Information about Sky Street appeared in Yang Qingxuan's mind.
The existence of Sky Street was as ancient as the Ethereal Star Palace.
In fact, compared to the ruins of other races, the Ethereal Star Palace and Sky Street could only be considered ancient objects. However, these two buildings were not left behind by the first Human Emperor of Heaven.
Past Human Emperors lived in the Star Palace. It was hidden in the illusory sky, overseeing the Central Great World and controlling the Heaven and Earth Rankings.
Heavenly Street was located in a wonderful spiritual mountain in the Central Capital. It was remodeled from a True Dragon Cave, giving it the shape of a long dragon. It was extremely exquisite. According to legend, the end of Heavenly Street could not be seen, nor could one walk to the end. It was a "miracle" left behind by the First Human Emperor, and it corresponded with the Star Palace.
Ordinary people only knew that Sky Street was located in the Central Capital. However, the Central Capital was vast and could even form a world of its own. To find a street was undoubtedly as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Therefore, Sky Street had always been a legendary existence.
"I didn't think that the resting place of the top hundred would be on Sky Street. It is said that Sky Street is where the spirit veins of the Central Capital are located. I don't know if this is true or not. But no matter what, cultivating in Sky Street for three months is already an extremely high reward. However, this is also an acknowledgment of their strength. "
Above the sea of clouds, all sorts of sighs could be heard. There were exclamations, dissatisfaction, praise, envy, and so on.
Soon, a vast spatial wormhole appeared above the Nine Heavens Azure Waves Sea. It was like a bottomless eye, staring at the sea of clouds.
On the ten platforms, a large array of light appeared at the same time, wrapping around Yang Qingxuan and the others and sending them into the wormhole.
The remaining ninety cultivators began to draw lots. After determining the order of the competition, they were sent into the wormhole one by one until all the platforms were empty.
The hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the clouds did not disperse. Instead, they began to busy themselves. Some sat cross-legged to cultivate, some chatted with each other, and some waited in place for the next ranking battle, the final four, and the first place battle.
Yang Qingxuan was wrapped in the power of the array. He only felt the Laws of Space rapidly flowing around him. In an instant, he was thousands of miles away. Soon, he fell out of the wormhole and landed in a small town.
"Hey, there's a person falling from the sky. Old woman, come and see!"
On the ancient road of the small town, Butcher Zhang was carrying half a lamb and was about to enter his shop when he suddenly saw ten people fall from the sky. He couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
"What are you shouting about? How could someone fall from the sky?"
A woman wearing coarse clothes ran out of the shop. Her hair was tied up simply with a wooden hairpin and her sleeves were rolled up neatly. She was holding a few pieces of vegetables in her hand. Suddenly, her eyes froze as she stared blankly at the ten people who had fallen to the ground.
Butcher Zhang grinned and said, "Haha, look, he really dropped."
Yang Qingxuan's group of ten felt a huge spatial pressure, and all of them fell to the ground. Their faces were covered in dust, and they were battered and exhausted.
Yang Qingxuan stood up and looked at the small town in surprise. It was an antique street, and on both sides were deserted shops. There was almost no one on the street.
After Butcher Zhang shouted, a few people came out. There was a young master wearing a brocade robe, holding a birdcage in his hand. There was a prostitute with an enchanting figure, tidying her hair with a mirror in her hand. There was a young child with yellow hair, staring with a pair of bright eyes. There was also an old man holding a candied hawthorn, looking down and out, and so on.
However, there were only about ten people. There were also some voices coming from the shops, as if there were people, but they didn't come out to look.
These ten people stood on both sides of the street and looked at them quietly as if they were looking at monsters.
Suddenly, an angry roar erupted. "Yaksha, you killed Yanran. I want you to pay with your life!"
Xu Weilong's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. He was still in great grief. His body suddenly exploded and attacked Lance.
Violent Devil Qi gushed out of his body and turned into a vortex that surrounded his body. A purple aurora vaguely flashed inside.
Lance's face changed greatly. At this moment, he was still seriously injured. How could he be Xu Weilong's opponent? He hurriedly gritted his teeth and took out two daggers. In an instant, he turned into Yaksha's Real Body, spread his wings, and desperately met with Xu Weilong.
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Presumptuous!"
A light flashed in his hand, and a halberd appeared in his hand. He swept it toward Xu Weilong.
Although Yang Qingxuan was injured all over, the True Essence in his body was surging and endless.
"The presumptuous one is you! Lu Yifan, let's attack together! "
Yang Qingxuan shouted. The Sword Qi in his hand turned into a huge golden sword shadow and slashed toward Yang Qingxuan.
Lei Yang's pupils shrank and he immediately attacked. Although his injuries had not recovered, he was not willing to give up such a good opportunity. He suddenly clenched his right hand, and the Five-colored Divine Thunder instantly bloomed and blasted toward Yang Qingxuan.
Lu Yifan frowned and did not move from his spot.
Cang Yan, Zhong Jie, and Gongshu Qing instantly felt a headache. The top ten had just finished defending their arena, and these five people were already fighting to the death. Did the people of the Star Palace not make any arrangements and just ignore them?
The three of them instantly retreated in all directions, not wanting to be affected by the shockwaves.
Cang Yan sneered in his heart and thought, "It's better if the five of them die together."
Lan Ningxu smiled faintly. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and watched with interest. She even smiled and nodded at Butcher Zhang's wife.
Butcher Zhang's wife was stunned. She stood there in a daze, completely ignoring the five people fighting in front of her. Instead, she stared at Lan Ningxu and sized her up.
"Bang! Bang! — "
It was at this moment that a few loud rumbles echoed in the air. Before Yang Qingxuan and the others could even make contact with their opponents, their bodies shuddered violently before they were sent flying while spurting out mouthfuls of blood.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! "
The five of them all fell on the street and slid far away, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
"What's going on?"
Yang Qingxuan's face was pale. He spat out another mouthful of blood. He found that there was a terrible cut on his chest that went straight into his organs!
"This is …"
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank. His heart almost stopped beating. The cut on his chest was made by the light of the halberd!
Not far away, Lance's yaksha wings were cut off by sharp weapons. It was actually his own daggers.
Yang Wuxin's body was cut by a sword, and blood was gushing out.
Lei Yang's whole body was covered by the five-colored thunderstorm. All his hair stood on end, and he spat out mouthfuls of blood.
Xu Weilong's chest was blasted with a big hole by the Purple Demon Light. He was spitting out blood non-stop.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Everyone was injured by their own ultimate move.
This was not an illusion. They were really injured by their own hands.
The ten of them, except for Lan Ningxu, suddenly felt their hair stand on end. They looked around in horror.
The ten or so ordinary people who were watching the show were all expressionless. They did not look surprised at all. It was as if this was normal.
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