"I heard that there is also a group of alien students. Some of them are descendants of slaves in the Holy City. Teachers made an exception to promote them because of their talents, and some are geniuses brought back from the Fifth Dimension by teachers. Although they didn't participate in any tests, they are definitely not to be underestimated since they were chosen by teachers in the Holy Land. There are so many talents. I used to think that Earth was the only one in the Holy Land, but now it seems that I was a frog at the bottom of a well. I'm afraid that the 30 of us will only take up less than one-third of the newcomers this year. "
"Haha, it's a pity that Wang Zhong and Mo Wen didn't come. If the others are defeated by the descendants of the alien race or the local circle, we, the elites from Earth, will become a joke."
"Don't worry. Isn't there still Tianjing's Scarlet? I heard that there are also a few good ones from the Empire this time."
Many people said the same thing. After the CHF, Wang Zhong and Mo Wen had indeed reached another level in everyone's hearts that they couldn't reach. Even Scarlet, who was originally unknown, had been recognized by everyone again because of the Holy Land's attention. She had already surpassed Carolyn, Vladimir, Gui Hao, and the others. Even though they had also achieved extraordinary Dharma Idols, they still couldn't compare to Scarlet, who was highly valued, especially when compared to those two who were even more abnormal. Under the same conditions, those two would definitely be stronger once they entered the Heroic Soul Stage.
Except for Gui Hao, who often sneered sarcastically, others like Carolyn and the others were silent and didn't respond to similar comments in the inner circle. Words were better than actions. The CHF had long become a thing of the past. Entering the Holy Land after casting their Heroic Souls was equivalent to entering another world, and everything in the past had to be overturned. Although they had lost to those two before, they were standing on a different starting line this time, and they all believed that they would definitely not lose again.
Although there were still a few days left, time was actually running out. After all, they had just arrived and didn't know much about the Holy Land. Everyone was inquiring about everything about the Holy Land through their own channels and means. The so-called 'Federation Gang' was also communicating with each other in their own small circle, exchanging information they had obtained, making various choices, judgments, and preparations to determine which cultivation force they were more suitable for.
Women were afraid of marrying the wrong man, and men were afraid of entering the wrong profession. Once the direction of cultivation was wrong, it would be the same as being wasted for the rest of their lives.
This was a place where dreams could be realized, a place where one could fulfill one's ambitions, but at the same time, it could also bury one's dreams, especially at the beginning stage. Any choice one made would determine whether one's future would be smooth, so one must not be careless.
It was known as the Holy Land of the City of Dreams. That was definitely not an empty statement.
However, those who could come here would not be defeated by the new environment and the small pressure. Instead, it aroused a stronger fighting spirit. Young and fearless, there was a kind of impact that came from nobles and generals. This was a brand new challenge. Who could come out on top?
Everyone had a chance. After all, even a "salted fish" like Scarlet had turned over a new leaf.
The people in the Holy Land were still busy preparing for their cultivation journey, but Wang Zhong, who was in the desert, was already progressing deeper and deeper into his cultivation journey.
The Morradis Pink Desert was already a thing of the past. In just ten days, Wang Zhong had already crossed the first destination and entered the second area that Mu Zi had marked — the Inca Ganges River.
Although it was called a river, there wasn't a single drop of water to be seen here. This vast and boundless desert was even drier than any other desert in Tutankhamun. It was named after the Milky Way because it was abnormally dry here. All the creatures that died here didn't need to undergo any treatment before their bodies were rapidly sucked dry by the desert. This ensured that their bodies wouldn't rot, turning them into natural mummies that would exist forever.
This place was terrifyingly desolate. Even the most tenacious creatures like sand lizards and sand scorpions, as well as plants like mutated aloes, were hard to find here. In the vast and boundless desert, there was only sand. The smell of dryness wafted in the air, and even Wang Zhong found it difficult to sense the existence of water elements in the air. The temperature was also terrifyingly high. At night, it would be so cold that everything would be frozen. It was a miserable dry freeze, and it could be said to be one of the worst environments on Earth.
The entire world seemed to be filled with malice towards life.
But unlike other places that were blocked by thick layers of radiation and haze, the sun in the sky was particularly dazzling in this area. The bright light made people feel that the whole world had become much bigger. It was an expansion of one's field of vision, as well as a hint of spirituality.
This feeling made Wang Zhong feel very comfortable. The breadth of one's field of vision also determined the breadth of one's heart and consciousness on a certain level. It was just like how people who lived by the sea tended to be more unrestrained and open-minded than those who lived on the narrow streets of the city. The vast desert also gave Wang Zhong this feeling. In fact, the distant sun in the sky was already very difficult to look at with the naked eye, but he felt that it was closer than usual, and there was no obstruction.
More than ten days ago, Wang Zhong still had a lot of thoughts and thoughts, but now, he was just walking step by step, sensing the world with his own body. He had transcended complex analysis and felt like he was one with nature.
His body would naturally breathe in the air, and there would always be a little water element to replenish himself. It was just like breathing, and he could also stand still like a stone to recover his strength. At that time, his body would be in a state of minimal consumption. He really looked like a stone, and even mutated beasts would ignore him when they passed by.
Of course, he was still a distance away from Mu Zi, who could maintain a non-living state and move at high speed, but he had a preliminary feeling of Mu Zi's realm and extraordinary control over his body.
In the opinion of Mu Zi and Aiolos, if one wanted to become strong, the first thing to do was to have a strong body. This was not something that could be achieved simply by being strong. Just like the transformation of the Tyrants, no matter what method was used, the fragile human body had to be more adaptable. This adaptability had to be longer lasting and more resilient. Simple muscle strengthening and Soul Power protection were far from enough.
Life, death, dryness, loneliness, and abundance. On one side was a dead desert, and on the other side was an oasis with infinite vitality. Wang Zhong instinctively crossed over. He could now maintain this state for a long time, and he could even understand why Mo Wen wanted to practice closed-eyes meditation. In essence, Mo Wen also wanted to pursue this realm.
The strong reached the same goal by different means. Although they were not living under the same sky, they all pursued the same goal. Shortcuts were not their goal. What they saw was the height and desire of the future.
Wang Zhong had performed well in the CHF, but now, not only was he not closer to casting his Heroic Soul, but he was getting further and further away. He had even forgotten to think about the Heroic Soul. Yes, in the process of walking, Wang Zhong was gradually forgetting everything that the Heroic Soul Academy taught him.
Forget himself.
All of a sudden, the scorching sky started to darken. An aura that he had never experienced before had fused with the heavens and the earth. Wang Zhong raised his head and squinted his eyes. He immediately discovered a circular black shadow moving rapidly in the distant sky, slowly blocking out the sun.
It was as if it was eating the sun bit by bit.
This was an ancient celestial phenomenon, known as a solar eclipse. Wang Zhong had this basic knowledge, but basically no one in this era had seen it, especially under such a delicate atmosphere.
Wang Zhong stopped in his tracks and raised his head. His eyes were closed as he sensed the changes in the world.
He saw a small hole rapidly appearing in the sun due to the invasion of the black shadow, as if it had been bitten by something. Very quickly, more than half of the sun had been covered, making it look like a small boat.
At this moment, the light in the sky was rather dim, and the sunlight was no longer dazzling. The originally vast desert was rapidly 'swallowed' by the dusky light. Following that, the remaining sun became thinner and thinner, and its light grew dimmer and dimmer. The sun had already become like a thin eyebrow, before rapidly disappearing into the black shadow.
At this moment, it was as if the world had been destroyed in the desert, and Wang Zhong's body seemed to have lost all its vitality.
At the same time, in the Hero's Continent, thousands of mountains and rivers away, in the boundless violent jungle, Mo Wen stood on the top of a mountain and looked up at the sky with a calm expression. The Soul Power in his body continued to rise, as if it would never end. This change in the world was also a blessing from the heavens for him, who was at a bottleneck. This situation and this vision were unimaginable.
In the desert, Wang Zhong had retracted all his vitality and power, like a grain of sand. The entire world instantly became completely dark, as if the heavens had closed a certain door, and the earth had fallen into darkness.
Darkness and light, death and life, illusion and reality.
In Wang Zhong's Soul Sea, the Fate Stone slowly rotated as if it was driving the world, forming a brand new universe in Wang Zhong's body. This kind of thing that contained infinite mysteries was something that Wang Zhong could never understand before. But at this moment, with the power of heaven and earth, Wang Zhong could feel the power of laws contained in the mysterious light.
When a trace of light was revealed after it was swallowed, the dead silence suddenly flared up. Only death could give birth to new life. Although dawn was dark, it would definitely usher in light. Life and death were not only opposed, but also interdependent at the same time.
At that moment, the joy was like being reborn. There was no need to suppress it, only to feel it.
Wang Zhong's body emitted a strong light that came from the inside out. The bright golden light didn't seem like the light on Earth at all, because the colors on Earth couldn't form such power.
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