"Eh?"
Ye Qinghan looked at the warrior on his left in surprise. His face was filled with astonishment, then surprise turned into surprise and surprise turned into joy. Finally, joy turned into respect and gratitude.
He had talked to at least five warriors in this godforsaken place, but in the end, no one paid any attention to him. They didn't even bother to look at him. His understanding of the Forgotten Land came from his eyes and the three clay tablets at the foot of the Rain Emperor Mountain, which gave him some basic information about this place.
At this moment, someone was willing to talk to him and answer his questions. How could he not be excited? He tried his best to calm himself down before transmitting his voice respectfully, "Thank you for your reminder, Senior. Can I ask you a few questions?"
The warrior didn't reply for a long time. Just when Ye Qinghan was a little disappointed, the warrior said, "Three!"
Ye Qinghan's face lit up and he nodded heavily. Then he started to think. It was a rare opportunity, so he had to cherish it. After thinking for a while, he turned to the warrior and said, "Sir, is there any other way to get the Holy Fruit in this place, besides fighting against the odds?"
"Yes!" This time, the martial artist's voice transmission was very fast, but his answer was very simple, only one word. Ye Qinghan was overjoyed. He knew that the most important thing right now was to obtain enough Holy Fruits. Only then would he be able to survive. Only by surviving would there be hope. So he asked nervously, "What is it?"
"Enter the second floor of the Rain Emperor Mountain!"
The second floor of the Rain Emperor Mountain? Ye Qinghan thought of the captain's words, "Without orders, if anyone dares to enter the second floor, he will be killed!" Then he thought of the second floor of the Rain Emperor Mountain. The people who came down from the Sky Stairway all appeared out of thin air. Now he understood that there must be a restriction on the second floor. From the first floor, he couldn't see what was going on in the second floor, not even with his soul consciousness. There must be something else in the second floor.
Ye Qinghan asked again, "How do I enter the second floor?"
"Fight against the odds ten times!" The warrior replied again. Every time he sent a message, it was short. It seemed that saying one more word would consume a lot of energy.
F * ck …
Ye Qinghan rolled his eyes in his mind. The words of a martial artist were as good as nothing. If Lin Fan was able to survive even after fighting ten times, he should not be lacking in holy fruits in the near future. Moreover, the qualification to fight against the heavens was decided by the strange method of drawing lots. If one's luck was bad, or if someone was controlling it, who knew how long it would take to fight against the heavens ten times. Moreover, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to survive ten times. He realized that he was asking in the wrong direction, so he asked about Ni Zhan again, "Senior, are all the warriors here at the Divine General Realm?"
The martial artists here usually did not use their divine power, so it was impossible to determine their cultivation realms. However, he felt that they should all be at the God General Realm. Otherwise, that black-armored martial artist would not have separated the God Generals, God Kings, and God Emperors.
However, he didn't receive any reply this time. The cultivator went completely silent. When Ye Qinghan received no reply, he cupped his fists and bowed to this cultivator. Then, he turned around and closed his eyes, deep in thought.
One could enter the second level of the Rain Emperor Mountain by fighting against the heavens ten times? No wonder so many martial artists signed up at the beginning of the heavens ten times. The martial artists who drew lots were so excited. It seemed that they all wanted to fight against the heavens ten times and enter the second level. What was in the second level? Was it worth risking their lives for?
After sitting for a while, another team arrived. They were all in purple armor. They were from the Thunder God Tribe. In addition to the people from the Cloud Emperor Tribe and the Wind Emperor Tribe, only the people from the Demonic Beast Tribe were left. After the martial artists from the Thunder Emperor Tribe came in, they didn't say much. They sat down in an empty corner in silence.
After another half a day, a group of demonic beasts came from afar. Different from the martial artists of the four tribes, this group of demonic beasts walked with great momentum. They were aggressive and their eyes were blood-red. They were exactly the same as the demonic beasts that Ye Qinghan encountered outside. Moreover, they were all the same as the demonic beasts in front of the red hill. They were all apes. However, they were much smaller, about the size of a human martial artist.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
When this group of Demonic Ape Beasts all rushed into the defensive barrier, all the cultivators sitting cross-legged inside opened their eyes at the same time. Their eyes no longer had the usual calmness and deathly Qi. Instead, they were filled with a fervent desire to fight. Four hundred pairs of eyes locked onto the demonic beasts that were charging at them.
"Buzz!"
When the last demonic beast entered the protective cover, the transparent cover suddenly changed color. It emitted a seven-colored radiance. Then, the seven-colored radiance gradually turned black. In the end, the entire battlefield looked like it was covered by a black bag that didn't let a single ray of light through. It was pitch-black and one couldn't even see their own fingers.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
All of a sudden —
The four corners of the battlefield lit up with countless radiance. Countless martial artists released their divine power completely. Colorful divine radiance flickered inside the protective cover. The originally peaceful and tranquil space was like a stone thrown into a pool of stagnant water, causing a thousand ripples. The atmosphere of the entire space became extremely oppressive. The pressure from the divine power filled the entire protective cover. Even the air seemed to be burning at this moment.
Uh!
Ye Qinghan took out his flexible sword from his interspatial ring and stood up. He looked at the martial artists around him and felt extremely comfortable. At this moment, he felt that everyone was like a living, breathing human being. They were all powerful gods. It was unknown whether it was because of the atmosphere or because he saw the group of zombies coming back to life, but Ye Qinghan's eyes started to burn with passion. His fighting intent rose.
At the same time, he revealed a smile. It was a smile that was filled with confidence. He realized that all the martial artists here were God General Realm. More than half of them were peak-stage God General Realm martial artists. It didn't matter if they were peak-stage God General Realm martial artists or peak-stage God General Realm martial artists. As long as they were in the God General Realm, Ye Qinghan was completely at ease. Because he had the Slaughter God Blade, he was invincible among the God General Realm martial artists!
"Ao!"
A hundred brown apes waved their sharp claws and bared their teeth as they roared. Then, they turned into a brown torrent and rushed towards the nearest Cloud Emperor Tribe martial artists.
Swish!
Ye Qinghan realized that the moment the demonic beasts moved, all the martial artists moved as well. All of them rushed towards the same direction. Ye Qinghan smiled again as he followed the crowd. However, he didn't activate So Close, Yet Worlds Apart. Instead, he relied on his own God Power to rush forward. His speed as a first-stage God General was much slower than the rest. Unknowingly, he had fallen behind the rest.
Bang!
The martial artists from the four tribes all made their moves. Their target was the same. All of them attacked the ape demonic beasts. Instantly, all kinds of colorful auras danced around the battlefield. It was a beautiful sight.
"These demonic beasts don't have any intelligence. They will attack anyone they see. The other four tribes are all human martial artists. Of course, they will attack the demonic beasts first. Four hundred against one hundred. Without a doubt, these demonic beasts will be the first to die. If that's the case, what's the point of these demonic beasts joining the battle? "
Ye Qinghan watched as the demonic beasts fell one by one under the weapons of the crowd. He was puzzled. Strange things really happened one after another in this place.
The flexible sword spat out a semi-circular aura that flew towards the demonic beasts. From the outside, it seemed like Ye Qinghan had already used all his strength. However, he knew very well that he didn't use all his strength. Furthermore, he noticed that the surrounding martial artists also didn't use all their strength. In this kind of chaotic battle, those who used all their strength at the start would usually die the fastest.
However …
As the demonic beasts fell one by one, fresh blood flowed continuously on the black soil. Ye Qinghan started to realize that something was wrong. He didn't use the Slaughter God Blade, but the killing intent in his mind started to act up. His killing intent started to surge. He forcefully suppressed the urge to take out the Slaughter God Blade and kill everyone in front of him. Instead, he started to observe his surroundings.
However, when he used his divine senses to scan the surroundings, he was extremely shocked. He realized that all the martial artists around him had unknowingly started to have a blood-red color in their eyes. It was the same blood-red color as his.
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