Chapter 261: The Truth of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, the Holy Land (2)

“Let the people of the Demon Realm in? Doesn’t that mean that whichever nations hold the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament will become a battlefield?” Zhou Shu asked, “Then, why are the nations fighting over the right to host this event?”

“There’s something else going on here,” Meng Bai explained. “We don’t put the people of the Demon Realm in our land.”

“The imperial cauldrons are extremely mysterious. Opening the seal will place the people of the Demon Realm into an independent space formed by the imperial cauldrons.

“That space is neither the Demon Realm nor our world. It’s extremely mysterious.”

Meng Bai sighed. “The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament will be held in that space. It won’t affect our world.

“Moreover, when the seal is opened, a large amount of spiritual qi will flow in from outside the seal. This will greatly increase the concentration of spiritual qi in the host country.”

“I understand.” Zhou Shu nodded. “In the ten nations, each nation has an imperial cauldron. The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament is to open up an independent space and place the people of the Demon Realm inside. Then we go in and destroy these people, reducing the power of the Demon Realm to attack the seal, thus maintaining the seal’s integrity…”

“Right!” Meng Bai nodded.

“Great General, what kind of existence is the Demon Realm? Are the people you mentioned demonic beasts? Or people like us?” Zhou Shu asked after some thought.

“Both,” Meng Bai said. “That’s not right either. The Demon Realm should be full of demonic beasts, but some of them can take human form. This is somewhat different from the demonic beasts of our world.”

“Are they related to the demonic beasts we have here?”

“Maybe, maybe not,” Meng Bai said, “We know very little about the Demon Realm, or rather, almost nothing. Although we have fought for many years, we have never captured anyone from the Demon Realm alive.

“Not only are the people of the Demon Realm powerful, but they also have violent personalities. If they know that they are no match for them, they would rather self-destruct than be captured.

“There was once an expert of ours who tried to enter the Demon Realm to gather information during the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, but he never returned. No one knows if he’s dead or alive.

“So now, we know almost nothing about the Demon Realm. No one knows what kind of world it is and why they insist on invading our world. No one can say for sure.”

Meng Bai sighed.

“Even the senior who left behind the imperial cauldrons doesn’t know?”

“The forger of the imperial cauldrons is also a mystery.” Meng Bai shook his head.

He glanced at Zhou Shu and seemed to see his confusion as he continued, “It’s not that I don’t know, but neither does His Majesty.

“Now, you can understand. The Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament is extremely dangerous. Even as first-rank martial artists, the people of the Demon Realm are stronger than us. Moreover, they seem to have existences above the first rank.”

Meng Bai said in a low voice, “Back then, I was attacked by a power above the first rank. I was lucky not to die, but I also lost my cultivation and had been merely surviving for many years.”

“Above the first rank?” Zhou Shu frowned. As far as he knew, there didn’t seem to be any experts above the first rank in the ten nations.

If there were really experts above the first rank in the Demon Realm, how could the ten nations stop them?

“Actually, I’m not sure if it’s true or not. But in order to kill the other party, the ten nations mobilized ten first-rank martial artists. After the battle, all ten first-rank martial artists died in battle, but they only severely injured this person. In the end, he still escaped back to the Demon Realm.”

When Meng Bai thought of the scene back then, his eyes were still full of fear.

The trauma of what had happened back then was too great.

“Kill ten first-rank martial artists?” Zhou Shu was speechless. His current strength was stronger than ordinary first-rank martial artists.

But he couldn’t fight ten first-rank martial artists at the same time and kill them.

Could there really be a realm above the first rank of the Martial Dao?

“There’s no need to worry too much about this.” Meng Bai shook his head. “This kind of expert only appeared once in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

“Moreover, King of the South, you’re a forger. Even if you go to the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, you don’t need to go to the battlefield under normal circumstances.

“A forger’s duty is only to replenish weapons lost in battle. Relatively speaking, it’s quite safe.”

“I see.”

There was no fear on Zhou Shu’s face. Instead, he was faintly excited.

The more dangerous it was, the better.

Anyway, he wasn’t going up to fight.

The more dangerous it was, the more opportunities there were to kill.

If eighty to one hundred workers were thrown onto the battlefield of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, wouldn’t the benefits from the Legendary Armament Canon directly take off?

Zhou Shu felt his body tremble slightly. He was too excited!

Initially, he thought that the first rank of the Martial Dao was the end.

Now that Meng Bai mentioned it, there seemed to be a realm above the first rank.

He couldn’t stop farming rewards. As long as his workers worked hard, his cultivation would continue to increase.

How could he miss such a good opportunity?

“Great General, how long will the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament last?”

“The imperial cauldrons are amazing.” Meng Bai said. “The battlefield space it opens up has a different concept of time.

“According to past experience, a day in our world is a year inside.

“In our concept of time, the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament is held for three days. But in that space, the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament lasts for three years.”

“In other words, the soldiers participating in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament need to stay in that space for three years?” Zhou Shu asked.

Three years was not a short time. With his current strength, he should be able to forge many ranked weapons in three years.

That way, he could recruit more workers.

“King of the South, are you sure you want to participate in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament? Once you enter the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament, you can only come out three years later.”

Meng Bai said seriously, “In three years, anything can happen inside.”

Three days in the outside world was equivalent to three years in the space of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

Those were not three years of leisurely vacations but three years of life-and-death battles.

No one could guarantee that they would survive for three years!

Over the years, many first-rank martial artists had died on the battlefield of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

“Yes, I’m very sure,” Zhou Shu said. “The more dangerous it is, the more I should go! If we provide more weapons to the soldiers of Great Xia, they will have more chances of winning.”

“Great Xia is fortunate to have you, King of the South!” Meng Bai said emotionally.

He was really emotional. With Zhou Shu’s current status, Emperor Yuan Feng wouldn’t force him to participate in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

In fact, if Zhou Shu hadn’t displayed his current strength, Meng Bai would have strongly objected to him participating in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

A talented Forging Master could be of great use in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament. But if he died there, the losses would be even greater.

He could only create more weapons if he lived, which was a good thing for Great Xia and the entire land.

Of course, a large number of forgers were also needed on the battlefield of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

Otherwise, if the soldiers’ weapons were damaged and couldn’t be repaired or replenished, it would be disastrous if they couldn’t stop the people of the Demon Realm.

It was a matter of weighing the pros and cons of letting forgers participate in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

If Zhou Shu didn’t have the combat strength to defeat the Qin emperor, then there was no need to hesitate. Neither Meng Bai nor Emperor Yuan Feng would let him participate in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament because he was too important to Great Xia, and they couldn’t take the risk.

But now, with his strength, he was relatively safe on the battlefield of the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament.

After all, it was rare to see a Demon Realm expert who could easily kill first-rank martial artists. Even if there was, there were countless experts from the various nations participating in the war. There was no need for a forger like Zhou Shu to appear.

“Great General, what if an imperial cauldron is destroyed during the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament?” Zhou Shu suddenly asked.

“How is that possible?” Meng Bai laughed. “Even if a first-rank expert uses a heaven-grade weapon to slash at it, it won’t be damaged at all. How can it be damaged?”

“If, I mean if…” Zhou Shu said.

“Then…” Meng Bai frowned and pondered. He said with uncertainty, “The battlefield might shatter. The people of the Demon Realm might attack our world directly.”