"An interesting place?"
Yang Qingxuan knew that there was such a place in the academy. Last time, Chen Zhen killed someone and was imprisoned there, but he didn't know the specific location.
Si Feiyu nodded and said, "Imprisoning you in the forbidden area is the best way. In name, it's to punish you, but in reality, it's to protect you. That place will make you suffer, but for people with strong willpower, it's a good place to cultivate. "
"Cultivate?"
Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up. The True Qi in his body moved, causing him to cough. Blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
Si Feiyu said, "You should rest for a while and nurse your injuries."
Yang Qingxuan immediately sat down cross-legged. His body was also covered in blood. Not only was his skin torn, but his internal organs were also damaged. He was relying on a breath of True Qi to support himself.
After an unknown period of time, Yi Kun's cold voice woke him up from his meditation. He said, "Yang Qingxuan's methods in the ranking tournament were cruel. He killed a fellow student. Under the orders of the dean, we're going to detain you in the forbidden area."
Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes and nodded, showing no signs of resistance.
Under the escort of Yi Kun and Si Feiyu, the three of them walked into a dark secret room. Only a weak formation light leaked out from the wall.
In the corner of the secret room, there were four white-haired old men sitting motionless, as if they were dead.
If one's eyes didn't fall on them, they wouldn't be able to notice that there were people. The four of them had already blended into the dark environment.
"Under the orders of the dean, we're going to detain this person in the forbidden area." Yi Kun said coldly.
Four eyes lit up from the darkness. Without any answer, they all raised their hands and formed hand seals.
Yang Qingxuan glanced over. The four old men were all existences at the peak of the Genuine Martial Realm. They were only one step away from the Origin Martial Realm, but they were stuck at it for life.
Every year, among the students who graduated from the academy, there were a few who could reach the peak of the Genuine Martial Realm. However, in the entire Cangnan Country, there were only a dozen or so people who could reach the Origin Martial Realm.
It could be seen that the gap between the two realms wasn't something that could be bridged with effort.
The four elders remained silent as they formed hand seals to activate the formation on the wall.
The countless symbols on it were covered in colorful lights, forming all kinds of array diagrams. Half of the secret room's space was distorted, and a pitch-black tunnel appeared.
Yi Kun said coldly, "Go in."
Yang Qingxuan stepped inside. It was pitch black all around, but his feet were very stable, as if he was walking on flat ground.
He walked forward step by step and soon disappeared from the secret chamber.
The four white-haired old men resumed their hand seals, and the passageway disappeared. The spatial fluctuations in the secret room calmed down and returned to normal.
Only then did Si Feiyu ask, "How's the situation?"
Yi Kun said with a sullen expression, "There will definitely be no problem before the Five Nation Grand Competition. However, it will be hard to say after the competition. His Majesty is also very angry."
Si Feiyu said, "Let's take it one step at a time. This kid's talent is astonishing and cannot be judged with common sense. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
The two of them left together.
Yang Qingxuan walked for a while in the passageway and saw light. He increased his speed as he walked forward. The surrounding space immediately changed, and he appeared on flat ground.
"This place is …"
The surroundings were covered in a hazy fog, and he could only see about thirty meters around him. There seemed to be figures moving in the fog.
After thinking for a while, Xiao Chen sat down cross-legged and circulated the Azure Sun Martial Scripture to repair his physical body.
After all, the situation was unclear. Furthermore, he was injured. Recovering from his injuries was the most important thing.
After an hour, the fog started to thin. The figures in the fog started to become clearer, and there were some soft conversations.
"I endured it again. I wonder how much longer I can last."
"In any case, I will die sooner or later. Sigh …"
A deep sigh rang out before it returned to normal.
Yang Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a puzzled gaze.
After another hour or so, the fog had completely dispersed, and the range of visibility had widened.
This was a huge platform, about twenty to thirty acres in size. More than a dozen cultivators were sitting cross-legged here and there. All of them had cold expressions on their faces, and their eyes were tightly closed as they entered a meditative state.
The cultivation of these people was not high. Most of them were in the early stage of the True Martial Realm, and there were two in the middle stage.
He stood up and walked to the edge of the platform. When he looked over, he was stunned.
The platform was pyramid-shaped, about two to three hundred meters high, like a huge altar. Around the altar was a boundless space. The ground was covered with iron-like black thorns that extended into the distance.
"What's with this altar and these thorns?"
Yang Qingxuan was suspicious. The astral wind on the altar blew, causing his robe to flutter.
"Kid, you must be new."
Suddenly, a voice came from behind him. A short student stood ten meters away from him, a wicked smile on his pale face. He was missing his left arm, and only his right hand was left, which was placed on his waist.
Yang Qingxuan replied with a "hmm", feeling a little strange. Nowadays, it was not difficult to reattach a severed arm. Very few people would lose an arm or a leg, unless the missing part had completely rotted away. Even so, there were some natural treasures that could regenerate a severed arm.
"My name is Li Yu."
The one-armed student asked, "What's your name?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Yang Qingxuan."
"Haha, what a stupid name. How long have you been here?"
Li Yu reached out and hooked his finger.
"Haha."
Yang Qingxuan smiled. Idiots could be found everywhere. He had a lot of questions to ask, and it just so happened that an idiot came knocking on his door.
"You're smiling?"
Li Yu licked his lips and said in a ferocious voice, "Those who can come here are all arrogant and domineering in the academy, violating the academy's rules. Let me tell you something. There are more than three hundred people here, and four-fifths of them are here because they killed someone. "His eyes flashed fiercely.
"More than three hundred people?"
Yang Qingxuan looked around. There were only a dozen people on the platform, and they had all stopped cultivating and were looking over with an attitude of watching a show.
He asked, "Where are the three hundred people? Can they leave this altar at will? "
"Haha."
Li Yu said, "I'm going to take you there, but seeing your arrogant face, I feel a little uncomfortable."
He clenched his fist, and the sound of bones cracking could be heard.
Among the other ten or so people, a few of them laughed out loud.
Yang Qingxuan also laughed and nodded, saying, "I understand. Senior wants me to help you feel comfortable."
Li Yu licked his lips and walked forward step by step, saying, "That's indeed the case. But looking at your expression, your so-called understanding and my so-called understanding seem to be a little different."
When he was three feet away, Li Yu's body suddenly tilted. He stomped on the ground, and with a bang, he rushed over explosively.
Soul light gushed forth from that body, and it transformed into the appearance of a pitch-black wild bull. With a "moo" sound, Li Yu's two sharp horns struck out with a loud bang along with his fist!
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