Chapter 822: Arrival at the Ten Thousand Demons Continent
Of course...
It wasn't just about the sacred weapon.
After confirming the complete death of Taric's life and core spirit body,
His internal space pouch, essentially a "game backpack," collapsed instantly.
Everything inside spilled out.
Under the envious gazes of the spectators, Yun Man carefully picked through the loot, taking all the valuable items and placing them into her storage ring.
It had to be said, this pig-headed man Taric was quite wealthy.
As one of the top powerhouses of the Orc King's Court, having such a stockpile of treasures was completely reasonable.
After collecting everything, Yun Man gracefully stepped down from the arena.
The spectators around had now developed a deep fear of this young girl!
That pig-headed man Taric may have been a bit stupid, arrogant, and deserving of death,
But no one could deny that Taric was strong.
And not just ordinarily strong.
At least in the past few days of matches, he had won every fight with ease.
Yet such a dominant pig-headed powerhouse was instantly killed by a single move from this graceful young girl in a fiery red feathered dress.
The key point was that none of the strong spectators could even track the trajectory of her thrown trident.
"I told you, that pig-headed man was doomed. That girl's name is Yun Man, and her mother is the leader of the Divine Bird Bifang Clan, known as Taiyin, a Level 198 peak powerhouse. Forget this pig-headed man— even if the Emperor of the Orc King's Court himself came, he would have to show her some respect."
"Now that Taric is dead, when the news reaches the Orc King's Court, their emperor won't seek revenge for him. Instead, he will have to send gifts to Dragon Kingdom and personally apologize to the Bifang Clan's leader."
A spectator casually remarked.
No one sympathized with Taric's fate; instead, they felt great satisfaction.
Many of the surrounding strong figures realized that their knowledge of the younger generation was far too lacking.
Looks like they needed to spend more time online to keep up with the latest news.
...
And so, a battle that had caused such a commotion ended just like that.
At this point, the other strong figures who had originally planned to test this young non-specialist's strength quickly abandoned their unrealistic thoughts.
The main reason being that the three divine beast girls by his side all had significant backgrounds.
Best not to provoke them.
Yun Man was already smiling blissfully.
Having unexpectedly obtained the sacred weapon "Death Giant Hammer," she also received a head pat from her master, Ling Zhan.
"If you're comfortable using the Trident of the Sea God, then it's yours."
"As for the Death Giant Hammer, give it to Meng Shuang."
"As for Chang Yue, once I gather the materials, I'll personally craft a support-type sacred weapon for you."
Ling Zhan said to the three divine beast girls.
The distribution was quite fair.
But Yun Man and Meng Shuang both pouted.
Compared to the sacred weapons themselves, they cared more about the meaning behind a "master-crafted weapon."
Chang Yue, on the other hand, smiled brightly.
Support-type sacred weapons were incredibly rare.
Although her mother had gifted her two sacred weapons, neither were actual weapons.
Now that her beloved master was personally crafting one for her, she couldn't be happier.
As for Yun Man and Meng Shuang's small tantrums, Ling Zhan simply ignored them.
There was nothing he could do…
The materials for forging sacred weapons were outrageously expensive, and the process was extremely complicated.
However, the low success rate wasn't a concern— with the system's "Luck Potion," failure was simply not an option.
Besides, he couldn't just gift sacred weapons to Yun Man and Meng Shuang while leaving out Chang Yue.
Fairness must be upheld.
The following days returned to peace.
Aboard the battleship, having already gathered enough intelligence on all the top powerhouses, everyone coexisted in harmony.
Everyone was also very tactful, keeping their distance from Ling Zhan and his three contract-bound divine beasts as they quietly trained in a secluded corner.
In fact...
Even when Ling Zhan and his companions finished training and left the area vacant, no one dared to use the training room.
Clearly.
Yun Man's battle against the pig-headed man Taric had established their dominance.
This was a good thing, at the very least, avoiding unnecessary trouble.
"Friendly reminder: The ship will arrive at the Ten Thousand Demons Continent in approximately thirty minutes. Please prepare your belongings in advance…"
At this moment.
After a half-month-long journey,
They were finally about to arrive at the Ten Thousand Demons Continent.
The Ten Thousand Demons Continent.
Its location was right at the entrance of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.
It was also the central hub where the world's strongest transferee forces gathered.
The Divine Profound Army of the Dragon Kingdom.
The White Eagle Legion of the Free Federation.
The Zero Ghost-Slaying Squad of Fusang Kingdom.
The Chechen Destruction Legion of the Ross Empire.
The Judicator Legion of the Holy Light Empire.
The Demon Pirate Legion of the Goryeo Kingdom.
...
And more.
They were all stationed on this continent.
Worth mentioning…
This place existed in an unstructured space.
Gravity was reversed laterally.
As a result, the entire continent was "standing upright like a sheet of paper."
The northern region of the Ten Thousand Demons Continent was already hanging upside down over the entrance to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.
It had been completely occupied by the monsters of the Abyss.
The southern region was where the powerful legions of various nations had established a joint stronghold.
The central region was the battlefield where the two sides clashed.
Currently, the war was raging, with battles of all sizes breaking out daily.
As soon as the battleship entered the Ten Thousand Demons Continent,
Countless magical scanning rays swept over the entire vessel.
Soon after, the ship docked at a southern border port.
"So this is the Ten Thousand Demons Continent?"
Ling Zhan stepped off the battleship, and the sight before him made him pause slightly.
Unlike the war-torn, artillery-filled battlefield he had imagined,
This border city, named "Arlenst," was incredibly prosperous and peaceful.
The sky above the southern region was protected by a massive magical central defense array, jointly constructed by the world's Level 190 peak Archmages.
As a result, even though they were deep underground, a bright artificial sun shone overhead.
This was an example of using magic to alter the weather and create an artificial sun.
In fact, underground cities existed all over the world.
These subterranean cities had already developed highly advanced biological circulation systems.
Not only did they have abundant supplies, but they also had no energy concerns.
Even without a real sun, magic and high technology had created living conditions perfectly suitable for habitation.
At present.
The southern region of the Ten Thousand Demons Continent was just like that.
This massive supercontinent— one-third shrouded in demonic energy, one-third protected by the magical central defense array, and one-third dedicated to warfare.
Logically speaking, such a dangerous place shouldn't have any residents.
But why did this border city, Arlenst, have such a large population?