Chapter 56: The Divine God Arena

October 11, Year 27 of the Catastrophe Calendar, 9:01:27 AM.

An exceptionally magnificent structure manifested out of thin air in the Kun Star world.

The Kun Star world was a planet.

Yet once this structure appeared, anyone anywhere in the Kun Star world could see this colossal building simply by looking up.

However, looking up from the ground, its shape could not be seen clearly, giving only a faint impression that it had not truly manifested in the physical Kun Star world.

The moment the magnificent structure appeared, streaks of flowing light scattered across all lands from the Divine Arena.

In that instant, as long as one’s strength reached F-class in the Kun Star world, a streak of flowing light descended before them.

Yet the targets of the descending light were restricted exclusively to humans, while all other living beings were deliberately bypassed.

At this moment, Xi Yu, who was looking up at the sky in Star-Dream Farm, also watched a streak of flowing light descend upon his head.

With the experience of his past life, Xi Yu knew that the Divine Arena could not directly obliterate people—at least, the masterminds behind the arena could not do so—and thus he did not stop this flowing light from drifting into his mind.

[Respected player, hello. You have received an invitation from the Divine Arena to participate in a universe-class competitive trial.]

[Do you agree to accept the trial’s requirements? Once you agree, you will embark on an incredible journey, and as long as you win the final trial, you will obtain a supreme divine artifact as well as the hope of eternal life.]

[Please note: if the trial fails, you may encounter death, so please make your choice with caution.]

“I will participate,” Xi Yu said with a smile.

‘A supreme divine artifact? The hope of eternal life? Pure deceptive nonsense.’

He had originally wanted to act immediately, yet a white dragon avatar he kept hidden in the shadows surprisingly failed to sense the true location of the Divine Arena.

The arena above his head was merely a phantom projection, making it impossible for him to strike right now.

Yet experiencing this a second time, he actually began to feel a slight touch of nostalgia for this sensation.

In reality, the targets chosen by the Divine Arena were strictly human, excluding ghosts and ferocious beasts.

And the objective of its first phase was to attract more humans to join.

Although there was still a risk of death during this period, it was merely around five percent, and succeeding in the trials genuinely yielded various rewards, enough to tempt anyone.

Therefore, despite the danger, the arena still enticed humans across the Kun Star world to enter the trials one after another.

Back then, the superhuman combatants of the entire world achieved a massive leap in strength within a short period, leading to the birth of C-classes and D-classes one after another.

However, it was only during the second phase that the Divine Arena revealed its deadly fangs.

Once one entered the Divine Arena during that phase, escape was impossible, and the final outcome was certain death with no chance of survival.

Had the Divine Arena not ultimately caught the attention of the Food Sequence Lords, almost all the superhumans of the Middle Continent would have been wiped out.

However, at this point in his past life, the strongest combatant in the Middle Continent was merely B-class, so Xi Yu had genuinely worried that the Divine Arena might bypass him entirely this time.

Now it seemed he had worried for nothing, or else he would have had to rely on a believer’s body to condense a white dragon avatar within the arena to see if he could seize it.

It appeared that the butterfly effect he created after rebirth had not hindered the arrival of the Divine Arena, and everything was proceeding quite smoothly.

He simply didn’t know whether S-classes would be permitted to enter alongside A-classes.

Yet he had no way of knowing for now; to be cautious and avoid spooking the Divine Arena, he had deliberately instructed all A-classes and S-classes not to enter for the time being.

The moment Xi Yu’s voice fell, the flowing light drifting toward him suddenly seemed to fuse with his soul.

Even though Xi Yu’s true combat power had already reached S-class, he was still unable to sense the exact nature of this flowing light.

[Congratulations, player, you have joined the competitive game of the Divine Arena. We wish you a pleasant trial; you will now enter the first trial.]

At that moment, a massive pulling force suddenly exerted itself upon Xi Yu’s body.

He did not resist, and subsequently, his vision went completely dark before his body vanished from the spot.

[Trial 1: Zombie Survivor. This is a city ruled by zombies, and your sole objective here is to survive.]

[Hold out for three days, and you will receive an unexpected pleasant surprise.]

[Please note: the zombies carry terrifying viruses within their bodies; as long as a wound is scratched open, you face the risk of death.]

At this moment, Xi Yu had already materialized within an unfamiliar environment.

This appeared to be a wasteland-like city, gloomy and dim, with faint, terrifying noises echoing from its depths.

Xi Yu sensed his surroundings; with his current human capabilities, he could not perceive the boundaries of this world.

The realism of this world was remarkably strong, not appearing like an illusionary realm at all.

He couldn’t help but marvel; an existence capable of manifesting such a space truly deserved to be called a divine artifact.

The masters behind this artifact could not have forged the Divine Arena themselves; perhaps the arena had come from somewhere else.

Yet the masters wielding such an artifact were surprisingly neither Food Sequence Lords nor Calamity Lords.

They were merely A-classes.

Had he not entered the inner depths of the arena in his past life, it would have been hard to imagine.

Xi Yu erased these distracting past thoughts from his mind.

At this time, the terrifying sounds deep within the city grew increasingly intense.

Xi Yu stood right where he was without hiding; he had not experienced this zombie world in his previous life.

It seemed some things had changed after all, though he was unsure if this was caused by his current strength.

Just then, hundreds of figures letting out terrifying roars emerged from the darkness.

Xi Yu narrowed his eyes; were these zombies?

He had never encountered this type of monster in his previous life.

They appeared to be humanoid creatures, yet looked far more like walking corpses.

Their forms were hideous and frightening, their bodies emitting an incomparably foul stench.

Some had broken limbs, while others were missing arms or legs entirely, their bodies appearing stiff.

Yet their speed was by no means slow—crawling, sprinting, leaping—each looking more eerily agile than the last.

Soon, the leading zombie leapt into the air, lunging directly at Xi Yu’s face.

Xi Yu extended his hand, unleashing a tiny wisp of draconic power that instantly wiped out all the zombies before him.

Although these zombies appeared frightening, their strength was not great, with hardly any exceeding F-class; the most terrifying aspect was likely the virus in their bodies.

Though he did not know whether this virus could harm an A-class, Xi Yu had no desire to test it.

He stepped around the pile of corpses and walked toward the depths of the city.

He strolled casually along the way, with no zombie able to approach within three meters of him.

Had this been his past life, he would have been in a wretched state at this moment, perhaps forced to transform into the white dragon in the end.

In truth, the monsters inside the Divine Arena were not particularly powerful; after all, the masterminds were only A-class, so how formidable could their constructs be?

All Xi Yu needed to do right now was endure for three days.

Yet at this moment, a faint smile finally curled on Xi Yu’s lips—he had finally sensed the true location of the Divine Arena’s main body.

Using his believers in the Kun Star world as coordinates, he had finally pinpointed the arena’s hiding spot.

However, Xi Yu was in no rush to strike.

Although the masterminds behind the arena could not directly obliterate people, they were surely capable of expelling him and everyone else; without coordinates, he would no longer be able to sense it.

In truth, Xi Yu felt that if he truly transformed into the white dragon, the Divine Arena might not be able to expel him, but he still chose not to take reckless risks.

At this moment, he condensed an avatar using Nine Sages’ body at Star-Dream Farm, swiftly bringing him along to rush over.

As long as he ensured the Divine Arena could not escape, he would be completely free of worries.

However, he was uncertain whether his avatar could make it.

He suspected the main body of the Divine Arena currently resided within the Dimensional Black Abyss, and he was unsure whether the avatar could tear through space to reach it.

For now, stalling for time was his best course.

Simultaneously, leveraging the believers who had entered the Divine Arena at this moment, Xi Yu condensed one avatar after another, placing them in stealth across various corners of the arena.

He refrained from breaking out for now to avoid alerting the enemy prematurely.

These avatars did not carry the Divine Arena’s markers, so they likely could not be expelled.

Even so, Xi Yu remained patient; he needed to be thoroughly cautious, ensuring above all that the Divine Arena could not escape again.

If he could find a native lifeform within this trial realm and make them his believer, it would be foolproof, guaranteeing the Divine Arena could never flee.

Currently, despite Xi Yu executing maneuver after maneuver within the Divine Arena, the arena showed no abnormal response.

Xi Yu felt relatively reassured by this; he strongly suspected that the masterminds had no idea what transpired inside the Divine Arena, likely relying purely on automated mechanisms.

Otherwise, when he had transformed into the white dragon within the arena in his past life, those people had seemed completely oblivious, possessing no defenses against the white dragon whatsoever.

Even so, Xi Yu was in no rush.

He had to be careful, absolute in avoiding any mistake.

This was the Divine Arena—an existence that even Food Sequence Lords coveted.

This might be his sole opportunity to capture it, and he could not afford the slightest misstep; otherwise, he would truly regret it to death.

He wasn’t in any hurry anyway.

Xi Yu stopped killing zombies, instead dodging them as he walked to avoid completing the task prematurely and getting ejected from the arena.

Meanwhile, he kept an eye on his other believers, staying updated on their situations.

As he walked along, he suddenly stopped before a laundromat.

Xi Yu’s spirit jolted; he seemed to have detected an intelligent lifeform.

Without hesitation, he pushed open the laundromat’s pristine, intact door and stepped inside.

To his surprise, this laundromat was exceptionally clean.

Compared to the putrid stench of blood and rotting corpses blanketing the rest of the city, there was not a single trace of bloody scent here; he could even smell a delicate fragrance, as if someone had sprayed perfume.

This was a very small laundromat, with a massive machine directly in front.

Xi Yu looked up; two horizontal rods overhead held rows of freshly laundered, clean clothes, free of even a speck of dust.

To his left was a checkout counter.

Passing the counter and rounding the back of the machine, a narrow passage appeared.

The floor was slightly damp, as if freshly mopped.

The passage was only about two meters long.

Xi Yu walked through, and a small room appeared on the left, which turned out to be a kitchenette.

However, there was no refrigerator in the kitchen, but rather a small washing machine.

Xi Yu’s footsteps did not pause as he walked straight to the washing machine and opened the lid.

“Ow!”

A little zombie appearing only eight or nine years old bared two small canine teeth, holding a scrub brush in each hand, fiercely snarling at him.

Xi Yu was genuinely surprised; the little zombie was completely intact, without even a trace of foul stench on his body.

Had his eyes not lacked luster and his body not lacked the breath of the living, Xi Yu would have thought he was just an ordinary human child.

Although the little zombie looked exceptionally fierce, he did not launch an attack against Xi Yu.

“Little fellow, are you interested in becoming my believer? Big brother will give you meat to eat.”

A roast chicken appeared in Xi Yu’s hand, and he smiled at the little zombie.

“Ow!”

The little zombie continued to snarl fiercely at him, yet his lifeless gaze drifted uncontrollably toward the roast chicken, his throat instinctively gulping.

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