Chapter 5890: Peak Experts

As the martial stage appeared, the young disciples of the Devil Eye Water Lily race stared intently at the Undying race's camp. A powerful urge to battle surged between the two factions.

The Undying race had always been the sovereign race of the vegetative demons, their supremacy unchallenged for countless years. While the Devil Eye Water Lily race stood among the apex forces of this lineage, they remained suppressed beneath the Undying race’s shadow.

As a result, resentment had long since taken root in their hearts. For generations, they had harbored ambitions of toppling the Undying race and claiming the title of sovereign race for themselves.

Now, that opportunity had finally arrived. Their Sovereign sprouts outnumbered those of the Undying race. The Devil Eye Water Lily race's heavenly geniuses gazed at Liu Ruyan and the others with mocking disdain, as if their victory—and ascension as the new sovereign race—was already assured.

The Sovereign sprouts of the Undying race, in contrast, looked back at them with an indifferent expression. Long Chen had already instructed them not to reveal their true power until the final moment. Even eye contact was avoided, lest it expose their true power.

However, the Devil Eye Water Lily race’s experts mistook this for fear, growing even more arrogant by the minute.

“Luyao, Qifeng, Yuanshan, go out and exchange some pointers with the Undying race’s peerless heavenly geniuses!” Lian Sanqiang ordered.

Three figures emerged from the Devil Eye Water Lily race’s camp, and they were met with a thunderous cheer that echoed like a tsunami crashing against heaven and earth.

The crowd’s deafening roar proved these three were no ordinary cultivators—they were the pride of their race.

The first figure was short, stocky, and bizarrely proportioned. Barely five feet tall, his body was wide and compact, with stubby limbs and no neck.

The second man was huge, both in height and size. Muscles rippled across his bear-like frame, which was marked with strange patterns that gave him a ferocious look, like a monster that had crawled out of the depths of hell.

The last one appeared the most “normal.” Fair-skinned and dressed in black robes, he had an average build and face. He radiated no particular aura, almost like a shadow in the background. But his eyes were what stood out, akin to pitch-black voids of bottomless abysses. They seemed capable of devouring the soul.

“Strong!”

Liu Ruyan and Chu Yao’s expressions changed subtly. The tall brute and the fair-skinned man gave them an intense sense of danger. Yet, strangely enough, it was the short one who exerted the heaviest spiritual pressure.

“Long Chen, I’ll give you a chance. You can pick out the strongest two from your side,” said Lian Sanqiang with a smirk.

Lian Sanqiang looked very pleased when he saw the three figures. In just half a month, all three of them had risen to another level.

No one understood their terrifying potential better than Lian Sanqiang did. Confident in their overwhelming strength, he allowed Long Chen to select his top two with an air of generosity. For him, it didn’t matter who Long Chen picked—they would all lose to the three figures.

Long Chen merely shrugged. “No need for that. We won’t bully you. You can pick—choose the weakest among us if you like.”

“How laughable. You know you’re going to lose, so now you’re trying to reduce your losses?” sneered the towering brute.

His voice rumbled like a thunderclap, backed by explosive Blood Qi that reverberated through the martial stage. The spectators gasped.

“That’s the aura of a demonic beast! He’s a hybrid?!” exclaimed an expert from the Undying Willow race.

The vegetative demon race rarely saw such potent Blood Qi, so the towering brute likely had beast lineage in his veins.

Looking at the huge brute, Long Chen mildly replied, “Child, you’re too naive. The depths of the Undying race aren’t something you can imagine. Since you don’t want to pick, then how about this? Anyone from the Undying race who wants to challenge that big one, step forward!”

In perfect unison, the Undying race’s Sovereign sprouts stepped forward without the slightest hesitation, startling the Devil Eye Water Lily race’s experts.

They were all this eager to fight?

That stunned the crowd. After all, Luyao was one of the Devil Eye Water Lily race’s undisputed top three experts, though he was ranked third.

Qifeng, the fair-skinned one, was ranked second. And the short man—Yuanshan—was number one.

While rankings among the lower members of their race shifted constantly, the top three had never changed. After all, no one was qualified to challenge them. They were the unshakable pillars of their generation.

Today, Lian Sanqiang clearly wanted to win this challenge. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be mobilizing these three trump cards.

Yet, the Undying race’s Sovereign sprouts didn’t flinch. Their confidence sent a shiver down the Devil Eye Water Lily race’s spine. They started to feel like things wouldn’t go as planned.

“Brothers, give me this one! I promise I’ll smash his head in!” Liu Qingyu shouted, stepping forward with surging battle intent.

Liu Qingyu’s aura erupted. Seeing someone even more explosive than himself, he was itching to fight.

At first, Luyao had only looked around coldly. However, when he heard Liu Qingyu brazenly say that he would crush his head, his killing intent burst forth.

He said, “You fool, I’ll use your blood to pave the way for the Devil Eye Water Lily race’s rise.”

Luyao’s response set this battle in stone, and the Devil Eye Water Lily race’s experts cheered for him.

“I’ll take the second fight,” said Liu Minghao, stepping up and locking eyes with Qifeng.

Qifeng returned his gaze and slowly smiled. “You look tactful. Must be the strongest among them. Killing you will be a bit of a challenge.”

Liu Minghao didn’t reply and just smiled. The second match was also set.

“How boring. You all have a choice, but now I’m left with this?” the short man said.

The moment Yuanshan started speaking, everyone present shivered. His voice was piercing and unnatural—sharp and shrill, like a cross between a woman and a eunuch. It scraped across people’s souls like nails on a chalkboard. Even after he stopped speaking, the sound seemed to linger, stabbing into people’s minds like phantom blades.

Yuanshan stared at Long Chen with a savage smile. In his eyes, Long Chen was already a dead man.

Long Chen raised a brow, his expression full of “concern.”

He asked, “What’s wrong with your throat? Still weaning off your mother’s milk and not used to it yet?”

The short man’s smile vanished, replaced with a frightening expression.

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