In total, more than 98,000 people entered the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos.
But only a little over a hundred people got the opportunity.
In other words, only a little over a hundred people left the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos alive.
In other words.
The survival rate here was equivalent to one in a thousand.
Only one out of a thousand people could survive. What kind of opportunity was that?
It was a path of death!
If it were someone else, they would definitely take the risk.
Because if they were lucky and got the so-called great opportunity, they would eventually become a Peak Celestial Master.
But for Wutian, it was not necessary at all.
Besides, this place did not look like a place with treasures.
Wutian cupped his hands and said, "Senior, may I ask if the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos is under your control?"
"That's right."
The white-haired old man nodded.
Wutian said respectfully, "Then this junior earnestly requests senior to send us out."
"Okay, what? Send us out? Did I hear wrongly? "
The white-haired old man responded instinctively. Then he realized the real meaning of this sentence. His old eyes widened in disbelief.
Wutian cupped his hands and said, "Senior, you didn't hear wrongly. We still have something important to do. Please send us out."
"Wait."
The white-haired old man hurriedly said.
His mind was in a mess. He needed to sort it out.
After calming down for a while, he said, "Kid, you probably didn't understand what I said. I'll explain it to you in detail now …"
"No need to explain."
Wutian smiled and said, "Senior, you mean that as long as we stay in the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos, pass a series of tests and get the so-called great opportunity, we can become Peak Celestial Masters, right?"
"That's right. Since you understand, why do you still want to go out?"
The white-haired old man looked at him in confusion.
Wutian smiled and said, "Senior, we appreciate your kindness, but we don't have the fortune to enjoy it. Please forgive us."
"Are you afraid of dying in the purgatory? Or do you not have the guts to take the next test? "
The white-haired old man asked with a hint of disdain.
"Afraid?"
"No guts?"
Wutian and the others looked at each other with a mocking smile.
After roaming the continents for so many years, there was nothing that they were afraid of!
Wutian smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, please don't provoke us. In order not to waste Senior's precious time, and also not to waste our time, please send us out!"
The white-haired old man was stunned.
Originally, he thought that after hearing this situation, these brats would definitely kowtow and express their gratitude.
But he never expected that he would be rejected!
He could also see that Wutian and the others were not timid people, but why didn't they accept the test?
Was the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos not attractive to them at all?
However, one had to know that this was the birthplace of the strong!
What could be more tempting than this place?
I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out!
Shi Yan scanned the barren plain, but he didn't connect it to the Death and Life power Upanishad.
Because as long as one was a cultivator, one could destroy the flowers and grass here.
After thinking for a while, the white-haired old man couldn't figure out the reason. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "If you don't want to take the test of the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos, then I will make you stay."
"Ahem!"
He coughed twice, and an awkward expression appeared on his old face. He smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that I'm only the guardian here. I don't have enough authority to send you out."
"You don't have enough authority?"
Wutian and the others were stunned.
Didn't he just admit that the Chaotic Domain was controlled by him?
Why did he become a guardian now?
And he even said that he didn't have enough authority?
Luo Qiang said disdainfully, "Senior, don't you just want to keep us in the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos? Why do you have to find such a lousy excuse? Hypocrite. "
"Hypocrite?"
The white-haired old man immediately glared and said angrily, "Brat, what are you talking about? Don't you know how to respect the old and cherish the young?"
Then.
His face turned serious and said, "Since you have seen through it, then I won't pretend anymore. That's right, I can't send you out. You have to accept the test. If you don't like it, you can come and challenge me. As long as you can defeat me, I will immediately send you out. "
Luo Qiang said angrily, "Aren't you making things difficult for us?"
The white-haired old man said indifferently, "Whether it's making things difficult for us or forcing us into prostitution, this is the only way for you to go."
Hearing this, Wutian and the others couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in their hearts.
"Hehe, don't look at me so gratefully."
The white-haired old man laughed sinisterly.
Luo Qiang roared, "Bastard, how can you tell that we are grateful to you? Old man, don't be too smug! "
"Brat, so what if I'm smug? What can you do to me? "
The white-haired old man looked down at him condescendingly, his eyes full of ridicule.
"Old bastard, I'll fight it out with you!"
Luo Qiang roared, his divine power gushing out, and was about to fight.
At this time, Wutian reached out to stop him. He raised his head to look at the white-haired old man and asked, "Senior, is there really no room for negotiation?"
"No."
The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "But I can tell you in advance that there are a total of nine levels in the Primal Chaos Purgatory. This is the first level, and each level has a supreme treasure. As long as you can obtain them, you will definitely benefit endlessly."
The disdain in Wutian's eyes was undisguised. It was obvious that he had lost his patience.
"Who exactly is this stinking brat? Why does he look so disdainful after hearing this information? "
The white-haired old man wasn't just depressed, he was very puzzled.
Suddenly.
His eyes lit up, and he said with a sinister smile, "Brat, you are a Forbidden Master, right? I remember that there is a secret soul technique on one of the levels. If you can obtain it, I guarantee that your soul power will increase by leaps and bounds."
"Really?"
Wutian asked.
"So there is no right medicine for the problem."
The white-haired old man chuckled to himself and nodded with a calm expression, "There's no need for this old man to lie to you, but I've forgotten where the Soul Secret Technique is located, but as long as you keep going, you'll get it sooner or later."
"Forgot?"
Wutian couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"In addition, there are a few very important points that I must make clear to you.
First point.
Although the Primal Chaos Purgatory is known as a death zone, it is also a shortcut to several major battle zones.
The first level corresponds to the first battle zone.
The second level corresponds to the second battle zone.
And so on.
If you successfully enter the ninth level and obtain the treasure, you can directly enter the ninth battle zone after you go out.
Second point.
There are three safety points on each level.
If you encounter danger, you can enter the safety point.
This way, the Nether Butterfly won't hurt you.
But remember, each safety point can only be used once.
As for the location of the safety point, I won't tell you. I will leave it to you to find it.
Third point.
This is especially important. Listen carefully to this old man.
The Primal Chaos Purgatory will close when the Divine War ends.
If you can't leave the Primal Chaos Purgatory by then, it means that you are all trash, and I hate trash the most. So, I will kill you with my own hands! "
The white-haired old man said coldly with a murderous tone.
"Phew!"
Wutian was silent for a moment. He took a few deep breaths and asked, "Which level did Xuanyuan Ao reach?"
The white-haired old man's expression eased instantly. He chuckled and said, "The eighth level. He is the only one in history who has reached the eighth level. The others are basically stuck on the seventh level."
"The eighth level?"
Wutian's eyes flickered.
Even Xuanyuan Ao could only reach the eighth level. It could be seen that the Primal Chaos Purgatory was extraordinarily dangerous.
Luo Qiang asked, "Old man, where is the entrance? Where is it? "
"When you see a stone tablet, you will know where the entrance is."
"Remember, from now on, no one will come to save you, and there will be no door for you to escape. You have to rely on yourself for everything."
"Little guys, we will meet again next time."
The white-haired old man waved his hand with a mocking look on his face. Then, he disappeared without a trace in an instant.
But at the same time, countless Netherworld Butterflies rushed toward Wutian and the others like a wave.
"Damn it!"
Luo Qiang roared and immediately activated the Sky Blood Realm. A gust of wind swept up and attacked the group of Netherworld Butterflies in the east.
Clang!
Boom!
In an instant, he collided with five Netherworld Butterflies.
Three of them hit his tentacles. At the moment of collision, ear-piercing metal sounds were heard.
However, the three Netherworld Colored Butterflies were completely unharmed. Instead, it was his hands that were bleeding profusely!
As for the other two, he hit his body.
Without any suspense, the two Netherworld Butterflies exploded and blood splashed in all directions.
"The first move of the Profound Meaning of Thunder, Thunderstorm!"
At the same time.
Zhang Shi pointed to the sky.
With a point of his finger, the sky changed color.
In the sky, purple clouds rolled and thunder and lightning poured down like electric snakes.
The heavenly might rolled in all directions. It was incomparably shocking.
However, the injuries caused to the Netherworld Butterflies were almost negligible.
"The thunder and lightning are so dense. It's not a problem to hit their bodies, but it can't kill them. This means that only the lethality of an early-stage Empyrean can kill them."
Zhang Shi cursed in his heart.
Looking around, the Netherworld Butterflies were getting closer and closer. Luo Qiang was already surrounded by hundreds of them.
Although he now had the combat strength of an early-stage Empyrean, as time passed, he would be in danger.
Zhang Shi looked at Wutian and said in a deep voice, "Uncle, hurry up and decide which direction we should go."
Wutian was also considering this problem.
The white-haired old man only said that there was a stone tablet on the first level and did not tell them the direction, so they could only find it themselves.
Then there was a problem.
If they ran to the west and the stone tablet was in the east, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
Similarly.
If they went to the east and the stone tablet was in the west, wouldn't it be a waste of time?
So no matter what, they had to wait until they found the right direction before setting off.
In the blink of an eye!
"Squeak …"
Accompanied by a terrifying sound wave, thousands of Netherworld Butterflies rushed over crazily.
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