“So strong!”
Upon hearing this, Di Tian and the other two were horrified.
Wu Tian said: "In fact, you should be thankful. If it were the killing ban and illusion ban, I'm afraid we would be in great danger this time."
The Gold Devouring Rat said, "Wutian, don't you have the Nine Tribulations Transformation Saint Weapon? See if you can break it by force."
“I guess it won’t work.” Wutan shook his head, but he took out the Dragon Slaying Sword and asked Ditian to try it, because he had the highest level of cultivation here.
Di Tian took the Dragon Slaying Sword, the power of fire gushed out, and clusters of flames suddenly burned on the sword body.
"cut!"
With a low shout, Di Tian slashed out with all his strength, and a sword light broke through the air.
There seemed to be an invisible wall in the void a hundred feet ahead. When the sword light swept to this place, it immediately made a deafening roar!
Then everything disappeared into thin air, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing this, Di Tian swung his sword with all his strength again, but the result was the same.
Throwing the Dragon Slaying Sword to Wu Tian, Di Tian shook his head and said, "Unless you are a pseudo-saint overlord, don't even think about breaking it with brute force."
"False Saint Overlord... It looks like we are really trapped."
Han Tian smiled bitterly, as if he remembered something, and said to Wu Tian: "Why not just self-destruct the Dragon Slaying Sword?"
"No, the Dragon Slaying Sword will explode and be able to kill the Pseudo-Saint Overlord. With such a strong killing power, we can only hide in the Star Realm. Once I enter the Star Realm, the Star Realm will be exposed and hit head-on. By then, the spiritual essence of the Star Realm will be destroyed, and it would be strange if Xiao Wuhao doesn't skin us alive."
Wu Tian shook his head.
In the past, before the Tongtian Divine Tree was refined into a second life carrier, if it felt threatened, the Divine Tree would instinctively protect the Starry Realm, but that is no longer possible now.
He had tried before, but was unable to unleash the divine power that could protect the starry world.
However, the strength of the Tongtian Divine Tree is only equivalent to that of a cultivator in the Wushuang period. How could it possibly withstand the destructive power of the Zhulong Sword's self-detonation
Di Tian's eyes lit up and he said, "Isn't Babel awake? Why not ask him to help a little?"
Wu Tian's heart moved.
However, before he could open his mouth, the voice of Babel sounded in his mind: "Little guy, I won't help you. You have to solve this little matter by yourself."
Wu Tian pleaded, "Sixth Brother, if it were any other time, I would definitely not ask you for help, but saving people is important now, and there can be no delay. Sixth Brother, can you just help me once?"
"no!"
Babel decisively refused, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "But I can help you record the people who set up the trap to harm you."
"who is it?"
A cold light flashed in Wu Tian’s eyes.
"They are just outside the restriction. As for who they are, I will naturally give you the recorded images after you break the restriction. You will know at that time. Okay, I won't waste my time talking to you anymore. I am going to recover my energy now."
After Tongtian Tower finished speaking, his voice quickly faded away. No matter how Wutan called out, there was no response. He felt helpless and looked at Di Tian and the other man who were full of expectations, and shook his head gently.
After a moment's silence, Di Tian sighed and said, "For now, you are the only one who can comprehend it. How long will it take?"
Wu Tian thought about it and said uncertainly: "It took me four months to comprehend the first-level Saint's prohibition. This prohibition is infinitely close to the first-level Great Saint's prohibition. It will take at least four years and at most ten years."
Emperor Tian said: "Then you must work hard. There are only five years left until the Hundred Years Competition. If you miss it, you will have to wait another hundred years."
"What I'm most worried about is You Hanyun. If the people who captured her want to kill her, with her strength, she won't be able to resist at all." Wutan was very worried.
Di Tian said: "There's no point in worrying now, let's get started quickly!"
Wutan took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, his soul power gushed out from his crown, and began to look for the location of the forbidden talisman.
The Gold-Eating Rat asked suspiciously, "Di Tian, who do you think is going to attack us?"
Di Tian pondered for a moment and said, "The only enemies we made in the heaven are Lu Jiyuan, Xie Deshao, the Sun Moxi brothers, Du Yuan, Ye Ming and others. Except for Lu Jiyuan and Sun Moxi, the rest are dead. If we use common sense to infer, it should be one of the three of them. But now a ninth-level calamity master has appeared, so I dare not jump to conclusions."
"What you mean is that it's not these three who are doing this in secret?" said the Gold-Eating Rat.
"No."
Di Tian shook his head, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, and smiled, "It is possible that they will invite people from other places to deal with us."
"It has come to this, and you can still laugh." The gold-eating rat was speechless.
"As you said, since things have already happened, what's the point of looking sad? It's better to face it with a smile. Well, let's start practicing. I estimate that within five years, I will be able to enter the fourth tribulation."
Di Tian smiled slightly, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly entered into seclusion.
"The fourth calamity. This guy is so fast. It seems that I have to work hard, otherwise I will be left far behind again."
Han Tian muttered, and also sat cross-legged on the ground, practicing quietly.
The gold-eating rat looked at the two of them with its small eyes, then looked at Wutan, and simply lay down aside and began to practice.
"Maybe I know who it is, but if it's really him, why would he target us?"
Wutan secretly complained in his heart, his soul power trembled, and a black forbidden talisman appeared out of thin air in mid-air.
"If it is really you, after I break the ban, I will settle this account with you."
Wutan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he flew into the sky, sitting cross-legged beside the forbidden talisman. His soul power sank into the talisman, and he began to comprehend the forbidden patterns inside.
…
Ban outside.
An old man and a young man stood at the entrance of the valley.
The young man asked, "Second Uncle, why don't you just kill them?"
The old man laughed and said, "Ji Yuan, it's no problem to kill Gu Yi, but I can't kill him in a short time. After all, he is the messenger of the heavenly soldiers and holds the Nine Tribulations Transformation Holy Soldiers in his hands. Besides, if a fight really starts, Yuan Jiaoyun will definitely not sit idly by."
That’s right!
That young man was Lu Jiyuan!
Lu Jiyuan was puzzled and asked, "Don't you have a killing ban?"
The old man shook his head and said, "My killing ban is just an ordinary ninth-level holy ban. There are still some risks in killing Gu Yi, so don't worry. The confinement I set is basically a first-level great saint ban. Without the combat power of a pseudo-saint, don't even think about breaking it."
"But Gu Yi is also a forbidden master, and his comprehension is so high that even the three giants admire him." Lu Jiyuan looked worried.
The old man said disdainfully: "No matter how strong your comprehension is, it takes me eight thousand years to comprehend this kind of confinement. Even if Gu Yi is a demon in terms of his talent in the way of confinement, it will take at least four or five thousand years. After four or five thousand years, not to mention me, even you will be a great sage overlord. Why are you afraid of three ants?"
Lu Jiyuan smiled and said, "Second uncle is really good at calculating. I admire you, nephew."
"Haha, you little rascal, your uncle has now removed the obstacles for you. You must work hard. As long as you can win the first place in the competition, I will arrange a marriage between you and Aoxue." The old man laughed.
"No problem. As long as Gu Yi and the other two are not here, the first place will be easy to get." Lu Jiyuan smiled confidently, frowned suddenly, and asked, "By the way, second uncle, how should we deal with You Hanyun?"
"That girl doesn't have much talent, but she looks good. You might as well marry her as well. Then you must work hard to give birth to a few more fat boys for our Ji family to carry on the family line." The old man laughed.
When he heard that he was going to marry two beauties, Lu Jiyuan was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "My nephew will definitely not let down your second uncle's high expectations."
…
Time always slips away unknowingly.
In a blink of an eye, five years have passed.
Amid the anticipation of tens of millions of Huang Palace disciples, the Centennial Competition finally kicked off.
A day or two before the competition, the inner palace disciples who were training in various places rushed back to the Huang Palace one after another.
On the day when the competition started, both the outer palace disciples and the law enforcers gathered in the air above the Ninety-Nine Sacred Mountains.
Because the place where the inner palace disciples compete is the top of the Ninety-Nine Holy Mountains.
The Ninety-Nine Holy Mountains are all filled with Five Tribulations Supreme Saint Soldiers. Allowing disciples to compete here will, firstly, not cause any damage to the Yellow Palace. Secondly, the Ninety-Nine Holy Mountains are equivalent to ninety-nine arenas, which can hold multiple matches at a time, saving a lot of time.
As for the pressure from the Ninety-Nine Sacred Mountains, it will naturally be contained by the Palace Master and will not have any impact on the contestants.
In mid-air, law enforcers and outer palace disciples were scattered around the Ninety-Nine Sacred Mountains, forming a sea of people.
In front of the crowd, three giants and an old man in gray stood side by side. If you look closely, you will find that the three giants looked at the old man in gray with deep awe.
In front of the four men, a total of 90,000 inner palace disciples stood in a neat row. They had straight backs and bright eyes. Before the game even started, they exuded a strong fighting spirit and the belief that they would win.
The gray-robed old man glanced at the entire audience, and finally fixed his eyes on the 90,000 inner palace disciples. He said, "The rules are the same as in previous years. There are 1,000 people in each holy mountain. The ten winners will enter the finals. Let's begin!"
When the Palace Master heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he turned around and bowed, saying, "Master Ji, can you wait a moment?"
"The time has come, no need to wait any longer, let's begin!"
The gray-robed old man rejected the palace master's plea expressionlessly. With a command, 90,000 inner palace disciples transformed into streams of light and flew towards the tops of the major sacred mountains.
The most eye-catching among them are Lu Jiyuan and Leng Aoxue.
Moreover, due to how powerful the two were, many inner palace disciples were unwilling to be on the same stage with them.
However, the three giants had already allocated the personnel for the ninety arenas, and those who were assigned to be with Leng Aoxue and the other person had no choice but to go ahead, even though they were extremely reluctant.
Soon, 90,000 inner palace disciples took their positions, and under the command of the gray-robed old man, a melee officially began!
At the same time, the three giants of the Yellow Palace were also communicating secretly.
The Palace Master said angrily, "Where on earth has that bastard Gu Yi been? He has not been seen for five years, and no news has been sent back."
The deputy palace master wondered, "Will he back down at the last minute?"
The Palace Master said, "Impossible. With his attainments in the art of prohibition, he has firmly won first place. How could he possibly back down at the critical moment?"
"Alas, I just hope he can show up in time, otherwise all our efforts will be wasted." The law enforcement commander looked sad and worried.
And on the first battlefield.
Wutan, who had been in seclusion for five years, finally opened his eyes, and two rays of bright light burst out of his eyes!
(End of this chapter)