boyutpedia Chapter 1944 The Fierce Battle of the Strong (4K)
Chapter 1944 The Fierce Battle of the Strong (4K)
Chapter 1944 The Fierce Battle of the Strong (4K)
Chen Fei suppressed the turmoil in his heart caused by his successful arrival at this place. His consciousness projection moved slightly and slowly flew towards the magnificent building in front of him, which exuded ancient vicissitudes and boundless battle intent.
As soon as he approached the surging, colorful barrier of rules, a force instantly enveloped Chen Fei's entire body.
This force is immense and profound, as if it bears the weight of billions of worlds, yet it is also strangely warm and inclusive, carrying a kind of gentle, silent nourishment.
Chen Fei felt a slight tremor in his body. The projection that had appeared somewhat illusory and faint due to crossing the endless void barrier became solid, clear, and stable at a speed visible to the naked eye under the infusion and stabilization of this power.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Fei felt that apart from his power being a projection and unable to be displayed, all his other perceptions were almost identical to those of the real body. His five senses and six senses were extremely sharp, and his perception of the surrounding environment was incredibly clear.
With a flash of light, Chen Fei found himself standing on a vast, solid plaza that shimmered with a faint glow.
Once he had steadied himself, Chen Fei immediately looked around.
The scene before him far surpassed the shock he had felt from his previous fleeting glimpse. Although it was called the Martial Arts Arena, it was more like a vast divine city built on an endless ocean of laws.
As far as the eye can see, towering palaces of various shapes and sizes, each exuding a different kind of legal meaning, stand in the distance.
Further away, one can even see the trading market that winds and undulates like a mountain range, as well as some strange light gates that exude mysterious fluctuations and seem to lead to unknown places.
Figures of various shapes and sizes moved about, their auras varying in strength.
The weaker ones were roughly equivalent to the peak of the Immortal Realm, while the stronger ones caused Chen Fei to feel a stinging pain in his consciousness just by glancing at them, as if looking at them for too long would burn his soul with the terrifying Dao principles surrounding them.
According to the memory fragments Chen Fei obtained, this multiverse martial arts arena has many functions, far beyond just martial arts practice.
What Chen Fei cared about most was that this place possessed unparalleled power that could traverse endless time and space, penetrate world barriers, and directly descend upon other known planes of existence.
Of course, this comes at a price.
Within the infinite dimensions of the primordial continent and its radiating influence, there are countless planes like the Xuan Yu Realm, formed from the inner worlds of powerful beings who have fallen, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges and as vast as the dust of the starry sky.
The Xuan Yu Realm is not special among them; it may even be quite ordinary.
The reason why the Xuan Yu Realm was discovered and invaded by the Heavenly Demons was simply because it happened to be found by the wandering Heavenly Demons first.
The All-Heavens Martial Arts Arena itself does not actively or consciously search for, mark, or even conquer these unclaimed planes.
The rules of the martial arts arena are more like an absolutely neutral trading and competition platform.
It awaits cultivators or demons from all the heavens and myriad realms to voluntarily sell the dimensional information they discover.
Then, based on the value of the information, the seller is given a certain reward.
Then the information about this dimension will be certified by the training ground and displayed for other strong individuals to view and evaluate.
For this reason, in the primordial continent and its surrounding endless territories, there exist a large number of plane hunters who make a living from this. They may be cultivators or demons.
They traverse the perilous, endless chaos, searching for undiscovered, unclaimed dimensional worlds.
Once they find it, they usually don't immediately launch a large-scale invasion. Instead, they prioritize uploading the coordinates and basic information to the All-Heavens Martial Arts Arena in exchange for the first and most secure generous reward.
Of course, they might also sell the information to other cultivators or demons, depending on whether they need the resources from the All-Heavens Martial Arts Arena more or the higher prices offered by other cultivators or demons.
The most important reason why Chen Fei wanted to connect to this martial arts arena of all realms was precisely this.
With the help of the supreme power of the training ground that connects all the heavens and myriad worlds, he can pay a certain price to obtain the qualification to temporarily descend to other fifteen-level planes.
If we're talking about sixteenth-tier planes, like the Xuan Yu Realm, their numbers are as numerous as the stars in the sky.
The number of planes of the fifteenth order is astronomical, so many that they are almost impossible to count, and they are scattered throughout every corner of the endless chaos.
These fifteenth-order planes may not have as abundant resources or as perfect laws as the sixteenth-order planes, but their sheer number is simply too great.
There will always be some unique, precious resources or relics that, for various reasons, may even be of great benefit to powerful beings in the Dominator Realm.
After being ravaged by the demonic tide, the Xuan Yu Realm was depleted of resources and divided up by various forces, leaving very few public resources for newly established rulers like Chen Fei.
If Chen Fei wants to improve quickly, he must look beyond the established boundaries.
This martial arts arena of all realms is the key to that endless treasure trove of resources.
However, this key comes at an extremely high price. According to the information in the memory fragments, there are usually two ways to obtain the power of the dimensional descent from the training ground:
The first option: pay a massive amount of luck.
Luck is mysterious and profound, concerning one's destiny, fortune, and even the rise and fall of one's spiritual path.
Moreover, the massive amount of fortune required for the All-Heavens Martial Arts Arena is not the same as the overwhelming fortune Chen Fei had before, but ten times that amount, just to barely meet the requirements.
The second type: payment source.
Origin Points are a special currency within the Martial Arts Arena of the Myriad Realms. They cannot be obtained through conventional means; the only way to acquire them is by stepping onto that life-and-death martial arts arena constructed from countless torrents of laws.
The winner gains the Source, while the loser loses everything.
Origin Points are extremely precious. They can be used not only to pay for the cost of dimensional descent, but also to exchange for many rare treasures, cultivation techniques, and even opportunities to ask questions to those supreme beings within the martial arts arena.
However, obtaining the source point is extremely difficult. There is no luck or draw in the duels on the martial arts stage, only life and death.
Moreover, the opponents are matched according to the rules of the martial arts arena based on the applicant's strength level, and are likely to be strong individuals of similar strength, with victory or defeat often decided by the slightest margin.
Therefore, unless they have absolute confidence in their own strength or are forced into a desperate situation, most strong people would rather grit their teeth and pay a huge amount of luck than easily step onto that life-and-death arena stained with the blood of countless geniuses.
The source points are hard to obtain; each one is stained with blood.
Chen Fei composed himself and walked toward the location shown in the memory fragments.
The journey was bizarre and colorful, with all kinds of races passing by, creating a bustling and prosperous scene. Yet, it was also permeated with a cold, dog-eat-dog sense of order.
Suddenly, Chen Fei paused slightly, his gaze turning with a hint of surprise to a relatively quiet corner beside the road.
There sat a figure sitting cross-legged like a stone sculpture, shrouded in a faint aura of decay. His appearance and racial characteristics were obscured, but it could be vaguely determined that his aura was at the late stage of the fifteenth rank.
This cultivation level is not surprising; it is quite common at the fifteenth level outside the martial arts arena. What is strange is that a simple sign made of soft light is floating in front of this figure.
On the light screen, lines of information were clearly written in a script that Chen Fei happened to recognize, originating from an ancient race on the primordial continent.
Chen Fei's gaze instantly fixed on the light screen, his brows furrowing slightly.
[Selling oneself to save the world]
Origin: The Dimension of Turbulence.
Current situation: The realm is under full-scale invasion by the Bone-Eating Demon Abyss tribe, the realm is on the verge of collapse, and billions of lives are about to be lost.
Request: We request a senior of the sixteenth-tier peak or above to help our Kuanglan Realm repel the demonic calamity and preserve the realm's origin.
Price: Fu Xin is willing to swear an oath of primordial heart, from this day forward, to serve him as master, slave, and servant, to follow him for eternity, and to never waver in his loyalty!
This figure was actually selling himself, hoping that the buyer would save the sixteenth-order plane he was in, which was being invaded by the Heavenly Demon and was about to be destroyed.
Chen Fei stopped involuntarily. He slowly walked up to the figure who called himself Fu Xin, his gaze sweeping over the message on the screen filled with despair and the last glimmer of hope.
In a daze, Chen Fei seemed to see the Xuan Yu Realm.
If he hadn't broken through the Earth Ranking and the Profound Ranking, regained some of his authority, and forced back the demonic tide, and if the Destroyer hadn't launched a full-scale attack at any cost, would the Profound Feather Realm be like this Raging Tide Plane, engulfed in flames and with all living beings wiped out?
An indescribable sense of heaviness, along with a feeling of sorrow for one's own kind, quietly crept into Chen Fei's heart.
"Your plane has already been conquered by the Heavenly Demons, and your realm is about to collapse..."
Looking at the figure shrouded in an aura of decay, Chen Fei calmly asked, "How did you get here?"
Upon hearing the voice, the figure, which resembled a stone sculpture, trembled slightly. The aura of decay surrounding it dissipated slightly, revealing a pale, tired, bloodshot, yet deeply determined middle-aged face.
Fu Xin slowly raised his head to look at Chen Fei. When he sensed that Chen Fei was only at the early stage of the fifteenth level of cultivation, the faint glimmer of hope that had just appeared in his eyes instantly dimmed, replaced by a deeper disappointment and numbness.
What can a level 15 early stage cultivator do? They can barely protect themselves!
Fu Xin initially didn't want to pay attention, but after sitting there for who knows how long, not even a single powerful person was willing to stop and ask, let alone offer any help. He was overwhelmed by immense despair.
Fu Xin's lips were chapped, and when they moved, they made a hoarse, low sound, like sandpaper rubbing together.
"I don't know..."
"Perhaps it was the final instinctive counterattack of the Heavenly Dao of the Realm, burning its remaining essence to forcibly send me out..."
"Hoping to find a glimmer of hope here..."
"but……"
Fu Xin's face revealed a bleak smile that was more like a grimace: "I am useless, unable to save this plane, and can only resort to this desperate measure to prolong my life here and waste my precious time..."
Fu Xin's voice was filled with an overwhelming bitterness and self-mockery.
Chen Fei listened quietly, his eyelids slightly lowered, and he did not ask any further questions.
Improving one's cultivation level is not something that can be done overnight; it requires a vast amount of resources, a long period of time, and a great stroke of luck.
A plane that is being frantically invaded by demons and is on the verge of destruction is desperately short of time.
By the time Fu Xin finally manages to cultivate to the sixteenth level, the Kuanglan Realm may have already become a desolate demonic domain, and it will be too late.
Moreover, the fortune or source points required to descend to other planes would probably be an astronomical figure for Fu Xin at this moment.
He couldn't save the Kuanglan Realm, just as Chen Fei has failed to save the Xuanyu Realm.
The mind is full but the strength is not enough!
Chen Fei silently cupped his hands in greeting to Fu Xin, then turned and continued walking deeper into the square.
As Chen Fei continued his journey, he saw powerful individuals spreading out cloths on the ground and setting up stalls to sell various rare treasures, cultivation manuals, jade slips, and even some sealed and strange creatures.
The sounds of bargaining and the exchange of thoughts were incessant, resembling a super marketplace.
Chen Fei also saw many more people like Fu Xin seeking help in all sorts of bizarre ways.
Some are seeking to purchase a certain life-saving miracle drug.
Some are offering bounties to hunt down a mortal enemy.
Some are searching for lost heirlooms.
It seems that it is not an isolated case that someone could leave their native world and descend to this place when their cultivation level was insufficient or even when their plane was on the verge of destruction.
The only difference is the methods they use, the costs they pay, and the reasons behind them.
In all the heavens and myriad worlds, suffering and despair seem to be the mainstream?
Guided by fragments of memory, Chen Fei finally arrived at a relatively empty, somber, and completely different area after passing through the bustling squares and market districts.
Ahead were massive platforms separated by an invisible force field.
Runes flickered on the platform, and chains of law appeared and disappeared, exuding a chilling aura of life-or-death struggle.
In front of these martial arts arenas, a ball of light, roughly the size of a human head, perfectly round, emitting a soft white light, with countless mysterious runes flowing across its surface, floats quietly in mid-air, rising and falling gently.
This is the guiding light sphere.
Anyone who intends to step onto the life-or-death arena and engage in a life-or-death duel to obtain Origin Points simply needs to place their hand on the sphere of light to submit an application.
The rules of the martial arts arena will automatically match you with opponents of similar cultivation level and strength.
Once a match is successfully made, both parties will be teleported to the training ground.
The rules are simple, but brutal!
The victor lives and obtains the source.
The loser dies and loses everything.
There is no room for maneuver, just like the deathmatch rules of the Xuan Yu Realm Ranking, or even more direct.
The battle for the top ranks requires a special application to start, and here, stepping onto the arena means a fight to the death.
This is why the source point is extremely difficult to obtain.
Many cultivators and demons would rather try every means to raise the massive amount of luck to pay for the expenses than easily step into this true battlefield of carnage.
Alternatively, one could spend a smaller amount to purchase dimensional information from other places, such as the Kuanglan Realm, and enter directly before it is completely sealed off.
Chen Fei stood quietly before the soft, yet coldly rule-like sphere of light.
A moment later
Chen Fei slowly shook his head, and the originally solid projection of his body began to gradually become illusory and transparent.
The next moment, the view suddenly changed, and the noisy, vast, and bizarre scenes of the myriad worlds around us receded like the tide.
The familiar, silent void of the Guixu Realm, which belonged to Chen Fei himself, came into view once again.
Chen Fei's consciousness has returned to its original form.
If Chen Fei had just touched the ball of light to request a martial arts demonstration, his true form would have descended upon the martial arts arena of the myriad realms to face a powerful opponent who was also at the early stage of the Sovereign Realm.
If you win, you will gain valuable Source Points.
If defeated, Chen Fei will likely die. Under the power of the Martial Arts Arena of the Myriad Realms, Chen Fei doesn't know if the spatial grid can conceal his defeat.
Chen Fei has just broken through to the Dominator Realm, and he has only begun to comprehend the three Dominator Realm inheritances: "The Great Dream of the Universe", "The Myriad Phenomena of the Heavenly Realm", and "The Boundless Heart Realm". He has not yet truly cultivated them.
His own combat strength is far from reaching the peak of his current level, so he naturally wouldn't rashly step into the martial arts arena.
Chen Fei's gaze fell on the void in front of him, where the mysterious point of light, the size of a grain of rice, radiating a chaotic color and ultimately formed from his immense fortune, had not disappeared.
It remained suspended there quietly, like a miniature chaotic star.
A slow smile crept onto Chen Fei's lips. Through his arrival and return just now, he had come to understand that this point of light was the beacon and key connecting the martial arts arena of all the heavens and myriad worlds.
With it, Chen Fei could project his consciousness into the All-Heavens Martial Arts Arena for one hour every ten days.
Although the time was short, this was already an incredibly powerful trump card, at least for Chen Fei.
With a thought, Chen Fei put away the chaotic light beacon and vanished from the Void Realm in an instant.
The next moment, inside the Zhuxin Residence, the space rippled slightly, and Chen Fei's figure silently appeared.
Chen Fei glanced at the location of Chang Xiwen, but did not go forward to disturb her. Instead, he transformed into a streak of light and sped straight towards the Tianxuan Sect's library.
The Martial Arts Arena of All Realms is the future Path to Heaven.
At present, Chen Fei needs to read through all the inheritances of the Sovereign Realm within the Tianxuan Sect.
(End of this chapter)