Chapter 545

The spectator area erupted.

Nothing is more thrilling than watching an unlucky wretch suffer misfortune,

more invigorating.

Especially at a time like this, when the hopes of an entire race rest on the outcome,

it's just too tragic.

Good thing, good thing it's not one of my own race.

The Human Race, ranked twelfth among the Myriad Races,

with a sequence ranking of over eight thousand,

simply didn't attract much attention from the other races.

The thirty-two stars the Human Race fielded — no one cared about them either.

Only,

because of the Holy Son of Eternal Night,

this unlucky human had drawn enormous attention.

Quite a few people began searching for information on Su Yu.

"Haha, and this is supposed to be the Human Race's First Star?"

"In front of the Holy Son of Eternal Night, even the First Star of the Hundred Races is helpless!"

"What a damn unlucky bastard. Sigh, you guys are truly cruel, building your happiness on the suffering of others. Unlike me — I'm laughing so hard my mouth is cramping."

"Hahahaha…"

First Star — just hearing the name, you knew this was the one who carried the greatest hope of the Human Race.

Now,

facing the Holy Son of Eternal Night, one could say there was no saving him.

Many races had each cultivated a single supreme prodigy,

called the Holy Son or Holy Maiden.

Hoping to achieve a better ranking in the Myriad Races Ranking War.

The Elf Race's Elf Princess, Ai Ai Liya, was exactly such a case.

However,

everyone understood the principle of not putting all one's eggs in one basket.

So they hadn't devoted all their efforts to cultivating just one participant.

If by some mishap,

or bad luck, an accident occurred,

one could say the hope of an entire race would be destroyed.

Therefore, besides Ai Ai Liya, the Elf Race

had also cultivated the Seven Elf Sons.

The Human Race, with its various great powers, had even selected thirty-two stars.

"Heh, this Su Yu… he's going to laugh me to death."

The Elf Prince, Zhu Li, burst out laughing.

This damn bastard was just too damn unlucky.

He didn't know what cooperation the Elf Queen had reached with the Human Race,

but… this Human Race First Star, encountering the Holy Son of Eternal Night right at the start,

any cooperation would likely be cut short.

"Su Xing… are you the reincarnation of the God of Misfortune?"

Wu Ziwei Chenfeng stared at the information on his terminal,

within a thousand miles around him, there wasn't a single territory,

yet Su Yu had one every thousand meters…

Truly absurd.

"Su Yu, since you're the Throne of Black Night… maybe, possibly, probably, perhaps, there's a way, right?"

Xia Tianxuan's eyes welled with tears; her heart was filled with sorrow, so anxious she was about to cry.

The Throne of Black Night — at the early stage, what one obtained was likely only a cultivation technique inheritance,

how could it possibly cope with… such a powerful territory?

The Eternal Night Race, the second sequence of the Myriad Races,

Secondary to the Myriad Worlds' Seven Great Races,

brought pressure that was simply too immense.

"Heh."

"Su Yu, this is as far as you go."

In the Human Race rest area,

a white-haired old man revealed a smile.

This was the first time he had met Su Yu

face to face on the Myriad Worlds Battlefield;

before, he had only stared fixedly at Su Yu from afar.

This was not Wan Jie Cheng, not a safe zone.

However,

he could do nothing about Su Yu either.

He wanted to know what changes had taken place on Xia Tianxuan's body,

wanted to know the mystery on Su Yu's body,

if it weren't for the Lord,

with the Soul-Searching Art of the cultivation civilization, it would be effortless.

Unfortunately, the Lord's soul is protected by the Myriad Worlds Battlefield,

and it is simply impossible to read his memories.

And this place is the area where the Ten Thousand Races Ranking Battle is held,

he could not possibly... go and kill a contestant.

Not to mention the condemnation from within the Human Race,

just the Seven Divine Thrones standing above the clouds,

a single glance from any one of them would be enough to kill him.

So even if he was angry, he could only hold it in.

But now, seeing that the territory next to Su Yu's was the Eternal Night Saint's territory,

the frustration in the white-haired elder's heart dissipated pleasantly.

Once you lose the halo of the Ten Thousand Races Ranking Battle,

you're just an ant,

at that time,

no one in the Human Race will care what happens to you,

no one will care how I deal with you.

And you... how you will die.

A smile flashed in the white-haired elder's eyes,

what he pursues is a flawless Dao heart.

His flawlessness,

is to utterly erase all those who displease his eyes!

This Su Yu has been jumping around in front of him for months now,

it has been several thousand years since he last suffered such grievance.

Finally, the curtain has fallen.

Finally, it has come to an end.