at the first level, so their fights ended quickly.


    When the two returned to their seats, Di Chen said, “Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, you guys pay attention. The rules for this assembly are different—killing is allowed. If you face an opponent with a much higher cultivation level, surrender immediately. I suspect halls like the Law Enforcement Hall and Heavenly Bastion Peak will use this as a chance to target you.”


    Yan Weiyi, Zhuge Mingyue, and Zhu Yue nodded, choosing caution over bravado.


    Although they could handle opponents two or three levels above them, anyone at the fifth or sixth-level Manifestation realm would pose a deadly risk.


    “Second Senior Brother, the rewards this time seem much grander than usual, and the rules have changed in many ways. Why is that?” Yan Weiyi asked.


    Di Chen’s eyes flickered briefly. “If my guess is correct... it’s for the Immortal Fate.”


    “Immortal Fate?”


    Chen Fan and the others were left puzzled, unsure of its meaning.


    Di Chen shook his head and said, “I’m not too sure either, but do your best and don’t worry about these changes. The academy master and the others make these decisions, and we can’t begin to understand their intentions.”


    Hearing this, they nodded one after another.


    Academy Master Chu Qingtian was a Void Immortal behemoth, deeply attuned to nature and able to glimpse mysteries beyond mortalprehension. Ordinary disciples couldn''t fathom what such figures were thinking.


    Fierce battles were going on at the True Martial Assembly. When the fight in a spatial arena ended, someone else would immediately enter it.


    Soon, half of the people were eliminated.


    Every strike was ruthless, with each fighter aiming for swift victory, unwilling to prolong the struggle.


    Thus, victory was decided very soon.


    Many disciples from main peaks and powerful factions even used killing moves, deciding life and death in an instant.


    A tragic aura rose to the sky.


    Chen Fan clicked his tongue in admiration as he watched.


    Peerless geniuses had emerged among the disciples of the various peaks and superpowers.


    Some, even at the first or second-level Heavenly Star or Manifestation realms, could take on and sometimes even defeat stronger opponents, proving themselves as extraordinary talents capable of fighting above their level.


    Although these talents didn’tpare to those from Peerless Peak, they were still remarkable. As the battles raged, some were left celebrating, while others faced bitter disappointment.


    Opponents who had no previous grudges now struck mercilessly, aiming to secure victory and im rewards, indifferent to who stood against them.


    This time, the True Martial Academy and various superpowers had joined forces, investing heavily in the prizes.


    Victorious disciples cheered, knowing that if all members of a sect won their matches, the benefits would be immense.


    Everyone knew that the rewards would only grow more generous inter rounds, driving them to fight with everything they had.


    Before long, half of the participants had been eliminated, with a staggering fifty percent mortality rate—a truly tragic sight.


    In previous assemblies, the death toll rarely reached the hundreds, but now, tens of thousands had perished. These were all prodigies with bright futures, yet the harsh rules of this True Martial Assembly allowed no mercy.


    Observers in the microcosm watched helplessly as their disciples fell, grim-faced but unable to intervene.


    The spatial arenas were filled with blood. It was a horrible sight.


    However, Chen Fan knew that all of this was just an appetizer. The real brutal battles were yet toe.


    The battles would only be more brutal as stronger contenders faced off in theter stages.


    “The True Martial Assembly this time is truly tragic. Tens of thousands of geniuses have perished. <i>Tsk tsk</i>.”


    "I know, right? But it’s because of this harshness that the true peerless geniuses emerge from the masses."


    As Chen Fan and the others spoke, his throne suddenly glowed, disying the words: Demon Advocate Sect, Hou Yuan.


    There wasn’t much information, just those few simple words.


    “It’s my turn.” Chen Fan smiled faintly and stood up, walking into the spatial arena in just one step.


    The spatial arena seemed to have sensed his aura. A divine light swept over him, sending him into a crystal-like kingdom.


    This was his first experience within the spatial arena, and he was taken aback by its profound nature.


    Such mastery was beyond the reach of experts at the Heavenly Star or Manifestation realm. It would likely require an Invincible Legendary realm master at the very least.


    Such methods were truly astonishing.


    As he took in the remarkable surroundings, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.


    “<i>Hmph</i>, they say that Chen Fan from Peerless Peak is bold and arrogant, caring little for others. Now that I’ve seen it for myself today, the rumors were indeed true. You actually got distracted in the spatial arena. Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you?”