Murong Tian Shen was standing in the sky like an immortal god. His tyrannical strength was beyond what mortals knew about cultivators. Countless people were looking at him in shock.
Of course, there were also Rebirth realm cultivators who sneered. They didn't want to submit to Murong Tian Shen. It could be said that they were jealous because Murong Tian Shen wasn't even four thousand years old and he was already considered the strongest cultivator below the gods.
Of course, many Rebirth realm cultivators from the older generation weren't convinced. However, many of them were afraid of Murong Tian Shen's strength. Nobody dared to challenge him.
More and more strong cultivators arrived. In the distance, there were a few faintly discernible powerful Qi. The most astonishing thing was that those Qi were far stronger than ordinary Rebirth realm cultivators. They weren't any weaker than Murong Tian Shen.
"The ancestor of the ancient Jiang family, the Head of the Martial Spirit Palace, one of the four saints of the Alchemist Union, one of the five elders of the Alchemist Union!"
Someone exclaimed in surprise. These were four extraordinary figures. The Ancient Jiang Family's Copper Sparrow Pavilion had sealed the gods. In the Ancient Era, they were already known as the number one family. Even now, they were still strong and immortal.
The ancestor of the ancient Jiang family was called Jiang Qiguo. His name had the meaning of bringing peace to the country.
The Head of the Martial Spirit Palace was called Xuanyuan Zhishi. He was a mysterious person who rarely appeared in the Tianwu Continent.
The Alchemist Union had four holy Alchemists. They were called "Tian, Tian, Xuan, and Huang". The one who came was called Huang Xuanzhi.
The five elders of the Alchemist Union were also famous cultivators in the Tianwu Continent. They were the five great Saint level alchemists. The one who came was called Yang Chan. She was ranked third among the five great Saint level alchemists.
…
Of course, apart from those four, there were also some terrifying Rebirth realm cultivators. It was just that they didn't reveal themselves.
"Another year has passed. Who still remembers the original intention of establishing this place? Thirty thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. Maybe even those eight people have been forgotten."
An elder looked at the battlefield of the Heaven's Favorites in the distance and murmured. His expression was desolate.
Lin Feng asked, "Master, what is the original intention of the Battlefield of the Young Geniuses? Those eight people? Who were they? "
The old man glanced at Lin Feng and said, "What's the point of knowing? What can be changed? "
The old man didn't tell Lin Feng. He just turned around and left..
Rumble …
Three days later, the restriction on the outermost periphery of the battlefield was opened.
A huge valley was revealed.
This valley led to the depths of the Chosen Battlefield. Vaguely, one could see a distorted space-time gate leading to the Chosen Battlefield.
Next were the geniuses from the Immemorial Age, followed by the Desolate Age, Ancient Age, Ancient Age, and finally the itinerant cultivators.
This was the rule, and no one was dissatisfied with it. Every world had its own rules, and the more powerful a person or force was, the more privileges they could obtain.
It was like entering the battlefield of geniuses.
Daoist Wu Liang took out a bamboo hat and a large robe, wrapping himself up tightly.
"Brother, you can't recognize me now, right?" Daoist Wu Liang grinned.
"F * ck, you haven't reached three hundred years old yet? Why do I feel like you've lived for three thousand years? " Lin Feng rolled his eyes and said.
"Don't talk nonsense, okay? I'm only eighteen," Daoist Wu Liang boasted shamelessly. He then added, "It's just that I'm prematurely old."
"Bang."
Lin Feng directly kicked Daoist Wu Liang, this shameless guy, away.
You're still panting when I say you're fat?
Lin Feng and Daoist Wu Liang kept a low profile. They swarmed towards the battlefield with the largest number of itinerant cultivators. This way, they could avoid being discovered by strong enemies.
Daoist Wu Liang had dug up the ancestral graves of countless people. Naturally, he was hated by others.
Lin Feng also had grudges with the Yuhua Immortal Dynasty, the Great Qin Empire, the Heavenly God Temple, the South Continent's One Sect and Three Prefectures, and the Immemorial Ning Family.
Therefore, he was very careful. After all, there was nothing wrong with being careful. If he was discovered by those forces and blocked outside, it would be troublesome.
In the huge valley, Lin Feng saw eight huge stone statues on the ground.
The heads of these eight cultivators had been chopped off, and the stone statues had been pushed down. Now, the eight stone statues were covered in weeds. Countless people passed by, but no one paid attention to these stone statues.
"Let's go. What are you looking at?" Daoist Wu Liang urged.
"Look at these stone statues." Lin Feng pointed at the eight statues and frowned. Lin Feng looked at the eight statues with their heads cut off. They looked like they had been forgotten. Lin Feng felt oppressed.
It was a very strange feeling, but it was so strong.
It was like learning that a hero had been slandered as a spy.
It was like the many romantic affairs of Nuwa's ancestor that were compiled by later generations.
This was an unbearable pain and anger.
"Time is long. Many things have been buried in the river of time, including them. They have been buried by history and forgotten by everyone …" Daoist Wu Liang narrowed his eyes and said.
Lin Feng was surprised to hear such words from Daoist Wu Liang. It really surprised Lin Feng.
It was completely different from Daoist Wu Liang's usual unreliable image.
Lin Feng and Daoist Wu Liang left, following the crowd into the depths of the valley.
"Lin Feng, little brat, it's you …" Shouted a cold voice. A terrifying cultivator appeared. It was a quasi-Rebirth realm cultivator wearing a four-clawed dragon robe.
One could vaguely see that this person was similar to Huangfu Wuji.
"Huangfu Wuchang!"
Lin Feng's expression changed when he saw this person. Back then, the One Sect, Three Governments had joined forces with eight other groups to besiege the South Continent.
The Yuhua Immortal Dynasty's experts were led by Huangfu Wuchang and Huangfu Wuji.
Huangfu Wuji had been killed by Lin Feng and Qian Piao Xue's Four Vicious Cauldrons.
Huangfu Wuchang wished he could cut Lin Feng into pieces.
"It's him … Catch him …" After that, a few more terrifying Qi filled the air. They were all quasi-Rebirth realm experts. There were experts from the One Sect, Three Governments, High Divine Sects, and even experts from unknown groups.
"He has the inheritance of the Celestial Master Path!" It was unknown who shouted this.
This sentence caused a huge commotion. Even some terrifying existences at the Rebirth Realm looked over.
"Attack …" More groups attacked, trying to stop Lin Feng from entering the battlefield.
The inheritance of the Celestial Master Path was enough to make people go crazy.
"Fuck!" Lin Feng couldn't help but curse. If he was stopped by so many experts, he would definitely die.
"Get out of the way!"
Lin Feng shouted as he shuttled through the crowd.
Before the attacks of the group of powerhouses landed on him, he rushed into the distorted space-time portal ahead of time.
He narrowly avoided this calamity.
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