Chapter 769

Terrifying, powerful, brutal.

These are their synonyms.

Every time they appear,

it signifies the fall of a city on Blue Star.

The national borders where Blue Star has fallen—

eighty percent of them are the work of the Demigod Race!

Ruins of the Gods,

commonly known as the 'Human Forbidden Zone,'

are like a mass of thick fog,

covering an ever-increasing area.

Jingcheng.

The Zhang family's quaint courtyard.

"Yucheng, you don't need to go to the border trial."

Looking at his father's stern expression,

Zhang Yucheng was somewhat puzzled.

"Why?"

"Didn't you say my strength was already sufficient to participate?"

Zhang's father, the number one swordsman of the Dragon Nation,

known by those abroad as the Dragon Nation Sword Head, a top-tier Seventh Advancement practitioner.

Zhang Linfeng looked at his son and asked, "Do you know what the Demigod Race is?"

"Of course I do, they are very strong."

"No, you don't," Zhang Linfeng interrupted, "If you knew, you wouldn't want to participate in the border trial."

"Our Zhang family doesn't want to end its lineage yet!"

At the same time,

Magic Capital Martial Academy,

in a secret chamber.

Just like at the Jingyu Martial Mansion,

the candidates for the border trial all need to be selected through a tryout.

This secret chamber is actually a concealed training ground.

An instructor and dozens of young practitioners stood there.

The Magic Martial instructor said, "For this year's border trial, our Magic Martial branch has been allocated two spots."

"Currently, they are tentatively Wan Jingyao and Di Yimin."

"Those who wish to challenge them, state your age, level, and class, then step forward."

As the words fell,

the instructor scanned the room and found that every student's face carried a hint of fear.

The reports about the Demigod Race over these years were deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.

To go to the border trial

means facing those terrifying creatures!

Who would want to go?

Just like a teacher taking roll call in class,

everyone's expression was somewhat evasive.

Beside the instructor, the two tentatively selected individuals looked even more terrified!

A few days ago, they were still proud and complacent about being directly selected.

Now, it seemed like a hot potato!

They were all wondering

if they had offended someone who wanted to send them to their deaths!

Several minutes passed,

and still no one stepped forward.

Wan Jingyao and Di Yimin were almost breaking out in cold sweat.

The instructor also sighed.

The border trial

was originally a trial that everyone wanted to participate in.

The opponents were top-tier practitioners from various countries,

and everyone's strength was roughly the same.

Even if there were casualties, they were very rare exceptions,

yet the rewards were extremely generous.

Now that the three great Demon Races have suddenly emerged,

it is only natural that these little ones are afraid to go.

"Since no one is challenging, then it is confirmed that—"

"Wait a moment!"

Just at this moment,

a voice suddenly came from the entrance of the secret chamber.

The door was pushed open,

and light shone in.

In the eyes of Wan Jingyao and Di Yimin, this light was like the dawn of day.

Everyone looked over.

Clad in crimson battle armor,

with the blood of an unknown dark green demon still hanging on his face,

Ji Yuan carried a two-meter-long giant spiked mace on his shoulder,

a smile cracking at the corners of his mouth:

"Nineteen years old, level 35, SS-rank Warrior, Ji Yuan."

"Please, seniors, grant me your guidance!"

Magic Capital,

Little Lei Yinsi.

An elderly abbot knelt on a cushion and said earnestly:

"Mishaluo, you must go on this trip."

"No, this monk is not going!" Mishaluo shook his head repeatedly!

Those are the Demigod Race!

Whoever wants to go can go!

The elderly abbot looked at the Buddha behind him and said sincerely, "It is not I who asks you to go; it is the Buddha who asks you to go."

"Who is the Buddha? I don't know him!" Mishaluo said bluntly.

"You! You scoundrel!" The abbot was furious.

Mishaluo smiled without a word.

Send this monk to his death!

Let alone the Buddha,

it wouldn't matter who came!

Besides,

the Buddha

is the deity in this monk's heart,

while the Demigod Race—