After a brief moment, Xu Chen stopped under a towering tree. He had unknowingly put away the interspatial bag that was originally hanging on the treetop. He could not help but let out a muffled groan. His face was pale, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His clear eyes were filled with shock as he mumbled, "Master's right — there's always someone better than you."
…
The mountain path was winding. Su Yi's face was also pale. Fighting in the Sacred Martial Secret World consumed too much energy.
"Hmph!"
Su Yi couldn't help but let out a groan. He had suffered a loss.
However, Su Yi was also very sure that Xu Chen wasn't feeling well either.
"Very strong!"
Su Yi secretly exclaimed. The Sacred Martial Assembly was really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
He already knew that Xu Chen was very strong and unfathomable. After the fight, Su Yi was even more certain that he was a strong opponent. He was far stronger than Ouyang Jinwei from the Sacred Mountain.
Although Xu Chen hadn't really used his full strength, Su Yi was sure that he was definitely at the Yuan Zhen Realm. His true strength was probably even more terrifying.
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There was a red light surging in Su Yi's eyes. He wasn't afraid. Instead, he was filled with fighting spirit. He hadn't used his full strength either.
The sky had already begun to darken. The curtain of night slowly shrouded.
Su Yi raised his eyes and looked at the sky. A day had already passed. He still didn't know where the exit of the Sacred Martial Secret World was and how to break through this secret realm. He had to hurry up.
…
The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the mountains.
Outside of Central Continent City, the mountains and thousands of peaks were clamoring endlessly, the noise reaching the heavens.
"Millions of people. In the end, only 32 people can set foot on the Sacred Martial Stage. How cruel the competition is!"
"It's not cruel. Only the true geniuses can enter the final battle!"
"There are many dark horses this time. I wonder how many people can enter the final battle?"
"The Bawang Sect's Yi Su should be fine!"
"There's also Xu Chen. His strength seems to be unfathomable!"
"That's not necessarily the case. There are also many changes in the Sacred Martial Secret World!"
Everyone was waiting for tomorrow's final battle.
…
There were thousands of peaks in the surrounding mountains, and resting areas had already been set up on some of the mountains.
The Five Sects and Three Factions, the Imperial Heavenly Palace, and the Sacred Mountain. Ten mountain peaks stood tall, and the ten strongest groups of experts occupied them.
"Although there are many geniuses from other factions, our Shenjian Gate also has Jian Wuque and Mu Yao. They will definitely be able to shine. It's a pity that Yun Lingfeng cannot participate. Otherwise, our Shenjian Gate will be able to reap great rewards …"
On the mountain peak where Shenjian Gate was located, there were many people sitting in a pavilion. Elder Bai Mingshan was among them. His eyes were filled with anticipation, but more than that, they were filled with regret and displeasure.
In Bai Mingshan's opinion, if his disciples could participate in the Sacred Martial Conference, they would definitely shine even brighter in this Heaven's Pride Competition.
Bai Mingshan was clear that after his disciples obtained the Sacred Artifact and inheritance from the Patriarch, their cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds.
"If Su Yi is not dead, our Shenjian Gate will be able to suppress the Five Sects and Three Factions. We will be able to compete with the Sacred Mountain!"
Elder Duan Yuerong rolled her eyes at Elder Bai Mingshan. She did not like Elder Bai Mingshan.
Everyone knew that Yun Lingfeng wanted to get rid of Su Yi on purpose. If Su Yi was still alive, no one knew who would inherit the Patriarch's inheritance.
If Su Yi was here in this Sacred Martial Conference, he would probably be able to defeat everyone like he did in the Myriad Sword Conference.
"Hmph!"
Elder Bai Mingshan was unhappy at the mention of Su Yi. However, when he saw Elder Suruga sitting in the middle, he did not dare to do anything to Elder Duan Yuerong.
…
"Roar!"
On the mountain peak, there were several ancient black-scaled demonic dragons. Their eyes were half-closed, and they looked extremely ferocious.
This was the lineup of the Heavenly Xuan Sect. Many experts were seated, and their auras froze the void.
"This time, the young disciples of the other forces are not ordinary."
An elder spoke. This time, many of the young disciples of the Five Sects and Three Factions were not ordinary.
"Indeed."
Jian Wannian smiled and said softly, "But tomorrow, our Heavenly Xuan Sect will definitely shock everyone!"
"Haha, Gong Qianxing has been hiding for so long. It's all for tomorrow!"
The experts of the Heavenly Xuan Sect looked at each other and smiled. Only they knew how long the Heavenly Xuan Sect had prepared for this Sacred Martial Assembly and how much effort they had put in. Everything depended on Gong Qianxing. In tomorrow's final battle, the Heavenly Xuan Sect would be able to suppress the five sects and three factions!
…
"Roar!"
The Golden-eyed Flying Tiger sat there, occasionally roaring and shaking the mountains.
On the mountain peak, in the Beast Emperor Sect, many experts were seated. Many of them were standing and looking in the direction of the Sacred Martial Secret World.
"It's almost time. Tomorrow will be the real battle!"
One of the elders from the Beast Emperor Sect looked at Huang Xiaolong expectantly.
…
The tallest mountain peak was as tall as the clouds. Under the sunlight, two huge flood dragons could be seen. Their bodies were covered in green scales, and there were two horns on their heads. They looked fierce and majestic, and their red eyes were like two bright suns. They were constantly looking around.
"It's about time."
Wang Quande looked at the sky. According to the distance in the Sacred Martial Secret World, no matter which direction one came from, they would have to rush to the center. At this time, there should be more and more people.
"The evils we bring upon ourselves are the hardest to bear. But if we can get the wooden box from the Demon Subduing Sect, it's nothing."
Elder Bingcao sneered as a cold light flashed in his eyes. That brat Yi Su from the Overlord Sect had provoked the Sacred Mountain time and time again. He was simply courting death, and the evils he brought on himself were the hardest to bear.
"That brat must die!"
Kuang Guilan's eyes flashed coldly. If that brat didn't die, the hatred in her heart wouldn't be appeased.
…
Night fell, and the Sacred Martial Secret World was exactly the same as the outside world.
Stars dotted the sky, and the moonlight was like water, cascading down from the sky and covering the ancient forest. It was as if the vast forest was shrouded in a faint, cold silver light, making it seem mysterious and hazy.
If it weren't for the occasional beast roars that resounded in the wilderness, one would have thought that this was a paradise.
Under the night sky, Su Yi's figure shuttled through the forest. He had no choice but to be more careful.
Along the way, Su Yi consumed healing elixirs to recover his vitality. He also encountered many dangers along the way, but he also had some gains.
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