In all of history, they had never heard of anyone obtaining eighteen seals. None of the previous people had obtained such a dense protective seal light.
Even Luo Zheng felt that the protective seal light was too dazzling. It took him a while to get used to it.
The others stared at Luo Zheng in a daze for a while, their eyes filled with envy.
With this level of protective seal light, he could easily enter the inner circle and even reach the first three circles, the first two circles …
Everyone had entered Soul City and the Calamity Bone Land. Why was there such a big difference?!
No wonder Genryū and the Wu Kong Clan were fighting over this kid. Was this the inside story?
On the other side of the plaza, there was another huge hexagon array.
Everyone gathered in front of the hexagon array after obtaining the protective seal light. Standing there, they could see the void sand floating on the ground.
"Are we going to charge out together? I can take the lead, "Luo Zheng said.
The void sand would dissipate when it hit Luo Zheng. If Luo Zheng took the lead and blocked the front, the people behind could take advantage of it.
But as soon as Luo Zheng spoke, the people behind him had strange expressions.
"Brother Luo Zheng, you can't do that," Fei Yu shook his head.
"Why not?" Luo Zheng was puzzled.
"The more people gathered together, the more concentrated the void sand's attacks will be," Kuai Jian replied.
When the immortal painting was first designed, they had considered the problem of entering in groups. After all, if they found a strong person to block the front, the people behind would be able to take advantage of the chaos. It would be too easy to enter the inner circle.
Some people had tried this before, but when too many people entered, the void sand in the whirlpool would gather crazily and become even harder to resist.
Since then, everyone had learned to be obedient. They had to enter the great whirlpool one by one.
"But this protective seal light …"
Luo Zheng felt that the protective seal light was very strong, but maintaining such a strong state required a lot of energy. It could only be maintained for a limited time.
"Brother Luo Zheng, don't worry. As long as we're in the square, the protective seal light won't weaken," Fei Yu assured.
Luo Zheng didn't say anything more. After all, it wasn't the first time for these people to enter the Immortal Scroll. Their experience was passed down through countless generations, so it shouldn't be wrong.
"Then I'll go first!"
The Fated Kin was the first to step forward.
He took a step forward and stepped onto the Hexagonal Star Array. Then, he transformed into a painting and dashed forward.
At the instant the Fated Kin rushed out, the Nirvana living beings in Ping Yi Sky gathered their gazes on him, and the Fated Kin, in particular, let out cheers.
The last remaining Fated Kin had eight seals, and his Kalpa Bone and Sacred Soul each had four seals. It was very balanced. The more balanced the physical body and soul were, the more balanced the protective seal light would be.
"Junior Brother Li Ming will definitely achieve a good result!"
"His goal is to enter the first seven laps. He will definitely make it."
"I believe in Li Ming's strength …"
The Fated Kin was running wildly in the Great Whirlpool.
He had just left the plaza when grains of Nothingness Sand flew toward him. His chest was hit by more than ten grains of Nothingness Sand at the same time, but the moment they touched the protective seal light, they were instantly dispelled by the protective seal light.
Of course, a portion of the protective seal light was also dispelled, but the amount of seal light dispelled by more than ten grains of Nothingness Sand was almost negligible.
With the protection of the protective seal light, the outermost ring of the Great Whirlpool did not hinder him at all. In less than the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, he had already gone around it. Next, he went around the nineteenth ring, the eighteenth ring, the seventeenth ring …
The many living beings in Ping Yi Sky could see him very clearly. In comparison, Luo Zheng and the others could not see clearly. They could only see a golden dot of light dashing on the ground in the distance.
Not long after, the Fated Kin had already entered the first ten rings.
On the ground outside the first ten rings, there were a few Hexagonal Star Arrays scattered sparsely. Behind these Hexagonal Star Arrays were circular rooms.
If this Fated Kin wanted to obtain a bloodline, he could just choose a Hexagonal Star Array and enter it.
However, this Fated Kin called Li Ming had set his goal at the seventh ring. He had no intention of compromising.
After he entered the ninth ring, the vast expanse of Nothingness Sand attacked him.
The Nothingness Sand madly corroded his protective seal light. The golden protective seal light was dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Junior Brother Li Ming's protective seal light seems to be very weak!"
"It looks like it'll be very difficult for him to maintain it until he reaches the seventh ring."
"… …"
The Fated Kin were a race that was filled with suffering. Even though they were under Genryū's protection, they were weak and were not valued. They had always been oppressed by the other races that bullied them. Even now, the Clan Leader only had one Immortal Realm cultivator.
As Li Ming gradually grew stronger, he swore to himself that he would definitely become a powerful Immortal Realm cultivator and explore the Thirty-three Skies to revitalize the Fated Kin.
He had this ambition in his heart, which was why he was exceptionally ruthless.
"The eighth ring!"
After he entered the eighth ring, the protective seal light on the surface of his body was already very weak.
Logically speaking, the eighth ring should be his final destination, but he refused to do so. If he wanted to enter the seventh ring, he would enter the seventh ring. Every time he went deeper into the ring, his bloodline would become slightly stronger. He had to reach his limit.
If he could not even do this, how could he talk about revitalizing his race?
When he was halfway through the eighth ring, Li Ming's protective golden light had completely disappeared.
Once the protective golden light disappeared, the situation would become extremely difficult and dangerous.
"Junior Brother Li Ming, hurry up and choose a bloodline!"
"Your protective seal light is gone!"
The Fated Kin were all screaming loudly, but they were in Ping Yi Heaven. It was impossible for their voices to reach the Immortal Painting, and with Li Ming's current condition, even if he heard them, he would not stop moving.
The grains of Nothingness Sand hit his arms, chest, stomach, and legs, leaving behind countless sand-sized holes. The concentrated pain was like thousands of needles stabbing madly into his Yang Soul Body.
If his willpower was slightly weaker, the pain would have made him faint, but Li Ming still gritted his teeth and used his arms to protect his face as he continued forward.
When he neared the seventh ring, most of the arms he used to protect his face had already been eaten away by the Nothingness Sand. After the bones inside broke, they fell off from his shoulders.
His legs had also been eaten away until they were incomplete, and he could only limp forward.
The Fated Kin shouted in Ping Yi Heaven. They saw Li Ming's picture on the Immortal Painting becoming smaller and smaller. In the end, he was practically staggering forward on the ground.
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