“Welcome to Planet Desolation and to the arena where you will fight to your death.”
“From now onward, the formation of Planet Desolation will gradually shrink toward the central region. Anyone contaminated by the formation will instantly die no matter your cultivation base. To survive, you will have to head to the center of the planet. Each of you will have a thousand years of lifespan. A thousand years from now, all of you will be eradicated by the formation. To survive, you will have to annihilate the other living beings on the planet. Killing one person would gain you an additional three thousand years of lifespan. Those who survive till the end will obtain a huge providence.”
…
A voice came from the sky.
Upon hearing this, James froze.
‘What’s going on?’
He calmed down and contemplated. From these words, there seemed to be a powerful individual on Planet Desolation that ruled over everything. Providence… What providence?
James was puzzled.
At that moment, the voice continued.
“Throughout the history of the Greater Realms, there are unparalleled secret arts that have existed, such as the Human Race’s Blithe Omniscience and the Doom Race’s Chaos Sacred Art. These are well-known in the Greater Realms. The providence of Planet Desolation is no weaker than the ones I mentioned. Have you ever heard of the Primal Mantra? It’s something comparable to Blithe Omniscience and the Chaos Sacred Art. Back then, a war broke out on Planet Desolation because of the Primal Mantra. This caused the Space Race to suffer enormous casualties. As such, they became one of the weakest races from the hegemon of the universe. The last one standing will have a chance of obtaining the Primal Mantra. Alright now, let the fight to the death commence!”
The voice grew increasingly weaker until it completely disappeared.
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