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Everyone began discussing simultaneously, some with understanding dawning in their eyes. People started subtly exuding their auras, wary of their immediate neighbors. In an instant, the atmosphere became charged.

Xiang Mingfeng then dropped another bombshell, “I don’t know how many of you are aware of the legend of the Emperor of Qingzhou. I’m here to tell you that the emperor of Qingzhou indeed exists! Moreover, this bronze realm is very likely the legacy trial set by him.”

Boom!

The mere mention of the ‘Emperor of Qingzhou’ threw the crowd into a frenzy. Everyone present had heard about the emperor of Qingzhou in their youth, and many had been inspired by his legends when choosing their martial path.

Their eyes burned with an intense desire at the thought that the bronze realm was the emperor’s legacy.

“If we can secure the emperor of Qingzhou’s legacy, we’ll be invincible.”

“I, Liu, will claim the legacy of the emperor!”

Boom!

Suddenly, a fist came flying from the side, killing the speaker outright. “I’m sorry, but the Qingzhou Emperor’s legacy is mine!”

The battle royale kicked off without warning. Xiang Mingfeng didn’t even get the chance to speculate about the Qingzhou imperial key.

Qin Huai and Fang Huo exchanged glances, noting that the few large exits in the center were almost entirely blocked off. Suddenly, a fist targeted Qin Huai. The strong energy behind it revealed the attacker’s rank — four full patterns.

A woman with a good figure sneered, “Too slow.”

Qin Huai’s expression didn’t change, though. He responded with a backhand punch.

Upon contact, the woman’s slender, fair arm shattered instantly. His fist didn’t lose momentum and pierced through the woman’s chest.

Bang!

Just like that, Qin Huai killed a four-pattern expert with a single punch without even needing to invoke his dragon king force.

The next moment, over ten people charged toward Qin Huai. “Let’s take down these potential kings first! Especially this one!”

Several of his attackers were familiar faces, or at the very least, they had engraved Qin Huai’s image in their minds. The determination in their gritted teeth was no less intense than a life-or-death grudge.

However, Qin Huai remained unfazed. A flash of white light sparkled in his eyes as he swung his fist, his force akin to a thousand razor-sharp blades. One punch wiped out two or three people. A few more punches and the prodigies of Qingzhou fell.

“In the illusion realm, my advantage has significantly increased,” Qin Huai murmured.

Beside him, Fang Huo had already paved a path of destruction, blocking those trying to escape. Known for his strength, Fang Huo’s formidable power made the surrounding people hesitate, and many turned around to flee.

“We need to kill them faster!” Qin Huai called out.

“Don’t worry!” Fang Huo replied as he rushed to the center of the crowd.

Qin Huai followed suit, his fists swinging like a moving city wall, obliterating enemies in his way. At the same time, he remained vigilant of his surroundings, particularly for Yang Tianhan. He felt that Yang Tianhan surely had some secret weapon up his sleeve.

The headcount in the illusion realm rapidly decreased amidst the fierce battle. In mere moments, a third of the people had died.

“We can’t hold them back here!” a loud cry echoed from afar.

Qin Huai glanced over to see She Wanshan, his lotus petals fluttering as he attempted to stop an expert from escaping. It seemed they realized that She Wanshan was the weakest line of defense, which attracted the most people toward him.

“This is a trap! Their ‘fair competition’ is a ruse!” someone in the crowd yelled.

“They have a big secret! Let’s not cooperate with them… Even if we die of old age here, we can’t let them have the emperor of Qingzhou’s inheritance.”

Many of those who were battling also aimed to escape to the outskirts.

“This is bad. If they manage to escape and buy time in the illusion realm, our plan will fail…” Fang Huo warned Qin Huai, anxiety filling his voice.

Qin Huai stayed calm, having spotted Yang Tianhan’s figure. Yang Tianhan was leisurely moving towards the center of the battlefield, a crazed smile on his face.

Qin Huai muttered, “Please don’t disappoint me…”

Suddenly, Yang Tianhan raised his right hand, emitting a green light that filled the entire illusion realm. Everyone’s sight went white for a second and when they opened their eyes, they found themselves in a different Illusion Realm.

Qin Huai looked around. The verdant grass stretched as far as the eye could see and the world’s boundary was visible. It spanned ten miles at most.

“Where are we?” The fighters looked around, baffled.

“Who did this? Are we in the level-zero array?” Some panicked, while others rejoiced.

“It’s his doing!” Someone pointed at Yang Tianhan in the middle of the illusion realm. Immediately, all eyes fell on him.

“What did you do?” they demanded, looking at Yang Tianhan with suspicion.