Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

"Have you heard? The city lord of Silverlight City has left Silverlight City and officially announced his participation in the Blood War. Just yesterday, someone saw the city lord of Silverlight City leave using a teleportation array."

In a bustling tavern in Silverlight City, three young men sat around a table, sipping their drinks with rich malty and fruity aromas while engaging in a lively discussion about the city's ruler.

Silverlight City, the most prestigious city in the Zakaria plane, is ruled by Duke Silverlight, whose legendary status dates back 370 years and whose strength is unfathomable.

"Why do you think Duke Silverlight would join the Blood War? Although His Excellency has already achieved legendary status, is the Blood War a place that ordinary people can go to? If something unexpected happens, this vast Silverlight City will be doomed."

After the other young man finished speaking, he glanced subtly at the elegantly dressed young man opposite him with a gentle, jade-like face.

Clearly, in this drinking party, this young man, who was obviously no ordinary person, was the absolute leader among the three, and also the core of the three young people.

Upon hearing this, the young man's lips curled into a slight smile. With a calm and composed demeanor, he set down the glass in his hand and then slowly spoke:
"It's just a mere Silverlight City. The Duke of Silverlight went to the Bloodbath this time for a possibility."

"possible?"

"What kind of possibility could make a legendary powerhouse take such a huge risk to go to the battlefield?"

The other two young men's eyes shone brightly, their curiosity and horror almost palpable.

The young man's vanity was greatly satisfied by his companion's performance. When pressed by his companion, he coughed lightly and said in a pretentious manner:

"This matter is of great importance. The clan chief specifically instructed us that we must not divulge it unless absolutely necessary."

You are my best friends, so it's okay for me to tell you this.

But remember this, never let this matter be spread, otherwise not only you, but I might also be punished, understand?

The other two people at the table nodded quickly upon hearing this, promising not to leak the matter.

Seeing this, the young man felt much more at ease, and then said in a low voice, "You should know that for mortals like us, the ultimate goal of cultivation is to become a legend."

Although the path to legend is vast and boundless, no matter how high one climbs, one is ultimately just an ordinary person.

The Silver Duke went to the battlefield because he had received news.

At this point, the atmosphere at the table suddenly became heavy. The two companions widened their eyes and their throats bobbed involuntarily, as if the young man's next words would touch upon the secrets of the multiverse.

"The news is that in a few months, an opportunity to ascend to godhood will appear on the main battlefield of the Bloodbath Land, namely the Myriad Abyss Plains!"

"An opportunity that, if seized, guarantees the attainment of a mid-level divine power!"

Boom! !

The young man's deep voice struck like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, causing his two companions beside him to be greatly shocked and stare blankly.

The opportunity to ascend to godhood!

To become a god of intermediate divine power!

Their breathing suddenly quickened. For most mortals in the multiverse, the distance between gods and them could only be described in one word: unreachable.

In fact, in the eyes of most mortals, legends are no different from gods.

Achieving legendary status is the dream of most ordinary people.

As for ascending to godhood, that was a thought I never dared to entertain.

The deeds of deities exist in ancient books, oral accounts from the elderly, and vague legends.

But now, they have truly come into contact with information about the gods.

Their city lord, the Silver Light Duke, who had achieved legendary status for over three hundred years, resolutely stepped into the battlefield to fight for the so-called opportunity to become a god, in order to transcend the mortal realm and become a deity!

Such decisiveness and courage would inspire admiration in anyone who understands the full picture.

How could the opportunity to become a god be obtained so easily? Not to mention, it was an opportunity to become a god in the midst of a bloody battle, which would inevitably attract the attention of many legends.

Even the gods would cast their gaze upon this battlefield, which had been raging for an unknown period of time.

This opportunity to become a god will inevitably become the absolute focus of the upcoming bloodbath and even the entire multiverse.

This opportunity to become a god will inevitably lead to a series of bloody battles!
The thought of countless legends risking their lives in a frenzied battle for that chance to become gods made their hearts clench violently.

They couldn't even imagine how tragic and shocking that scene would be.

While his companions were stunned into silence, the young man quietly left, and the moment he stepped out of the tavern, the corners of his mouth turned up even higher.

This is a gluttonous feast sweeping across the multiverse, a killing storm where countless legends vie for power, and he, along with tens of thousands of others like him, is the driving force behind this storm.

Countless legends will set off for the battlefield because of the news they spread, and thus perish there.

Perhaps, countless years later, in a hidden corner of the library, on a page of a dusty, heavy book, the complete account of this event will be recorded.

But now, with the opportunity to become a god, nothing else matters.

He composed himself, walked out of the tavern, and quickly disappeared into the street.

Outland Wastes, Plaguehorn.

This place is one of the two entrances to the bottomless abyss, and its existence date is unknown.

Click~
The crisp sound of footsteps fell, stirring up a cloud of dust, and a tall figure emerged from the green mist, heading straight for the entrance to Plaguehorn Town.

Before the guard at the entrance could speak, a magic crystal had already been flicked from his hand.

The guard held the magic crystal in his hand, letting the tall, aloof figure walk through them and into the Plaguehorn town behind him.

Only after the tall figure had completely disappeared from sight did the guards at the gate begin to chat.

"That murderous aura is truly terrifying. I wonder which crystal system it came from," a guard said in a low voice.

“Who says otherwise? Another legend. These days, legends are like they’re free. Before, you could only see one legend every few days, but now hundreds appear every day.” Another guard chimed in.

Then, the third guard continued, "Hey, isn't it all because of that rumor? That the Blood Battle Grounds will present an opportunity for godhood? How can anyone actually believe such a thing?"

“I heard this was spread through the Goblin and Dwarf Merchant Guild, and it seems to have been judged by the God of Justice and Contracts, so its authenticity seems reliable,” the fourth guard countered. “That’s right. So many legends can’t be fools. If this information wasn’t accurate, why would they be rushing here to make their way to the Bloodbath Grounds?” the first guard nodded and said.

"I can't even imagine. If I were to obtain that opportunity to become a god, would I be able to become a god directly? A god of intermediate divine power!" The second guard's eyes gleamed with anticipation.

"Stop dreaming! You, a mere extraordinary being, dare to covet it? Be careful that the legends in town don't hear you, or they'll kill you on a whim!"

"Hiss~ That's right, that's right."

Seemingly wary of the town's legends, the four guards immediately stopped their discussion and stood at the entrance again.

What happened in Plaguehorn was not an isolated case. After the news of the opportunity to become a god spread, the traffic in Sigil City, Styx Entrance, and even major interstellar transit stations all surged.

As traffic surged, everyone noticed that legendary powerhouses, who were once rare, were now appearing one after another as if they were free.

Some even encountered legendary powerhouses from the Crystal Wall System who were famous hundreds or even thousands of years ago.

Those terrifyingly old legends, exuding an aura of age and with eyes so cloudy that the whites of their eyes are almost invisible, send chills down your spine just by looking at them.

Whether they are young legends or aging legends, their ultimate goal is the battlefield.

Driven by that almost certain opportunity to ascend to godhood, almost every legendary figure with aspirations set off for the battlefield, all for that very moment.

Earth, Qingxu Cave Heaven, Qingxu Palace, a flying shuttle stopped in front of the magnificent palace gate, and Juliano and Matthew stepped off the flying shuttle.

Matthew's eyes were filled with complex emotions as he looked at the grand hall before him and said with a sigh, "Iuliano, I really can't imagine what kind of confidence it takes to spread that news."

Iuliano still wore a professional yet unobtrusive smile. He looked at Matthew and said, "So, he is Mr. Gao Yang, the one who is famous throughout the multiverse as the Lord of Calamity Sword."

Matthew shook his head, still somewhat puzzled, and said, "That's the divine spark of a mid-level deity. Even mortals who haven't embarked on cultivation can become deities by obtaining it."

I can't imagine anyone being able to resist this level of temptation.

"So what? The Goblin and Dwarf Merchant Guild is their backer. Didn't that God of the Ten Thousand Gold Gears die at the hands of Mr. Gao Yang?"

Juliano stepped forward, "Since Mr. Gaoyang has the strength to kill a weak deity, then a medium-level deity is not far from him."

"If he truly merged with the divine essence, that would probably be unacceptable to Mr. Gao Yang."

Matthew paused, naturally understanding the meaning behind Iuliano's words.

Godhood represents supreme power, but it also signifies an insurmountable shackle and cage.

If one rejects divinity and refuses to become a god, then the only way to continue moving forward is to constantly climb the path of the extraordinary.

"What confidence!"

Matthew shook his head and followed Juliano into the Hall of Purity.

Inside the Mingguang Hall, Gao Yang sat cross-legged in mid-air. His body had swelled several times its original size and was still undergoing violent deformation, as if dozens of frenzied giant elephants were inside his skin.

An almost liquid willpower flowed from Gao Yang's body, completely enveloping it. No matter how his body changed shape, it never suffered any damage.

As time slowly passed, the degree of deformation of his body began to decrease.

Another half hour passed, and his body had fully recovered.

Only then did Gao Yang open his eyes and exhale a breath of stale air.

Immediately afterwards, a notification appeared before his eyes, following his thoughts:
"Important Notice from the Network: The legendary character class - the unique War God class - has been upgraded to level 32!"

"Network notification: You have received a legendary professional baptism, and your life essence, attack bonus, willpower, and related basic resistances have been permanently increased by a moderate amount!"

"Network notification: Peak Nourishment trait has been activated, this time the life increase is +500%."

"Network notification: Life essence enhancement successful, mutation resistance successful, physical mutation probability -1%, current physical mutation probability: 48%."

"Network notification: Successfully resisted three aberrations, peak will activated, character-related physical/willpower assessment +1, physical potential rank +1."

"Important notice from the network: You have gained one legendary attribute point."

"Network notification: You have gained 1 Legendary Class Skill Point."

For a full year and one month, Gao Yang cultivated in the Bright Light Pool, and the results were extremely remarkable.

For example, in terms of level, it has been upgraded from level 29 a year ago to level 32 now. During this period, it has undergone three peak nourishment and successfully resisted three aberrations.

The legendary skill points have increased by three, and there is even one legendary attribute point.

Moreover, in the past fifty years, he has cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to the point of mastery of the eighth level.

Of course, as a price, his dimensional core had been completely consumed and used as nourishment for the advancement of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Without the vast amount of energy provided by the dimensional core, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts would not have improved so rapidly.

It is important to know that the further one progresses in cultivation, the slower the pace will become. As the most advanced technique, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts will only become more and more difficult to cultivate.

Being able to advance to a higher level within fifty years is already the limit.

Gao Yang paused for a moment, then added the newly acquired legendary attribute point to his strength.

Familiar pain resurfaced, but Gao Yang's eyes remained unmoved as he calmly accepted it all.

Half an hour passed, and the pain gradually subsided. Gao Yang opened his integrated network panel, and his personal information appeared before his eyes:
Name: Gao Yang
Class: The One and Only God of War (LV32)

Health: 100%
Dou Qi: 5600000/5600000
Strength: 43→44
Agility: 35
Constitution: 43
Intelligence: 28
Charisma: 37
Perception: 28
Willpower (Hidden): 44→45
Free attribute points: 0; Extraordinary attribute points: 0; Legendary attribute points: 0; Legendary skill points: 1;

Legendary Reputation: 879

Looking at the personal information in front of him, Gao Yang's eyes flashed with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Fifty years of arduous training resulted in the greatest increase in his total amount of battle qi.

A total of five million units of battle qi is legendary, even for most legendary figures. (End of Chapter)