"In nine days, the Chaos Separation Mystery Land will open. You are the champion of the Nine Zen Heavenly Battle Arena, so you should lead the team in."
The Dreamless Monk came to find Shen Zhenyi to discuss the issue of entering the Chaos Separation Mystery Land.
Shen Zhenyi did not comment.
He had come to the Nine Zen Heavenly Battle Arena for a reason. He was not interested in the Chaos Separation Mystery Land or the title of champion.
"The Third Prince, why not join us?"
The Dreamless Monk issued an invitation.
Shen Zhenyi was slightly stunned and asked, "You still want to enter the Chaos Separation Mystery Land?"
The Dreamless Monk was even more stunned. He stared blankly at Shen Zhenyi for a long time before he sighed and said, "I have no choice."
A rare look of determination appeared on his face.
Shen Zhenyi lowered his head and smiled indifferently. "Everyone has their own ambitions."
He pondered for a moment and nodded. "In that case, I will also go in and take a look."
Cynanchum Chinense and Princess Long were puzzled and asked, "Master, what is this Chaos Separation Mystery Land?"
Shen Zhenyi did not explain it in detail before.
The Chaos Separation Mystery Land was known to be a holy land for cultivation. However, Shen Zhenyi did not seem to care much about it.
"Actually, it is nothing. It is just a fragment left behind when the world was destroyed. Although it has a higher level of inheritance, it is more dangerous. Because it is attached to the world of eight cultivators, it cannot transcend the shackles of the world of eight cultivators. It is meaningless, and it is suicidal."
"Anyway, it seems that only one person has returned from the Chaos Separation Mystery Land after so many years …"
Shen Zhenyi explained indifferently as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Master still wants to go?"
Princess Long was a little flustered and could not help but blurt out.
Cynanchum Chinense glanced at her and did not say anything.
Cynanchum Chinense was usually the one who spoke without thinking, but now Princess Long took the lead. This showed how worried she was.
"It is fine."
Shen Zhenyi was indifferent.
"If I can go, I can naturally come back."
Monk Dreamless looked at them with a strange expression. He wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he didn't say anything.
Nine days later.
The Chaos Separation Mystic Realm had officially opened.
Although the Emperor and Princess Yan were displeased, they still followed the old rules and worshiped the heavens. They also led the officials and escorted the thirty-odd Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Arena masters into the entrance of the Luan Li Mystery Land.
The entrance was at the top of the Sky Jade Palace's Dragon Pillar.
The Dragon Ascension Pillar was three thousand feet tall and pierced through the clouds. At the top of the pillar, there were clusters of five-colored clouds surrounding it.
Every few hundred years, there would be a blazing red light in the center of the cloud, tearing open a crack, which was the entrance to the Chaos Separation Secret Area.
At a height of three thousand feet, one could enter the Dragon Gate with a single leap.
From then on, he would be reborn and become a man of the heavens.
— — This was something that many people believed to this day.
In the Chaotic Separation Secret Territory, there were indeed many martial arts that were superior to those of the World of Eight Cultivators. If one was lucky enough to obtain one or two inheritances, they would be able to dominate the world. This story was very vivid and realistic. Some people even said that the rise of the Great Moon Dynasty in the past was also due to the grace of the Chaotic Separation Secret Territory.
However, no one had ever come back from the Chaotic Separation Secret Area in reality.
— — At least, no one had heard of anyone from the batch of people from four hundred years ago coming back.
Even so, those who pursued the ultimate realm of martial arts were unwilling to give up this opportunity. As long as one got close to the Dragon Ascension Pillar, one would be able to feel an oppressive aura coming from above, making one restless.
This time, the top thirty of the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena had all obtained the qualifications to enter the Chaotic Separation Secret Area.
— — No one gave up.
Shen Zhenyi was the first to stand. His white clothes were whiter than snow, and he stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His posture was natural and unrestrained, and his expression was calm.
The Dreamless Monk kept his head down. It was unknown whether he was chanting Buddha's name or talking to himself.
Apart from the two of them, the rest of the people more or less had excited and nervous expressions on their faces. They looked up at the turbulent clouds in the sky, feeling both nervous and expectant.
"The Chaotic Separation Secret Area is right in front of us."
Shen Zhenyi felt a little emotional. He turned his head and asked the Dreamless Monk, "How does it feel to revisit an old place?"
The Dreamless Monk's expression was indifferent. In the end, he shook his head firmly.
"Benefactor, you must have mistaken me for someone else."
Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions.
"When the auspicious hour arrives. Beat the drums! "
The Emperor stood on the high platform and waved his hand to give the order.
Rumble!
The bare-chested strongmen beat the drums loudly. The earth-shattering sound of the drums was earth-shattering. As the sound of the drums spread to the horizon, the colorful clouds seemed to be shocked and started to roll.
It was like a big fish flipping over and revealing its soft belly. The cloud rotated, and a crimson crack appeared.
It was as if a demonic eye opened in the horizon. Suddenly, a fierce and violent genuine Qi rushed in. Everyone who was close to it felt a stinging pain in their pores. If they didn't have a peerless martial art, they would probably die on the spot!
"Everyone, ascend to heaven early and learn the peerless martial art. Then, return to the eighth level of cultivation!"
Chanyu Jing's voice was loud and clear, and his face was flushed.
Princess Yan's face was pale. She stood beside him and silently looked at Shen Zhenyi's back. She didn't say a word.
— — This time, he would go through a myriad of trials and tribulations, and he was afraid that he would never see him again.
She wanted to say something to stop him, but for some reason, the words stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything.
Thinking of Shen Zhenyi's merciless rejection at the banquet that day, Princess Yan pinched her palm and felt a stinging pain.
"Let's go!"
Shen Zhenyi was very indifferent.
His feet alternated as if he was walking up stairs out of thin air. He was already in mid-air. His white back was like a big bird flying freely. No one could restrain him.
The Dreamless Monk followed closely behind. He paused with every step and was very solid.
The rest of the people also showed their magical powers and flew up into the clouds.
The 3,000 feet tall pillar was an unreachable height for ordinary people, but for them, it was just a step away.
Not long after, Shen Zhenyi had already reached the top of the dragon pillar. He turned his head and saw that everyone, including the Emperor, was as small as ants.
He nodded and said with a smile, "I'll go first. I'm going!"
Shen Zhenyi lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and jumped into the crack that looked like a bloody mouth. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.
The rest of the people also plucked up their courage. They either laughed or shouted and jumped into the crack.
"The Third Prince!"
Princess Yan trembled and silently shouted this name in her heart. Finally, she couldn't help but burst into tears and rolled down.
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