Without the cycle of reincarnation, there was nothing much to see here. Xiao Chen accompanied Qing Cheng to watch for a while before turning to leave.
However, what the two did not know was that the instant Xiao Chen turned around, the shattered Human Path whirlpool merged back together, forming a complete cycle whirlpool.
A treasure light gathered, and a mysterious passageway opened, leading to an unknown place.
Xiao Chen sensed something and turned his head back to look. The complete cycle passageway only existed for an instant before it broke apart long ago. He did not see anything.
Qing Cheng turned her head back as well and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" Xiao Chen smiled and thought to himself, The six paths of reincarnation are really broken. There is only this life in the world; there is no next life.
The two successfully crossed the sea of bitterness and met up with Bai's group again on the Bridge of Helplessness. After a simple explanation of what happened, they set off.
On the way back, the group followed Qing Cheng's directions and placed the Specter Ship on the Bridge of Helplessness, heading upstream.
Half a day later, the Bridge of Helplessness was broken. After passing through a patch of fog, the group miraculously appeared in the Underworld Land, the place that separated Yin and Yang.
Qing Cheng smiled and explained, "Don't find it strange. After the hell shattered, several spatial tears formed. Several of these spatial tears are not too dangerous. Instead, they are shortcuts to the Nine Layers of Purgatory. However, only our Ghost Race knows about them."
When the group returned to the surface, they all took in deep breaths. They finally made it out of the Nine Layers of Purgatory alive.
Qing Cheng returned the Cycle Banner to Xiao Chen. Then, she smiled and said, "I'll take my leave. There are less than two months left to your King conferral ceremony. At that time, if nothing unexpected happens, I will go and join in the excitement. "
After getting rid of her mental tribulation, Qing Cheng felt much more relaxed. After saying goodbye to everyone, she left calmly.
There was half a month between the Sword School Ranking competition and the Saber School Ranking competition. Based on the time, they should still be able to make it if they rushed back now.
Xiao Chen used the Freedom Wings and So Close Yet Worlds Apart continuously. Finally, he managed to send Bai over before the competition began.
However, Xiao Chen was not as lucky. The Saber School Ranking competition had already ended seven days ago.
The Saber Sovereign Wu Xiaotian's first disciple, Wen Ziran, successfully made it into the top ten. News of this had already spread throughout the entire Profound Domain, spreading his name everywhere.
Xiao Chen felt somewhat nervous as he arrived at Sword Forging Peak. He did not know if Situ Leihong would be able to accommodate him or not.
Sword Forging Peak was the same as before. Swordsmen seeking Situ Leihong to forge swords lined up from the top of the mountain to the bottom in an orderly fashion.
Xiao Chen did not line up. Instead, he headed for the Sword Forging Mountain Manor at the top of the mountain amidst everyone's gazes.
"It's Chen" came. and came.
"White Robed Xiao Chen defeated the first disciple of the Sword Sovereign Liu Xiaoyun in Heavenly Cauldron City four months ago."
"He probably earned a lot at the Longevity Fruit Auction three months ago. I remember that a few old quasi-Emperors rushed over and pushed the price of the Longevity Fruit to a sky-high price. Several great grandmaster-level Martial Sages did not manage to buy it."
"However, it is strange. The Saber School Ranking is held once every ten years. Given his strength, he should have a chance to make it into the top ten. Why is he not there?"
If it were in the past, the name Xiao Chen would have been somewhat distant to the people of the Profound Domain.
However, Xiao Chen had easily defeated the Purple Night Sword Sect's Ouyang Feng at Sword Forging Peak. Then, he held a high-profile auction for the Longevity Fruit. After that, he defeated the Sword Sovereign's Chen Chen's First Disciple in Heavenly Cauldron City.
The most famous person in the Profound Domain was none other than Xiao Chen.
Along the way, Xiao Chen listened to the discussions around him without showing any expression. He had something on his mind. He wanted to meet Situ Leihong quickly, but he did not know how to bring it up when he did.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt two pairs of eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent. They did not hide their murderous intent at all as they stared at him.
Xiao Chen turned his head and looked in the direction of the gaze. His lips curled up involuntarily, revealing a smile.
The owner of this gaze was the person who wanted to teach Xiao Chen a lesson when he first arrived at Sword Forging Peak. In the end, Xiao Chen ended up getting slapped in the face by Ouyang Feng, who got slapped down by his own senior.
There was an old man beside Ouyang Feng. This old man also wore the robes of the Purple Night Sword Sect and looked very similar to Ouyang Feng.
Based on this appearance, it was not hard to guess that they were father and son.
This old man was a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage. He was in high spirits, and a bright light flashed in his eyes. This old man did not look old at all. His eyes were like swords. Everywhere he looked, it was like a sharp sword piercing through space.
Xiao Chen took a glance and lost interest. It was best not to provoke this old man. Otherwise, he would not mind using a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage to test his strength and see how strong he was.
After taking a few steps, Xiao Chen overtook the two of them.
"Stop right there!"
Ouyang Feng whispered a few words into the old man's ear, and that old man's expression turned extremely unsightly. Then, he shouted coldly, stopping Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen could not be bothered with this old man, so he continued walking forward.
"Whoosh!"
The purple-robed old man was enraged. He took a big stride forward and arrived in front of Xiao Chen. Then, he said, "Little Friend, did you not hear what this old man said? This one is telling you to stop. "
Xiao Chen did not mind. He smiled and said, "My legs are under my feet. What does it have to do with you whether I stop or not?"
"You have a sharp tongue. Let this old man ask you. Four months ago, did you use your strength to bully the weak, sow dissension, and injure my son?" the purple-robed old man asked with an overbearing aura.
Indeed, they were really father and son. With this, Xiao Chen probably could not enter the mountain manor directly.
However, Xiao Chen did not show any fear. He smiled gently and said, "What you said is true. However, did I injure your son? How come I don't remember? I think it was just a gentle touch. At that time, many people could prove it. Your old friend, Diao Jintao, could prove it as well. "
At the mention of this matter, the purple-robed old man could not stop the rage in his eyes from spewing out. He spent a lot of effort to calm himself down.
If not for the purple-robed old man running around seeking miraculous Medicinal Pills, Xiao Chen would not be able to recover without at least half a year.
To think that the purple-robed old man was not embarrassed to say that it was just a gentle touch. As for that Diao Jintao, this was the name that the purple-robed old man did not want to hear the most.
For the sake of a Longevity Fruit, Diao Jintao disregarded their relationship of many years and directly sent Ouyang Fengfan tumbling down the mountain. This was simply an extraordinary humiliation.
"Good, very good. In that case, this old man will gently touch you as well."
After the purple-robed old man said this through clenched teeth, he no longer suppressed his rage. He stepped forward and sent a palm strike at Xiao Chen.
The purple-robed old man thought that it would be too degrading for him, a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage, to draw his sword to deal with a junior.
However, the purple-robed old man relied on his huge advantage in cultivation to send a palm strike over.
When the palm strike flew out, the wind howled. At the level of great grandmaster-level Martial Sage, a casual palm strike could break mountains. Furthermore, this palm strike was sent out in rage.
The surging palm wind combined with the purple-robed old man's mountain-like heavy aura. Before the palm wind arrived, a huge pressure already pressed down.
Several of the people behind Xiao Chen could not help but move back.
However, Xiao Chen himself did not move at all. When he saw the horrifying aura of the Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva, the might of the purple-robed old man's palm strike was like child's play to Xiao Chen.
Since the other party was being arrogant and did not even draw his sword, then there was no need for him to draw his sword.
"Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Deities Descending, twenty Dragon Force!"
Dragon roars resounded, and twenty huge dragon-shaped strands of energy appeared behind Xiao Chen. They soared up and down, stirring up the sky and making the sky change color.
They roared in unison, and Dragon Might covered the sky, not giving the purple-robed old man any chance to regret. When Xiao Chen faced this palm strike that was as fast as a storm and as mighty as a mountain, he took a step forward and met it head-on.
"Bang!"
When the fist and palm met, a horrifying sound rang out. Xiao Chen's punch sent the purple-robed old man flying back.
The purple-robed old man's eyes widened in shock. He opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. After the purple-robed old man landed, he felt incredible pain in his right hand. Cracks spread out on his bones. His entire right arm was temporarily crippled.
Xiao Chen stood upright with his hands behind his back. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Old Sir. My body is very brittle and cannot be touched. I am not like your son, who has thick skin. "
After smiling faintly, Xiao Chen swaggered off.
The purple-robed old man trembled in anger. However, he had been too careless this time. His right hand was temporarily crippled, and he could not hold a sword at all. Even if the purple-robed old man wanted to take revenge, he did not have the strength to continue fighting.
The other swordsmen lining up on the mountain all showed extremely grave expressions. The purple-robed old man, Ouyang Long, was a bona fide great grandmaster-level Martial Sage.
However, even such a great grandmaster-level Martial Sage wanted to bully the weak. Yet, with one punch from Xiao Chen, he did not dare to retaliate.
When the purple-robed old man saw the other party swagger off, he did not even dare to give chase.
"How unfortunate! This Xiao Chen is not participating in the Saber School Ranking's competition. What a pity."
"With such strength, he can definitely compete with Wen Ziran!"
"In the past few years, the momentum of my Sword Dao lineage has been completely suppressed by the Saber Dao lineage. Wen Ziran already suppressed the Profound Domain's younger-generation swordsmen to the point where they could not even raise their heads. Now, another Xiao Chen appeared. Hah! "
"If only Yan Shisan were here. With Yan Shisan's strength and talent, he would definitely be able to compete with those two."
"Yan Shisan is obsessed with the Sword Dao. He has never been interested in the Sword School Ranking. He is nowhere to be found. Even the Yan Clan does not know where he is."
The swordsmen present all gave the purple-robed old man some face. Even after Xiao Chen sent him flying with one punch, no one mocked him.
Ouyang Feng walked over to the purple-robed old man and grumbled, "Father, what's wrong with you? Why are you speaking so much nonsense? Just go up and chop him down with one strike."
"Pa!"
Ouyang Long was already upset after losing so much face. When he heard Ouyang Feng's grumbling, he immediately slapped Ouyang Feng.
"Shut up!"
Ouyang Long's expression turned extremely cold. He could not be bothered with Ouyang Feng anymore. He sat down cross-legged and circulated his energy to treat his injuries, quickly recovering from the injuries on his right arm.
Ouyang Long was prepared to wait for Xiao Chen to come out. At that time, he would not give Xiao Chen a chance and would directly fight him with his sword. If Ouyang Long could not defeat Xiao Chen today, he could forget about staying in the Profound Domain in the future.
Inside Sword Forging Manor:
When Xiao Chen saw Situ Leihong's calm appearance, he did not know what to say.
After all, back then, Xiao Chen had said that he would help the other party obtain the ten-thousand-year-old Flame Crystal. Now, he was going back on his word. Furthermore, he needed the other party's help.
After thinking for a while, Situ Leihong still did not say anything. Xiao Chen could only probe, "Senior, I'm sorry about the ten-thousand-year-old Flame Crystal. I came late."
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