Song Jian only felt a blur before his eyes, and by the time he regained his vision, he found himself back in the depression from before.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, but there were no bodies to be found, only bits of flesh and bone splinters and fresh blood left on the black ground.
In the sky at this time, only one Bloody Arena remained. On the arena, two divine children were fiercely battling, the arena, as if soaked in blood, continuously dripped blood. These droplets of blood would vanish without a trace after falling a certain distance.
Song Jian glanced at the two divine children locked in a life-and-death struggle and didn't care much. The existence of the Bloody Arena was to weed out the weak and make the strong stronger.
The victor could continuously gain everything from the loser, in addition to the rewards from the Bloody Arena. These rewards could even involve the secrets of becoming a god, something even those at the Demi-God Level would covet.
