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"Alright, the first type. Come on in." In an instant, the voice that came from inside wasn't one of the two from before, nor was it new. Instead, it was the voice of one of the people who had worked so hard for hundreds of years.

"Master, you should go in." Qin Bi Hai whispered.

"So fast …" Although a few days had passed, he still couldn't feel the passage of time. He only fell into a trance for a few hours.

"Yun Chen, wait for me." Thunder looked at Yun Chen from afar and secretly prepared everything, it was not as simple as it was back then.

As for the low-key teenager that Yun Chen was paying attention to, his head was buried in his long hair, his face and expression could not be seen.

After that, Cai Yizhi appeared, and many people had a fresh look at her. Although Yun Chen did not know about her strength, her true strength had always been deeply engraved in his heart.

But Caiwu did not come. It was as if she had given up this chance, as this was a very important examination. It was a test and treatment which determined the future of her Sect. However, she still gave up. As for the reason, perhaps only she herself knew.

Many people from the outer circle quickly walked towards the array. The departure of Emperor Bing and the rest greatly reduced the pressure of the array. The weaker it was, the more normal the array would be.

Amongst these people, there were some from the previous few years, and some were from the current Heaven's Pride s. But in this battle, no matter what, to the current Heaven's Pride, they were all being suppressed by the older generation, because they were all cultivators of the Sublimation Stage.

For example, Yun Chen, who only had power to resist Incarnation Stage, was nothing special about him.

As they entered, the array was activated once more.

As soon as each person stepped onto the platform, they vanished.

The fight between the first kind was very boring for the second kind and the third kind who were not present yet. The only fun part was that each of them were betting that there would be a dark horse that would hide the glory of the same kind of people and eventually go straight to the second kind. Only then would there be a future.

There was another possibility. If they could produce the second type of elegance, to the point of being strong enough to destroy space, like Langdao, then this time, they would be able to attract the attention of the entire audience.

But up until now, no one in the first category had been able to accomplish this, especially those who had just entered the Sect. The first category of the older generation could still explain, but for those who had entered the first category of the Sect, their resources and techniques would be endless and limitless in the future.

The screen, under the control of the old man, slowly opened as everyone entered the stage. It swept away the shock left behind by Emperor Bing and Yan Sheng.

There were many reasons why they had come here. However, the battle before their eyes was a contest between simplicity and wisdom. There were even enmity between the new and old disciples.

"Back then, only one person was able to escape from the old disciple's pursuit and create that new situation …" The old man calmly laid on the chair. The rich spiritual energy nourished his dry skin, and the reminiscence of his emotions caused him to recall his memories.

"What a pity, what a pity …"

The painting showed a man standing on top of a tall mountain, looking at the ground. He was looking for a target, or was he observing the terrain, so no one knew what he was thinking.

In the first group, there were only around 30 people. Each person was transported to a different place, just like in the last round. Some people were in the swamp, some were in the snow, some were in the forest and so on. But there was only one thing that was completely different from the last battle. There were no Wild Beast here, and Sect had to be considered for a long time, which was why they gave up on the illusion of Wild Beast.

Sure enough, not long after, there were people who immediately voiced their hatred. Some of them were careless at the moment, while others were careless.

The black mud, the sight of it made people feel nauseous. The stench was turbid, and when people got closer, they would feel a wave of dizziness, and even had a completely different effect on their faces. Many people's hands trembled, and they kept on grabbing onto their own faces, and in the end, they would rot and die, and this would be an unforgettable experience for him.

Yun Chen was alone as he walked through the endless snow. Without any Wild Beast, he would occasionally see a few shattered ice platforms, but under his strong will, he had nowhere to hide, and he easily avoided them.

"What should come, will eventually come." As he whispered, a gloomy-looking person slowly walked out. He was wearing white clothes that made him look like an invisible person. If one didn't pay attention, they would lose sight of him.

"Who is it?" Yun Chen was shocked. As soon as he entered, he met a big enemy, which made him a little depressed.

"Hehe, Yun Chen?" The newcomers were actually not strangers.

"Who?"

"If he doesn't admit it, neither does he deny it. That would mean he has acknowledged it." The corners of the newcomer's mouth curled up as he could not help but let out a carefree laugh. "Then let's not waste any more time. You can go die now …"

As the sound of his voice faded, he was clad in white, and as he made his decision, a sharp glint of light that was hidden in the shadows pierced through the air, creating an explosive sound as though he wanted to shatter the ice block.

"Who arranged this?" In an instant, a few figures appeared in Yun Chen's mind, but he could not confirm who they were.

Clang!

When the blood was drawn, it was unknown when it was prepared, but it accurately prevented the opponent from using their magic tools.

"Not bad, a low level Treasure can actually compete with my magic tool?" The newcomers naturally did not think that Yun Chen had a magical equipment, and that someone had already told them of their opponent's strength.

Boom! An empty black hole was revealed on an ice block. The fake was fake after all, and the fake was impossible to achieve perfection.

Yun Chen's strength, had exceeded their original expectations, regardless of whether it was strength or strength, they were both not weaker than him. He even suspected that the other party was using him to train.

"Damn it." The person held onto the magic tool tightly, and then used his time difference in the dark, his realm was profound, so he did not need to take on the danger of facing a Heaven's Pride like Yun Chen.

The Dao Arts were completed in an instant, his right hand performed an incantation and laughed, then a huge water dragon flew out, straight at Yun Chen, tearing at him.

"Trampoline." Yun Chen roared as he stomped his foot fiercely on the ground. With the help of his all the meridians and cavities in his body, the force of about a thousand kilograms was perfectly explained and with a bang, the water splattered in all directions. The water dragon swallowed everything in its mouth and turned into water droplets.

In here, the Spiritual Energy would only use a single point less, furthermore, their Immortal Foundation was half real and half illusory, so they would not be able to obtain enough nourishment. If they wanted to be like the Emperor Bing, only with the strength of their Spirit Transformation Stage would they be able to accomplish this.

"Again." How could the newcomer be willing? He was clear of the other party's Pulse Arts, but he had still underestimated the other party's reaction speed.

"Who are you?" Yun Chen decisively killed as he let out a long howl, cutting off the incoming attacks. In addition to its mysteriousness, he secretly changed the structure of the spearhead to defend against the opponent's magical equipment.

His opponent's magic tool was simply too bizarre. No matter what shape the head was in, whether it was pointed, blunt, or conical, they were all very strange. When they were all in the head, there was nothing to say.

However, his tools lacked flexibility. After going through so many battles, Yun Chen's flexibility was the most indispensable.

Under the Trampoline, stepping on the clouds was as flat as flat land. As Yun Chen retreated while attacking, he was still worried about the other party's dao techniques.

"Remember, my name is Chen Hui." Chen Hui said solemnly, not slacking off at all.

With a sweep, his magical equipment completely forced Yun Chen away, and after that, he yelled like thunder, "Water Dragon Lock."

This was one of the most common Daoist magics, but it was also the most effective for those with a low cultivation level. It was able to restrict the opponent.

"Dammit. It's coming again?" Yun Chen was quite depressed. He had suffered another setback when it came to the same move, how could he not feel helpless?