Yang Qingxuan immediately understood. "You mean there will be kill-stealing situations?"
You Yan nodded. "Yes, and it's very common. It will definitely cause dissatisfaction and conflict among the team members."
Yang Qingxuan said, "But if they are from the same sect, it won't go that far, right?"
You Yan smiled bitterly. "Lord Li Xuan is used to being alone. He doesn't know about the secret fights within the sect. Many times, the fights are more intense than mortal enemies. In fact, many top sects have such a method of cooperating to kill monsters. In the end, many of them end up killing each other. Since ancient times, people's hearts are unpredictable. "
Yang Qingxuan thought about it and agreed. He asked, "There's a map that marks the Skeleton Bird. It seems to be in the Demon race's territory. I wonder what level it is?"
You Yan's expression changed slightly as he said in shock, "The Holy Palace ruins marked by the Skeleton Bird. That used to be a sacrificial altar of the Demon race. It's marked as level 4."
"Level 4!"
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed slightly. "Oh no, Hua Qing is still there. I have to rush over. Goodbye!"
With that, he turned and left.
You Yan hesitated. He wanted to team up with Yang Qingxuan, but he was afraid that the other party was too powerful and that he wouldn't be able to gain any benefits. He might as well fight alone. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Take care."
When You Yan said that, Yang Qingxuan was already tens of thousands of feet away.
A level 4 area would have a large number of Emperor celestial evil spirits. To Hua Qing, it was fatal.
Not to mention 'a large number', even if 'one' appeared, Hua Qing would be in trouble.
Furthermore, Hua Ling, Fatty, and Lance should be rushing in that direction as well.
Yang Qingxuan couldn't be bothered with killing monsters. He took out the Little Ten Thousand Lightnings Magneto-Optical Disc and flew towards the Holy Palace ruins.
Along the way, he saw many evil spirits and scattered martial artists. They were running around aimlessly in the ancient battlefield, searching for a target.
Yang Qingxuan saw two martial artists attacking an evil spirit. They were locked in a stalemate. He couldn't help but teleport down and slashed out with his sword. The void shook slightly, and an extremely thin crack appeared.
The evil spirit let out a furious roar and its body exploded, turning into specks of light.
A low-grade soul stone appeared, and Yang Qingxuan's Soul-Devouring Golden Demon sucked it in and swallowed it.
Yang Qingxuan didn't stop at all. He just stomped on the ground with his right foot and returned to the sky, turning into a beam of light and flying away.
The whole process was too fast, and the two cultivators couldn't even see his face clearly.
Only when the evil spirit was killed and the soul stone was snatched away did he realize what was going on.
"Damn it! How dare you steal our monster? Stay here! "
A cultivator angrily roared and hurriedly chased after him, but after running for a while, he completely lost track of Yang Qingxuan.
The other martial artist's face changed slightly as he scoffed coldly, "That man killed a Greater celestial pinnacle evil spirit with ease. His strength is way above yours and mine. Are we just going to throw our lives away if we chase after him?"
Only then did the other martial artist realize something, and his expression changed.
Both of them exchanged glances and could only accept their bad luck as they continued on to their next target.
Yang Qingxuan flew for an entire day and night. Along the way, he ambushed a couple of high leveled evil spirits. Only two of them dropped soul stones. So far, he had only earned 2.3 points.
On this day, he finally flew into a barren land. Judging from the terrain, it was similar to what Hua Qing had described.
'This should be the Ancient Devil Region.'
Yang Qingxuan could clearly sense the changes in the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth. The entire space was filled with a faint sense of oppression, and the air was filled with a faint demonic Qi.
Yang Qingxuan looked behind him and saw a flash of lightning chasing after him. He couldn't help but scoff coldly. Bolting ahead, he landed on a small hill.
Immediately after, the lightning flashed behind him and shot down. BOOM! It exploded in front of Yang Qingxuan, sending a huge cloud of dust into the air.
"Why? Not running anymore?"
From within the cloud of dust came a cold voice, followed by the appearance of a figure.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the man's cyan robe and clan insignia, and said, "Ancient Thunder Region?"
That man was Lei Ming of the Ancient Thunder Region. With a cold snort, he stared at Yang Qingxuan with eyes like torches, completely locking onto him.
Yang Qingxuan said, "You chased me for an entire day and night. I'm afraid you've traveled more than ten thousand miles."
Lei Ming said coldly, "Ghost-masked man, I've heard some rumors about you during this time. But no matter who you are, where did the Little Ten Thousand Thunder Magneto-Optical Disc come from, it's time to return it to its rightful owner. "
When Yang Qingxuan flew over a certain area, he was targeted by Lei Ming, so he followed him all the way.
Yang Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "I'm in a hurry, so I don't have time to deal with an idiot like you. Also, due to the rules of the competition, I can't attack the contestants. That's why you had the chance to chase me for an entire day and night. Otherwise, you would have died yesterday."
"Haha, you want to use the rules to suppress me? Do you think you can save your life by doing that?"
Lei Ming laughed, "The rules only say that you can't kill, but they don't say that you can't attack. I'll cripple you, but that's not killing!"
Lei Ming licked his lips, and his eyes revealed a greedy look.
The Ancient Thunder Region had a secret method to refine the Little Ten Thousand Thunder Magneto-Optical Disc. There was a kind of magic that could take the Little Ten Thousand Thunder Magneto-Optical Disc that others had refined for their own use. They could channel all the energy into their own Thunder Disc, and then use the Thunder Disc to refine their own cultivation.
In this way, not only could their Origin Tools improve rapidly, but their own cultivation could also improve rapidly.
Lei Ming had refined the Little Ten Thousand Thunder Magneto-Optical Disc of his ancestor, Lei Zhan. That was why he improved so quickly, and vaguely became one of the best among the younger generation of the Lei Family.
However, this kind of refining method was also a forbidden technique of the Lei Family. It was strictly forbidden to use it on fellow disciples. Unless they committed a capital crime, after being sentenced by the Lei Family, they could appoint someone to take their Little Ten Thousand Thunder Magneto-Optical Disc.
Among the younger generation of the Lei Family, Lei Jingyu was the undisputed number one person among the younger generation. He was a direct descendant of the Family Head, and he had taken the Little Ten Thousand Thunder Magneto-Optical Discs of three Dao Realm experts to refine. That was why he had his current achievements.
However, this kind of secret method was not forbidden to be used on outsiders.
Hence, when Lei Ming saw Yang Qingxuan flying away with the Thunder Disc, he excitedly chased after him, and did not give up.
"Since you won't listen to reason, then I can only use my fists! Explosive Thunder Lightning! "
Lei Ming shouted, and a large area of thunder and lightning energy burst out from his body. The violent aura radiated in all directions, and in an instant, it spread for hundreds of miles.
In the originally empty void, a large area of thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, striking down like raindrops.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
In an instant, Yang Qingxuan was in the middle of Leylin's thunder and lightning rain. Deep craters were blasted into the ground, and a terrifying energy field spread out continuously.
However, Yang Qingxuan's movements were graceful, and he shuttled through the thunder and lightning, creating many afterimages. He actually dodged all of them, and in the end, he stepped back to his original position. All the afterimages returned to his body, as if they had never moved.
Yang Qingxuan mocked, "Reason? Don't you want your face anymore? "
"Eh? So fast! "
Lei Ming was shocked.
"So it's fine as long as you don't kill anyone. Then you must not be too weak, and kill me in one move!"
Killing intent flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes. He took a step forward, and purple flames spread under his feet. In an instant, the whole area was turned into a sea of fire, and the scorching heat spread out.
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