"Now that we've entered the cave, there's no way out. I'll be the first to go in."
After a moment, a cold shout broke the silence.
A man in black rushed out of the crowd and entered the first dark hole.
Seeing this, Wutian frowned.
"Instead of wasting time here, it's better to go in early!"
Another purple-clothed man flew into the second dark hole.
"I won't lose to anyone."
A white-robed man streaked across the sky and entered the third dark hole.
Seeing these three people, Wutian's brows furrowed deeper and deeper because he had never seen these three people before.
Ni Yeye whispered in his ear, "Bastard Li, did you see that? They're the real geniuses of the other three realms."
Wutian suddenly realized that these three people were the peerless geniuses that Elder Song had mentioned. He asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"
Ni Yeye said disdainfully, "Tsk, I'm the Son of the Thunder God. What can be hidden from me?"
Wutian did not continue to speak.
With the three great geniuses taking the lead, the crowd in front of them also rushed into the nine dark holes.
Han Tian looked thoughtfully for a while and asked secretly, "Wutian, do you think Ou Xiaomu and the others will participate in the Holy War?"
Wutian replied without thinking, "Do you still need to think? It's 100% certain. "
Han Tian said, "After more than two thousand years, I don't know how strong they are now. I'm really looking forward to meeting them sooner."
Wutian said, "They won't let you down. With the training of the elders of the Battle Tribe, they won't be weaker than us, or even stronger."
Di Tian said with a smile, "I agree with that, but what I want to see the most is their expressions when they find out that we're representing the Celestial realm."
Ye Tian said, "If I remember correctly, Wutian, they seem to owe you a promise."
Wutian nodded.
Back in the ancient continent, they had lost a bet and still owed him a promise. Perhaps it would be useful in the Holy Battlefield.
"Hey, look, it's Longhu!"
Suddenly, Han Tian pointed at a burly figure in front of him and exclaimed in surprise.
Wutian and the other two hurriedly looked over, a trace of joy creeping into their eyes.
Although the tall and sturdy figure had his back facing them, Longhu and them were good brothers who had gone through thick and thin together. They didn't even need to see his face to recognize that he was Longhu!
Just as the four of them were about to step forward, Longhu took a step forward and disappeared into the dark hole.
"What happened?"
The four of them froze in place.
Wutian frowned. Previously, he had scanned the crowd twice in search of Longhu.
But now that they had found him, why did Longhu leave on his own?
Moreover, since Longhu had come to participate in the Holy War, why didn't he come to find them?
Their minds were in a mess.
Ye Tian said, "Do you think he recovered his memories from his previous life and doesn't recognize us?"
Wutian shook his head. "Even if he recovered his memories from his previous life, his current life's memories are still there. It's impossible for him to forget us."
"Then why?"
Han Tian's brows were tightly knitted together, his heart extremely vexed.
Wutian said, "Forget it, don't think about it anymore. When we reach the Holy Battlefield, we'll find out when we ask him."
The three of them nodded. This was the only way now, but they couldn't help but ponder.
Several hours later, there were only a few people left in the cave.
Wutian's group, Ni Yeye, Huangfu Mingzhu, Jiang Moshan, and Mo Xin.
As if suddenly recalling something, Wutian turned to look at Jiang Moshan and asked, "Did you get a hundred-win streak?"
Jiang Moshan nodded.
Wutian's eyes lit up. "How about we make a bet?"
"Bet?"
Jiang Moshan was stunned. "What bet? What bet? "
Wutian said, "Let's bet on who walks out of the path of life and death first. As for the bet, it's naturally the Diyuan Spiritual Grass."
"No bet."
Jiang Moshan shook his head decisively.
Wutian asked instinctively, "Why?"
Jiang Moshan looked at him disdainfully. "I don't want the Diyuan Spiritual Grass that I obtained with great difficulty to be cheated by you."
"Cheated?"
Wutian was a little helpless. He mocked, "I think you don't dare!"
Jiang Moshan said, "Yes, I don't dare."
Wutian was stunned. He really didn't expect Jiang Moshan to admit it so straightforwardly.
But he wouldn't give up just like that. The Diyuan Spiritual Grass was rare in the world. According to the little fellow, it was intolerable if he didn't get it.
Moreover, now that he had left the Celestial realm, it was time to settle some grudges.
But Jiang Moshan seemed to have noticed something. His figure flashed and directly rushed into the dark cave. Wutian was a little stunned.
"What a troublesome guy."
Muttering to himself, Wutian turned to look at Huangfu Mingzhu and reminded her, "Be careful. If you encounter any danger in the Holy Battlefield, remember to send me a message."
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Li."
Huangfu Mingzhu smiled.
Ni Yeye looked at Wutian cautiously and said, "Bastard Li, why don't I see you caring about me and Sister Moxin? Tell me honestly, what do you want from Sister Mingzhu?"
Wutian glanced at him indifferently and nodded to Han Tian and the others. Then, without looking back, they entered the first dark tunnel together.
The dark tunnel was pitch-black and extremely deep.
Moreover, as if they had entered an ice cave, a bone-piercing cold current swept over like a tide.
Wutian shivered and stared ahead vigilantly. He said to Han Tian and the others behind him, "This place is a little strange. Be careful."
His voice echoed in the dark tunnel and did not calm down for a long time. It was as if there were ghosts lingering in front of them. It was hair-raising.
However, he did not receive any response from Han Tian and the others.
An uneasy feeling immediately rose in his heart. He tried calling out, "Han Tian, Ye Tian, Di Tian …"
In the end, there was still no response.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, as if someone was blowing behind him, Wutian only felt coldness on his neck. He slowly turned his head and discovered a pitch-black silhouette behind him. It was only an inch away from him.
Whoosh!
Immediately, his scalp felt numb and he instinctively stepped back.
Just as he stepped back, he saw the silhouette's face clearly.
It was a young man. He was seven feet tall and was quite handsome. However, his face and lips were ghastly white and his eyes were filled with dense green light.
Moreover, the bone-piercing coldness came from him!
Wutian's first reaction was that he was not human!
This was because he did not sense even the slightest bit of aura from him.
However, after taking a closer look, there was no doubt that he was human. But why was he so cold?
Wutian stopped ten feet away and asked warily, "Who are you?"
As he spoke, he looked behind the young man and did not see Di Tian and the others.
The exit of the dark tunnel had also disappeared and was replaced by a bottomless dark tunnel.
Wutian's heart sank to the bottom and he became even more cautious.
Faced with his question, the young man did not answer. The green light in his eyes became more and more dazzling.
Whoosh!
Suddenly!
The young man moved like a sharp arrow and shot towards Wutian.
He still did not emit any aura, as if he was a dead person.
"Kacha …"
As he approached Wutian, the young man suddenly raised his hand and clenched his five fingers into a fist. Immediately, the sound of bones colliding came from his arm and palm.
"How long has this person not been active?"
Wutian muttered.
As soon as he said this, his body shook violently.
The people who came this time were all masters who often fought. It was impossible for such a phenomenon to happen.
The only explanation was that this person was originally from the dark tunnel!
Thinking of this, Wutian could not help but feel cold all over.
At the same time, he thought of a possibility.
He did not dare to be careless and threw out a punch with all his strength. It collided with the young man's fist. With a bang, the young man was knocked back on the spot and his entire arm was shattered.
"So weak?"
Wutian looked at his fist and was a little lost in thought.
However, he suddenly found that there were a few drops of blood on his fist. It was not golden blood, nor was it red blood. It was black blood!
Moreover, when he looked at the ground, he found that there was also a pool of black blood on the ground.
He raised his head and looked at the young man who was knocked a hundred feet away. His pupils suddenly shrank.
The young man's arm was shattered, but his face was still so calm. No, to be precise, he did not have any expression at all, as if he did not know pain. The green light in his eyes was even more brilliant than before.
"He's really a dead person!"
Wutian said in a gloomy voice.
However, there was another problem. How could there be a dead person in the dark tunnel?
Di Tian and the other two had entered the dark tunnel with him. How could they be missing?
Whoosh!
The young man took a step forward, raised his other arm, and attacked again.
"Humph, what can a dead person do?"
Wutian snorted coldly. He took a step forward and appeared behind the young man in an instant.
After leaving the Celestial realm, there was no need for him to continue hiding. With the Heaven-destroying Battle Qi gushing out, he threw a punch. The young man's body immediately collapsed and black blood splattered everywhere.
He did not dodge. The blood was directly blocked by the Heaven-defying Realm and dripped to the ground.
"Eh, that's strange."
Suddenly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Although the battle with the young man was not very intense, with his current strength, he could destroy a mountain with a slight release of his aura. However, this narrow dark tunnel was intact. There was not even a trace of the battle.
Moreover, there was no trace of the battle in the surrounding void.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
He stretched out his hand and knocked on the stone wall of the dark tunnel. There was a metallic sound.
"Is this some kind of Divine Stone?"
Wutian's eyes lit up. He took out a dagger and stabbed it with all his strength.
With a clang, the dagger was broken. At the same time, he was sent flying and hit the stone wall behind him. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
A trace of horror appeared in Wutian's eyes. After stabilizing himself, he looked down at the dagger in his hand and then at the stone wall opposite him. He was full of disbelief.
The dagger was a Four-tribulation Imperial Weapon, but it did not leave any scratch on the stone wall.
How hard was it?
In the next moment, his eyes shone brightly once again.
If he could refine these unknown Divine Stones into weapons, he would be able to easily break a Six-tribulation Imperial Weapon.
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