Medic Martial Dragon King

"Crown Prince, we dare not claim the title of hero!"

"Yes, we are not heroes, we are merely survivors saved by the lives of our fellow cultivators!"

"Five hundred thousand troops, five hundred thousand! Only ten thousand of us remain! We are unworthy of being called heroes!"

Tens of thousands of eyes were moist, and within the crowd below, a shadow of deep consternation passed through their hearts.

Five hundred thousand troops, yet only ten thousand remain, how tragic!

Everyone’s mouths gaped wide open, eyes filled with disbelief.

Five hundred thousand, that number, tossed upon the entire continent’s cultivator community, is but a tiny ripple, for the continent has far too many cultivators, too many to count.

Yet everyone knows clearly that these people were elite warriors, meticulously selected from across the continent, known as the strongest combatants of their generation on the Extraterritorial Battlefield. Despite such formidable strength, they underwent such a brutal battle. The Extraterritorial Battlefield, how terrifying it is!

Jiang Chen, upon hearing this, widened his eyes sharply, staring at those ten thousand as if seeing himself, witnessing how he survived due to the sacrifices of many predecessors on Yuan Star, who stood against formidable foes.

"Yes, we used the lives of nearly half a million, no, nearly a million, to achieve a brutal victory. Everyone believes that the great merit of that battle was claimed by my second brother, known as the God of Slaughter."

Wen Kang paused silently, then said gravely, "In fact, it’s not entirely the case; it was a victory for which the Five Continents sacrificed a million cultivator lives. Our Canglan Continent gained a hundred years of respite, not solely because my second brother took the leading merit back then, but because, on the Extraterritorial Battlefield, our Canglan Continent’s cultivators were reduced to less than one in ten!

This is the tragedy of war!"

"I know you all think that the recent annihilation of a great power is a tremendously significant event.

But in my eyes, it’s just a drop in the ocean. On the Extraterritorial Battlefield, we may face sacrifices of a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, even a million lives at any moment. They vanish for the peace of our entire Void Nether!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Four Great Continents have shielded our Canglan Continent for a century. This time, after discussion, we’ve decided that our slots for the Extraterritorial Battlefield will expand to fifty thousand!"

"Fifty thousand? Isn’t that..." The crowd on the square looked at Wen Kang in astonishment.

Fifty thousand were selected from major domains and powers, and now, fifty thousand are set to go to the Extraterritorial Battlefield. Isn’t this like saying everyone can go?

"Everyone, don’t think that everyone can go. This selection encompasses all of Canglan City, not just the city within the city but the entire Canglan City. Upon the mountains outside, teams of cultivators are gathering, and they too will undergo selection."

Wen Kang added, "Currently, nearly five million cultivators below the Saint level are gathered in Canglan City.

From these five million, we will conduct several assessments to select fifty thousand, and then appoint team leaders, middle squad leaders, and large squad leaders from these fifty thousand. The positions of Deputy Commander, Commander, Deputy Marshal, and Marshal will no longer be held by members of the Canglan Army but will be taken by these ten thousand heroes returning to battle with you!"

Wen Kang’s voice grew more fervent, "This is the first time our Canglan Continent returns to the battlefield, I hope everyone gives their all, showing the might of our Canglan Continent! Let us raise the prestige of Canglan Continent!"

"Raise the prestige of Canglan Continent!"

The crowd was instantly inflamed, shouting enthusiastically.

Wen Kang glanced over the crowd, and with a flash leaped into the sky, followed by Elder Shui and others.

An image appeared above Canglan City, and the cultivators on the mountain peaks gazed at Wen Kang’s manifest image with great excitement.

They had heard Wen Kang’s speech just now, thrilled at the possibility of having a chance on the Extraterritorial Battlefield.

No matter their status on Canglan Continent, everyone shares the same hatred for the Extraterritorial Alien Race.

For they grew up hearing about the brutality of the Extraterritorial Alien Race of former times, and before, every ten years, people would go to the Extraterritorial Battlefield. Some returned, some did not, and those who never returned were members of major powers, the predecessors, family, and mentors of those standing now in Canglan City.

All here have a blood feud with the Extraterritorial Alien Race, none wish for naught but to utterly annihilate the Extraterritorial Alien Race on that battlefield.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let’s not waste time; the Extraterritorial Battlefield is dire, and the sooner we go, the better we can aid our comrades and deal a critical blow to the Extraterritorial Alien Race."

Wen Kang spoke loudly, "Now we begin the first selection: familiarizing with the combat methods of the Extraterritorial Alien Race. These ten thousand heroes bear various injuries. For the past centuries, they have been restoring their strength and advancing their realms, but not fully healing their injuries. They’ve endured the torment of their wounds for this day.

The purpose is to let everyone understand the combat style of the Extraterritorial Alien Race beforehand and to allow everyone to complete practical training against the Extraterritorial Alien Race so that upon entering the battlefield, you won’t be immediately overrun by the alien race!"

At the conclusion of his statement, everyone was startled.

"What?"

"They endured for a century!"

"They..."

All hearts in the audience convulsed with respect as they looked at those ten thousand.

With a serious expression, Wen Kang continued, "Next, we will utilize their injuries to form three domains, suitable for the Divine Infant Realm, Void Refinement Realm, and Unity Realm Stage, allowing everyone to duel within these domains. Since it’s just the aura’s traction and simulation of the Extraterritorial Alien Race from the injuries, their combat power will be thirty percent weaker than the real Extraterritorial Aliens.

Therefore, in this first assessment, five different types of Extraterritorial Alien races will attack each person in groups.

And you must kill those five Extraterritorial Aliens to walk out from the domain, and anyone who does will be considered promoted, but if you can’t defeat the foes, then you will be eliminated!"

Wen Kang’s demeanor grew stern, "Though our expectation is to select fifty thousand to the Extraterritorial Battlefield, should anyone fail the first selection, even if we don’t fill our quota, there will be no replenishment. We want warriors capable of slaying enemies, not cannon fodder going to their doom."

"Does everyone understand?" Wen Kang finally asked loudly.

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

The air over Canglan City was filled with a deafening roar.

Everyone was incredibly excited; the opportunity to confront the Extraterritorial Aliens early was a rare experience for those about to enter the battlefield.

Otherwise, battle experience could only be comprehended between life and death!