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The golden ape nodded in satisfaction as it looked at their terrified expressions.

It turned around, looked at the other eleven magical beasts, and said in a deep voice.

"Let's party!"

"There's another batch coming."

Eleven magical beasts roared excitedly at the same time, and like eleven moving hills, they marched towards the trembling contestants in the valley.

The ground trembled violently under their footsteps, and gravel fell from the rock face.

The black tiger opened its blood-red maw and swallowed three contestants who couldn't escape in time.

The sound of chewing echoed through the valley, and blood spilled from the corner of its mouth, dripping onto the ground.

A giant crimson python coiled around the mountain wall, and with a sweep of its tail, it sent more than a dozen contestants flying, crashing into the rock face and turning them into puffs of blood mist.

Then it was rolled into my mouth.

The black lizard lay on the ground, its long tongue lolling out as it swirled up the contestants one by one, stuffing them into its mouth and crunching away, the sound of bones breaking clearly audible.

The blood stained the entire valley red.

Some people desperately rammed into that golden barrier, their heads bleeding profusely, but the barrier remained completely unmoved.

Some people knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy to the monsters. Their foreheads hit the rocks, turning them into bloody messes. The monsters didn't even glance at them, but stomped down on them, crushing them into meat patties.

Some people tried to hide in the crevices of the rock wall, but the monster slapped the rock and smashed it into powder along with the rock wall.

Most martial artists tried to resist, but their spiritual techniques were merely tickling the monsters.

The countless shattered local magical artifacts were no different from scrap metal in their eyes.

Naked slaughter!

A one-sided crushing defeat!

A ninth-rank martial artist is like an ant in front of a grandmaster-level magical beast.

They didn't even have a chance to escape.

Wang Long lay behind a high rock, watching the tragic scenes unfolding in the valley with a calm expression.

The life or death of others is none of his concern.

Wang Long was waiting for an opportunity to snag a bargain.

If not, then we have no choice but to leave this place of trouble.

Rankings don't matter, life is the most important!

At that moment, the space within the barrier began to twist and deform, forming spatial cracks.

Countless figures were thrown out from the spatial rift.

Like dumplings being dropped into a pot, they crashed and thudded into the valley.

The golden ape looked at the figures descending from the sky and shouted excitedly.

"Hahaha!"

It burst into laughter, its voice echoing through the valley.

"A new batch of blood offerings has arrived!"

The golden ape turned around, looked at the newcomers who had just been teleported in, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of its mouth.

"Welcome to my...slaughterhouse."

Wang Long lay prone behind the rock, watching the densely packed figures of people falling from the sky, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Those people were dressed in rags, their faces were blank, and they staggered.

Some people were still holding magical artifacts, some were still holding books in their arms, some were still muttering something, and some had smiles on their faces.

Without exception, everyone's eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Clearly, they did not come here voluntarily.

"What's going on? Wasn't I in the middle of a secret realm challenge? Where am I? Is this an illusion?"

"Am I not receiving a legacy?"

"Holy crap, so many monsters?!"

Those who had just been teleported here were somewhat bewildered. The spatial rifts were increasing, and the number of people being teleported here was also constantly growing.

Wang Long remembered that there were caves, ruins, and realms within realms within the Heavenly Palace Secret Realm.

In every edition of the Ten Thousand Dynasties Championship, all the participants who survived have already successfully advanced to the Grandmaster realm.

Those who were teleported here are clearly experiencing these things.

But at their most critical moment, they were forcibly teleported here.

This means that some of the trials and inheritances are fake!

"Hiss~"

Wang Long became increasingly alarmed. How could this small secret realm be filled with traps?!

No wonder the survival rate is so low!

This struggle for supremacy among dynasties is more of a necessary path for a ninth-rank martial artist to advance.

It's more like a once-in-a-century carnival for these Warcraft creatures!

"Eat! Eat whatever you want today!"

"Eat until you're satisfied, eat until you're sick of it!"

The golden ape roared excitedly.

It suddenly raised one of its huge feet and stomped into the crowd.

boom!

The ground trembled violently, cracking open with several huge fissures.

Several contestants who couldn't dodge in time were trampled into a bloody pulp, their blood spurting out and splashing onto the golden ape's leg.

It bent down, stretched out its huge palm, grabbed a middle-aged man who was desperately running away, and crushed him in its palm like an ant.

The middle-aged man struggled desperately, grabbing the golden ape's fingers with both hands, trying to pry them open, but he couldn't even budge them by a crack.

His face flushed red, veins bulged, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"No...no...please...no..."

The golden ape ignored his pleas for mercy, opened its blood-red maw, and threw the middle-aged man whole into its mouth.

"Click~ Click~"

It chewed twice, and blood spilled from the corner of its mouth, dripping down its golden fur.

The middle-aged man's screams abruptly stopped.

Everyone in the valley witnessed this scene.

Many people knelt on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.

But those monsters showed no mercy.

They began to eat.

The black lizard opened its blood-red maw and swallowed three people whole.

The red python coiled around the mountain wall, biting a young man who was desperately climbing up, dragging him into its mouth, and chewing him with a crunching sound.

A giant gray wolf rampaged through the crowd, devouring people one by one, swallowing them whole, and then biting again.

Screams, cries, and pleas for mercy mingled together, echoing through the valley.

blood.

Blood was everywhere!

Blood pooled into streams, flowing from high to low, staining the entire valley floor dark red.

It's like hell on earth!

"Damn it, damn it!"

"Why are there twelve Grandmaster-level magical beasts in this secret realm? We haven't heard a thing about it!"

"Let's charge out together! We can't just sit here and wait to die!"

A dozen or so peak ninth-rank martial artists were unwilling to become creatures of these magical beasts, and they were determined to leave this place even if it meant risking their lives!

"kill!"

With someone taking the lead, they were willing to burn their lives to fight these monsters to the death!

The next moment, hundreds of people fought desperately together.

The dozens of people were all surrounded by the spiritual energy fluctuations of a half-step grandmaster.

"Haha, these blood delicacies are really interesting. So what if they're half-step Grandmasters?"

The monsters completely disregarded them!

They are still ants, still their food!

"It doesn't matter, we'll just play with them and keep them entertained."

"That's right, after decades of boredom, things are finally starting to get interesting!"

Upon seeing this scene.

Wang Long felt that there was no need for him to stay there any longer.

The most important thing is to hurry up and collect the Heavenly Stones from other places.

Just then, a familiar figure fell out of the spatial rift inside the protective shield.

Wang Long was taken aback and subconsciously looked over.

A cool and aloof face, dressed in white.

It was Xu Wanyun!