At this moment, in the Nine States, no one was thinking about Tianxin's invincibility anymore. Everyone was thinking about the same question.
What was the relationship between Wuzhen and Hu Lai?
It was a pity that only a few people in the world knew about it, such as Shen Shao, his father, Wu Shang, and Er Feng, who was ten thousand miles away from the Holy Zhi Palace.
"Oh no!" Mad Old Man cried out anxiously. "If Little Tian Tian kills all of them, there will be no place for him to hide in the world!"
Xian Feng also had a headache. "Sigh, the eight holy lands and the ten clans are fine!"
"That's fine!" Mad Old Man panted anxiously.
"Have you forgotten what he said to Tianxin?" Xian Feng smiled bitterly.
Mad Old Man was startled and murmured, "I'll come find you when I'm free!"
"Let's not talk about whether Xie Tian has the strength to do so, but I've watched him grow since Wanzhou. Come to think of it …" Xian Feng sighed and shook his head. "He really doesn't let go of anyone he wants to find!"
The old man sucked in a breath of cold air.
He knew very well that Tianxin was the Holy Zhi Palace's lifeblood. Lu Xian was waiting to ride on his coattails and ascend to the Undead Realm. If Xie Tian touched Tianxin, he would be dead for sure.
"What a bunch of idiots, why did they provoke Little Tian Tian? He already said he wouldn't fight, and that dog Tianxin still sneaked up on him!"
"Maybe, he was just saying it!" Xian Feng thought about it seriously and didn't think Xie Tian had the ability to do so. He comforted, "He's a young man. He was almost killed, so he has a temper!"
At the same time, Shen Feng looked at Shen Shao.
"Father, this matter …"
Shen Shao looked at Shen Feng and asked, "What about it?"
Shen Feng thought about it and asked, "What is the relationship between Wuzhen and Hu Lai?"
"When it's time for you to know, you will naturally know."
"But," seeing that Shen Shao was being more reserved, Shen Feng could only get straight to the point, "If fuhuang's plan succeeds, the world will see you two as the Jin dynasty's trusted aides. If you two act so rashly, it may not be a good thing for the Jin dynasty."
"Confidant, I want him to be your confidant, or even your brother." Shenshao sighed and looked at Shen Feng meaningfully. "As for whether it is a good thing or not, it is too early to say. Let's wait and see."
Divine Wind's heart skipped a beat. "If we go on a killing spree and kill all the people from the ten great worlds and the eight holy lands, it will not be a good thing for the Divine Dynasty. But Father …"
"Who gives him the guts to touch a single hair on Youming's head?" Xiao Mu? Tomb? Siren? Bin? Xi?
"Hu Lai ran from Tianxin. How can he be a match for my son?" Wang Lang sneered.
Duanmu Xiao 'er poured the golden wine and drank it slowly, as if he was not worried that his son's name would come out of Wuzhen's mouth. Instead, he smiled at the dragon-shaped mountain behind him and said, "Interesting, isn't it?"
But the dragon-shaped mountain knew that ever since Duanmu Qiu set foot in the ancient battlefield, the Lord of Cloud State had been in a state of anxiety.
Because whenever Duanmu Xiao 'er was nervous, he would come to him.
Only by coming to him could he drink the golden wine.
The golden wine was dragon's blood.
Time flew, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed.
At the entrance of the Void Chess Game, a dozen peerless geniuses who were qualified to sit there opened their eyes one after another, their eyes filled with doubt.
"Dead!"
"The time limit of the Void Chess Game is almost up!"
"The changes of the Void Chess Game will affect the weather here. There have been no changes here for dozens of days. He didn't enter the game at all!"
"I'm afraid that even before he entered the game, his soul had already collapsed. After all, when he was fleeing, he burned his soul for four days!"
The geniuses frowned. They had chased after Wuzhen because Evil Seeking Defeat had linked Wuzhen to Xie Tian. Hence, they would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.
Now that Wuzhen had died in the Void Chess Game, if he really was Xie Tian, wouldn't the primordial aura return to the Dao Palace?
"Heh, regardless of whether he is or not, there's no benefit in staying here. Farewell." Youming got up and left.
"Heh, in the end, the Dao Palace is our greatest enemy!" Duanmu Qiu laughed and sighed. He glanced at the Void Chess Game, shook his head, and left.
"Nonsense!" Wang Po's eyes narrowed, and with a wave of his Tri-Immortal Fan, his silhouette disappeared.
The geniuses left one after another, and the majority of the thousands of geniuses who were waiting outside also chose to leave, preparing to head to the middle region of the ancient battle platform.
At this moment, in the Void Chess Game, Xie Tian's clone opened his black and white eyes. Almost at the same time, his eyes turned black and white.
"Hun Yi, Dan Tribulation!"
Xie Tian's clone sighed. After tens of days of bitter cultivation, the injury to his spirit had finally stabilized. After that, he began to break through to the Dan Tribulation Realm. Now, the Black and White Dragon-Tiger Tribulation had appeared, and the Dan Tribulation was about to be completed.
Astral was Yang, and evil was Yin. Astral Fiend Realm cultivators harmonized the dragon and tiger, using the gap to fill the gap, reversing Yin and Yang, returning to the origin, achieving the Xiantian Mixed Origin Qi, cultivating the Golden Dan, and after passing through the Dragon-Tiger Tribulation, reaching the Dan Tribulation Realm.
The Dragon-Tiger Tribulation was a killing knife hanging over the heads of cultivators at the fourth level. The stronger one's aptitude was, the better the quality of the Golden Dan formed, but the Dragon-Tiger Tribulation was also more terrifying.
Even those as strong as the little tree had to be fully prepared when passing through the tribulation. The slightest carelessness could result in damage to the foundation of the dao, or even death.
But to the Indestructible Body, all tribulations in the world were not tribulations. So when the Dragon-Tiger Tribulation appeared, he didn't even bother to sense it. Instead, he started to use the Innate Sensing Art.
"En!"
The clone's brows twitched. Under the Innate Sensing Art, he actually couldn't sense the main body.
"Nothing can happen to the main body, unless he is deep in a secret realm, or he closed his Sea of Consciousness!"
Having figured that out, the clone stopped using the Innate Sensing Art and began to comprehend the Dragon-Tiger Tribulation.
A day passed, and the Dragon-Tiger Tribulation dissipated. The power of heaven and earth fell sharply, transforming the evil energy in the clone's body into Xiantian Mixed Origin Qi. The soul injury of Xie Tian's clone was instantly healed!
"Finally!"
With the soul injury removed and the realm improved, the clone finally heaved a long sigh of relief. Only then did he get up and look at the Void Chessboard.
At that moment, there was only a little more than one hour left before the Void Chessboard dissipated.
Looking at the Void Chessboard that didn't change, Daoist Tongtian's calm eyes finally showed a trace of doubt.
"With Wuzhen's comprehension, even if he only divided part of his mind, he wouldn't be trapped by the Void Chessboard. Could it be that he was seriously injured and died in there?"
Daoist Tongtian excelled in terms of comprehension and had always been indifferent to other matters. In his life, there were only two people he valued. One was Xie Tian, and the other was Wuzhen.
Hence, when he learned that Wuzhen was trapped in the Void Chessboard, he actually rushed here from the battle platform. He didn't believe that Wuzhen, who was stronger than him, would die in such a manner.
After the time it took for two incense sticks to burn, Daoist Tongtian sighed as he turned his gaze back to the battle platform.
"With the Tianxin Mystic Illness little tree around, there shouldn't be any problems for the Dao Palace."
Making up his mind, Tongtian finally moved, stepping into the Void Chessboard.
At the instant he entered, the wind and clouds in the air above the Void Chessboard abruptly changed. A translucent Void Chessboard of ten thousand feet appeared in and out of existence. On the Void Chessboard, a person leisurely placed his hands behind his back, stepping on a black chess piece. A mere thirty-six steps caused the Void Chessboard to collapse.
Amidst the violent tremors of the Void Chessboard, Tongtian only saw a silhouette fading out of the Void Chessboard. A thunderous voice rang out in his ears, causing his soul to leave his body.
"Wuzhen, thirty-six steps of the Yang Shattering Chess Set, champion of the Ancient Battlefield."
Daoist Tongtian was dumbfounded for an hour before he recovered. His eyes were filled with shock.
"He didn't die."
"It's not that he couldn't clear the Void Chessboard, it's that he didn't want to."
"At the very end, the thirty-six steps of the Yang Shattering Chess Set."
"Thirty-six steps."
Thirty-six steps. This was a number that caused Daoist Tongtian to feel despair. But what made him feel even more despair was the amount of time Wuzhen took to complete these thirty-six steps.
Because, Wuzhen only stepped into the Void Chessboard when the time limit was almost up.
What did this mean?
It meant that Wuzhen only took such a short amount of time to complete the thirty-six steps.
Just as Daoist Tongtian was smiling bitterly, Xie Tian's clone appeared outside the Void Chessboard. In his hands, there was an indistinct translucent Void Chessboard.
"Void Chessboard."
The twenty-seven old Daoists of the Dao Palace stood up in shock.
"This item belongs to my Single Qi Sect."
Zhen Youdao's eyes were filled with greed.
"What aura is this?"
Zhen Youdao, who was about to step into the mid-level of the Ancient Battlefield Dao, abruptly turned and stared at the Void Chessboard. His heart pounded faster than ever.
"This item is fated with me. If I obtain it, my Formation Dao will be complete."
Zhen Youdao's hands moved like an illusion. A void formation appeared, and his figure disappeared.
Putting away the Void Chessboard, Xie Tian's clone sensed his main body once more. This time, he finally succeeded.
Sensing the clone's miserable state, 'Xie Tian's adorably stupid eyes turned cold.
"Can't killing a chicken serve as a warning to the monkeys?"
After searching for more than a month, Xie Tian had almost turned the entire middle region upside down, but he still could not find the Demonic Heart Grass. The frustration in his heart suddenly turned into killing intent.
"Then I'll slaughter everyone here."
Xie Tian turned and headed for his clone.
The Single Qi Sect sucked in a breath of cold air.
Zhen Youdao was about to appear in the direction Xie Tian was heading.
But there was someone even more nervous than Zhen Youdao.
Wang Po of the Wang Family would run into Xie Tian before Zhen Youdao did.
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