There were only two days left before the Fiendish Demon Battlefield opened.
Xiao Chen asked Ling Yu about the situation in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield. The two of them had their own expectations for the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.
Since his martial uncle asked, Ling Yu naturally told him everything he knew. "Martial Uncle, I have never been to the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, either. However, some of the senior and junior brothers in the sect who have been there left detailed information. First of all, this Fiendish Demon Battlefield is an independent world, boundless. Even now, the Fiendish Demon Battlefield has not been completely explored.
"Based on what we know, there are a few places with the greatest attraction. The first is the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion. The Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion contains all the weapons that the Divine Vein powerhouse collected. There are Profound Weapons, Treasure Weapons, Dao Tools, and even Eternal Divine Weapons. The Divine Vein powerhouse has lived for who knows how long. Even now, he has collected many weapons.
"The weapons that he collected, be they Profound Weapons or Treasure Weapons, are all peak quality. As for Dao Tools, even the most inferior ones are Dao Tools. In the outside world, Dao Tools are priceless, supreme treasures. "
Xiao Chen understood now. A Dao Tool contained a complete Dao. It would take one hundred years or even several hundred years to nurture one.
The value of any Dao Tool was inestimable. Even Rank 4 sects did not have many Dao Tools.
Being able to obtain a Dao Tool in the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion was indeed a great fortuitous encounter. It would be of great help to raising one's strength.
"However, in the past one thousand years, only two Dao Tools have been circulated. It is simply too difficult to obtain a Dao Tool. The restrictions left by the Divine Vein powerhouse are always like this. The higher the value, the more horrifying the restrictions. "
Ling Yu paused for a moment before continuing, "Next is the Ten Thousand Flower Garden. There are all sorts of herbs and Immortal flowers in there. Spirit plants that are thousands of years old or even tens of thousands of years old can be seen everywhere. There is also the Ten Thousand Book Pavilion, which contains all sorts of Cultivation Techniques and Martial Techniques that the Divine Vein powerhouse collected in his lifetime, including the Buddhist, Daoist, and Confucian sects. These three great lands of fortuitous encounters have always been the favorite places of true inheritors. The competition there is the greatest, and the fortuitous encounters there are also the greatest.
"Aside from that, there are also many places of fortuitous encounters, such as the Buddha Seeking Platform, Dao Comprehension Mountain, Black Flame Mountain, Frost Lake … The treasures hidden in those places are all different.
Xiao Chen entered deep thought. This Fiendish Demon Battlefield was much larger than he imagined.
Indeed, this was an independent world. The means of that Divine Vein powerhouse were truly incredible.
"Right, there are still some forbidden areas that Martial Uncle should pay attention to. The forbidden area was not to be barged in. Nine out of ten people who went in never returned. How about this, I'll help Martial Uncle get a jade slip. I'm afraid I'll forget some important information just by relying on my memory. "
To be cautious, Ling Yu felt that it would be better to thicken his skin and ask for a jade slip for his martial uncle to look at.
He had always been an impatient person. Once he made up his mind, he hurriedly left.
This stunned Xiao Chen somewhat. Just as he wanted to ask what was going on with the Fiendish Demons in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, he disappeared.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the Fiendish Demon Battlefield that the three blessed lands had anticipated for twenty years finally opened again.
Boom!
The region of sea where the three Blessed Heavenly Lands intersected gave off a world-shaking, boundless might. No matter which sect was in the depths of the blessed lands, they all saw an island rising from the sea and hovering in the sky.
The island itself was shrouded in pitch-black fog. However, the multicolored light above the island was very colorful. Spiritual Energy spread out, forming a strong contrast. "Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! "
In an instant, countless figures soared into the sky and rapidly flew toward the island. All of them had extremely excited expressions on their faces.
There were thirty-odd people from the Purple Flame Sect qualified to enter the Fiendish Demon Battlefield. There were five true inheritors, twenty core disciples, and the top ten elites of the inner sect.
The Fiendish Demon Battlefield was extremely dangerous. Although there were many fortuitous encounters, those who were not strong enough would just be sending themselves to death if they went.
There was a total of thirty-three sects in the entire Black Cave Mountain. That was about six or seven hundred people. With the three blessed lands added together, there were about two thousand disciples participating in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.
Xiao Chen's group had gathered at the summit long ago. With Hua Yunfeng in the lead, they flew to that island together.
The island in the sky looked very close. However, when they set off, they discovered that it was actually quite a distance away. After leaving the Black Cave Mountain, the group continued flying for one hour before arriving near the island.
Fortunately, these were all sect elites. Under the influence of the starry sea's gravity, flying for one to four hours was nothing.
Xiao Chen casually sized up the place and happened to notice Yang Qing. She found it strange that he was in the middle of a group of core disciples.
Xiao Chen gave her a friendly smile as a greeting. Then, he shifted his gaze to the black foggy island.
The entrance to the Fiendish Demon Battlefield was there. Although it looked like an island on the outside, it was astonishingly large.
The island hidden in the fog was somewhat illusory at first, giving off the illusion that it was a mirage.
However, the dense black fog slowly thinned, and some scenes on the island started to appear.
The most eye-catching thing was naturally the entrance to the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, the ancient and mysterious gate. It was unknown what the gate was made of. It was covered in rust and appeared very ancient. A statue of a Great Desolate Eon Holy Beast stood on each side.
Although it was a statue, it gave off a very lively feeling, appearing very realistic. It gave off a dignified aura.
Everyone waited patiently. Once the time was up, that mysterious gate would open automatically.
"Why are those monks not here yet?" Ling Yu muttered in a soft voice. Only the sects of the Black Cave Mountain and the Heavenly Shaking Mountain had arrived, each in a different location.
Xiao Chen also felt curious. He wanted to see how strong and dressed the orthodox Buddhist sects of the Great Thousand Realms looked like.
"They are here!"
Ling Yu said softly as he looked into the distance.
He saw a group of bald monks in the distance, wearing Buddhist monk robes. Under the lead of a monk with bronze-colored skin, a square face, and a serious expression, they were rapidly approaching the island.
These monks stood on golden lotus platforms, flying in the air with exceptional ease.
Now, all the elites and outstanding talents of the three blessed lands had gathered together.
"That monk is the Profound Light Temple's Zhen Yuan. I heard that he is the strongest true inheritor of the three blessed lands. He is even stronger than Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming. That is what the rumors say. However, no one has seen them truly fight before. "
Ling Yu, who was beside Xiao Chen, whispered, "He cultivates the Diamond Prajna Sutra and already condensed an Arhat Dharma Body many years ago. His Diamond Prajna Palm is extremely tyrannical!"
Xiao Chen secretly paid attention but could not make out much. That Zhen Yuan did not smile, and his expression was stern.
Zhen Yuan did not leak any of his aura, looking like an ordinary novice monk with nothing special about him.
However, Shangguan Lei and Wang Yueming cast their gazes on this Zhen Yuan monk at nearly the same time.
Xiao Chen looked around and fixed his gaze on Wang Yueming, the strongest true inheritor of the Heavenly Shaking Mountain. As he held a folding fan in his hand, he exuded a graceful air, appearing scholarly and otherworldly.
This fan seems to be extraordinary. Xiao Chen entered deep thought as he muttered to himself.
As they were about to enter the Fiendish Demon Battlefield, Xiao Chen carefully observed the true inheritors of the various sects. If there was anything he needed to pay attention to, he would secretly memorize the appearance.
Who is that person?
Suddenly, Xiao Chen discovered a white-clad monk not far away from that Zhen Yuan monk. This monk had delicate features and held Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, giving off a gentle and casual feeling.
The two looked at each other. That person smiled faintly at Xiao Chen, confusing him.
Do I know him?
Doubts filled Xiao Chen's heart. There did not seem to be such a person in his memories. He had never interacted with monks before.
Strange, Xiao Chen muttered to himself. However, he kept an eye out for this person.
At the same time, Ling Yu introduced the strong true inheritors of the various sects to Xiao Chen, focusing on the top ten of the Three Blessed Heavenly Lands.
"Ka ca!"
The ancient and mysterious gates on the island automatically opened. An ancient and desolate aura came from within, accompanied by terrifying roars.
The Fiendish Demon Battlefield officially opened!
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