Primordial Era: The Holy Maiden Shiji, a woman of exceptional talent and beauty

A girl in a pink dress knelt on the ground and pleaded in a sad voice.

Next to her stood a little girl of about twelve or thirteen, with a stubborn look on her face, glaring at those people with gritted teeth.

These monks are all here to participate in the marriage and son-in-law selection, and each one is better than the other, and some are even geniuses, so the competition is extremely fierce.

This girl's cultivation is not bad, she has reached the early stage of Golden Core, but unfortunately, compared with others, she still seems weak.

In this world, except for the monstrous geniuses in the top sects, most of the rest of the people can only reach the Jindan stage in their lifetime.

However, Shiji, who arrived later, still didn't know what was going on here.

"Humph, it's simply a pipe dream for you to come in!"

A cold voice sounded, and a young man walked out of the crowd, looking at everyone with a disdainful gaze, with extreme arrogance and contempt.

"Li Qingyun? He's here too!"

"It is said that he is the future successor of the Li family."

"Hiss! This is a tough guy."

After Li Qingyun came out, those people retreated one after another.

The Li family is a gigantic existence.

Moreover, the Li family is a secluded family with many experts in the family.

Especially Li Qingyun, who is known as a rare cultivation genius in the Li family that only appears once in a million years. Not only does he have extraordinary talent, but his cultivation is also unfathomable.

He is a leader among the younger generation of the Li family and his performance in this conference was stunning and eye-catching.

"Humph! Since we were able to get here, it proves that we are qualified enough to participate." A handsome young man in white clothes also came out. He was burly and exuded a sharp aura. His name was Chen Fengyang, and he was an inner disciple of Ziyang Sword Sect, one of the six major sects in the Southern Region.

He also has the cultivation level of the early stage of Golden Core.

"Haha, Chen Fengyang, I know you are always arrogant, but in my opinion, I am the only one who is qualified to challenge you here."

A beautiful and heroic woman walked out of the crowd, carrying a black iron ruler on her back.

"The Moon Dance Fairy of the Black Moon Sect?"

"Tsk tsk, this conference is really lively, even the Moon Dance Fairy has come out."

"Fairy Yuewu is the most talented person in the Yue family in the past thousand years. She has entered the Golden Core Stage at a young age. It is said that she is only one step away from the Nascent Soul Stage."

Everyone was talking in low voices.

“Fairy Yuewu, this is a stunning beauty. It’s a pity that my cultivation is too low. I’m not even at the Golden Core stage. I’m not worthy of Fairy Yuewu at all.” A man smiled bitterly and sighed.

"You? Bah! A toad wants to eat swan meat?"

"Just you? You dare to covet the Moon Dance Fairy? Who do you think you are?"

"Haha, you are a bunch of losers, all you know is jealousy!"

Everyone was talking at once, laughing sarcastically, as if they were mocking this man whose cultivation was not as good as theirs.

The man's face turned red instantly, he clenched his fists, and looked at everyone angrily.

His body was shaking slightly.

As a passerby, Shiji was not in a hurry to leave when he saw such an interesting scene.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Shiji found that the Moon Dance Fairy's eyes fell on him.

"Sir, I wonder if you..." Fairy Yuewu bowed to Shiji and asked. However, before she could finish, Shiji interrupted her and said, "Sorry, I'm not interested in this. If you want to find a partner, you should look for someone else."

"You..." Fairy Yuewu's face turned cold and she stared at Shiji with gloomy eyes.

"Little brother, don't be so confident." Chen Fengyang also noticed Shiji and walked over immediately. "There are so many people here, why did Fairy Yuewu choose you?"

Shiji glanced at him and sneered, "Who are you?"

"I am Chen Fengyang from the Ziyang Sword Sect, one of the six major sects in the Southern Region." Chen Fengyang said with his head held high.

"Oh." Shiji responded casually.

"Hmm?" Chen Fengyang raised his eyebrows.

He was a disciple of the Ziyang Sword Sect. Although he was not a core disciple, his status was quite respected. Now he was despised like this, which made him feel angry and angry. He shouted coldly: "What's your attitude? I think you are here to make trouble, don't you? Do you know who I am?"

"Are you worthy?" Shiji waved her hands impatiently.

"You!" Chen Fengyang was furious. He drew his sword and pointed it at Shiji.

"That's enough, Chen Fengyang." At this time, a steady voice sounded, "If you want to fight, you can fight as much as you want after the meeting. But not now."

An elderly man stepped forward and stopped him. He then turned his gaze to Shiji and said in a deep voice, "I, the Lord of Lingxu City, would like to ask you if you are qualified to participate in this conference. Take out your token."

"Token?" Shiji frowned and shook his head, "I don't have one."

"Humph, without the token, you are not eligible to participate." The old man snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Go quickly, I don't want to hurt anyone."

"City Lord!" someone shouted anxiously.

"Don't hurt him, he may have come here by mistake and may not be a bad person." A kind-hearted person pleaded for Shiji.

However, the city lord turned a deaf ear and still insisted that Shiji leave.

Shiji frowned slightly and was about to refute when he suddenly felt a familiar breath approaching.

"Why are you here?" Shiji looked up and saw an old man with silver hair slowly approaching. He asked in surprise. This old man was Han Wuming who sold the Seven-Aperture Linglong Stone before.

"My friend, I heard that you were coming, so I came to meet you." Han Wuming said with a smile.

"Is it such a coincidence?" Shiji was stunned, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

“It’s actually the Green Shirt Sword Saint Han Wuming!”

"Why is he here? Is he here for the Immortal Cave as well?"

The people around were all shocked when they saw Han Wuming. You know, Han Wuming has disappeared for a long time. If he doesn't show up again, he would probably be considered dead. After all, he defeated a strong man at the peak of the Tribulation Realm back then. He was very powerful. If he was still alive, it would not be something that ordinary people could resist.

"Who on earth is this guy, and how could he make Han Wuming show up?"

"Humph, no matter where he comes from, we must teach him a lesson today and never let this arrogant guy go!"

"Everyone, please be patient and let me take a look." At this moment, a voice came.

"Huh? Someone is here again?"

"Who is so bold as to snatch things from us?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man in a black robe and cloak slowly walking towards them.

The man approached slowly and steadily.

"Who are you? Tell me your name." Chen Fengyang said coldly. "You are not qualified to know my identity." The man in black robe said indifferently.

"How dare you!" Chen Fengyang was furious. He took a big step forward and shot out like a cannonball at an extremely fast speed. He arrived in front of the man in the blink of an eye.

"Buzz." Chen Fengyang swung his sword, the sword rang clearly, and it turned into a five-clawed golden dragon and pounced forward fiercely.

"A mere trifle." The man in black robe smiled faintly, stretched out his palm, and pressed down hard on the golden dragon.

"Boom."

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard.

The five-clawed golden dragon collapsed and disintegrated instantly.

"How can this be?"

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened, looking at the black-robed man in disbelief. You know, Chen Fengyang's attack just now was extremely brutal, and its power far exceeded that of ordinary Jindan realm masters. Even other genius Jindan realm masters would have to resist it with all their strength, and even pay a heavy price.

However, it was truly amazing that this mysterious man in black robe broke his attack with just one hand.

"What a powerful strength." Someone secretly exclaimed.

"Could this black-robed man also be a master of the Golden Core Realm?"

Everyone gasped and stared at the black-robed man in horror. The Golden Core Realm was almost the top of the Southern Territory pyramid. Apart from the six sects and the eight great families, almost no one could defeat them.

Therefore, after seeing the black-robed man, many people felt a strong sense of fear in their hearts. Many people wanted to retreat and were unwilling to continue to be involved in this dispute.

"Haha, quite interesting." Chen Fengyang looked at the man in black robe deeply, but did not seem panicked.

He took off the jade pendant from his waist and threw it into the air. Instantly, a green light appeared on the surface of the jade pendant, and then it bloomed and turned into a green barrier, covering an area of ​​100 meters in radius.

"So you are the one who attacked me before. No wonder you are so confident." Chen Fengyang said coldly, holding the hilt of the knife at his waist with his right hand, and a sharp edge shone through his body.

At the same time, a bloody aura spread.

"Do you want to fight me?"

Chen Fengyang sneered and said, "Although you are quite strong, it is hard to say who will win if we really fight. Since you are stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ruthless look flashed in Chen Fengyang's eyes. He waved his arm, and the sword shadows were heavy, sweeping towards the man in black like a mountain torrent.

He was extremely fast, his moves were extremely tricky, and his sword energy was like a tide, which seemed to completely submerge the man in black.

"Nothing more than that." The man in black robe tapped his toes lightly and dodged Chen Fengyang's attack in an erratic manner.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think?" Han Wuming stood beside Shiji happily and said in a familiar manner.

"What else can we do? If he keeps fighting like this, he will be exhausted in no time," said Shiji.

"You are quite good at judging people." Han Wuming laughed.

"I just don't think this person is a fool." Shiji said.

"Hey, don't underestimate Chen Fengyang. Their Chen family is one of the eight great families in the Southern Region, and their foundation is quite deep." Han Wuming reminded.

"Oh, then I'd like to see more of his weight." Shiji said with interest.

"Is this the rhythm of taking action?"

"Wouldn't that be chaos?"

"I think we should wait and see. If the two sides are evenly matched, it won't be too late for us to join the battle. If Chen Fengyang has the upper hand, then we can work together to deal with this arrogant guy."

Many practitioners around saw this scene and immediately started talking about it. Although Chen Fengyang was not very old, he was already a Jindan-stage practitioner and was considered a leader among the younger generation.

In addition, the Chen family behind Chen Fengyang is very powerful, especially his grandfather, who is said to have reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage and is well-known even in the Southern Region.

Chen Fengyang was very famous among these young practitioners, and they were quite afraid of him and did not dare to act rashly to avoid getting into trouble. So now they hoped that the man in black robes could suppress Chen Fengyang so that they could reap the benefits.

However, Chen Fengyang was dismissive of this.

"Bang!" Chen Fengyang slashed with the long sword in his hand repeatedly. The dense sword lights intertwined into a net, covering the man in black robe. Each sword light emitted an extremely sharp cold light.

Chen Fengyang has tried his best.

But the man in black robe seemed to be at ease.

He dodged left and right, easily avoiding the overwhelming rain of swords. At the same time, he bent his fingers slightly and flicked them out casually, shattering all the sword lights.

Chen Fengyang frowned, he suddenly felt a hint of danger.

"Swish!" Chen Fengyang seized the opportunity and swung his sword suddenly. The sword light instantly drew an arc and stabbed straight at the throat of the man in black robe.

"clang."

However, just when the tip of the sword was about to pierce, the man in black robe raised his hand and flicked the sword lightly with his fingers. Chen Fengyang felt a surge of great force, which made his palm numb.

At the same time, the black-robed man poked out with his other finger.

"Snapped!"

Chen Fengyang felt a sharp pain on his cheek, and it was as if a muffled thunder had exploded in his mind. He staggered backwards quickly, and only stabilized himself after retreating seven or eight meters.

He looked down and saw a shocking bloody hole on his chest, with blood gushing out.

"hiss."

The people around couldn't help but gasp when they saw this, and huge waves rose in their hearts.

"Where did this man in black come from? How could he have such terrifying strength?"

"This kind of strength is completely comparable to that of a warrior at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, right?"

"Chen Fengyang actually lost?"

"I have lived for hundreds of years and have seen all kinds of people, but I have never heard of such a strange martial art. It's simply like sorcery." Han Wuming muttered to himself.

"So, he is not human?" Shiji asked.

Han Wuming nodded, "Yes, he is indeed not human. But he is using human martial arts."

"Could it be the ghost tribe?" Shiji said jokingly.

"Huh?" Han Wuming was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he showed a look of astonishment and cried out: "Is he a demon corpse?"

"What did you think of?" Shiji asked.

Han Wuming said solemnly: "It is said that in ancient times, a demon corpse once appeared."

"That demon corpse devoured many disciples of immortal cultivation sects, and was later annihilated by the immortal cultivators. It seems that this immortal treasure land is indeed hiding a big secret."

"No, I must find out."

After saying that, Han Wuming strode forward. (End of this chapter)