"Half a month to explore an unknown secret realm. I'm afraid that time is a bit too tight. After all, we still don't know how big this secret realm is and whether there are other exits inside. "The Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader became somewhat worried when he heard this.
"There's nothing we can do about the tight time. We old fellows can only ensure that the entrance is safe and sound during this period of time. You all also listen carefully. After entering, you must calculate the time well. Once the time is up, no matter what else you discover, immediately evacuate from the entrance. If you come out late, you will be trapped inside forever. "Martial Ancestor Yan warned the disciples.
Liu Ming and the others naturally nodded their heads in agreement.
"In addition, the ranking of this time's Life and Death Trials will be calculated based on the amount of resources you bring out. When the time comes, no matter how many resources you obtain in the secret realm, I will make the decision. You can all leave behind a tenth as a reward for risking your lives this time. "Martial Ancestor Yan waved his hand and said.
This time, the disciples were even more overjoyed.
"That's right, Martial Nephew Sect Leader, did you bring the things I asked you to bring from the storeroom?" The grey-robed old man thought of something and asked.
"Since Martial Ancestor specifically warned me, how could Martial Nephew forget? The things have all been brought! "The Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader heard this and replied without hesitation.
"That's good. Give them down now and let them familiarize themselves with them first." Martial Ancestor Yan nodded his head.
"Yes."
The Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader replied and took out a light yellow silk handkerchief and thumb-sized white beads from his sleeve. With a shake, they shot towards Liu Ming and the others.
Liu Ming subconsciously moved his arm and caught the silk handkerchief and the beads in his hand. He curiously sized them up a few times.
He saw that the silk handkerchief was as thin as a cicada's wing, but its surface was engraved with layers of light yellow Spirit Inscriptions. If one looked at it a few more times, they would have a strange feeling of dizziness.
The beads looked clear and transparent, as if they were just ordinary crystals.
"These Sumeru Handkerchiefs can be considered low level Totem. They have no other functions and only have one restriction. However, they can shrink large items by more than a hundred times and wrap them up, making it easy to carry around. The only downside was that no matter how much these things shrunk, their weight would not change. As for those Sensory Beads, they had also been refined using a special Secret Technique, allowing them to sense each other's location within a range of five kilometers. Bring one of each with you. When you enter the secret realm, it will definitely be of great use. "Martial Ancestor Yan explained a little.
Hearing this, all the disciples bowed and thanked him again.
"Alright, go out and familiarize yourselves with these two items. When the Firestorm Way's disciples arrive tomorrow, they will immediately enter the secret realm. "The Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader instructed with a slight smile.
"Understood!"
"Yes!"
…
The group of disciples agreed and left the stone hall. They began to study the usage of the two new items in their hands.
Once Liu Ming and the others truly left the hall, the smile on the Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader's face gradually disappeared. He turned his head towards the gray-robed elder, took a deep breath, and asked:
"Martial Uncle, what do you think of these disciples? Can they compare to the disciples of the other clans?"
"It's hard to say. After all, I only looked at the other Sect's disciples from afar and didn't personally test their strength. However, just based on the feeling they gave me, my Sect may not be too optimistic. "The gray-robed elder's expression became serious as he replied.
"Is it really like this? The ten disciples that my Sect has just brought are much stronger than the top ten from the previous Large Competitions. "Martial Uncle Zhang couldn't help but ask again.
"My Sect's disciples are indeed not bad. If I'm not wrong, Yang Gan seems to have purified the Fa Li in his body. If he is willing to advance to Spirit Master, I'm afraid he has at least a thirty percent chance. Looking at Feng Chan's face and the black gas between his eyebrows, it seems that he has also cultivated the Iron Corpse Body to a rather deep level. The one whose entire body is filled with lightning attribute Spiritual Power should be that Nine Lightning Spiritual Pulse brat. There is also that child Gao Chong. Looking at his aura, he seems to be close to a Spirit Master. He should have successfully refined the drop of Monster Dragon Essence Blood that I gave him. Of course, the others don't look weak either. According to the average level of the previous Life and Death Trials, they should indeed be able to obtain a good ranking. However, if I'm not wrong, the other Sect also have genius disciples with shocking aptitude. Their strength is probably even above Yang Gan's. Especially a female disciple from the Heavenly Moon Sect. When I was secretly observing her with my Crystal Level cultivation, she was actually able to immediately sense it and look at me. This is no longer something that can be described as a Heaven Disciple. It can only be described as a monster. "Martial Ancestor Yan's gaze was dark as he slowly spoke.
"What? She can sense the presence of Martial Uncle? How is that possible?!"
"If that's really the case, then it must be the female disciple from the Heavenly Moon Sect with the Sword Communication Spirit Body."
Old Man Huang and the middle-aged Spirit Master cried out involuntarily.
"Yes, I also think so. Other than the Heavenly Moon Sect, the other Sects also have a few disciples with extraordinary auras. I'm afraid that even if Yang Gan and the others meet them, they won't be able to win. "Martial Ancestor Yan said coldly.
"If that's really the case, then doesn't that mean that in this Life and Death Trials, our sect will be at the bottom again?" The Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader's face was not too good.
"That's hard to say. After all, this competition is decided by the amount of resources collected. As long as our sect's little fellows are a bit lucky and are a bit more clever to avoid the strongest people from the other Sects, they might be able to give us an unexpected surprise. "The grey-robed old man's face recovered its calmness.
"We can only hope so." The Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader's face changed for a while before letting out a long sigh.
… …
At the same time, Liu Ming was holding the light yellow silk handkerchief in his hand and "playing" with it!
From time to time, he would use the silk handkerchief to cover a greyish white stone the size of a watermelon. After shrinking it to the size of a bean, he would pick it up and enlarge it again.
As for the white bead in his other hand, it was faintly flashing with a faint white light. If one were to carefully look at it, they would discover that there were ten black dots the size of rice grains scattered around the bead. Some of them were motionless while others were constantly moving.
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Ming seemed to have gotten tired of playing. After putting away the two items, he randomly found an empty corner and began to silently adjust his breathing.
As he breathed in and out, a hair-thin needle hidden in his sleeve also faintly flashed as if it was secretly responding to him.
On both of his arms, there were two soybean-sized bulges. Inside each bulge were two rice-sized objects, one white and one black. Similarly, as Liu Ming breathed in and out, they slightly expanded and shrank. They looked as if they were alive and were extremely strange.
At this time, the sky had already gradually darkened. After the scarlet afterglow of the setting sun shone on Liu Ming and the other Barbarian Ghost Sect Disciples, it was as if they were smeared with a layer of fresh blood, giving people an indescribable feeling of solemnity.
… …
On the morning of the second day, Liu Ming, who was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breathing, suddenly felt the floating reef beneath him shake. Although it was extremely weak, it still roused him from his meditative state. He immediately looked into the distance with some astonishment.
In the end, he saw that the surface of the lake nearby was shockingly rippling. Moreover, the shaking beneath him was becoming stronger and stronger. The entire surface of the lake began to be swept up by the wind, forming waves.
At this time, Liu Ming faintly heard a rumbling sound coming from the distant sky. At first, it was extremely soft, but after a moment, it became extremely loud.
At this time, the entire surface of the lake shook even more violently.
Such a large commotion naturally alarmed the other disciples, as well as the Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader and the other two who were resting in the stone hall.
Their expressions were somewhat doubtful as they similarly raised their heads and stared endlessly at the horizon.
As for Martial Ancestor Yan, he was nowhere to be seen. It was unknown when he had left the floating reef.
On the other floating reefs, the Heavenly Moon Sect and the other sects also had similar reactions. Many disciples stood up and gazed endlessly at the horizon.
After a while, a black dot suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and it gradually expanded. In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a black mountain that was around 2,000 feet tall, and it quickly flew toward the floating reefs.
At this time, the rumbling sound in the sky was already deafening. The entire surface of the lake trembled endlessly, forming huge waves that were ten feet tall out of nowhere.
"Flying Peak! Why did the Firestorm Way bring this sect guarding treasure here? This isn't quite right. " After clearly seeing the true appearance of the black mountain peak, Old Man Huang's expression immediately changed greatly as he spoke to the Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader.
"It is indeed a bit strange! However, there is no rush. Let's see what the people from the Firestorm Way have to say when they arrive. I think that no matter how stupid the Firestorm Way is, they won't go as far as to challenge our four sects at the same time. "The Barbarian Ghost Sect Leader also furrowed his brows as he replied.
On the other floating reefs, a few people dressed as Spirit Masters were all whispering to each other. Their expressions clearly carried a trace of seriousness.
After a while, the black mountain peak finally flew above the floating reefs with a gust of violent wind. It stopped several thousand feet above the surface of the lake with a squeak.
After a wave of loud laughter came from the top of the black mountain peak, forty to fifty people flew down. The leader was a middle-aged Daoist wearing a golden Daoist robe and loudly said in the air:
"Fellow Daoists, please don't blame me. The reason why I'm slightly late is entirely because an esteemed guest just happened to come to our sect. He heard that a new entrance to a secret realm has been discovered here, so he specially brought a precious treasure to assist us."
Once the golden-robed Daoist finished speaking, his body immediately moved to the side. A man in a python robe with a dovetail face and a hawk nose walked out from behind him. His expression was gloomy and his eyes flashed with a bright light.
As soon as the man appeared, he coldly swept his gaze downwards and bluntly said, "That's right.
"Is this where you juniors are? Where is Master Ling Yu and the others!"
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