"Since this operation is very dangerous, even the elites of the various forces will weigh the pros and cons before deciding whether to participate in the escort mission, right?" The cyan-robed man's eyes flickered slightly as he continued to ask.
"Even if that's the case, the various factions will give out very generous rewards. With such generous rewards, the number of applicants will increase every time. Thus, if you want to join the escort team, you will need to pass through many stages of selection." The old man chuckled before turning around and leaving the crowd.
The cyan-robed man stayed in the crowd for a while longer before leaving the black jade wall in the center.
Needless to say, this person was naturally Liu Ming.
At this moment, he was walking towards the mission hall on the side of the square with an imperceptible smile on his face.
Speaking of which, Liu Ming wasn't very interested in this escort mission. However, after carefully learning about the specific situation of this escort mission, he was immediately overjoyed.
According to his research on the map of the Secluded Water Realm these days, the treasure presenting team would pass by a sizable Nether River on their way from Cold Moon City to Jade Nether City.
There were many experts in the treasure presenting team, so they were familiar with the road and could smoothly avoid some dangerous areas along the way. In this way, the risk of going to the Nether River alone would be greatly reduced.
In addition, there was another great advantage of following the team, which was that they could use the teleportation formation several times for free, which could also save a lot of time.
After all, if they went by themselves, the teleportation formation would cost a lot of money. However, he was currently short of money, and his time was limited, so he didn't have that much time to save up Nether Stones.
In short, if he could follow the tribute team, he would save a lot of trouble.
However, according to what the old man had said, they would be attacked and robbed by the Fiends along the way. From the very beginning, Liu Ming didn't plan to protect the tributes with the team. Instead, he would find a suitable opportunity to leave the team and head to the Netherworld River after entering the vicinity of the Netherworld River.
While thinking, Liu Ming walked to the front of a three-story circular building.
This was the mission hall of Cold Moon City, the "Huiyue Pavilion".
However, as soon as he entered the hall on the first floor, he found that the originally spacious hall was already crowded with people. Several deacon elders of the City Lord's Mansion were already surrounded by the crowd.
This went to show how much importance the Fiends in Cold Moon City attached to this mission.
However, just as he took a few steps forward, an elegant middle-aged man in a blue robe appeared in front of Liu Ming in a flash.
"Brother Yin Han, I didn't think we would meet again here." The blue-robed middle-aged man cupped his hands politely.
"So it's Fellow Daoist Tu Kun. I didn't expect to see you again after we parted that day," replied Liu Ming with a smile.
"For a mission like escorting and presenting a treasure, I definitely have to join in the fun. After all, as long as I sign up for the selection, I will be able to obtain a sum of Nether Stones as a reward." Tu Kun laughed.
In the following time, the two of them chatted with each other for a while before Liu Ming excused himself and went to register.
Seven days passed in a flash.
On this day, the Sun of the Netherworld hung high in the sky, and a chilly wind blew gently.
Not far from the north of Cold Moon City, on a vast plain, ten arenas that were dozens of meters wide each suddenly appeared.
The arenas were arranged in a circular pattern, with a middle-aged Fiend in a silver robe standing on a high platform in the middle. He had his hands clasped behind his back, and he was gazing into the distance with an expressionless face.
This man was none other than Leng Yue, the City Lord of Cold Moon City.
Leng Yue's aura seemed calm, but it was actually extremely cold. He had already reached the middle Celestial Phenomenon stage.
Beside him were two black-robed Fiends, one an old man and the other a woman. Both of them stood expressionlessly with their hands clasped behind their backs. Their cultivation bases had also reached the early Celestial Phenomenon stage.
At this moment, a large number of Fiends had gathered around each arena. Many of them were at the Liquid Condensation stage. Not all of them had come to participate in the selection. Most of them had come purely to watch the battles and broaden their horizons.
The rules of the selection were actually very simple. It was somewhat similar to the rules that Liu Ming had used in the Barbarian Ghost Sect. Starting from noon, when the Sun of the Netherworld was at its peak, the ten arenas could be challenged at will. By the evening of the same day, those who were still standing in the arenas would be considered to have passed the selection and qualified to escort the treasure to Jade Nether City.
However, unlike in the outside world, there were no adjudicators in the Fiends' battles. There were only two ways to determine the winner. One was to admit defeat and be teleported out of the arenas. The other was to strike the opponent so hard that he couldn't move, or even directly kill him.
Therefore, before participating in the selection, everyone would sign a special Fiend contract with their identity medallion.
Naturally, Liu Ming didn't care about this rule. Not to mention that the identity medallion didn't belong to him, even if it was valid, he wouldn't have to worry about protecting himself if only cultivators below the Celestial Phenomenon Stage could participate in the selection.
"It's almost time. The selection will officially begin." Suddenly, Leng Yue looked up at the Sun of the Netherworld, which had formed a complete disc in the sky. She cleared her throat and announced in a loud voice.
As soon as her voice fell, the originally bustling crowd suddenly quieted down.
Everyone's eyes fell on the ten ring-shaped arenas.
Immediately afterward, several black shadows flashed and stood in the arenas, occupying all ten arenas.
In one of the arenas, because two people had entered the arena at the same time, they directly began to fight with each other without saying a word.
Seeing this, the black-robed Fiend next to Leng Yue hurriedly rubbed her hands, and a gray light shot out.
With a muffled "puff" sound, the gray light disappeared into the center of the arena. Immediately afterward, a burst of rumbling sounds rang out, and a layer of faint, transparent gray light suddenly lit up, covering the two people.
In the arena, the lips of one of the tall men gently moved a few incantations, and suddenly a gray cloud appeared out of nowhere in the center of the arena. The tall man fiercely stepped on the arena, and his figure flashed and directly disappeared into the gray cloud.
Immediately afterward, the whole gray cloud continued to expand, and in the blink of an eye, it soared several times, covering the sky and covering the earth, and enveloping the handsome young Fiend.
Seeing this, the handsome young man couldn't help but change his expression. He flipped one hand, and a white bone whip fell into his hand. At the same time, gray Yin Qi rolled out of his body, and turned into a roll of gray flame, rushing towards the long whip in his hand.
With a whoosh, the gray long whip was ignited by the Netherfire, and burned fiercely.
In the next moment, the handsome young man shook his arm, and the long gray whip began to dance wildly in the air, covering his entire body in an impenetrable shield.
At this moment, Liu Ming, who had transformed into a burly man over seven feet tall, was standing in the crowd below the arena, and his eyes narrowed as he looked up at the gray cloud in midair.
If he wasn't mistaken, this gray cloud was somewhat similar to the Infernal Hell that he had unleashed with his Dragon Tiger Hell Domain, and the long whip that the handsome young man had unleashed most likely wouldn't be able to harm this man in the slightest.
After shaking his head slightly, Liu Ming turned around and walked to the next arena.
After walking around for less than an hour, Liu Ming finally jumped onto the next arena.
On the other side of the arena was a handsome white-robed young man.
In the next moment, a layer of faint gray light instantly lit up, enveloping the entire arena.
The sight of Liu Ming on the arena immediately caused a stir among the surrounding Fiend cultivators.
"Another person who doesn't know what's good for him. This time, it's a Pseudo Core cultivator."
"Tsk tsk, even Long Yue was defeated by him just now. This young man seems to have a strong background!"
"In any case, he is the first disciple of Elder Lin, and the Dark Artifact he uses is also extraordinary. It's naturally not a problem for him to deal with someone of the same level! I'm afraid this burly man is going to be in big trouble. "
Before the fight began, a series of discussions came out. Even through the light curtain of enchantment, Liu Ming could hear it clearly.
The white-robed young man seemed to be a little disdainful of Liu Ming's cultivation, and he curled his lips.
Liu Ming smiled slightly, and after symbolically cupping his hands, his figure became blurred for a while.
Before the white-robed young man could react, the space around him fluctuated, and four black shadows suddenly flashed out, attacking the white-robed young man from four directions.
In the face of this sudden attack, the white-clothed young man calmly reached toward his waist with one hand. Immediately, rolls of grey flames rushed out, transforming into grey butterflies that filled the sky. At the same time, a dense, chilling aura spread out.
"So many Underworld Spirit Butterflies, no wonder he is the first disciple of Elder Lin!"
"And all of them have six Spiritual Inscriptions, as expected of the first disciple of Elder Lin."
Before the people under the arena finished talking again, a scene that surprised everyone happened!
The four black shadows that Liu Ming had transformed into flashed repeatedly in an unusual manner, and strangely avoided the flying butterflies that filled the sky, instantly combining into one and appearing behind the white-robed young man.
At this time, the white-robed young man was still looking around for Liu Ming, suddenly heard a deafening whistling sound, and a black tiger head phantom rushed out. At such a close distance, there was no time for him to dodge.
The young man could only hurriedly raise his hand in shock, trying to block it!
"Boom"!
The young man only felt a pain in his arm, and his arm was directly fractured into two. Then his body shook, and he flew out of the arena under a huge force that he couldn't resist at all. The moment he landed on the ground, he staggered a few steps back.
"Ah", the white-robed young man spat out a mouthful of fresh blood again. His face was green, and his expression was shocked and angry.
The white-robed young man, who had high hopes, was defeated in one blow before he even had time to use his Dark Artifact. This caused a burst of sigh from the onlookers at the side of the arena.
Even the black-robed old man with gray hair next to the Coldmoon City Master couldn't help but shake his head, and at the same time, he gave a few instructions to a servant beside him.
On another arena, a cultivator with blue eyes was standing with his arms crossed, seemingly inadvertently looking at the arena where Liu Ming was.
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