Our eldest brother never hides good things from us.

"I am aware of your concerns and understand that the rampant demonic scourge is a great calamity for the Demon Realm. I will not let this disagreement sever the struggle for the God-King title. I propose a fair method, and you are all free to judge whether it is just."

The four clan leaders' expressions softened slightly as they waited for him to continue.

"The war between the gods and kings is crucial to the rise and fall of the Taotie clan for the next ten thousand years. As the chieftain of the Taotie clan, I naturally want to do everything in my power to win. You should all understand this."

Lin Wanli continued, "You have your reasons for disagreeing, and I have my reasons for insisting. My Taotie Clan cannot compromise on the matter of external aid, but I can offer you some conditions."

"What are the conditions?"

The Nine-Tailed Clan Chief asked suspiciously.

"Our clan's young patriarch, Lin Yuan, will participate in this battle according to the normal procedure."

Lin Wanli patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder, "If he wins, the matter of external aid will be canceled. But if he loses, Chang Wen will fight. At that time, any of your four clans can freely choose to fight Chang Wen below the Mahayana level."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

"Lin Wanli, you've got a really big plan."

The Nine-Tailed Clan Chief smiled.

"I agree!"

Before the Nine-Tailed Clan Chief could finish speaking, the Kunpeng Clan Chief interrupted him, "Since the changes have already been made, why don't we add another match to our God King War, making it two matches in total?"

"How about one round for the younger generation under 100 years old, and one round for the older generation under 3,000 years old?"

The Kunpeng clan was already at a disadvantage in the God-King War, and their chances of winning were even lower than those of the Taotie clan.

Now that Lin Wanli has interrupted, he can take advantage of the chaos. If another match were added, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.

"I agree!"

Lin Wanli readily agreed. He had already learned about Chang Wen's combat strength.

Once the Mahayana realm is reached, no one can do anything to Changwen.

The demon race's geniuses who are three thousand years old are generally in the early Mahayana stage, so as long as Chang Wen fights, they will basically win.

"I agree as well."

The Phoenix Clan Chief also expressed his opinion.

"Since you've changed your minds at the last minute, then I won't hold back anymore. How about raising the age limit for the second round to ten thousand years old?"

The Dragon Clan Chief proposed.

It's no wonder he acted this way; it's just that Lin Wanli agreed to the suggestion so readily when Chief Kunpeng made it.

As an ancient being who had lived for tens of thousands of years, he felt that Chang Wen was definitely not simple. The age limit had to be raised to ten thousand years to be on the safe side.

Long live the Emperor! In the demon race, this is already the threshold of the sixth or seventh level of the Mahayana realm. His Dragon Clan's Dragon Town is at the seventh level of the Mahayana realm.

If the age limit for the second match were set at 10,000 years old, the Dragon Clan would still have a significant advantage in winning.

"Hooray!"

The four clan leaders, led by Lin Wanli, fell into deep thought and agreed one after another.

Two competitions are fair to everyone.

Moreover, this makes everyone feel that their chances of winning are much higher.

So the decision was made very quickly.

"There's a problem: changing the rules is easy, but how do we determine the winner?"

The dragon clan chief inquired.

This is a crucial question.

If the winners of the first and second matches are not from the same race, who should be declared the winner?

"How about this?"

Lin Wanli had already come up with a plan and said, "Let's finish both matches first. If both matches are won by the same clan, then we'll call it a day."

"But if different races win, the race that wins the junior's match can fight the race that wins the senior's match again to determine the outcome."

With no objections from the four clans, the rules were renegotiated.

"Chang Wen, since the rules have changed, you should fight in the junior battle to secure a victory. I have my own plans for the older generation."

Lin Wanli quickly made arrangements.

"Uncle Lin, I'd like to ask, what is the strongest level of power under ten thousand years old?"

Chang Wen inquired.

"Generally speaking, it is common in the sixth or seventh level of Mahayana Buddhism."

Lin Wanli answered truthfully, "The strongest should be the Dragon Clan's Dragon Town, an eight-clawed golden dragon, at the seventh level of the Mahayana stage. Its true combat strength is comparable to the ninth level of the Mahayana stage or even the peak."

Chang Wen was silent for a moment, then looked at Lin Wanli and asked, "Uncle Lin, is there anyone in the clan who can rival him?"

As soon as he said this...

Lin Wanli's expression was visibly somber as he shook his head and said, "No."

"I have another question. If we win the God King War, will we be able to command the entire Demon Ruins?"

Chang Wen asked again.

"The God-King War is to determine the royal family's affiliation. Once the royal family's position is confirmed, they can naturally command the Demon Ruins. I and the other four clan leaders have already established a Heavenly Dao Pact, and none of us will go back on our word."

Lin Wanli answered truthfully, then frowned and looked at Chang Wen, "Nephew, you wouldn't be thinking of...?"

I want to give it a try.

Chang Wen's expression was serious. "If we want the Demon Ruins to support the Northern Wilderness, we have to win the God King Battle. But if I fight in the Junior Battle, then after the competition... I will most likely still lose to the Dragon Clan. So I want to try the Senior Battle."

The words fell.

Lin Wanli and his wife, Lin Baoding, and the entire Taotie clan elders fell silent.

To participate in a battle between late-stage Mahayana cultivators with the strength of a peak Tribulation Transcending cultivator is simply too insane.

They'd never even heard of it.

Only Chu Xinghe remained calm, secretly thinking that his senior brother had finally decided to make a move.

"Nephew, are you sure...?"

Lin Wanli couldn't help but confirm.

"Sure."

Chang Wen nodded. "There is no better way than this. If the other four races win the God-King War, then the matter of supporting the Northern Wilderness will become a distant prospect, so I want to give it a try."

"Since you want to try, I'll grant your wish!"

Lin Wanli was determined to take a gamble on Chang Wen.

Although sending the older generation to fight seemed safer, he chose to trust Chang Wen.

Fifty-one elders, including Chang Shouchun, all sent telepathic messages to Lin Wanli, urging him to reconsider. However, Lin Wanli rejected all their pleas and had no choice but to give up.

Chang Wen was very grateful.

Lin Wanli's willingness to entrust the fate of his clan to him was an act of absolute trust, and he naturally did his utmost.

This is the end.

The selection of participants from the Taotie Clan has been finalized: Chang Wen and Lin Yuan.

Without further ado, let's get straight to the fight.

Because this battle concerns the fate of the five races for the next ten thousand years, the two matches were scheduled at different times.

Everyone must keep a close eye on the battle to prevent any slight deviation.

The first competition was between the younger generation.

"Go, Yuan'er, I'll cover for you."

Before Lin Yuan left, Chang Wen sent him a telepathic message.

Lin Yuan nodded, and then walked to the center of the field without hesitation, standing with the other four races' youths.

The five individuals, each representing the future of one of the five ethnic groups, have garnered significant attention.

The disciples of the Haoran Immortal Sect, watching through the light screen, were equally focused.

Although Lin Yuan was a member of the Taotie clan, he was also their fellow disciple.

The news of Lin Yuan's feasting on Qionghua Peak still rings in my ears, as if it were yesterday. Today, Lin Yuan stands on the highest stage in the Demon Ruins, facing the scrutiny of the times.

While they were filled with admiration, they couldn't help but feel worried for Lin Yuan.

Han Yaodong and Han Xiao, in particular, had higher expectations for Lin Yuan than others.

They let Lin Yuan eat for free on Qionghua Peak for several months in exchange for the promise that Lin Yuan would repay them if he became successful in the future.

If Lin Yuan wins, their initial investment will undoubtedly yield huge returns, which is something to look forward to.

soon.

An old man in black robes appeared at the Judgment Platform to preside over the first round of the competition.