The four men left, but Old Twelve kept biting Wutan.
"Boy, I heard you want to learn the forbidden technique. If you are willing to give me the obsidian, I will teach you well. Otherwise, hmph, even begging me will be useless."
Wu Tian ignored him and flew on his own. With the order from the Great Venerable, he was not afraid that he would not teach.
"Let's make a deal. Half each is fine. And if there's anything in the future, like fighting or destroying a clan, just come to me."
Seeing that threats were useless, Lao Twelve began to tempt him, but Wu Tian was unmoved and refused to give in.
"Wutian boy, you can't refine the Obsidian Divine Stone, so it's useless to take it. You will give it to me later anyway, so you might as well give it to me now and do me a favor!"
Obsidian is impervious to water and fire, so no matter how high one's cultivation level is, it is useless. One can only rely on mysterious restrictions to refine the Obsidian Divine Stone. And he is the only one in Shura Palace who understands the way of restrictions, so he is very confident that Wutan will ask him for help in the future.
"You don't have to worry about this."
Wutan sneered. With this little Yuan-Swallowing Frog, are you still afraid that there is nothing you can do
"Why are you so stubborn, kid?"
Old Twelve was helpless, he had never seen such a troublesome little guy before. If it was someone else, he might have smashed him to pieces with one palm, but Wutan was the candidate chosen by the Palace Master, even he didn't dare to act recklessly.
Wutan ignored him and quickly rushed towards the medicine field.
Here, the little guy and others had been waiting for a long time, but except for the little guy, everyone else was unhappy, with extremely ugly faces, staring at the little guy, their eyes spewing anger.
The beautiful woman asked in confusion, "What's going on?"
"It's all because of this little thing. It's simply a greedy little devil. It looted all the treasures such as spiritual medicines and spiritual weapons. We didn't get anything except some secret books."
A big man stared at the little guy with anger in his eyes, and it looked like he wanted to cut it into pieces.
The three beautiful women were stunned, staring at the little guy strangely, then looked at Wutan. The two of them were indeed good brothers, with exactly the same moral character, both shameless to the extreme.
The colorful-clothed woman sneered, "Haha, there are so many of you, but you can't even defeat a small beast. You are really useless."
"But it's faster than us, and it's slippery, so we can't catch it at all!"
The nineteen elders felt so aggrieved. They had worked together before but couldn't catch the little bastard. If they could kill it, it wouldn't have to happen. The key was that they couldn't do it seriously. Instead, they were severely fooled by it. It was so frustrating.
"Have you found the Soul Devouring Grimoire?"
What the beautiful woman wanted most was this vicious demonic book, not that she wanted to actually practice with it, but that there were some parts in it that were worth learning from, and perhaps they could open up a different way of practicing.
A dozen elders shook their heads.
"It seems that Huoyunzi and Huo Zhenren are keeping it personally!" The beautiful woman frowned and said, "You can go back first!"
"yes!"
The two sects were destroyed, and the mission was accomplished. They had no right to intervene in the remaining battles, so they opened the gate and left without hesitation.
"Let's go too, the war is about to really begin!"
Old Twelve pointed his finger, a golden light shone, and then the gate opened quickly, and Wutan and the other three walked in one after another.
The Huoyun Sect followed in the footsteps of the Yan Sect. Its base was destroyed, its elixirs, secret books, spells, and weapons were looted, and even its spiritual veins were gone. Even if Chi Yanzi, Huoyunzi and others hadn't died, they would have become a second or third rate sect and would have had little chance of turning things around.
Moreover, it only took half a day to destroy two first-rate sects. The strength of Shura Palace is truly terrifying!
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On the edge of the Dragon God Mountains, countless young talents are collecting prey.
Only the first fifty people who hunt down one hundred Tuomai Perfection Stage beasts can enter the second round of the finals. Such a test is not a big obstacle for some geniuses, but for ordinary disciples, it poses a huge risk.
The Dragon God Mountain Range is the base camp for monsters. Even on the edge, monsters in the stage of perfect expansion of meridians can be found in groups, and there are also many ferocious beasts in the initial stage of Baichao.
When faced with a single Perfection-stage demon beast, fellow disciples working together might be able to kill it easily, but if faced with a large group of them, even a cultivator at the Hundred Dynasties stage would have to retreat.
What's more, among these disciples, the one with the highest cultivation level is only at the stage of Perfection of Expanding Meridians. Moreover, in order to fight for the only fifty places, most of those with high cultivation levels will not care whether you are a fellow disciple or not, and will only care about themselves.
The remaining people with low cultivation can only try their luck.
There are also many people who choose to form teams, share the prey they hunt, or even join forces to hunt other participants in the competition and snatch the spoils. If they are lucky, they can get a large number of monster corpses at one time. This method is relatively quick.
Therefore, here, the danger from monsters is secondary, and the same kind is the biggest threat!
Thousands of miles away from the edge of the Dragon God Mountains, there is a vast and boundless plain, which is completely bare without a single weed. The strangest thing is that the soil here is dark red, as if it had been soaked in blood all year round.
It was filled with figures, at least ten thousand people, but no one spoke, it was very quiet. Some of them stared at the Dragon God Mountain Range with sharp eyes, while others closed their eyes, relaxing their bodies and minds.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, the void in the central area began to move, and then golden light shone. A gate opened, and four figures walked out of it, and then the gate quickly closed.
It was Wutan and his four companions who walked out of the boundary gate.
The appearance of several people immediately attracted a lot of attention. Those who had their eyes closed to rest also opened their eyes and looked over, but they only glanced briefly and then looked away or closed their eyes again. Only a few people kept their eyes fixed here, staring at Wutan.
Feeling someone was watching him, Wutan looked over, his eyes suddenly flashing, the corner of his mouth raised with a sneer, then he followed the three beautiful women and walked towards the territory belonging to Shura Palace.
The ones who were spying on Wu Tian were Chi Yanzi, Yan Zhen, Huo Yunzi, Huo Zhenren and others.
The eyes that several people looked at Wutan were full of strong murderous intent, which made the people who had closed their eyes open their eyes again, look at the few people, and then look at the white-haired young man, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.
The great venerable asked, "Is everything done?"
The beautiful woman nodded and said, "The bases of the two sects have been destroyed, and with Old Twelve trapping one side, they won't receive any news."
The Great Venerable nodded and looked at Wu Tian, "I have kept my word. You should be satisfied now!"
To the Great Venerable's surprise, Wutan shook his head and looked at Chi Yanzi and others with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and his meaning was very clear.
“Don’t worry, if possible, I will lead my men to kill them all immediately!” The Great Venerable was full of domineering power, and his tone was as easy as crushing an ant to death.
Wu Tian said: "It's not too late to take action after I get the plasma."
"Are you so sure?"
Wutan raised the corner of his mouth, his expression was full of confidence, and then he glanced at the eight people next to the Great Venerable, his pupils slightly contracted. From these people, he felt an aura that was no less than that of the woman in colorful clothes, and slightly inferior to the beautiful woman and the Great Venerable. He guessed that they should be the other eight Venerables.
Then, he looked at the dozens of elders behind them. Each of them brought him a strong sense of crisis. These people had unfathomable strength, and some of them had even reached the divine transformation stage.
At the same time, these people were also looking at Wutan, who was wearing white clothes and white hair. Although he looked ordinary, he had an extraordinary temperament. Facing a being more powerful than himself, there was no fear in his eyes. He was neither humble nor arrogant, but calm and composed. Especially when they saw the confident expression on his face, they couldn't help but nodded.
"This boy has a good character. It seems that the Great Venerable did not make a mistake in his judgment."
Everyone couldn't help but nod their heads, even the other eight venerables couldn't help but look at him with admiration.
The first round of competition had already passed half a day, and there were many powerful players involved. The mission might be almost completed, but this boy was still so confident. They all began to look forward to it, wanting to see if he really had the confidence and strength, or was just pretending to be calm.
“Someone is back!”
At this moment, the noise suddenly dissipated, and more than a dozen young men and women came rushing over, their clothes ragged and bloodstained, each holding a mustard bag in their hands. Obviously, these people had completed their mission.
"is her!"
After scanning these people one by one, Wutan's gaze fixed on a woman in purple. This person was Chao Xi who had framed him.
Wu Tian was puzzled and surprised, he was very clear about Chao Xi's strength. He was only at the initial stage of expanding meridians at the beginning, but now he was the first group of people to complete the task. Moreover, his clothes were intact, with only occasional bloodstains, and he seemed to be more relaxed than the others.
"The stage of perfect expansion of meridians!"
Wutan's eyes flickered. Half a year had passed, and Chaoxi's strength had reached the perfect stage of expanding his meridians. His speed was several times faster than his. It was truly unimaginable.
"There is a strange aura in her body. It should be the residual soul of Kong Lingzi!" the little guy transmitted the message.
Hearing this, Wutan suddenly realized that if this was the case, then everything could be explained.
Chao Xi seemed to notice Wu Tian as well and smiled, but this smile was full of resentment and disdain.
In the battle of Bibo Mountain, this person brought her great shame, which she would never forget. So from the moment she became the carrier of Kong Lingzi's residual soul, she was always thinking about how to take revenge on Wutan.
She was extremely disappointed that she didn't see Wu Tian in the Hundred Sects Competition, but she didn't expect him to show up at this moment, and it seemed that he would participate in the competition, so she smiled. She wanted to pay back the humiliation she had suffered in the past double in this competition. Moreover, she was confident enough that with her current strength, she could definitely defeat him easily and humiliate him to her heart's content.
Wutan saw this but showed no emotion and was very calm.
"Great Venerable!"
Except for Chao Xi, all the people in this group were disciples of Shura Hall. On the chest of each of them, there were three small golden characters "Shura Hall!" engraved. They walked up to the Great Venerable with expressionless faces, knelt on one knee and bowed, and presented the mustard seed bag with both hands.
The great venerable nodded. Without saying anything, an elder behind him stood up, took over a dozen mustard seed bags, checked them, and nodded to the former.
"Step aside to recuperate and prepare for the second round of competition," the Great Venerable said calmly.
"yes!"
A dozen people responded, and then retreated behind the elders, sat on the ground, and began to repair their injuries. From beginning to end, they didn't even look at Wutan, probably because they were not familiar with him, or more likely because they disdainful!
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