I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world.

Chapter 174 "I must use my own life to promote the master's prestige."

"The spring breeze is blowing, and the horses are galloping. I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day."

The young man sitting in front of the desk looked at the line of poetry on the rice paper and couldn't help but recite it again with satisfaction. This poem was really well written, and the feeling of a young man who had achieved success and fame came to him!

Then he stood up.

After the ink dried, he carefully rolled up the rice paper and prepared to go to the poetry appreciation conference to be held on the "Flower Boat" outside the capital tonight. Many literati and even dignitaries would come to the conference.

It is said that there are several city lords.

Among them even included the mayor of "Flying Fish City" in Haizhou. This person was not only a powerful and strong man with the cultivation level of Golden Core, but also extremely fond of poetry. It was said that he had collected quite a few poems and calligraphy works left by the national teacher.

The main purpose of coming here this time is to show off.

Poetry culture has always been popular in Daxia.

Many years ago, many excellent poems were passed down, and gradually the poetry culture of Daxia has become more popular. Among them, the mayor of "Flying Fish City" is a lover of collecting poems.

Tonight, the "Flower Boat" conference outside the capital will begin in an hour or two.

A large number of top courtesans and young men and women from various aristocratic families were rushing towards the Flower Boat, preparing to participate in the annual Flower Boat Conference.

Outside the flower boat on the shore.

"Yo."

The Lord of Feiyu City suddenly looked at the Lord of Feicheng City who was walking towards Huazhou not far away and grinned: "Isn't this our dear Lord of Feicheng City? Long time no see. I heard that you followed the State Master shamelessly and insisted on going to Xuantian Continent with him. Why are you back now?"

"Let me think about it. If I remember correctly, I let you go again when I was leaving."

The Lord of Feicheng shook his head with an unpleasant look on his face: "Before leaving, I suddenly wanted to go home to get something, so I asked the Imperial Master for permission, and he agreed, but he forgot about it when I was leaving."

"Otherwise, how can you see me now?"

"I am a sixth-level Jindan physical cultivator. Following behind the National Master, I don't know how much effort I will have to give to the National Master."

"Maybe he has already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage."

"hey-hey."

Feiyucheng grinned with satisfaction. The National Master did not look for him, and his cultivation was not at the peak of the Golden Core stage, so he did not have the nerve to look for the National Master. But when he learned that his good brother was also left behind, he felt much more balanced.

Although one's own failure is sad, a friend's failure is refreshing.

"alright."

The Lord of Feiyu City hugged the Lord of Feicheng's shoulders as if he was hugging a child, winked and showed off, took out a calligraphy work from his arms, and carefully spread the rice paper in the air.

There were four big words written on it.

"The strongest city lord"!
"Look, look, there is still the remnant of the Imperial Master's aura on it. This is the Imperial Master's recognition of me. Do you have it?"

"and this--"

The Lord of Feiyu City took out another piece of calligraphy and spread the rice paper out in the air again.

There is a poem above.

"My past filthiness is not worth boasting about, but my present debauchery has no limits."

"The spring breeze is blowing, and the horses are galloping. I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day."

"This was the Imperial Master several decades ago, on this flower boat, at a poetry appreciation conference, shortly after the beginning of spring, when the Imperial Master was at the poetry appreciation conference."

"I took seven steps. The first three were spent with my head down thinking, and the last four were spent with one poem each."

"Four steps out, and it becomes this poem."

"At that time, everyone thought that the Imperial Master was a genius who could compose poems at will."

"The spring breeze is full of joy, and the horse's hooves are galloping. I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. This expresses the youthful feeling of joy in the spring breeze vividly, and it also forms a sharp contrast with the previous two sentences of frustration and desolation. It is so well written. The national teacher's works are casual, and they are all masterpieces!"

"I later learned that the Imperial Master had been familiar with the poetry culture of Daxia for a long time, and had read all the poems handed down by Daxia before he was inspired to write this poem, which became a world-famous masterpiece!"

"It's just a pity."

The Lord of Feiyu City shook his head with regret: "Almost all the poems handed down by Daxia are unsigned. No one knows which contemporary great talents wrote them. For some reason, people in the past did not seem to pay attention to signing. It was not easy to create such a poem that was handed down from generation to generation, but they were too lazy to sign it. It was really unrestrained. No one in later generations recorded it."

"Yes." The Lord of Feicheng looked at the two calligraphy works in the hands of the Lord of Feiyucheng with envy and then said with emotion: "It has been thirty or forty years, but for some reason, it feels like it was just yesterday."

"I was still the deputy city lord at that time."

"It has been a short time since I entered the Golden Core stage. That was the first time I saw the National Master show his talent in poetry. However, since then, the National Master has rarely composed a poem in seven steps. The National Master is actually very talented in this area, but he is not interested in it. The National Master's ambition is too big."

"But the national teacher has succeeded." The Lord of Feicheng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Isn't it?"

"Yes."

The Lord of Feicheng sighed and said, "In all these years, the Great Xia Kingdom has only produced one national master. From ancient times to now, there has only been this one person."

"I just don't know if the Imperial Master will come back, and if there will be a chance for us to meet again in the future."

"Will do."

The Lord of Feiyu City spoke with great confidence.

"Why?"

"If you don't return home after you achieve success, what's the difference between that and dying in a foreign land?"

The Lord of Feiyu City looked seriously at the flower boat not far away, which was brightly lit and people were starting to board it. He said, "For the past hundred years, countless people have only done one thing for the plan of the State Master."

“Many people even lost their lives.”

"We are willing to work for the National Master without expecting anything in return. But if the National Master doesn't come back to see us after he has achieved success, how can we, the old brothers, know what we have finally achieved with all our efforts over the years?"

"Just like you, because of a transfer order from the Imperial Master, you stayed in Feicheng, a cold place near the boundless ice field, for thirty years. Only you know whether it was hard or not."

"And the Imperial Master has never let us old brothers down."

"So I believe that the Imperial Master will definitely come back, and when the Imperial Master steps into Daxia again—"

"All the living beings in Xuantian Continent must always be pious and chant the name of the National Master!"

"Let's go."

The Lord of Feiyu City patted the Lord of Feicheng on the shoulder with emotion and said with a smile: "Let's see if there are any geniuses who can write some good poems tonight. Although I don't expect them to be at the level of a national master, even if they can write 10% of it, it would be quite rare."

Great Xia Kingdom, Chaotian Sect.

After Zhao Dezhu left, the grand elder of Chaotian Sect took the position of sect leader. Although the lack of a supreme elder at the peak of the Golden Core realm led to a significant reduction in the sect's strength, fortunately, other forces were almost the same, and everyone was back on the same starting line.

However, there were a few forces that were quite smart. They let their supreme elders who had reached the peak of the Golden Core realm not go to the Xuantian Continent with the Chaotian Sect, but stayed in the Great Xia Kingdom to be the leaders. As soon as the Chaotian Sect members left, this group of people rushed out, ready to occupy all the territories of other sects and completely occupy the Great Xia Kingdom!
but.
Four priests with the cultivation level of peak Jindan appeared in the Great Xia Kingdom and killed all these people with iron blood.

Not all the worshippers followed Chen Lu to Xuantian Continent.

The Great Xia Kingdom has more than just those eight great priests.

Even without these offerings, the formation plates, talismans and other resources collected by the Great Xia Kingdom over the years are enough to secure the position of the Great Xia Kingdom.

And at this time——

Chaotian Sect, inside the back mountain.

Zhao Yishi was sitting in the jungle in a depressed mood. Just by sitting there, his head was higher than the tops of 80% of the trees in the jungle. After the sect leader left, Chaotian Sect completely gave up on him.

All cultivation resources are cancelled.

Without enough food to feed himself, he could only hunt and kill ferocious beasts in the jungle by himself.

I'm not in the mood to install a hot spring.

You can only think about sex when you are full. How can you have the mood to do that if you are not full?

He sat here all day, not knowing what to do. He just felt that life was a bit boring. He missed his master.

Daxia Kingdom, inside the imperial palace.

The Seventh Prince stood on the bluestone square with a cold face and a sharp sword in hand. He looked at the sparring partner at the fifth level of the Golden Core not far away and said calmly: "I hope you don't hold back, otherwise you will really die."

"Your Highness, be careful."

This sparring partner at the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly surged out and attached to the surface of his body. He roared and swung his right fist towards the Seventh Prince.

He is a physical cultivator.

If this full-strength punch actually hit the Seventh Prince, it would directly shatter the Seventh Prince's protective spiritual energy and send him flying!

however--

Just as he rushed to the Seventh Prince and was about to punch him in the face, he saw the Seventh Prince's vast spiritual energy and rich sword intent all flow into the green sword in his hand and stab towards his abdomen seemingly lightly.

"Pfft."

A large amount of blood spurted out from his abdomen.

However, due to his serious injury, most of his full-strength punch was lost and hit the Seventh Prince's shoulder. The Seventh Prince did not even activate his body-protecting spiritual energy and took his punch firmly!
"boom!"

The Seventh Prince was instantly blown several feet away, and fell heavily on the bluestone square, leaving a mottled bloodstain.

"you"

Feeling the rich sword intent stirring constantly in his dantian, the fifth-level Jindan sparring partner, who was causing a large amount of vitality to drain out of his body, covered his abdomen with both hands, but could not stop the blood from flowing out from between his fingers.

He looked up in disbelief at the Seventh Prince who was blown away and said in a trembling voice.

“Your Highness, you didn’t even activate the protective spiritual energy and pour all your spiritual energy and sword intent into this sword. If I hadn’t lost a lot of strength due to the blow, this punch would have hit you, Your Highness, and you would have died!!”

"Cough cough."

The Seventh Prince who was blown away staggered to his feet from the ground, took out a healing pill, glanced at his sparring partner whose vitality was rapidly fading, and said indifferently.

"My master taught me that."

"Sword cultivators don't need protective spiritual energy."

"Only sword cultivators who don't have the confidence to kill the enemy with one strike would use body-protecting spiritual energy."

"One move determines life and death. Either you die or I die."

"This is what sword cultivation is like!"

Then he waved his hand and said coldly, "Come here, take him away to heal his wounds."

Soon, a group of guards in black armor rushed forward and pulled down the seriously injured sparring partner. The whole process was smooth and flowing. This scene had been seen countless times in these days.

The Seventh Prince stood there holding the sword at an angle, looking up at the distant sky full of stars. After a long moment of trance and silence, he lowered his head to look at the drops of blood flowing down the tip of the sword and murmured.

"Master."

"You once told me that when I can defeat that Yuanying Sword Cultivator puppet by myself, I will go out to find you."

"Wait for my master. Ten years at most. I will be out soon."

"I want everyone in the world to know that I am a swordsman taught by you, Master, and I am no weaker than anyone else!"

"I must use my life to promote the master's prestige."

Quzhou, to the north.

A cup of tea passed in a flash, and Chen Lu only felt a darkness in front of his eyes. When he appeared again, he was in a secret realm.

And at the same time.

In the entire Xuantian Continent, all cultivators who had met the requirements of Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and God Transformation all suddenly felt a black screen before their eyes and disappeared on the spot.

This is an extremely cramped secret place.

Chen Lu looked around. It was roughly the same size as the bluestone square in the Great Xia Palace. It might take a long time for a mortal to run there, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator, this distance was basically too far to fully activate his body skills.

As long as you use all your strength to activate your body skills.

And the spiritual awareness is not mastered or the body movement is not mastered very well.

The end result is the same.

Crashed into the barrier in the secret realm.

At this time, a small flag was being planted in the center of the square. In addition to him, there was another person standing in each of the other nine corners of this secret realm. The rules were very simple. Whoever held the flag the longest within a thousand breaths would pass the level.

It's that simple.

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Still unable to move at this time, Chen Lu used his spiritual sense to explore the barrier of this secret realm, which was covered by a milky white bowl-shaped spiritual barrier, which was quite solid.

It is not something he can destroy.

In other words, this secret realm cannot directly break through the barriers of other arenas and annihilate them in one fell swoop like the Great Xia Jiao Ranking.

When everyone was unable to move, there was only one person who seemed to be free from shackles. He rushed out first, holding the flag tightly in his hand with a look of great joy. It was obvious that this person possessed the ability to "seize the opportunity".

But soon the joy on this person's face faded, his expression changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and still held the flag in his hand, then ran to a corner with a vigilant look on his face and looked at the others who were still in shackles.

Chen Lu just glanced at the man and then looked away. Obviously, although this man had the "seize the initiative" ability to break through the shackles and get the flag in advance, the secret realm had not officially begun yet, so the timer had not started yet. This meant that it would be useless for this man to get the flag now. At most, he could seize the initiative as soon as the secret realm began.

Of course, everyone will immediately attack you.

There are pros and cons.

Then again, the term "seize the initiative" seems to be very common, and he seems to have seen many people have it.

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Chen Lu slowly closed his eyes and began to wait patiently for the shackles to dissipate. Perhaps he was lucky, as everyone in this room was in the early Nascent Soul stage and could not pose any threat to him.

Ten breaths later.

He suddenly felt freed from his shackles.

Immediately afterwards, vast spiritual energy suddenly surged out, and countless dark clouds instantly covered the sky above this small secret realm. Violent winds and rainstorms roared in, and the aura of his fifth level of Nascent Soul cultivation was also dispersed without mercy.

For a moment——

The other eight people who were about to attack suddenly froze in place, looking at Chen Yu with an ugly expression. This person was at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, and they were all at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, so naturally they were no match for him. Especially since the power brought by this person in front of them was far beyond the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, they could only feel that he was very strong, but they could not feel how strong he was.

I feel like it can even kill the sixth level of Nascent Soul!

Moreover, he looks so young, a Nascent Soul genius who can fight above his level!
"Chen Yu, he is Chen Yu from Quzhou!"

Perhaps it was because Chen Lu's attack method was so impressive that one of the eight people quickly recognized Chen Lu. He looked a little flustered and couldn't help but shouted loudly. After hearing this, the remaining seven people also held their breath.

There was no hesitation afterwards.

He slowly raised his hands and retreated to the corner of the bluestone square, indicating that he withdrew from the competition.

If they were ordinary Nascent Soul level 5 cultivators, they should have some chance if they all rushed forward together. After all, a tiger cannot defeat a group of thugs. At Nascent Soul level, it would be difficult for one Nascent Soul level 5 cultivator to defeat a dozen Nascent Soul level 1 cultivators.

In the Nascent Soul realm, there is not such a huge disparity in combat power.

After all, those who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage are no pushovers. They must have some hidden tricks, and if they really use them, they can't kill you by surpassing your level, but they will definitely pose a threat to you.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that the other party is an ordinary cultivator at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage.

The one they are facing now is not an ordinary cultivator at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul, but a peerless genius from Quzhou who slaughtered Xiezhou by himself and formed a Nascent Soul at the fifth level of the top level of the twelfth grade of the Heavenly Dao!

A person’s name is like a tree’s shadow!
Anyone who can be listed in the Heavenly Edict is not a waste, let alone this person who has been listed in the Heavenly Edict many times.

Give in.

It's just a "Nascent Soul Combat Power Ranking Secret Realm". There's no need to lose your life here. There's no need.

Chen Lu did not pay any attention to the eight Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators who had retreated to the corner. He just walked calmly with the Tianji Umbrella to the Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator who had first obtained the flag and had been hiding in the corner, and was now looking at him trembling like a sieve.

He looked down at the trembling monk and paused for a while. Seeing that he had no intention of handing over the flag, he stretched out his hand and whispered.

"give it to me."

"No, no!"

The cultivator who was curled up in the corner did not have the slightest bearing of a Nascent Soul cultivator. He stared at Chen Yu like a wandering cultivator who had fallen into the water, and said in a trembling voice. The first time he said "I won't give you anything", his voice was still trembling with strong fear. The second time he said "I won't give you anything" he roared out in a loud but weak voice as if to cheer himself up.

"Unless, unless you."

The words have not yet fallen.

He only saw a small thunder ball that continued to grow larger in his eyes and quickly shot towards his eye sockets. At the last moment before his consciousness faded, he seemed to see countless thunder dragons exploding in his eye sockets.

"boom!!!"

Amid the deafening thunder, the explosions of thousands of thunder dragons suddenly rang out in the secret realm. The cultivator who had just spoken had now turned into minced meat.

Chen Yu casually threw out a wisp of spiritual energy, which picked up the body of the Nascent Soul and the flag that had fallen to the ground.

He has good control of the strength.

Not all of the spiritual energy exploded in this small secret realm; only a little bit of it was used.

And the moment the flag was obtained.

He saw a panel covered by clouds slowly emerging above his dantian.
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"When you hold this flag, the spiritual energy in your dantian will be replenished automatically and rapidly."
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"Ok?"

Chen Lu raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled. So that's how it was. It ensured that no matter who captured the flag, at least they would have some confidence when facing the siege of the other nine people and would not be besieged to death.

Perhaps it was because of this that the early Nascent Soul cultivator was so confident.

Just a pity.

If you look at it this way.

Under this rule, when everyone's cultivation level is the same, this secret realm does have a lot of competition. However, for him, there is no competition, after all, these are all in the early Nascent Soul stage.

Not very durable.

In the entire Xuantian Continent, cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage should account for a large proportion of the Nascent Soul cultivators. He estimated that it may have accounted for 30%, or even the fourth level!

After all, considering the difficulty of cultivation at the Nascent Soul stage, he didn't think it was strange that he was stuck in the early stage of the Nascent Soul for seven or eight years.

After all, not everyone has a sect that provides a lot of resources, allowing them to practice in seclusion without any worries.

What to do if there are no resources?
You have to go out and earn money, right?
You want to go to the secret realm of heaven? You want to fight for adventure? You want to go on an adventure?

Each of these things is life-threatening. It goes without saying that if they die, then if they are not dead but escape with serious injuries, then don't think about practicing. Just heal your wounds first. It will take two or three months or even longer for your injuries to be almost healed. If you return empty-handed last time, then there is no other way but to continue going for the resources for practice.

If you are lucky enough to get back some cultivation resources, you can practice for a year or two, and then repeat the previous stage when the cultivation resources are exhausted.

Normal monks actually have a very hard life.

Afterwards, Chen Lu took the flag, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice his mental skills.

It doesn't matter anyway.

We have to wait until the secret realm ends. I'm free now anyway, so I might as well practice first. After all, this tenfold improvement in cultivation is not always possible.

The remaining eight Nascent Soul early stage cultivators looked at each other and immediately chose to exit the secret realm early.

It's just a Nascent Soul combat power ranking list. There's no way they can be on the list anyway. Their cultivation is too weak. They just came in to go through the motions. There's no need to throw their lives here.

soon--

A thousand breaths passed in the blink of an eye.

Next!

Then he saw the bowl-shaped spiritual energy shield above the entire secret realm suddenly dissipate slowly. Only then did Chen Lu realize that he was actually in a square in the middle of a huge chessboard.

And there is a bowl-shaped aura shield outside each grid.

After the spiritual energy shields dissipated, Chen Lu saw the cultivators standing in other grids. At a glance, there were about a hundred of them. These Nascent Soul cultivators were also the winners who had passed the first secret realm.

Then a panel appeared in front of him.

"Second stage: a hundred-man melee"

"The last monk standing will enter the final stage, 'The Victory Arena'."

"This level has no time limit."

Chen Lu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the level information in front of him. There were about a hundred Nascent Souls here, and there were no early Nascent Souls anymore. The worst was at the fifth level of Nascent Soul.

He is at the same cultivation level as him.

The melee in this situation will become extremely chaotic.

A little carelessness can result in loss of life.

He was confident that no one in the Nascent Soul realm could defeat him, but facing a hundred Nascent Souls at the same time was still a bit too much for him. He couldn't just use force to overwhelm the enemy at this level. He had to hide first and show up again after the fight was almost over.

And at this moment——

"metropolitan!"

A rather surprised voice came from behind him.

Chen Yu turned around and saw that it was Qu Gui, the former Grand Elder of the Qu Family. He was a little surprised and asked, "Qu Gui? You are at the first level of Nascent Soul, and you can pass the first level?"

This is really surprising.

Logically speaking, all the Nascent Soul Level 1 cultivators had already been eliminated in the first stage, and this secret realm could be exited at any time. It was surprising that Qu Gui, who was at the Nascent Soul Level 1 cultivation level, did not exit in advance.

“I played a little trick”

Qu Gui said in a low voice, a little embarrassed, "I have the entry of 'Seize the Opportunity', and the magic I am good at is illusion, invisibility and other unorthodox methods."

"At the beginning, I left an illusion at the original place, then I turned invisible and took the flag. Then I left another illusion of the flag at the original place, and I turned invisible and hid away."

"After they were freed from their shackles, they went to fight for the phantom flag. The real flag was in my hands the whole time, and I was lucky enough to get through."

Chen Yu's eyes flashed with a strange color when he heard this. He consumed 10 merit points and read through the entries on Qu Gui's Nascent Soul. Then he patted Qu Gui's shoulder meaningfully and said with a smile: "This is not just a little trick."

"Is everything going smoothly with the Atonement Order?"

"all the best!"

"Come on, I think you have a great chance of becoming the first outer sect elder of Chaotian Sect."

Upon hearing this, Qu Gui's face lit up with excitement and he nodded heavily: "Thank you for your appreciation, Sect Master. No one should be faster than me in selling the Atonement Orders over there!"

"Well, it's already rare for you to reach the second level of your Nascent Soul level. You should retreat from this level first."

"understand!"

Qu Gui nodded immediately. It happened that the shackles of the secret realm had been removed at this moment. He immediately turned into a white light and disappeared on the spot, exiting the secret realm. However, he could not hide his excitement in his eyes. He was appreciated by the sect master, and the sect master even remembered his name. Wouldn't he be like a fish in water in the sect from now on?

The sect master supports him to take the position of outer sect elder, who can stop him? !

After Qu Gui turned into white light and exited the secret realm, Chen Yu shook his head and sighed softly: "The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders."

Before he had the purple entry "Eye of True Vision" that could see through other people's entries, he really didn't know that there were so many strange and bizarre entries in the world.

Qu Gui's entry.

None of them is related to combat power, which means that Qu Gui’s strength should be the weakest among the Nascent Soul level.

We are all at the same level of Nascent Soul cultivation and at the same realm, so what differentiates our combat power?
Isn't it just relying on the spells learned, item bonuses, all spiritual treasures, and combat experience?

If a person in the early stage of Nascent Soul does not possess any of the entries related to combat power, perhaps he will be very fast in cultivation, or he may be very good at other things, but one thing is certain, that is, this person's combat power must be very weak!
Qu Gui is this kind of person.

Almost all the entries point in two directions.

"Illusion", "Concealment".

He is really a good candidate to be a trouble stirrer. Chen Lu silently deepened his impression of Qu Gui in his heart. Who knows, he might come in handy with this trouble stirrer someday.

Good.

This kind of talent is what the Chaotian Sect needs.

The Chaotian Sect does not really need combat power.

He is enough for the fighting power.

Talents like Xingdou, Qugui, and the shopkeeper who could break the ban, who were good at a certain field, were what Chaotian Sect really needed. After all, he had cultivated hundreds of arts, and each of them might be useful later.

It is impossible for him to learn alchemy, break restrictions, set up formations, and refine weapons.

But these secondary occupations will definitely be useful in the future.

Therefore, the best solution is to gather talents in this area and have them work for him. He only needs to improve his combat effectiveness and make himself strong enough. Others will serve him, and he will be responsible for protecting them so that they can develop in their own fields with peace of mind.

This is what he thought of as a sect.

Gather the strength of several people to raise an immortal.

inherited?

If he dies, he doesn't care about the inheritance or not, he can do whatever he wants.

There are some monks who focus on combat power and will also learn some secondary professions, mainly to use the secondary professions to earn resources for their cultivation.

But he felt that this was putting the cart before the horse and was against Tiangang.

Isn’t the main combat force meant to grab things?

if not.

What's the point of investing so much resources and working so hard to build up our combat power?

at the same time--

White light flashed continuously across the entire chessboard. As many as seventy or eighty people made the same choice as Qu Gui and withdrew from this secret realm one after another.

After all, only the top 100 in the "Nascent Soul Combat Power Ranking" will receive rewards.

Most people have some idea of ​​their own strength. It is difficult for them to fight against opponents of higher levels, let alone those monster geniuses. Anyway, they can't make it into the top 100, so why waste time?

If you lose your life, it will be a real waste. Even if you don’t lose your life, getting injured is a huge loss.

the most important is
They are the high-end combat forces, or the top combat forces, of their respective sects. If they are in the secret realm, it means that the sect is empty. In case the hostile sect leaves the secret realm in advance, they will go to their sect at this time.

Then the few foundation-building disciples left in their sect would be completely vulnerable and would inevitably be massacred, which would be even more of a loss.

In the end, there were only about twenty people left on the chessboard.

Much less.

Chen Lu hid in the corner and held his breath silently, ready to wait for the battlefield to become chaotic so as to pick up fruits to eat. However, he waited for a thousand breaths, and the entire huge chessboard square was quiet.

There was no sign of a fight.

Everyone had the same idea as him, hiding in the dark, ready to come out and deliver a fatal blow at the critical moment.

No one wants to be the one who stands out.

So the scene that emerged was that everyone was stuck here.

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Chen Lu remained expressionless in silence for a long time before he looked at the last line of small words on the second level panel.

"This level has no time limit."

Does it mean that if no one takes the initiative, everyone will continue to waste time like this until their lifespan runs out? Or does it mean that someone can't help it?
Forget it.

He shook his head, unwilling to wait any longer, and estimated the cultivation level of the remaining twenty Nascent Souls.

There are only two at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and the rest are in the late and middle stages of the Nascent Soul stage.

With full firepower, the twelfth-grade Nascent Soul and the spiritual consciousness attacking to pierce the heart.

See if you can eat it all in one bite.

next moment--

The sky above the entire chessboard square was covered with dark clouds, and violent storms swept across the entire chessboard in an instant. The rumbling thunder resounded among the dark clouds, and countless thunder dragons could be vaguely seen surging in the dark clouds.

(End of this chapter)