The West Wind Technique was a type of Dao Sense Technique. It was a divine ability that only Thought Shattering Cultivators could use.
Ning Fan had only used this technique and it had already shocked millions of cultivators.
If these cultivators knew that this West Wind Technique was Ning Fan's self-created divine ability, they would probably be even more shocked.
Chen Xuan had imagined it countless times in his mind … If Ning Fan was a Shedding Void Cultivator like him, it would be a piece of cake for him to kill ten of him with this divine ability …
His eyes were filled with astonishment. This astonishment also appeared in the eyes of countless cultivators.
The Great Elder of the Godly Void Pavilion suddenly stood up and looked at Ning Fan with astonishment.
There was a legend in the Four Heavens: Cultivators who could cultivate Dao Sense Technique before reaching the peak of Shedding Void Realm would be able to step into the Thought Shattering Realm! Moreover, they would not encounter any bottlenecks in the entire Thought Shattering Realm!
As long as their luck was not too bad, it would only be a matter of time for them to break through to the Eternal Ancient Realm …
"This kid actually has the potential to become an Eternal Immortal Venerable!" The Great Elder of the Godly Void Pavilion exclaimed.
The other eight Divine Void Elders were also shocked. Whether it was Luo Shi who was on good terms with Ning Fan or Lei Jinshi who had the intention to kill Ning Fan, they all had the same expression – disbelief!
The leaves of the West Wind Technique had yet to disperse. The four high platforms were silent. Only the sound of the wind could be heard.
Ning Fan withdrew his finger and dispersed the autumn wind. His eyes swept across Qin Kong who had escaped to the outside of the platform. There was still some Dao Sense in his eyes that had yet to disperse.
Qin Kong's soul was immediately shaken. At this moment, he felt as if he was being stared at by the Thought Shattering Old Monster. The invisible pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
Ning Fan's eyes swept across the other tomb keepers of the Shadow Bind Sect, including Qin Hong. Any cultivator who was swept by Ning Fan's gaze felt suffocated.
Ning Fan raised his head and his eyes swept across the four high platforms.
He saw the shocked expression of Luo Xuan and the other tomb keepers. He saw Luo Xiao's dumbfounded expression on the Luo Clan's seats. He saw Li Xiaoxiao's mouth that was wide open.
His eyes swept across the seats of the Chen Clan. Chen Xuan held his breath as he felt an invisible pressure from Ning Fan.
His gaze swept over the seats of the Ghost Weapon Sect, only to see that the Ghost Weapon Ancestor was also shocked speechless.
His gaze finally landed on the Little Temptress's seat.
The Little Demon Girl looked at him with a smile. She was the only person in the entire bronze platform who had the least surprise in her eyes.
She was the one who understood Ning Fan the most and also the one who believed in Ning Fan's strength the most. Therefore, she was the least surprised.
The moment Ning Fans eyes swept past, the little demoness actually threw a flying kiss in his direction as if she was teasing him …
"It's still the same … but it seems like Ah Ci's Void Poison has been completely removed. That's good."
Ning Fan subconsciously touched his mouth and the corner of his mouth curved upwards.
After dispersing the Dao Sense in his eyes, Ning Fan turned around and walked down the stage.
Now that he had defeated Qin Kong, he had achieved ten victories. He did not need to fight anyone else for the time being.
Elder Zhao Mengde, who was in charge of the Tomb Contest, saw Ning Fan walking away from the battlefield. Only then did he recover from his shock and said in a clear voice.
"The tomb keeper of the Luo Clan, Ning Fan, has obtained ten victories and advanced to the second round!"
"Luo Family's next tomb keeper, step forward!"
"Shadow Binding Sect's next tomb keeper, step forward!"
The grand contest continued. The next match was between Luo Xuan and Qin Hong.
Even though Qin Hong's cultivation base was greatly reduced, he was still Du Zhen after all. After just a few rounds, he defeated Luo Xuan and the other tomb keepers of the Luo Clan.
In the end, Ning Fan was the only tomb keeper of the Luo Clan who advanced to the second round.
The first round of the grand contest lasted for another seven days before it ended. A total of 174 tomb keepers advanced to the second round.
The second round of the grand contest would be held one month later. The venue was still the bronze platform.
Before the second round began, no one was allowed to stay in the venue other than the elders of the Godly Void Pavilion.
The millions of cultivators who came to watch the grand contest went to the cultivation planets near the bronze platform and temporarily settled down.
Ning Fan followed the cultivators of the Luo Clan and temporarily settled down on a cultivation planet called the Purple Mist Planet.
The Purple Mist Planet was a cultivation planet that had a rainy season all year round.
Wang Meng passed the information about Tai Su that he had collected in the past two years to Ning Fan. The old ancestor of the Ghost Soldier Sect also secretly went to find Ning Fan and handed him the Star Defying Devil Armor that he had finished refining.
This Star Defying Devil Armor was infused with countless efforts of the old ancestor of the Ghost Soldier Sect. Its power was quite strong. It was a Fourth Nirvana Nascent Heaven Spiritual Equipment.
For three consecutive days, Ning Fan stayed in his room to refine the Star Defying Devil Armor.
On the fourth day, he completely refined the devil armor into his body. Then, he stood up and walked to the window. He took out the information jade slip that Wang Meng had collected and frowned slightly.
Wang Meng had collected quite a lot of information. Obviously, he had put in a lot of effort.
The information recorded everything about Lightning Emperor Tai Su's life after he became an emperor. However, there were not many records about his deeds before he became an emperor.
As for the hometown of Lightning Emperor Tai Su, the information did not mention a word about it at all …
'Lightning Emperor Tai Su fell about fifty million years ago. When he was alive, he was one of the four supreme immortal emperors of the Eastern Heaven Immortal World. He controlled the Dao of Lightning.'
'None of the information before he became an emperor. This person only appeared in the Eastern Heaven when he was close to becoming an emperor. No one knows where he came from. As soon as he became an emperor, he controlled lightning and shocked the Eastern Heaven. After he became an emperor, he lived in seclusion in the Three Thousand Lightning World of the Eastern Heaven … '
Ning Fan kept the jade slip and sighed softly.
Then, he took out the jade slip that Lightning Emperor Tai Su had given him before. Looking at the star map of the True Lightning World that was recorded in it, he was at a loss …
There was only a star map but no astrolabe to indicate the direction. Trying to find the True Lightning World in the Eastern Heaven was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
There were countless star regions in the Eastern Heaven Immortal World. Too many of them were still unknown and uninhabited …
If he aimlessly searches for the True Lightning World in the galaxy, he did not know when he would be able to find it.
* Chi *
A sword light that transmitted sound suddenly flashed and flew into the room from outside the window.
Ning Fan raised his hand and caught the sword light. When he heard the message, his eyes immediately flickered.
After staying silent for a while, Ning Fan walked out of the room. Bathing in the drizzle, he left the residence of the cultivators of the Luo Clan and went straight to a certain restaurant in Cultivation City.
The first round of the grand competition had ended a few days ago. In the restaurant, many cultivators were talking about the tomb guardians. The one who talked about the most was Ning Fan.
In the hall on the first floor, there was a table full of Void Refinement Realm cultivators talking about Ning Fan with saliva flying everywhere.
In a corner of the hall, a young lady in black robes was sipping spiritual tea with a smile. She was listening to the people talking about Ning Fan in a good mood. Who else could it be other than Little Demoness?
"Senior Martial Brother Liu, you have no idea! That Old Ancestor Qian Qiu killed the young lord of the Chen Clan with just a palm strike. One should know that the young lord of the Chen Clan was an Early True Immortal Realm Crossing Realm! * Tsk * * Tsk * When that palm strike was executed, the entire heaven and earth fell into darkness. You didn't see it with your own eyes, so you will never know how shocking that scene was! "
"In the past, the technique that Old Ancestor Qian Qiu was most praised for was the Divine Blast Technique. But now, the technique that he is most praised for is none other than the West Wind Technique! That is the Dao Sense Technique! You didn't see that scene. After Old Ancestor Qian Qiu used that technique, millions of cultivators were so shocked that they could not speak a word. My sect master said that since Old Ancestor Qian Qiu was able to use the Dao Sense Technique when he was still in the Profound Ghost Realm, he has a great chance to become an eternal Immortal Venerable in this lifetime! "
"According to the information that I received, the three dark horses that are most likely to win the first place in this competition have already been announced. One of them is the Bone Immortal Monarch, Jun Chang Dong. The second one is the disciple of the Divine Space Sect, Xu Dao. The third one, who is also the most promising, is Ancestor Qianqiu, Senior Ning! "
"It is said that Senior Ning is a disciple of the Slaughter Hall. With his current cultivation, if he returns to the Slaughter Hall, he will most likely be bestowed a ghost mask!"
Everyone was so drunk that they didn't notice that Ancestor Qianqiu, whom they kept mentioning, had already quietly arrived at the restaurant.
Almost no one noticed Ning Fan's arrival. His aura didn't seem to exist at all, as if it had merged with the misty rain outside the restaurant …
As soon as he entered the restaurant, he went straight to the corner of the first floor and sat down.
The little demoness on the other side immediately took out a glass teacup and placed it in front of Ning Fans. Then, she took the teapot on the red clay stove and poured a cup of spirit tea for Ning Fans with a smile.
It was a very familiar smell. It was the smell of Qilin Tea. The little demoness had brewed this tea for him when he was in the Rain World.
"Hehe, do you miss this taste? The tea I brew has always been unique. There aren't many people who have the honor to taste it. "
Ning Fan lifted the teacup and smelled the familiar fragrance of the tea. Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, his thoughts seemed to have returned to the Rain World many years ago.
He took a sip and the tea and memories entered his stomach at the same time. It was a very warm feeling.
"The tea brewed by Ah Ci is naturally nostalgic."
"Hehe, as expected of the successor of Ancient Chaos. You sure have a glib tongue. Do you still remember the three favors that you owe me? "
"I remember. You asked me to accompany you to the Demon World to retrieve the Fisherman's Cowhide Painting. Consider it as repaying two favors … "Ning Fan reminisced.
"That's right. You saved me again during the Quicksand Tribulation and helped me detoxify the poison. The third favor has been repaid. However, hehe, I still want you to owe me a fourth favor and be entangled with me … "
As soon as she finished speaking, the little demoness took out a jade slip and handed it to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan received the jade slip and scanned it with his spirit sense. His eyes immediately widened in shock.
When he looked at the little demoness' expression again, it was full of solemnity.
"Did you gather this information? How did you know that I need it? "
"I guessed it … Hehe, do you want this jade slip? If you want it, you will owe me another favor ~ "
Ning Fan was slightly startled. Then, he looked at the little demoness with a funny expression. He did not believe that the little demoness gathered this information just to make him owe her a favor.
She obviously wanted to help him, but she was not frank enough and was not willing to admit it …
There was a lot of information in this jade slip that was related to Lightning Emperor Tai Su before he became an emperor. Among them, there was even some information about the True Lightning World …
With this jade slip, Ning Fan only needed to spend a little time to find the location of the True Lightning World.
This information was not easy to gather. Perhaps the little demoness used her identity as the Divine Void Young Lord to obtain it by any means possible …
"I will accept the jade slip. I will return the fourth favor to you very soon. Don't worry. "
Ning Fan kept the jade slip and smiled faintly. When he obtained the first place in the tomb competition, he would make a request to the Godly Void Pavilion to return the favor to the little demoness.
"Tsk, who cares about you returning it!" The little demoness was still smiling, but in her heart, she snorted softly and felt slightly disappointed.
Why was Ning Fan in such a hurry to return the favor? Could it be that he was in a hurry to disassociate himself from her?
After finishing a pot of tea, the little demoness followed Ning Fan back to the Luo Clan's encampment and stayed with him for ten days before leaving.
Ning Fan did not know that these ten days of freedom were very precious. They were won from the bet between the little demoness and Elder Lu.
On the eleventh day, Ning Fan's room was empty and he was the only one left.
Looking at the messy bed, Ning Fan was silent for a moment. In these ten days, the little demoness stayed on his bed every night and slept with him, but she did not allow him to do anything that crossed the boundary. He understood the reason …
The sacrificial offering was not allowed to be tainted. If he crossed the boundary with the little demoness, he was afraid that it would incite the wrath of the Divine Void Emperors …
He would be retaliated by the Godly Void Pavilion, and the little demoness and the Xiao Clan behind her would also face a calamity …
If I obtain the first place in the tomb competition, I will naturally return Ah Ci her freedom. It's better not to be a Divine Void Young Lord in name.
Ning Fan remained silent for a long time before sitting cross-legged and took out the jade slip that the little demoness gave him.
The jade slip had mentioned the location of the True Lightning World.
There was no accurate description, but it told Ning Fan that there was actually a disciple of Lightning Emperor Tai Su who was still alive in the former residence of the Three Thousand Thunder World.
On the jade slip, the name, cultivation base and other information of this person were listed.
Only a few people knew that this person was the disciple of Lightning Emperor Tai Su. The little demoness had spent a lot of effort to find out about this.
This person appeared together with Lightning Emperor Tai Su in the Eastern Heaven Immortal World …
As long as Ning Fan could find this person, he would have a chance to ask about the location of the True Lightning World.
"Without Ah Ci's help, it would be very difficult for me to find out such confidential information. After the tomb competition, I can go to the Three Thousand Thunder World to look for this person. Perhaps I can find out the location of the True Lightning World … "
After keeping all the jade slips, Ning Fan sat cross-legged in the room with his eyes closed. His mind was immersed in the misty rain outside the door.
The rain star on his glabella flickered faintly. The Yin Yang Rain Force in his body was also flowing slightly.
Gradually, Ning Fan seemed to hear the breathing sound of the rain and mist of Heaven and Earth. With each breath, he gradually became one with the rain of Heaven and Earth.
His body seemed to have turned into a light drizzle and gradually disappeared from the room.
Time passed day by day. Ning Fan's body only reappeared in the room on the day of the second round of the tomb competition.
As soon as he appeared, five dissatisfied voices came from the sword pouch.
"Humph! The second round of the tomb competition has finally begun. If you don't let us show our faces this time, we will go on strike! We won't work anymore! "
Inside the sword pouch, the five sword spirits had been sulking for a month.
They were angry because they had accompanied Ning Fan to cultivate arduously for six months at the bottom level of the Divine Tomb and finally completed a certain ability. In the end, Ning Fan actually did not let them show their faces.
"Don't worry. In this round of tomb competition, all of you will have a chance to show your faces!"
Ning Fan patted the sword pouch to comfort them. Then, he strode out of the room and followed the cultivators of the Luo Clan to the bronze platform.
Luo Xiao did not come. His injuries were too severe and he had already been sent back to the Heavenly Sea Star. He was busy seizing another body to cultivate again.
Luo Xuan did not come. She was burying her brother's headless corpse in the Heavenly Sea Star.
Wang Meng followed behind Ning Fan with a flushed face. He accompanied Ning Fan all the way to the venue.
As soon as Ning Fan arrived, he attracted the attention of countless old monsters. Naturally, Wang Meng was extremely proud of himself.
He wished that he could tell everyone that he, Wang Meng, was Ning Fan's slave!
If Ning Fan's cultivation base was just slightly stronger than his, he would certainly not feel proud to be Ning Fan's slave.
Today, Ning Fan had taken back Luo Huan's corpse and fulfilled one of his long-cherished wishes. Moreover, he had also revealed his terrifying potential which made him likely to become an Immortal Venerable in the future …
At this moment, Wang Meng was willing to serve Ning Fan as his master from the bottom of his heart. It was not shameful to be a slave to a cultivator who could become an Immortal Venerable in the future! On the contrary, it was a kind of glory!
"I have collected a lot of information about the second round. Please have a look, Master!"
Wang Meng took out a jade slip and passed it to Ning Fan. Then, he bowed respectfully and excused himself.
He sent Ning Fan to the outer area of the venue. Only the tomb guardians who advanced to the second round could enter the inner area. He could not.
Ning Fan looked at Wang Meng who was leaving with a surprised expression. Then, he scanned the jade slip in his hand with his spirit sense. Now, he had a complete understanding of the second round.
The battle arena at the center of the venue had been demolished and twenty-four tomb palaces were built.
The second round of the competition was not a battle but a tomb challenge.
The twenty-four tomb palaces were numbered differently from the first tomb to the twenty-fourth. The further one advanced, the more difficult it would be to challenge the tombs.
The rules of the second round were very simple. Those who could challenge the first five tomb palaces would be qualified to advance to the third round.
In the first round, many cultivators with profound strength were eliminated because they encountered stronger opponents. There were also cultivators with lower cultivation bases who were lucky enough to advance to the third round because their opponents were too weak.
Luck existed in the first round but there was no such thing in the second round.
If one's strength was not enough, he or she could only be eliminated.
Gradually, all 174 tomb guardians arrived at the venue. The host of the second round was a Mid Shedding Void Realm beautiful woman in palace attire. She was an elder of the Void Realm and her surname was Yan.
Elder Yan's beautiful eyes scanned across the tomb guardians. Her gaze lingered on Ning Fan for the longest time.
He was a cultivator who had the potential to become an Immortal Venerable. She had no choice but to pay attention to him.
"This young man has attracted the most attention. Let's let him appear as the finale …"
Elder Yan made up her mind. She waved her palm and took out a name list.
The order of appearance for the second round had not been decided yet. It was up to her to decide.
Elder Yan scanned the name list and said softly, "The second round of the tomb competition will be hosted by me. It begins now. I believe all of you have more or less understood the rules. As long as you can challenge the first five tombs, you will be qualified to advance to the third round. Next, those whose names are called by me, come out and challenge the tombs. "
"Zhou Clan, Zhou Yue!"
As soon as Elder Yan's voice fell, an Early Ghost Realm cultivator walked out from the crowd.
His name was Zhou Yue. He was a cultivator from the Eastern Ocean Zhou Clan. He was the first to fight in the first round. In the second round, he was still the first to fight.
Zhou Yue walked towards the first tomb palace step by step. The door of the tomb opened by itself.
His eyes turned serious and he leaped into the tomb palace.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the tomb palace shone with divine light. Zhou Yue walked out of the tomb with some injuries on his body.
"You have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to recover your magic power after you challenge the first tomb." Elder Yan's voice was heard.
Zhou Yue's face turned slightly pale. For a cultivator of the second step like him, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn wasn't enough to recover much magic power.
Zhou Yue used this time to take a pill and sat cross-legged on the ground to recover some of his magic power.
When the time was up, he stood up and entered the second tomb palace.
This time, he spent a whole hour to pass the second tomb. When he walked out of the tomb, his magic power was almost depleted and his body was full of injuries.
"This man has reached his limit. I'm afraid he won't be able to pass the third tomb." Many old monsters on the viewing platform were discussing.
As expected, Zhou Yue stepped into the third tomb after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Unfortunately, he only entered for a few breaths before he was blasted out by a vast force.
He stopped at the third tomb. It should be said that he was lucky to be able to pass the second tomb with his Early Ghost Realm cultivation base.
Under countless gazes, Zhou Yue gritted his teeth and left unwillingly.
Elder Yan's voice was heard at the right time. "Green Cloud Valley, Lüzhu!"
The name that was called was a green-clothed girl with Mid Ghost Realm cultivation base.
She only spent a hundred breaths to pass the first tomb.
As for the second tomb, she spent the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
When she reached the third tomb, she struggled for two hours but still failed.
"Stopped at the third tomb again … I wonder how many tombs I can reach if I go all out …" Ning Fan muttered to himself.
Just as his voice faded, a playful voice came from behind. "I was defeated in the eleventh tomb in the past … if no one had plotted against me, I might have been able to pass the twelfth tomb …"
The one who spoke was the Bone Immortal Monarch that Ning Fan had met once before – Jun Changdong!
He had white hair and was walking slowly towards Ning Fan. The gazes of the tomb guards beside Ning Fan changed slightly and they took a few steps back, as if they were afraid of Jun Changdong.
"Be careful!"
Jun Changdong's eyes suddenly turned solemn and transmitted his voice to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's eyes changed slightly. He immediately understood the meaning behind Jun Changdong's words.
Jun Changdong was plotted against in the second round of the tomb trial …
If he was in Jun Changdong's shoes, would he also be plotted against?
Ning Fan raised his eyes and looked at the seats of Chen Family. He saw Chen Xuan's cold smile and couldn't help but feel vigilant.
"Thanks for the reminder." Ning Fan cupped his fists and thanked Jun Changdong.
"Hehe, I didn't remind you anything. Brother Ning is the one who worries too much."
As he finished speaking, Jun Changdong's eyes turned cold and glanced at the high platform in the north.
He was looking at the Eighth Elder Lei Jinshi!
The twenty-four tomb palaces in the second round were built by three elders and one of them was Lei Jinshi.
Jun Changdong had offended a junior of Lei Jinshi's, which was why he was plotted against in the last competition.
Although he didn't say anything, he understood that it was most likely related to Lei Jinshi!
Ning Fan followed Jun Changdong's gaze and looked at the high platform in the north. He seemed to have understood something.
"Hehe, I wonder how many rounds this kid can last against the thunder spirit … before being eaten!" Chen Xuan sneered in his heart.
The Eighth Elder Lei Jinshi had found an Innate Thunder Spirit by chance and spent millions of years to cultivate it to the Mid Shedding Void Realm.
No matter how strong Ning Fan's ability was, he wouldn't be a match for this thunder spirit! (To be continued.)
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