Two groups were confronting each other in Tiantu City's Second Camp.
Brother De and the other six looked at Xue Yan and Du Hai with disdain.
"Xue Yan, right? I'm not here for you today. Ask Xie Tian to come out."
Xue Yan's expression was very solemn. Brother De was very strong, ranked third among the top ten experts in Cang Ying City's Second Camp. He even made it into the top hundred in last year's 36 Camps Tournament.
The best in Tiantu City's Second Camp was Wang Tao, ranked 486th. The difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
She also knew that even someone as strong as Brother De was just a follower of a young genius. Brother De was here today to carry out the will of that genius.
She did not dare to defy his will.
"Xue Yan greets Brother De. Xie Tian is not in the camp now."
Brother De's expression turned gloomy and he sneered, "Xue Yan, don't think that Polang can protect you. Even ten Polangs can't interfere with my young master's business."
Xue Yan suppressed her anger, "Brother De, I'm telling the truth. Xie Tian is really not in the camp. He …"
"Hmph, I'm giving you face."
Brother De was furious and reached out his right hand to grab a person behind Xue Yan.
"Ah! Boss, save me!"
The person might be at Magic Power Realm Level Nine, but he could not resist at all. He was immediately sucked into Brother De's palm and his magic power was instantly confined.
Xue Yan's eyes turned red and she shouted, "Stop! Wu De, this is not Cang Ying City!"
"Hehe, since you won't tell me, I'll find him myself. Soul Searching Art!"
"You dare!" Xue Yan attacked Brother De with all her strength.
"Child's play!" Brother De sneered. His figure suddenly flashed and instantly appeared hundreds of feet away. His soul-searching technique had already been completed.
"Ah!"
The soul of the person who was searched was severely injured and kept twitching on the ground. Even if he woke up, he would be a cripple for the rest of his life.
"Wu De, how dare you injure people in the camp!" Xue Yan and the others were furious.
Wu De laughed and clapped his hands, "I only injured people, I didn't kill anyone. Why? When did your camp have a new rule of not injuring people?"
"Haha, the trashiest Second Battalion should have such a rule."
"Your combat power is unsightly, yet you are afraid of death. Get out of the matriculation camp as soon as possible. Don't embarrass us."
Wu De's men mocked and ridiculed them. Xue Yan and the others were so angry that their bodies trembled, but they did not dare to make a move.
"Wait for Xie Tian to come back and tell him," Wu De glanced at Xue Yan, sneered and left. "Since he dares to stand up my Young Master, he has only two choices. One is to go to Cang Ying City tomorrow to beg for forgiveness and become my Young Master's slave. The other is to die on the Killing Platform!"
After saying that, the group of people arrogantly left.
"You've gone too far!" Xue Yan's chest heaved with rage as she cursed through gritted teeth.
Du Hai was horrified. "Sister Yan, what should we do now? Should we sue and tell Boss?"
"Wu De is obviously looking for trouble with Xie Tian, so it's not appropriate for him to show up."
"But …"
"How dare they use the Soul Searching Art on their comrades from the Second Camp. I'll complain, I don't believe that the higher-ups of the Death Camp will ignore this matter!"
Xue Yan left angrily, but she stopped after a few steps and said quietly, "Send Bamboo Pole out of the Second Camp and transfer fifty thousand military merits under my name to his brother."
Bamboo Pole was the one who had his soul searched by Wu De. After this disaster, he had lost the qualification to cultivate in the Matriculation Camp.
The group of people carried Bamboo Pole and left with sorrow. Even if Xie Tian was stronger than Wang Tao, it still could not change the fact that the Second Camp of Tiantu City was being bullied by the Second Camp of Cang Ying City.
Because in terms of strength, the Second Camp of Cang Ying City was ranked top five among the three camps.
They had no choice but to swallow this vexation.
At this moment, Xie Tian had just finished a day of killing and was about to distribute the military merits, but he saw Zhang Jie and Tian Shang looking at him strangely.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Tian, what's wrong?"
Zhang Jie looked at Tian Shang, and Tian Shang sighed. "We can't kill anymore."
"Why not?" Xie Tian was shocked. He suddenly thought of something and said hurriedly, "I heard from the senior in the Military Merit Pavilion that the higher-ups of the Death Camp knew about the five of us, but they didn't plan to stop us!"
"They didn't stop you, but if you continue killing, they will." Tian Shang sighed bitterly and pointed to the depths of the Tiantu Strait. "Do you know how many Yin Soul Beasts you have killed during this period?"
Xie Tian thought for a while and said, "Less than forty million."
The bodies of Tian Shang and Tian Shang trembled, and they hurriedly laughed bitterly. "40 million is already more than enough. After all, these 40 million Yin Soulbeasts were lured out by the four of us from almost a thousand islands, and these almost a thousand islands are all the defensive areas of Heavenly Trace City."
Xie Tian was puzzled.
Zhang Jie said, "It means that we can't kill anymore in Tiantu City."
"Brother Zhang means …" Xie Tian's eyes brightened. "We can change to another place to kill!"
"Haha, I knew you would guess it!" The two laughed and explained, "The Tiantu Strait is millions of miles long and has a total of twelve defensive areas. The potential of the Yin Soul Fiend Warriors in Tiantu City has been squeezed dry by us. If we continue killing, it will cause unrest, so we have to change places."
"Not bad, not bad."
Xie Tian was resentful. Although he had killed so many, he hadn't even gotten his hands on the Wanxiang Diagram. Ninety-nine percent of the military merits had gone into Xu Mang's pocket.
"Hand over the military token."
Tian Shang took Xie Tian's military token and passed it back to Xie Tian with his consciousness.
"Five million … Brother Tian, this …" Xie Tian didn't understand why Tian Shang would give him five million military merits.
Tian Shang smiled. "The place we are going to is Beiwang City. Beiwang City has the widest defensive area. Even if there are gods, you can't go back and forth. I'll lend you these military merits to exchange for the Wanxiang Diagram. We'll go back and forth once every half a month. "
"Half a month!" Xie Tian hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Since that's the case, I want to break through to the Transcendence Realm first. That way, I might be able to resist the Yin Soul Fiend Warriors' baleful aura."
Tian Shang and Zhang Jie were shocked. "Really?"
Xie Tian nodded. After devouring Wang Tao's Transcendence Realm Dao Fruit, the Dark Blade had finally established a connection with him. He knew that the Dark Blade was devouring baleful aura.
With the Dark Blade in hand, even if he wasn't a match for the Yin Soul Fiend Warriors, he could resist their baleful aura.
"Wonderful!" Tian Shang was overjoyed. "There's no time to lose. Immediately go back and exchange for the Wanxiang Diagram, then follow us to Beiwang City. Once you've broken through to the Transcendence Realm, you can hunt for military merits!"
Xie Tian quickly returned to the matriculation camp. Seeing that the Wanxiang Diagram was about to fall into his hands, Xie Tian was a little excited. For a moment, he didn't notice that the atmosphere in the camp was a little strange.
After exchanging for the Wanxiang Diagram, he gave Boss Jia a few instructions before flying to Tiantuo Straits again to meet up with Tian Shang and Zhang Jie.
"Brother Tian, aren't we going to take the teleportation array?" Xie Tian asked in surprise when he saw Tian Shang take out a flying treasure.
"Beiwang City is the northernmost land of the Jin Dynasty. The teleportation array is very strictly managed. It's best if we don't leave any traces there. This is an Astral Weapon. Speed is ten times that of a god, and it'll only take half a day to get to Beiwang City. "
God? Even ten times faster would take half a day?
Xie Tian was speechless.
Along the way, Xie Tian didn't look at Tiantuo Straits curiously. After calming down, he started to look at the Wanxiang Diagram.
Seeing this, Tian Shang frowned and said, "Xie Tian, I originally didn't approve of you using the Wanxiang Diagram to rush your soul. Since you insist on doing so, you must be careful when rushing your soul. If you feel that your soul is weak, you must stop immediately. Remember this!"
Xie Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Brother Tian, is it dangerous to use the Wanxiang Diagram to rush my soul?"
"Legend has it that the Wanxiang Diagram is all-encompassing. Wanxiang is divided into nine levels, and so is the rush of the soul."
Tian Shang said seriously, "Among these nine levels, the first is the highest, and the ninth is the lowest. But even if it's a ninth-level rush, the strength of the soul after success will far surpass the strength of an ordinary realm of magical power. But if it fails, there's the danger of the soul dispersing. So you must never force yourself to rush your soul with a higher level, understand?"
Xie Tian nodded, a heavy feeling in his heart.
"We've arrived at Beiwang City's defensive zone," Zhang Jie turned his head and said. After another half an hour, the Divine Puppet slowly landed on an island.
"Xie Tian, you will rush your soul here. You don't have to worry about anything else, just leave it to the two of us."
Xie Tian nodded without hesitation. Tian Shang and Tian Shang were Astral Fiend Realm cultivators above the True Element Realm. If the two of them couldn't protect him, it would be useless even if he was distracted.
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