Although the Dark Gold Xiao Ziji's strength and physical defense had increased a lot, there were too many Battlefield Wraiths after all. It would be difficult to deal with them alone, so he could only call for help.
"Go!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
With Li Qingyang as the leader, the disciples rushed forward. The Purple King, Ding Xingwang, and other higher-ups also flew out from the main peak.
A new round of battle began. Because it had been repeated many times, after a short battle, the Battlefield Wraiths were declared to have been wiped out.
It was the same number of people and strength every time. From the first defeat, it meant that they could not do anything to the Sect of All Times, let alone break through the Falling Star Continent's stronghold. They could only provide them with EXP.
The battle ended.
Xiao Ziji returned to the stronghold. The energy in his body dissipated, and the dark gold color on his body faded away. The Cloud Boat Hero Invisibility gradually gathered in front of him. From the dim color, it was obvious that the Ultimate Skill had entered cooldown.
"How do you feel?"
Xiao Ziji's eyes were burning. "Very strong!"
With the Ultimate Skill, he received explosive strength and strong defense. His entire person was sublimated!
Li Fei, Tian Qi, and the others were envious. They hurried to the construction site, only to find that their Junior Brothers Ye Xingchen and He Wudi were already moving bricks. Their mouths twitched. "They're even more diligent than us!"
…
Middle State, altar.
After the Sect of All Times wiped out the Battlefield Wraiths again, the time limit had been shortened to 60 minutes.
At this rate, the Upper Realm would continue to send EXP. In a few days, the portal to the dimensional battlefield would appear in the Falling Star Continent.
"The time limit has been shortened again!"
After receiving the news from the altar, the first batch of powerhouses had not only made arrangements for their funerals, but some had also built cenotaphs in advance.
As the time to enter the battlefield approached, a bleak and solemn atmosphere gathered in the Falling Star Continent. It was as if "the wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the heroes will never return".
"Father, you've been coming here a little frequently recently."
"I just wanted to see you."
In the cafeteria, Mu Changhong looked at his daughter while eating fried rice. He then secretly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.
"Father, I've just finished my training outside, so I'll go and meditate first." Mu Honglian didn't notice her father's abnormality. Instead, she went to the Spirit Gathering Array to digest the martial arts experience she had just obtained.
"City Lord Mu."
Jun Changxiao sat down with a jug of wine in his hand. He poured some wine for him and said, "The Planar Battlefield isn't hell. There's no need to be so pessimistic."
"Ai."
Mu Changhong raised his bowl and drained it. He sighed and said, "According to the news from the altar, there are only sixty days left until we enter the battlefield."
"60 days?"
Jun Changxiao asked in surprise, "Isn't there still two years?"
"At first, there were still two years. I don't know who the Falling Star Continent offended in the Upper Realm, but now, it has been reduced to two months," Mu Changhong said with a bitter face.
Jun Changxiao asked, "When was it reduced?"
Mu Changhong told him all the information he had received from the altar.
After receiving the news, Jun Changxiao fell into silence.
Judging from the reduction in time, it should have been when the sect disciples were fighting the battlefield ghosts. Could it be … that the two were related?
"Could it be that the area is becoming more and more urbanized, which caused the time to enter the Planar Battlefield to be reduced?"
Jun Changxiao had this guess because of the Upper Realm's rules. After entering the Planar Battlefield, one had to expand their territory to the size of a city before they could leave freely.
Currently, the Falling Star Continent's stronghold was very close to the city. The Upper Realm didn't want them to meet the requirements before entering, so they deliberately reduced the time?
"Don't worry, City Lord Mu."
Jun Changxiao raised his bowl and smiled. "Maybe a miracle will happen."
"I hope so."
Mu Changhong freeloaded a lot of food and drank a lot of wine in the Sect of All Times. Then, he left drunk.
Jun Changxiao forced the alcohol out of his body and sat in the main hall. He held his left cheek and said, "The time to enter the Planar Battlefield has been reduced. I have to quickly set a price."
The Falling Star Continent's martial artists entered the Planar Battlefield with the mentality that they would die, but in fact, they had already cleared the Planar Battlefield. So, this was a good opportunity to make money.
…
Speaking of which, it was strange. After Xiao Ziji activated his Ultimate Skill yesterday, no Battlefield Specters appeared for a few days.
"Scared?" Jun Changxiao shook his head and said.
Without the Battlefield Specters, Li Qingyang and the others put their minds on construction after cultivating. The mountains were changing every day.
Li Tiantian, Mu Honglian, and the others had enough combat experience, so they put their minds on comprehension. They gradually touched the wall leading to Wu Huang. As long as they pushed it down, they could easily advance.
"Wow!"
In the cafeteria, Liu Wanshi held the Ruyi Divine Dream and said happily, "Patriarch, the spatula is so beautiful!"
Jun Changxiao said, "Girl, this isn't a spatula. It's a Divine Weapon!"
"Pfft!"
Liu Wanshi was amused. She said, "Patriarch, spatulas are used to cook. How can it be a Divine Weapon?"
"You don't believe me?"
Jun Changxiao shrugged. "You can try."
"Okay."
Liu Wanshi said, "Let me try!"
… …
"Senior Brother Chu, how's your comprehension going?" Huo Ling said with a smile.
Chu Xiunan said proudly, "I have a feeling that I can break through to Wu Huang in less than half a month!"
"I have the same feeling!" Huo Ling said with a smile.
The two of them had entered the Planar Battlefield many times. Their combat experience and comprehension were accumulated very quickly. Their talents were also good. Breaking through to the Emperor level was a matter of course.
"Let's go to the cafeteria to eat."
"Ga!"
Huo Ling and Chu Xiunan were just about to stand up when they froze in place. Because in the cafeteria kitchen, there was a sudden flash of golden light. It was so bright that they almost couldn't open their eyes!
"What's going on!"
"Why is there such a strong golden light!"
The disciples who were going to eat noticed it. After the golden light dissipated, they all gathered in the kitchen. They saw Liu Wanshi standing in front of the stove with her eyes wide open.
There was fried rice in the big pot.
But every grain of rice was covered in golden light!
"This …"
Liu Wanshi rubbed her eyes and said in shock, "What's going on!"
The ingredients and rice were very normal. The cooking method was also the same as before. Why was it that when it was fried, it was shining as if it had turned into gold?
"Could it be."
Liu Wanshi looked at the Ruyi Divine Dream on the chopping board and said, "Is it because it's fried?"
… …
"God! Senior Sister Liu's fried rice is even better than before. My soul feels like it's flying to the sky! "
"Wuwuwu … How can there be such fragrant fried rice in this world!"
In the cafeteria, the disciples were crazily praising the golden fried rice while eating.
After Zhen Dejun finished eating, he raised the bowl and licked it. Then, he said loudly, "Big Black, give me another bowl!"
"Patriarch!"
Liu Wanshi, who was at the kitchen door, hugged the Ruyi Divine Dream and said happily, "This spatula is so powerful!"
Jun Changxiao said, "A martial artist's sword is a weapon. A chef's spoon is also a weapon. So, it's not wrong for me to say that it's a divine weapon."
"Yes, yes!" Liu Wanshi nodded heavily.
"Huff, huff, huff …"
At this moment, a powerful aura of advancement surged from outside.
"Honglian is about to break through," Gou Sheng said with a smile.
"Huff, huff!"
Suddenly, an extremely sharp sword aura surged from the mountain peak where the inner sect male disciples lived.
Jun Patriarch said in shock, "Zhou Hong is also about to break through to Sword Emperor!"
The Planar Battlefield had appeared for so long, but Zhou Hong had never shown it. It wasn't that he had forgotten about him, but that the Rapid Increase Rune couldn't increase Sword Dao.
"After this guy breaks through, his strength will definitely be above mine," Ye Xingchen said to himself.
He might have broken through to Wu Huang early, but he also knew that once Zhou Hong broke through to Sword Emperor, it would be very difficult for him to defeat him without relying on external factors.
"Huff, huff!"
The aura of advancement whistled and dissipated after a while.
Mu Honglian successfully stepped into Wu Huang realm, and Zhou Hong stepped into Sword Emperor realm!
"Hall Master Li."
Jun Changxiao said, "The sect will hold a party tonight to celebrate the birth of a Sword Emperor."
"Yes." Li Luoqiu nodded.
Ye Xingchen, who was standing far away, had an interesting expression. He said firmly in his heart, "I can't drink. I definitely can't drink!"
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