TL: Etude
After the Master of the Primordial Era spoke about some trivialities, he finally addressed the matter of the duel formally.
âThe various clans of the Thirteenth Universe Epoch, please send out the three Galaxy-level warriors you have chosen. The duel is about to begin!â The Master of the Primordial Era announced.
Immediately, the Immortal Race dispatched a Galaxy-level warrior to the arena.
However, from the expression of this Galaxy-level warrior, it was clear he was terrified, merely pretending to be calm.
Everyone knew that this Galaxy-level warrior was going to his death.
Anyone who knew they were about to die would be terrified. However, this Galaxy-level warrior had no way to defy the higher-ups of the Immortal Race, although they would surely compensate his family adequately.
Boom!!!! A Galaxy-level warrior from one of the twelve major forces appeared. He was dressed in white feathered clothes and wielded a long spear as he stepped onto the arena.
âZhan Tian!â The young man announced his name.
âMy name is Yu⦠Qing!â
The Galaxy-level warrior from the Immortal Race stuttered, only managing to utter his real name, looking extremely nervous.
âYouâre too weak. Iâll let you attack for one minute!â Zhan Tian declared arrogantly.
âReally?â Yu Qing from the Immortal Race asked hesitantly.
âYes!â Zhan Tian nodded.
At this moment, a glimmer of hope appeared in Yu Qingâs eyes.
If he could attack for one minute, he thought he might have a chance to win. After all, he was a Galaxy-level warrior with the status of an Eternal-level prince. His combat power wasnât weak. Although he wasnât the strongest in the Immortal Race, he wasnât entirely without hope.
âKill!â
Yu Qing activated various Origin Artifacts on him and wielded an ordinary Supreme Treasure longsword, performing a supreme sword technique to attack Zhan Tian.
Boom!!!!!! Countless attacks bombarded Zhan Tian, who only put up a defense, not retreating a single step, nor did he counterattack.
Time ticked by.
No matter how Yu Qing attacked, he couldnât break Zhan Tianâs defense.
âNo, I must go all out, or Iâll surely die!â
Yu Qing began to burn his Immortal Race bloodline and most of his life force. Even if using this secret technique would cripple him, it was better than dying. á¹
âDie!â
Yu Qing slashed with all his might, sacrificing even the origin of this ordinary Supreme Treasure. The power of this strike vaguely reached the level of a Supreme-level prince.
However, even a true Supreme-level prince couldnât harm Zhan Tian.
Because he was a Child of the Era! And Yu Qing was not. There were no Children of the Era in the Immortal Race, and he couldnât fathom the strength of a Child of the Era.
Boom!!!! The desperate slash struck Zhan Tian. After executing the attack, Yu Qing swiftly retreated.
As the energy subsided, Yu Qing looked ahead.
He saw a figure emerge from the energy explosion zone, instantly appearing before him.
A voice followed, âYour attack was too weak, wasnât it? Is this the Thirteenth Universe Era? How ridiculous! One minute is up, now itâs my turn!â
As the words fell, Zhan Tian struck with one hand.
Boom!!! Yu Qingâs entire body was shattered into countless pieces, and even the Immortal Raceâs recovery ability couldnât restore him. His very life force was instantly annihilated.
He was instantly killed! Witnessing this scene, the Supremes were not surprised, not even the Supremes of the Immortal Race, who merely sighed, finding it quite normal.
Yu Qing wasnât even at the Supreme-level princeâs rank, so how could he be a match for Zhan Tian? Being instantly killed was only to be expected.
Moreover, Zhan Tian was a master of the spear, yet he didnât even use his spear. He crushed Yu Qing with just one hand, clearly showcasing the vast difference in their abilities.
âThe first battle, we have won!â
The Master of the Primordial Era announced, âFor the first battle, as agreed, you will hand over 100 star fields. Now, letâs begin the second battle!â
The First Divine Lord of the Immortal Race responded, âVery well. Since you wish to conclude this quickly, letâs proceed with the second battle.â
The Master of the Primordial Era smiled and said, âAlright, letâs begin the second battle then.â
With a swoosh, the second Child of the Era from the twelve forces stepped forward. She was a woman exuding a chilling aura, wielding a green longsword.
This time, the combatant from this universeâs era was a Galaxy-level warrior from the Demon Race.
The battle didnât drag on. It ended as swiftly as it started.
In a flash of sword light, the Galaxy-level warrior from the Demon Race was instantly killed, his body disintegrating into countless specks of dust.
âWhat a fast sword strike!â
Ye Tian saw it clearly. The woman had slashed out countless times in an instant, each sword strike hitting the Galaxy-level warrior of the Demon Race. The sword light formed by these countless strikes sliced the Galaxy-level warrior into innumerable pieces, resulting in the scene before them.
âWe won the second battle again!â The Master of the Primordial Era said happily with a smile.
âLetâs start the third battle!â The First Divine Lord of the Immortal Race said.
âAlright, letâs begin the third battle!â The Master of the Primordial Era nodded in agreement.
Then, the Master of the Primordial Era conferred with the other Supremes.
âWho should we send for this battle? Itâs merely a formality. This universe is still very young, in the early to mid-stage of its era. It shouldnât have produced a Child of the Era yet. We can send anyone.â The Master of the Primordial Era suggested.
At this moment, Nether King Supreme of the Nether King Civilization spoke, âLetâs send Ming Dong from our clan. He is a Child of the Era born just as the last era was about to collapse. He has only recently advanced to the rank of a Child of the Era. Though his combat power is not on par with those powerful Children of the Era, he should have no problem dealing with a Galaxy-level warrior from this era. It will be a good experience for him to see the world.â
âAgreed!â The Master of the Primordial Era consented.
With a swoosh, Ming Dong from the Nether King Civilization appeared on the arena.
Ye Tian also flew up, appearing on the stage.
âYe Tian!â Ye Tian declared his name directly.
He noticed that these Children of the Era liked to use their real names, not titles, likely because in previous universal eras, they didnât adopt titles until their strength was formidable. Titles belonged to the strong!
âMing Dong!â Ming Dong also announced.
âBegin!â
With that command, the battle between Ye Tian and Ming Dong commenced.
âDie!â
A beam of light emerged from Ming Dongâs forehead, piercing towards Ye Tian at an incredible speed.
Under everyoneâs watchful eyes, the light beam shot into Ye Tianâs forehead.
âItâs over!â Ming Dong murmured and turned to leave.
âAre you conceding already?â Ye Tianâs voice came through.
âWhat?â
Ming Dong was stunned, turning back to stare at Ye Tian in disbelief.
At this moment, the Supremes of the twelve forces were also mildly shocked.
Nether King Supreme showed an incredulous expression, âOur Nether Race specializes in soul cultivation, and this universeâs soul system is heavily suppressed and highly imperfect. How could he possibly withstand Ming Dongâs soul attack?â