The arena outside the city was extremely vast, it was a special spot within the sacred city.

Actually before the gold horn race had moved over back then, it didn’t have the tradition of arenas. However, after Xi Luo Duo’s disappearance, it made them feel extremely threatened, hence all sorts of things popped up. For example, forbidding geniuses from killing each other, yet fearing they would lack the sense of true battle, hence the arena was created.

Battles were forbidden within the sacred city.

Only within the arena could one have a battle. And the arena was built similar to that of the human’s Huge Axe Dojo arena.

"Master, our area only has one hundred million spectator seats. Usually, this number of seats are enough for the battles. However today…master, our seats aren’t enough." A grey skinned youth pointed into the distance, another tall gold skinned man looked up.

In the distant skies.

It was a black blur, as hundreds of millions of gold horn race clansman were flying over.

The sacred city, as the core of the entire gold horn race, there were over two billion residents here. Those able to live here were all mostly warriors in training. Very few battles actually enticed them. However today…over half of them all rushed over.

Half?

That alone was over 1 billion.

"The seats aren’t enough." The gold skinned man roared. "Give the order, immediately get rid of all the seats, and act according to our celebration procedures."

"Yes." The grey skinned youth replied.

The huge arena was undergoing lightning fast changes, the original settings of the comfortable seatings etc were all removed. Even the comfortable booths , luxurious loft viewing areas were all completely taken away. The entire arena was reset to fit more people.

"So many people." Luo Feng sat in the resting quarters and looked out at the sky through the window, seeing the dark cloud of people, as this went on for over ten minutes.

"They should all be here to watch." Dylan looked up too. "This sure is shocking. There’s no way to make such a huge area in the human world for so many people to come spectate. The large scale fights…are normally all held within the virtual universe, that way it’s easier without the chaos."

"The virtual universe and reality sure are different." Luo Feng shook his head.

"Your majesty." Dylan looked at Luo Feng.

"Hm?" Luo Feng turned.

"Any guarantee?" Dylan looked at Luo Feng.

"Not much guarantee, however…this fight, I have no other choice, but to win." Luo Feng’s eyes focused.

Over 3 hours pa.s.sed.

"Your majesty Luo feng, you can enter the arena now." Elder Si Fan Qi walked in.

Luo Feng got up.

"Be careful." Elder Si Fan Qi said, "Battles in the arena, the moment you are careless you will die."

"Hm." Luo Feng nodded.

He definitely understood this.

This was a fight in reality, not one in the virtual universe. This kind of life or death battle, especially involving the glory of two races…had no s.p.a.ce for showing mercy. Everybody used all their strengths, and the matches were quick as lightning, the moment one was. .h.i.t it could result in death.

Luo Feng walked out of the room and followed the pathway with the arena’s staff leading him and Dylan, finally reaching the vast arena stage.

Rumble…

The cheers raised terrifying shockwaves, almost demolis.h.i.+ng the entire stage.

Luo Feng looked around, seeing the blur of silhouettes all around him. Also, from the 2nd level of the arena to the highest level, all of them were completely filled, with even more floating far in the distance in mid air.

"Bei Chuang!"

"Bei Chuang will win."

"If you lose, commit suicide."

"You have to win."

"Definitely."

"Victory."

"Victory."

All sorts of noises filled the entire s.p.a.ce around them. Over one billion gold horn race people roared, causing Luo Feng to helplessly hold his breath.

Luo Feng looked ahead, there stood a green armored black skinned intrepid youth Bei Chuang. At this time, the gold imprint on his forehead was gleaming with red, he had already reached a state of madness. Due to the strong pride for his race, generations of battles against humanity, and over one billion of his clansmen roaring, it had driven him to this point.

He, had to win!

Even if he died, he had to win!!!