As King He Nu had anticipated, Yong'e King had already sent an urgent plea for help to his master—Venerable Qi Shi.
Within Automaton Race territory, deep inside a vast and solemn mechanical palace, an enraged roar echoed through layers of spatial barriers.
"Trash!"
Below the divine throne, Yong'e King's god-power avatar knelt stiffly, metal body trembling, not daring to utter a single word.
After venting his anger, Venerable Qi Shi gradually regained his composure. No matter how disappointed he was, Yong'e King was still his subordinate—abandoning him outright would only damage his own authority.
"Who else from our Automaton Race is present on the Lian Xing Continent?" Venerable Qi Shi asked coldly.
Only then did Yong'e King dare to respond, quickly reporting the Champions currently deployed.
A brief silence followed.
"Get lost," Venerable Qi Shi said icily. "If you survive this, you will retire from the Outside Territory Battlefield."
"Yes, Master."
Moments later, the Automaton Race Champions on the battlefield received synchronized instructions. Without hesitation, they mobilized together, surging toward the combat zone to rescue Yong'e King, who was already on the brink of annihilation beneath Bai Yue's Hun Yuan Staff.
"The Automaton Race is moving," Fushi King said grimly. "They're planning to overwhelm him with numbers. We can't allow that."
Under his leadership, the Human Race Champions advanced as well, their actions carrying the unmistakable momentum of an impending race-level clash.
On the battlefield, Yong'e King's divine body had already been eroded by more than seventy percent. His resistance had nearly collapsed.
"Friend," a voice transmitted from afar, heavy with restraint, "you must not kill Yong'e King. Spare him this once—consider it giving us face."
Bai Yue's response was simple.
The Hun Yuan Staff descended.
With a thunderous impact, the remaining fragments of Yong'e King's divine body were completely annihilated. His aura vanished on the spot.
In Bai Yue's mind, the thought was equally direct: If I give you face, what will I use to exchange for military merit?
"You are courting death!"
The Automaton Race Champions erupted in fury. Orders from Venerable Qi Shi had been clear—yet Yong'e King had still died. The only way to explain this was to erase Bai Yue completely.
Blades, spears, energy beams, and secret techniques flooded the void.
Instead of retreating, Bai Yue calmly swept up Yong'e King's remaining spoils and charged straight into the Automaton Race formation.
For an instant, the surrounding onlookers were stunned.
He wasn't fleeing—he was advancing.
Regret came swiftly.
The Hun Yuan Staff moved like a divine pillar, crushing incoming attacks one after another. Bai Yue carved directly into the enemy ranks, every strike tearing apart a Champion-level existence.
None of the Automaton Race Champions could withstand more than a move or two.
Most of those roaming the Lian Xing Continent were high-level Champions, with only a handful at peak Champion. Originally, after Yong'e King's death, the Space Lock should have dissipated—but to trap Bai Yue, the Automaton Race reactivated it, cutting off teleportation entirely.
That decision sealed their fate.
Forced to rely solely on flight, their mobility plummeted. Though they had numbers, they couldn't avoid Bai Yue's relentless assault.
Even the Human Race Champions who had rushed over to assist were momentarily speechless.
"This brother is… far too fierce," someone murmured.
Meanwhile, Bai Yue's thoughts were clear and calm. This wave alone should be enough to meet the military merit requirement.
The power of the Hun Yuan Staff surged again, its pressure causing the surrounding Champions' expressions to change dramatically.
King He Nu, merely grazed by the aftershock, felt his divine body shudder—three percent gone instantly. A chill ran through him.
"He's a Champion-limit expert!" King He Nu urgently transmitted. "Release the Space Lock—scatter and retreat!"
But it was already too late.
Bai Yue's Domain erupted at full power, integrating all ten fundamental laws. The terrifying suppression dragged every Champion present into a quagmire, their movements slowing as if submerged in mud.
At the same moment, the Human Race Champions seamlessly reactivated the Space Lock from the outside, sealing the battlefield once more.
Despair spread.
"Joint soul attack!" King He Nu shouted. "Attack him together!"
Soul-based techniques erupted simultaneously—but they vanished into Bai Yue like pebbles into an abyss.
He answered with a soul secret technique of his own.
Instantly, multiple Champions suffered severe god-power loss. As Immortal souls and divine bodies were one, the damage was catastrophic.
One by one, the Automaton Race Champions fell.
The remaining affiliated-race Champions fared no better.
By the end, the outcome was inevitable.
Bai Yue deliberately restrained his killing intent, eroding their resistance instead. When the moment was right, he activated a soul enslavement secret technique.
It succeeded with shocking ease.
Sixteen Champions of the Mechanical Race Alliance had their consciousness branded, becoming Bai Yue's servants.
The battlefield finally fell silent.
Afterward, Human Race Champions gathered around him, expressions complex but friendly.
"My name is Yan Ge—people call me Fushi King," the leader said warmly. "Brother, how should we address you?"
"Walker," Bai Yue replied calmly.
A brief discussion followed.
"Battle King."
The title spread through the group, fitting perfectly.
Bai Yue neither objected nor cared.
Thus, on the Lian Xing Continent of the Ninth Battlefield, a new name was etched into history—
Battle King.
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