Ye Xingchen's calmness at this time seemed a bit too calm, but others did not have time to observe Ye Xingchen's expression at this time.
As the former No. 1 God King, such small scenes were all leftover from his past.
However, Ye Xingchen was happy to see such a scene, because then everyone would panic.
The more panicked a person is, the more he or she will express an idea that ordinary people cannot fathom.
"Damn it, this powerful Martial Emperor used heavy treasures to lure us to death."
"Damnable Martial Emperor. One day I will have more power than you. I will definitely conquer your Heaven-breaking Spiritual Abyss."
"Oh, why do I feel so uncomfortable all over my body?"
Just when everyone was cursing, everyone had an unconscious impulse, as if the spiritual power in their Dantian was leaking out.
"My spiritual power is leaking out, how could this happen!" A strong casual cultivator exclaimed.
Ye Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and he immediately realized the reason. From the moment they stepped here, they had already entered a killing array.
The name of this killing formation is 'Blood Spirit Formation', and it is a seventh-level formation.
Generally speaking, when the formation reaches the seventh level, it is not something that ordinary strong men can break through if they want.
The seventh-level formation is enough to trap a strong martial artist to death, let alone a group of martial kings and martial cultivators of the Heavenly Realm.
"Everyone gather together and condense spiritual power to break the formation."
At this time, the leader of Tiandu Sect suddenly shouted loudly.
Everyone in the group responded one after another, gathered together, and formed seals to condense their spiritual power.
Just when everyone gathered together, Ye Xingchen was the only one who could be seen staying there calmly, like a dead person.
"You bastard, come here and die quickly. If my life is put in charge here, I will be the first to take your back."
"Damn, I'm about to die. Are you deaf?"
"Damn it!"
Ye Xingchen's actions successfully aroused public outrage, but Ye Xingchen seemed not to hear their voices.
At some point, Ye Xingchen had thirty more high-grade crystal stones in his hand.
Ye Xingchen threw the crystal in the air with his backhand and began to form seals with his hands.
At this time, Ye Xingchen's sealing technique was so complicated that everyone was stunned almost instantly.
"What is he doing? What is this brat doing?"
"No, he is also forming a formation. Where did this brat get out of, and he actually knows such a mysterious formation?"
"It's incredible. Could it be that he is a disciple of some hidden family?"
Everyone looked at Ye Xingchen in stunned silence, and immediately started talking.
Just when everyone was alert to the danger of death, Ye Xingchen condensed a powerful halo of light and enveloped himself.
"Anyone who doesn't want to die, come here." Ye Xingchen said in a cold voice.
Facing this group of scum-like people, Ye Xingchen had no mercy at all. Ye Xingchen knew very well that these people would attack those around him at any time.
"Damn it, just die."
Whoever was not afraid of death rushed out first and stood in Ye Xingchen's condensed halo of light.
Immediately, the man felt that the spiritual power that had been drained from his Dantian paused. He adjusted his breath and recovered most of his spiritual power.
"Damn, that's amazing!" A casual cultivator yelled and hurriedly got in.
Immediately, people from the four major sects took the lead and rushed towards Ye Xingchen.
Of the hundreds of people in the group, naturally not all of them would be so lucky to be able to get into Ye Xingchen's condensed aperture.
There were more than 20 people who were squeezed out of the circle of light. Slowly, the bodies of those 20 people began to rot and gradually turned into a pool of blood.
Everyone couldn't help but swallow when they saw this scene.
"Everyone forms a seal and instills spiritual power into me, and I will break the formation." Ye Xingchen said quickly.
Originally, there were still people who were not very willing to believe Ye Xingchen, but now they have reached this critical moment.
Naturally, a dead horse is treated as a living horse. A shred of hope for survival is always much stronger than despair.
Immediately, everyone formed a seal with their hands and instilled spiritual power into Ye Xingchen.
For a moment, Ye Xingchen felt that he had inexhaustible spiritual power in his body, and then he formed a seal with his backhand.
"break!"
As Ye Xingchen condensed an illusory sword, he slashed it on an inconspicuous stone.
Immediately, the formation disappeared, and the formation was broken by Ye Xingchen.
Everyone withdrew their spiritual power and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads. This was undoubtedly a gamble with the God of Death.
Fortunately, with a strange being like Ye Xingchen, they won the bet and didn't have to die for the time being.
"Hahahaha, a group of lucky juniors, congratulations on successfully cracking my first test, the seventh-level blood spirit array."
What followed was this ancient and rich voice.
"Fuck you, I'm here to get your treasure, not to step on thunder."
"Damn, I almost died inside, you damn Martial Emperor."
"Mighty Martial Emperor, I greet the eighteenth generation of your ancestors, grass."
A group of casual cultivators used swear words in an elegant manner, which made the people of the four major sects not ashamed but proud.
Ye Xingchen still stood quietly, without any expression.
"Next, it's time to reward treasures." The ancient and rich voice sounded again.
Immediately, dazzling lights suddenly flashed in mid-air.
Pieces of weapons and armor were suspended in mid-air, leaving everyone stunned.
Counting carefully, there are a total of twenty weapons, all of which are the highest-grade Mystical Weapons, and there is actually a fake spiritual weapon among them.
"Baby, my baby."
"Whatever you want to rob, it all belongs to my Tiandu Sect."
"Whoever dares to rob will be killed!"
Everyone is almost crazy. The reward of the first test has made everyone crazy to this extent. The further they go, the ending is really unknown to everyone.
Ye Xingchen found a secluded place and sat quietly, watching the group of people fighting.
After a fight, dozens more people died, including many strong men above the fifth level of Martial King who were surrounded and killed.
Ye Xingchen seems to know the rules of this treasure hunting game very well. He is waiting for a suitable opportunity for him to take action.
Facing this group of powerful Martial Kings, Ye Xingchen had almost no chance of winning, so he couldn't take risks.
"Boy, why don't you grab the treasure?"
While Ye Xingchen was quietly watching the battle, an ancient and rich voice came into Ye Xingchen's mind.
"If you can hide your little tricks from those who are obsessed with profit, how can you deceive me." Ye Xingchen sneered.
"Oh? You mean, the treasure I gave you didn't move your heart?" the ancient voice said again.
"It can't be said, it can't be said." Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly, looking mysterious and unpredictable.
Soon, the scene was suppressed. The four major sects led a group of strong men to suppress a group of casual cultivators, and all the treasures were divided among the four major sects.