Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 390 The Holy Race and the Competition Galaxy

This group of demons was extremely conspicuous in the entire hall; it would be difficult for Bai Yang not to notice them even if he wanted to.

Two strange monsters with serrated shells on their backs were seen huddled together, naturally revealing their true forms.

A large group of servants surrounded them.

Having spent a long time in the demon realm, Bai Yang was able to distinguish the faces of these different races.

In fact, they all carried an arrogant air, a pride that only the Holy Clan possessed.

There were several other groups of royal family members, similar to the Time-Space Nightmare Beast, in the hall.

They all tacitly kept their distance from that group and were unwilling to get close.

"A serrated shell, and a tail with sharp spikes trailing behind it... this must be a descendant of the Demon Ancestor."

Bai Yang confirmed their identities with a single glance.

The two demons were arrogant and didn't even glance at their surroundings, resting on their own.

Therefore, they did not notice Bai Yang's gaze.

Gradually, more and more demons appeared in the hall.

Many people who aren't even royalty have appeared here.

These diverse races are all quite formidable in terms of strength.

After the entire hall was filled with about ten thousand demons, a creature resembling a feathered bat appeared on a high platform.

He shouted loudly at the demons here:

"You are all participants in this battle of the strongest!"

"Come with me now, I'll take you to the special spaceship and send you to the competition star system."

After saying that, it turned around and walked towards a wide corridor on the side of the hall.

The two members of the Holy Race took the lead and followed immediately.

The other teams also seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, following a certain racial order.

With the secret guidance of Rigot and Spencer, Bai Yang managed to secure a relatively high position within the royal family.

He had only taken a few steps when he noticed that many of the demons around him were looking at the Abyss clone with strange eyes.

It was a mixed expression of envy, jealousy, and disdain, which was quite annoying to look at.

It was inconvenient to ask his two subordinates about this, so he secretly inquired about it in his mind.

"Star Guardian, what's going on?"

"They might think you're insecure and afraid to show your true body shape."

That's why I look down on your cowardice.

Bai Yang was taken aback and asked in confusion:

"Me? Inferiority complex?"

Star Guardian chuckled:

"The customs of the demon race are different from ours."

The spacetime clone is only about 80 kilometers long, which is considered thin and small among the spacetime nightmare beasts.

They think that if you need to use an Abyss clone disguised as a puppet at this point, it's like a human using height-increasing shoes.

Bai Yang found it both funny and absurd; he couldn't believe such a misunderstanding existed.

"The battle of the strong is also divided into elimination rounds and arena battles. It's better to establish your authority early and save yourself some trouble."

A thought struck him, and he instantly switched to his clone.

The spacetime clone floated above the group, and a powerful aura swept outwards.

The more powerful the demons around him were, the more they could sense his strength.

Their survival instincts warned them of the danger posed by Bai Yang.

Even the two members of the Holy Clan and Demon Clan who were walking at the very front were already quite far from Bai Yang's position.

At this moment, he also turned around and looked over, secretly assessing his strength.

The look of disdain in Bai Yang's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by wariness and vigilance.

The footsteps of those around them began to change unconsciously.

Even those families ahead of them, whose races ranked higher than the Time-Space Nightmare Beasts, quickened their pace.

This left a large empty space around the Whiteley family's entire group, making them suddenly very conspicuous.

The nearly ten thousand demon race members quickly arrived at a space port inside the checkpoint.

Several enormous interstellar warships are moored here, with specially designed hatches that are exceptionally large.

Following all the teams into the interior of one of the ships, Bai Yang was also amazed.

Each of the participants was even assigned a private cabin to rest in.

The large area is more like a courtyard than a cabin.

Once all the demons had arrived, the giant ship immediately left the checkpoint and began to accelerate its jump.

Holding a small booklet, Rigault stood in front of Bai Yang and introduced it:

"Master, the event organizers just sent us an explanation."

Next, we'll head to the dedicated star system for the competition.

Bai Yang asked, "How will the competition be conducted this time? Have the detailed rules been released?"

Rigault nodded seriously, opened the booklet, and began to introduce:

"There are roughly 800,000 representatives from various territories, and now more than 60% of them have gathered in the competition galaxy."

The rest will arrive within six months.

Our first challenge is the most brutal elimination battle.

Ultimately, only one thousand members of the clan can qualify for the arena battle.

Bai Yang asked, "How exactly will the elimination process work?"

Rigault explained:

"The competition galaxy is a special miniature galaxy."

It has only one star and ten planets orbiting it.

Each planet has one hundred thrones, and whoever retains their seat after five years will be promoted.

Bai Yang raised an eyebrow and smiled:

"So, the best way to guarantee advancement is to kill all 80,000 contestants on that single planet?"

Rigot and the surrounding demons were sweating profusely as they listened. He said awkwardly:

That's how it is in theory.

However, because it is a miniature star system, people can fly to other planets if they are willing to spend the time.

This method is probably not very suitable...

Bai Yang smiled and nodded: "Not bad, not bad!"

It seems that some members of the tribe had done this before, which is why such a rule was established.

We should emulate the deeds of our predecessors.

Ruigao was taken aback and quickly advised:

"Sir, this will incur public wrath!"

It is said that this was something that the Lord of Changjiu did when he rose to power.

you……"

Bai Yang laughed and said, "So it was him?"

"I understand, I won't be rash."

The Lord of Changjiu is arguably the most powerful and terrifying cosmic ruler among the demon race.

Its status is second only to the Dream Demon Ancestor and the Tremor Demon Ancestor.

After Bai Yang learned that he had done such things before, he could no longer suppress his thoughts.

Seeing how casually he agreed, Rigault realized that Rigault hadn't taken his warning seriously at all.

He looked pleadingly at Spencer beside him, only to see the fox shake its head impassively, clearly not believing it was something that could be advised against.

As a newly appointed subject, what more could he possibly say?

They could only pray in their hearts that their patriarch would suffer a minor setback at the start of the competition and change his behavior slightly.

There were more than seventy participants on this spaceship.

After the spaceship emerged from the dark universe, Bai Yang and his companions were naturally placed on the same planet.

They arrived late and could only travel to the seventh planet.

As for the servants, they would remain on the giant ship indefinitely if their master died.

Then it will automatically be transferred to the winner, who can then take it away.

After more than seventy people left the spaceship, they dispersed and landed separately.

Even people who know each other must not join forces.

Otherwise, even if they win, they will be despised by the rest of the tribe.

But what's really going on in private is hard to say.

(End of this chapter)