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Chapter 523: Doomsday Battlefield, Administration (1)

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Yu Huang felt regretful when she saw the woman suddenly disappear from the spot.

She wasn’t full yet.

Yu Huang stared at the yellow sand under her feet and vaguely understood the rules of this ancient battlefield.

The Beast Tamers here were indeed from the three thousand worlds. However, there was a barrier between each world. The yellow sand wrapped around the woman’s body was probably the barrier.

In Yu Huang’s eyes, that woman was covered in yellow sand. Presumably, in that woman’s eyes, she was also covered in yellow sand.

Interesting.

Xuan Yu flew back to Yu Huang’s shoulder. Yu Huang stroked Xuan Yu’s head and saw that the corner of Xuan Yu’s mouth was drooling. Her heart instantly skipped a beat.

She shouldn’t have let Xuan Yu eat the meat of the Nine Dragons Beast.

“Let’s continue.”

…

At the same time.

On the Infant Spirit Continent.

Everyone only saw a white light flash at the exit of the ancient battlefield. In the next second, a woman in a green dress was sent flying and her body fell heavily to the ground. The woman was seriously injured and the whip in her hand was covered in blood.

She laid on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood with a pale face.

Seeing the clan badge of the Candle Dragon Race on the woman’s shoulder, many people turned to look in the direction of the Candle Dragon Race’s elders.

They really didn’t expect that among the top ten families, the first to be eliminated was actually a disciple of the Candle Dragon Race.

At this moment, the Second Elder of the Candle Dragon Race was sitting on a solid wooden armchair. The armrest of the armchair was made into the shape of a Candle Dragon, making it look mighty and sinister.

The old man sitting on the armchair had a pair of walnuts in his hand. He closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair, looking like he was resting. A middle-aged man bent down and leaned against the side of the Second Elder of the Candle Dragon Race. He reminded him in a low voice, “Second Elder, Zhu Ying has been eliminated.”

“Zhu Ying?”

The ancient battlefield had just been opened for a little more than twenty minutes. It had only been twenty minutes since Zhu Ying entered the ancient battlefield. In the Candle Dragon Race, where geniuses gathered, although Zhu Ying wasn’t the disciple with the highest cultivation level, she was still a little girl who had passed the clan’s examination and was successfully promoted to a core disciple of the Candle Dragon Race.

Logically speaking, with Zhu Ying’s strength, she shouldn’t have been eliminated so early.

The Second Elder slowly opened his eyes a crack and saw the little girl called Zhu Ying struggling on the ground with a distorted expression. She was covered in blood and was clearly injured.

The Infant Spirit Continent had ten strongest factions, and the Candle Dragon Race was one of them.

Ever since the ancient battlefield opened, none of the disciples of the ten factions had been eliminated.

Zhu Ying was the first.

The Second Elder felt ashamed.

The Second Elder was indifferent to Zhu Ying’s injury. He only said to the clansmen beside him without much interest, “Bring her down to recuperate.”

“Yes.”

The middle-aged man walked to Zhu Ying and carried her.

Zhu Ying was lying in the man’s arms, and the long whip that she was holding tightly in her hand fell from her arms. The Second Elder was looking at Zhu Ying with a displeased expression. When he noticed that there were only five heads left on the long whip in Zhu Ying’s hand, his expression suddenly froze.

Zhu Ying’s beast form was the long whip in her hand. The long whip’s true form was actually a Nine Dragons Beast. Although this Nine Dragons Beast was only a snake, it was also a side bloodline related to an ancient dragon. As everyone knew, there was only one beast form in this world that could eat a dragon!

That was…

Divine Feather Phoenix!

“Bring her here.” The Second Elder suddenly spoke.

The middle-aged man didn’t hesitate and immediately carried Zhu Ying to the Second Elder.

The Second Elder stared at the long whip in Zhu Ying’s hand and looked at it carefully.

There were only five whip heads left. The remaining four snake heads had been torn apart by some animal with sharp teeth. They were badly mutilated and looked extremely gruesome. The Second Elder asked Zhu Ying in a low voice, “Who did you meet?”

Zhu Ying was only an inconspicuous disciple in the Candle Dragon Race. She gritted her teeth and risked her life to successfully be promoted to a core disciple. It was rare for her to see a big shot like the Second Elder.

As the first disciple to be eliminated from the powerful factions, Zhu Ying felt ashamed. Seeing that not only did the Second Elder not despise her, but he was also worried about her injuries, Zhu Ying immediately felt wronged.

Tears streamed down Zhu Ying’s face as she complained aggrievedly, “Second Elder, there was a demoness in the ancient battlefield. She actually made her beast form eat my Nine Dragons Beast!” Zhu Ying had lived for more than twenty years, but this was the first time she had seen a beast form that could eat a human beast form.