The huge black whirlpool was like a hole in the sky. As it spun, it contained a terrifying destructive power that could destroy the void.
That was the entrance to the Black God Secret Realm.
Now, there was no need for anyone to guard it. Once the time passed, no one could enter again. Even if the seven kings tried to enter, they would immediately be attacked by the destructive power and die.
There were many people gathered below. The people from the five city lords' manors, as well as those who were second only to the five city lords' manors. They were all waiting.
A month's time was nothing to any Saint. It was a very short period of time.
Wu Yuzi raised her head and stared at the black whirlpool. She said in a low voice only she could hear, "Second brother really dotes on Ziqi too much. However, with second brother's help, Ziqi's cultivation might be able to reach the Aeon Ninth Celestial Layer and become another expert of the Evil Dragon Palace."
With Lin Ziqi's talent, once she reached the Aeon Ninth Celestial Layer, she would be able to cultivate the Evil Dragon Palace's secret techniques and sword techniques. Her strength would definitely increase rapidly, surpassing the peak of the Nine Star Saint realm. As long as her cultivation continued to increase, she would have a chance to become the Evil Dragon Palace's new Dark Star Sword Saint.
The decisive power of a large force was the experts of the three major ranks. However, there were too few of them. Not all geniuses had the possibility of reaching the three major ranks.
If the Evil Dragon Palace could have one more Dark Star expert, their high-end battle strength would increase again.
"It's about time to close." Wu Yuzi thought to herself. She was somewhat expectant. She didn't know if the people from the Evil Dragon Palace who entered the Black God Secret Realm would be able to come out alive.
It was very important to come out alive. As long as they could come out alive, their cultivation would more or less increase.
An hour later, the rotation of the black vortex suddenly sped up. At the center, there was a bit of blackness spreading out, like a drop of ink in clear water. It quickly spread out, and a strong storm quickly blew out from it.
Whistling sounds rang out everywhere. Not long after, small black dots appeared and fell from the sky. Those were human figures.
"They're out."
"I wonder how many of them are still alive."
The Black Mystic Realm was not a place to enjoy life. It was the territory of the Mystic Realm's ominous demons. The Mystic Realm's ominous demons were extremely ferocious. If one wanted to hunt them down, they would have to bear the risk of being killed by them.
Death was inevitable.
One figure after another appeared and landed. Without the influence of the spatial crack, everyone landed naturally without any damage.
Their bodies all gave off powerful auras, and they were like a storm that swept out in all directions. This was because their cultivations had clearly increased, but because they did not have enough time, they had not fully grasped their cultivation.
After these people left the Black God Secret Realm, they quickly spread out and entered their own camps.
There were a total of ten people who entered the Five City Lord Mansions, including their respective Young Lords, but only five or six of them came out alive. The death rate could be said to be half.
The other forces had eight, six, four, two, and so on. The mortality rate was also about half.
According to the final statistics, the death rate was close to half.
Most of the people who had died had their primordial spirits turned into nutrients for the beasts. Those who had survived had their cultivation base increased by a small level. Of course, those who had increased their cultivation base by a small level were at the peak of the eighth or ninth level of the Immemorial Realm.
The higher one's cultivation base was, the more energy they needed to increase their cultivation base.
"Quick, look at Tu Qianjun. I remember that he was at the peak of the seventh level of the Immemorial Realm before entering the Black God Secret Realm. Now, he's at the late eighth level of the Immemorial Realm."
"There's nothing strange about it. Look at Bai Chen, he was at the peak of the seventh level of the Immemorial Realm before entering. Now, he's at the peak of the eighth level of the Immemorial Realm."
"Other than Tu Qianjun, the other stars' cultivation base increased by a large level. They're at the peak of the eighth level of the Immemorial Realm."
"No, you're wrong. The seventh star, Peerless Sword Star, Chu Mu's cultivation base increased from the early seventh level of the Immemorial Realm to the early eighth level of the Immemorial Realm. Oh, he's close to the middle level of the Immemorial Realm."
All sorts of discussions rang out incessantly.
In the end, after a simple calculation, the increase in cultivation base was at most one realm, and the decrease was at least one small realm.
"It's a pity that I'm so close. I just need to absorb the core energy of the Silver Horn Fierce Demon to reach the middle level of the Immemorial Realm." Chu Mu thought to himself. He was so close. He had already seen two Silver Horn Fierce Demons. Just as he was about to slash them with his sword, he found himself unable to move. He was forcefully sent out by the power of the Black God Secret Realm.
In other words, Chu Mu's cultivation base was at the early eighth level of the Immemorial Realm. He was very close to the middle level of the Immemorial Realm, but it would take him a few months or even half a year to reach the middle level of the Immemorial Realm.
No matter how helpless Chu Mu was, he could only accept the fact. Thinking back, it was a huge leap for him to reach the middle level of the Immemorial Realm from the early seventh level of the Immemorial Realm in a month.
It was a once in a lifetime opportunity for those who were qualified to enter the Black God Secret Realm.
"There's less than nineteen years left." Chu Mu thought to himself. His gaze swept through the crowd and was immediately stunned. His pupils instantly contracted to the size of needles and locked onto a person not far away. His eyes were full of disbelief and disbelief.
Feng Wuyi!
He saw Feng Wuyi.
"How is this possible …" a low voice that only he could hear was heard. He couldn't believe it. Chu Mu was very clear that in the Black God Secret Realm's demon nest, Feng Wuyi had been directly hit by his Heaven's Might Sword Style. His head had been shattered, his body had been destroyed, and his consciousness had been destroyed by his true intent. Even if his primordial spirit hadn't been directly destroyed, it was on the verge of collapse.
In that situation, Feng Wuyi was a hundred percent dead. Chu Mu was sure that Feng Wuyi was dead when he escaped from the encirclement of the Silver Horn Fierce Demons.
Dead, he was definitely dead. How could he be alive and kicking here?
Feeling Chu Mu's gaze, Feng Wuyi instantly turned around and cracked a smile. His teeth were eerily white, and his eyes were deep. That smile had an indescribable strangeness to it. It was as if he had caught a glimpse of it. Feng Wuyi quickly turned around and used his movement technique. He transformed into a stream of light and quickly left. His speed far surpassed a normal peak nine star saint rank.
When Feng Wuyi was killed by Chu Mu, his cultivation base had already reached the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Wangu Realm. His strength was much stronger than an ordinary peak Nine Star Saint. Now that his cultivation base had reached the peak of the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Wangu Realm, he was much stronger. Moreover, he had cultivated the Thunder Hibernation Sword Art and was extremely fast.
Staring at Feng Wuyi's rapidly departing figure, Chu Mu's brows slightly creased. There was a strange feeling lingering in his heart that he couldn't explain. It seemed to be a type of uneasiness, but this uneasiness didn't seem to be directed at him.
What's going on?
No matter how Chu Mu thought about it, he would never have thought that Feng Wuyi had died long ago. Now, a demon lord had used the demon lord reincarnation technique to take over Feng Wuyi's body and enter the land of exile.
The appearance of a human and the nature of a Demon Lord. Who knew what kind of storm it would cause in the Land of Exile?
Unable to figure it out, Chu Mu gave up for now.
On the Evil Dragon Palace's side, the Third Palace Master Wu Yuzi's gaze swept across the crowd and landed on Lin Ziqi's face.
The Evil Dragon Palace was a powerful force second only to the City Lord Palace. Therefore, they had eight quotas to enter. Including Lin Zhentong, there were nine. But now, only four had come out.
"Ziqi, what's wrong with you? Where's your father? " Wu Yuzi frowned and asked when he saw Lin Ziqi's dazed expression. It was as if she was looking for something.
"Where's my father? Where's my father? "Lin Ziqi repeated. She grabbed Wu Yuzi's arm tightly as if she was clutching at a life-saving straw.
"Your father entered the Black God Secret Realm with you to protect you. Are you two not together?" Wu Yuzi asked in a low voice. Entering the Black God Secret Realm, one would be randomly separated. Therefore, in order to be placed together, Lin Zhentong had spent a lot of effort to obtain a treasure.
Could it be that the treasure was ineffective?
"My father didn't come out. My father is dead …" Lin Ziqi muttered to herself in a daze.
Wu Yuzi was enraged. She slapped Lin Ziqi, waking him up.
The three Palace Masters of the Evil Dragon Palace had always called each other brothers. Their relationship was pretty good. Combined with their strength, even ten Lin Ziqis couldn't compare to one Lin Zhentong.
"Speak, what's going on?" Wu Yuzi was furious.
"It's him, Third Uncle. He's the one who killed my father." Lin Ziqi woke up at this time. She turned her gaze and looked at Chu Mu's face. Incomparable hatred shone in her eyes as she pointed at Chu Mu and shouted.
"Evil Dragon Secret Guards, Evil Dragon Saint Slaughtering Formation." Wu Yuzi ignored everything and directly ordered.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Numerous figures moved at high speed, turning into afterimages. They quickly appeared around Chu Mu, forming a circle.
There were a total of nine people. Every one of them had a cultivation at the peak of the Nine Star Saint level.
The positions where the nine people stood gave Chu Mu a strange feeling. The auras of the nine people seemed to be resonating and rising rapidly.
Chu Mu knew that this was a kind of battle formation.
A battle formation formed by nine peak Nine Star Saint level experts. Even if it was a relatively ordinary battle formation, it still possessed terrifying power.
Without any hesitation, Chu Mu turned into a streak of light, tearing through the sky and escaping from the battle formation that was about to be completed.
He turned around and drew his Sword Light. The sharp Sword Light was like a meteor streaking across the sky, breaking the bright moon.
At the same time, the Evil Dragon Saint Slaughtering Formation was completed. Under the resonance of the auras, a black evil dragon condensed in the air. It clawed at one of Chu Mu's Sword Light and shattered it. With a swing of its tail, it smashed towards Chu Mu with a terrifying might that seemed like a ten-thousand-year-old volcano erupting.
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