Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 203: Risking Their Lives Deep in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races! Have the Noble Martial Artists Gone Mad? The Great Xia Official Leadership Is Stunned.

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Risking Their Lives Deep in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races! Have the Noble Martial Artists Gone Mad? The Great Xia Official Leadership Is Stunned.

At the same moment.

In a martial arts training ground, a group of martial artists, dressed in luxurious attire and exuding powerful auras, gathered together, forming small groups and whispering to each other.

"It’s not the usual time for the quarterly family meeting, why did the Patriarch suddenly summon us so urgently? Second Brother, do you have any inside information?"

"No confirmed news! But I heard there might be a major move! Otherwise, it wouldn’t be this urgent!"

"..."

"Fourth Brother, what does the Patriarch want us for?"

"Don’t ask, even if you ask, no one knows. Just wait and see!"

"Yeah! Whatever orders come from above, we just listen and comply!"

"..."

A moment later, the Patriarch and the Elders appeared, and the scene instantly turned silent. Everyone stood quietly, not daring to make a sound.

In such a noble family maintained by an ancient family system, the most valued is interest.

If any mistake is made or someone tries to stand out in these situations, the outcome won’t be pleasant.

At this moment, the Patriarch coldly gazed at the family members below, and began with a thunderous announcement.

"Summon all members, from now on, fight on the frontlines of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races... with a lifelong goal of hunting Exotic Beasts..."

Upon hearing this, the members’ eyes widened in shock, completely stunned.

They looked incredulously at the familiar figure above, unable to believe what they heard.

What’s going on?

Did they take the wrong medicine?

Fighting deep into the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, with hunting Exotic Beasts as a lifelong goal.

Is this what these noble families are supposed to do?

What a joke!

Isn’t it better to be in the Human Race, enjoying power and status?

Could it be... that after living a happy life, they now want excitement?

Moreover, bringing the entire family, everyone, together to seek excitement.

That is the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, not a game, not a joke. One little mistake can lead to death.

After the Patriarch finished speaking, the training ground was silent, and even a pin drop could be heard.

After a long silence, the faces of the people became increasingly grim.

Concerned for their own lives, they no longer cared about the Patriarch’s authority, and several bravely stood up to oppose it.

"Patriarch, think again, the Li Family’s policy has never acted like this!"

"Exactly! Guardian City is protected by Great Xia’s officials, why should we risk our lives?"

"Yeah! Yeah! There’s no need to provoke Exotic Beasts since they aren’t attacking us! Please, Patriarch, reconsider the command."

"Yes! Please, Patriarch, annul the command!"

"..."

For a moment, complaints erupted, dissatisfaction was everywhere, and the atmosphere turned somewhat agitated.

The rest, seeing this, quickly chimed in their agreement.

This concerns everyone’s interests, and there’s a life risk, we must oppose, strongly oppose, even if it’s a command from the Patriarch, they couldn’t expect them to obey.

Having grown used to a life of comfort and fear of death, even if the King of Heaven came, they couldn’t make them take risks.

At that moment.

The Patriarch and the Elders on the stage looked coldly downward, their eyes dark and inscrutable.

They neither refuted nor responded, just watched.

Seeing this, the clansmen grew even bolder, fueled by the confidence that their numbers protected them.

One breath... two breaths... three breaths...

In the blink of an eye, several Elders moved swiftly, appearing beside those who shouted the most, and struck down upon their heads with a palm.

In an instant.

"Bang... crack... bang... bang... crack... bang..."

With the crisp sound of necks breaking, those people saw darkness and limply collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Afterward, the Elders returned to the platform.

A few breaths later, screams rang out.

"Dead... dead... dead!"

"My God! The Elder... the Great Elder personally killed Li Hongdong, and he... he was the Great Elder’s own grandson..."

"Ahhh... damn it... what... what is happening? Why... why is this happening?"

"Mad! Absolutely mad! The Patriarch and Elders must be mad!"

"..."

In the next moment.

The Patriarch emitted the pressure of an Eighth Grade Grandmaster, instantly subduing the entire scene.

A breath later, a cold and heartless voice resounded in everyone’s ears.

"This is an order, anyone who obstructs will be killed without mercy, those who defy it, likewise, will be killed without mercy!"

"Our Li Family owes a great debt to the Human Race, and it must be repaid."

"Tomorrow morning, to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, all members, any Entering Grade Martial Artist, must not be absent, those who resist, shall be executed!"

After speaking, the Patriarch and Elders vanished without a trace, leaving behind a scene of chaos among the clansmen.

At this moment, the people got up from the ground, faces filled with panic and fear, stripped of their previous composure and arrogance.

"Mad... the Patriarch and Elders have gone mad... they’re taking the Li Family to their deaths!"

"Damn it! Deep into the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races? If they want to die, why drag us along? I refuse! I won’t go even if it kills me!"

"Keep your voice down, we have no choice! The Patriarch and Elders have made up their minds, anyone who opposes them dies!"

"What do we do? What should we do? Should we report this to the Martial Arts Association? Surely they can’t ignore such a situation!"

"What’s the use of going to them? They’d probably die laughing!"

"..."

People spun around like headless chickens, with bitterness and frustration written all over their faces.

Such a shocking turn of events made them doubt their lives.

Sometimes, it felt like today’s experience was just a nightmare.

But those newly dead bodies of clan members constantly reminded them of this absurd reality.

Everything was real.

At the same time, in several other cities in Great Xia, similar scenes unfolded in the territories of the other four noble families.

That night, countless people couldn’t sleep, with bloodshot eyes, staring wide awake through the night.

Of course, some members did report this matter to the Martial Arts Association and even to the higher-ups.

Such an absurd scenario left the president Zhang Zheng somewhat baffled.

Basically, ninety-nine percent of the Martial Arts Association’s leadership didn’t believe it, thinking those damned parasites were just trying to stir up trouble again.

However, the next morning, convoys of vehicles headed directly to the nearest spatial tunnel.

These vehicles were filled with martial artists from the noble families, each with a mournful look, as if heading to their execution, the atmosphere was depressingly bleak.

In fact, some people tried to escape before coming, but the Patriarch and Elders acted ruthlessly.

They shattered the void to personally capture fugitives and returned with their bodies.

Because of this, the remaining members were greatly intimidated, knowing that whether sooner or later, they were going to die, but living a while longer was still better than nothing.

When the convoy arrived, the high-tier martial artists guarding the tunnel were dumbfounded.

After seeking instructions from above, they received the order to let them pass and watched these people enter with sorrowful expressions.

In the headquarters of the Martial Arts Association, in the top-floor office.

The Three Giants of Great Xia gathered once again, staring at each other, speechless.

They were puzzled by the actions of those five noble families.

No matter how they thought about it, they couldn’t fathom the purpose behind such actions from the other side.

After a long time.

The president of the Martial Arts Association, Zhang Zheng, spoke in a dry tone, breaking the silence of the room.