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Chapter 692

Words:2821Update:22/06/21 11:53:52

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The Seven Human Warriors represented the humans to complete the Tower Spirit's task. Once they succeeded, all the human ancient martial art practitioners would double their cultivation.

When this task was announced, many human ancient martial art practitioners realized that they could not afford to fail this task.

The double task was not an individual task, but a group task. If the human ancient martial art practitioners could not double their cultivation and the game's difficulty remained the same, it meant that their chances of defeating the Fire Domain's Seven Major Beast Kings would be very slim.

This was not a game, but a game of death. The price of failure was a bloody life.

Right now, such an important task was placed on the shoulders of the seven of them. Mo Wen felt the weight on his shoulders.

A light flashed beside him and a figure in white robes was suddenly teleported to his side. Mo Wen subconsciously turned his head to look. It was a person dressed in a loose robe. Her body was locked in the white robe and she wore a silver mask on her face. Her long hair danced in the wind. It was clearly a woman.

"What is your name?"

Mo Wen asked curiously. He could sense a shocking aura from this woman. Her aura was definitely far beyond his. It even had the aura of a martial arts grandmaster. However, she seemed to be a little short of the martial arts grandmaster realm.

The woman in white did not even look at Mo Wen, treating him like air. Her eyes were fixed on the rock ocean in the distance. Her entire body emanated a cold aura that warned people not to get close.

Mo Wen had asked for a snub and was rebuffed. He smiled awkwardly and did not say anything else.

Other than him, human ancient martial art practitioners were teleported to the rock ocean one after another. They were not far from each other. The furthest was only a hundred meters.

There were seven of them in total. All of their cultivation was not lower than the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir Realm. They were all the best of the best among the humans.

Mo Wen glanced over and realized that among the seven of them, there were a few familiar faces. The clan leader of the Gao Clan, Gao Hanshan, was one of the seven. Other than that, Mo Wen realized that Bu Xingyi was also among them. There was also the black-robed man who had left a deep impression on Mo Wen.

He did not know the name of the black-robed man. He only knew that he was the leader of the Ghost Lair's team that had come to the Fire Domain. He was also a true immortal cultivator. Because of his identity as an immortal cultivator, he had left a deep impression on Mo Wen.

However, what was most unexpected to Mo Wen was that he had met someone he had never thought he would meet here.

"Little friend, I haven't seen you for a few days. How have you been?"

The person had clearly noticed Mo Wen as well. He took a step forward, and his body was like a feather. With a flutter, he appeared in front of Mo Wen. This person was dressed in hemp garments and had a short stature. He looked like a farmer's old man.

However, when this old man floated over, the woman in the white robe, who was not far from Mo Wen, frowned slightly. A strange look flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. It was because this old man emanated a rather frightening aura. Compared to the frightening woman in the white robe, it was not much less frightening.

"I didn't expect to meet Senior here."

Mo Wen saluted with his fists and smiled indifferently. He had met this old man once before. He was the reclusive Martial Arts Grandmaster that he had met in a farm when he had first arrived in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. This person's cultivation was unfathomable and he had lived for an unknown number of years. In terms of cultivation alone, he was above Martial Arts Grandmasters like Gao Hanshan.

"You are indeed not a fish in a pond, but a dragon among men." The old man in the hemp garments nodded. He looked at Mo Wen with admiration. He could tell that Mo Wen was not an ordinary young man, but he had not expected this youth to improve so quickly.

"The opportunity that Senior mentioned the other day most likely has something to do with the Fire Domain, right?"

Mo Wen said with a smile. He had made a promise with this mysterious old man that he would come to the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension again when his cultivation had improved. His goal was to obtain the slim opportunity to become immortal. The Green Ancient Mystery Dimension was only a small Inner world. The chances of it having an opportunity to become immortal were far less than those of the large Inner worlds. It was already rare for something like the spiritual fire to appear. Other than that, the chances of other opportunities to become immortal would not be high.

"You are quite smart. Not bad. In the past 50 years, I have come to the Fire Domain no less than 10 times. However, without exception, I have failed every time. "

A look of regret flashed in the eyes of the old man in the hemp garments. In order to obtain the spiritual fire, he had spent 50 to 60 years to no avail. He had not expected that this secret would be leaked.

He had known about the spiritual fire in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension 60 years ago. However, he had always been the only one who knew about this secret. Even if someone found out by accident, they would be silenced by him in time. However, this time, too many people knew and he could not stop them.

Unfortunately, the spiritual fire was too difficult to catch. He had spent 50 years and still had not managed to catch it.

"As expected."

Mo Wen nodded and said lightly, "I am Mo Wen. May I know Senior's name? The fight for the spiritual fire this time will most likely depend on the opportunity."

"It's settled. Now that things have come to this, I have seen it through. Whether or not I can obtain the spiritual fire is still unknown. Whether or not I can walk out of the Fighting Spirit Tower alive is most likely an unknown."

The old man in the hemp garments shook his head and laughed softly. He said lightly, "I am Tan Qiyue. Fate has brought us together. This space is extremely dangerous and the factions are complicated. In times of crisis, we can help each other out."

"Senior is right."

Mo Wen smiled and nodded. Tan Qiyue's words most likely had the intention of roping him in. With his cultivation, there were most likely only a handful of people in this space who could do anything to him. Why would he need the help of a junior? Only now did Mo Wen know that Tan Qiyue, who was ranked third among the top 30 strong practitioners, was this old man. He was second only to Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan.

In the distance, Gao Hanshan had also noticed Mo Wen. He saw that Mo Wen was talking to a mysterious old man and did not come over. He only nodded slightly.

As for Bu Xingyi, when he saw that Mo Wen was actually here, a look of hatred flashed in his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to tear Mo Wen into pieces. The news that Bu Xingyi, a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, had been defeated by a junior youth spread in a day. Even in such a space, it still could not affect the spread of public opinion.

Now, whenever Bu Xingyi saw Mo Wen, he would feel a sense of humiliation. If Mo Wen did not die, he would most likely continue to be a joke.

There were a total of seven people who had come. Aside from the white-robed woman and the blue-robed old man, Mo Wen seemed to recognize the other four.

"The mission is about to begin. The first stage is to brave through the stone sea and the demon forest. You only have one life. Please do not die during the mission. "

The voice of the Tower Spirit suddenly sounded from high up in the sky. Soon, a message was transmitted into the minds of the seven people.

The first stage of the mission was to brave through the stone sea and the demon forest. Mo Wen thought for a moment and realized that they had to cross thousands of kilometers from one end of the stone sea to the other. Along the way, there would be countless monstrous beasts blocking their way. They could only fight their way out.

Also, the first stage of the mission had a time limit. If they could not pass through the stone sea and the demon forest within the time limit, it would mean that they had failed the mission. If any one of the seven people failed, it would mean that the entire mission had failed.

The time limit was six hours, which was equivalent to six hours.

If there were no monstrous beasts blocking their way, an ordinary Embryonic Breathing Realm ancient martial art practitioner would be able to cross thousands of kilometers in six hours. However, they were crossing through the sea of beasts. They did not know what kind of monstrous beasts they would encounter. Even Mo Wen did not underestimate the difficulty.

As the Tower Spirit finished speaking, a gust of demonic wind suddenly swept through the stone sea. The surrounding light distorted and the shadows of beasts seemed to slowly walk out of thin air. The Demonic Qi grew thicker and thicker. Finally, the entire world seemed to be filled with Demonic Qi. The shadows of beasts in the stone sea increased in number, as though they were about to fill up the entire stone sea.

Whoosh!

The white-robed woman, who was standing not far from Mo Wen, did not hesitate at all. With a flash of her silhouette, she shot forward. Her speed was rather astonishing. In the blink of an eye, only her tiny silhouette could be seen.

This stone sea was restricted by a mysterious power. One could not fly more than ten meters. Under such circumstances, if one flew, it would be equivalent to gliding along the ground. The reason for this was most likely because they were afraid that human ancient martial art practitioners would fly away at high altitudes, avoiding most of the monstrous beasts.

After all, other than bird-type monstrous beasts, only seventh rank monstrous beasts had the ability to fly.

"Little friend Mo Wen, I will make a move first."

Tan Qiyue nodded at Mo Wen. Then, he disappeared from his original spot. Time was limited. No one was willing to delay. Also, at this time, the monstrous beasts had not completely appeared. There were no obstacles, so they tried to fly as far as possible.

Mo Wen did not delay either. With a light tap of his foot, he flew up.

The next moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew around him. The gust of wind had no sound and no source. It appeared out of thin air. The wind force was even more strange. It did not blow at the flowers and trees. Instead, it blew all the large rocks on the ground into the air.

Mo Wen's silhouette had unknowingly melted into the wind, completely disappearing from his original spot. In the blink of an eye, he had already surpassed the hemp-robed elder, Tan Qiyue. He was chasing after Nangong Mingzhu, who had flown up first.

The three Glory techniques that Mo Wen had learned were divided into five stages. In the first stage, there were four realms.

Mo Wen was not an immortal cultivator. He could only practice the first stage of the three Glory techniques. After the mysterious galaxy and the Primordial Soul Separation Technique, Mo Wen had already practiced the first realm of the Glory of Wind to great success.

The first realm was called Rising Wind. It created wind from nothing. It was the power of the wind between heaven and earth.

Right now, when Mo Wen unleashed the Glory of Wind, it was completely different from before. In terms of speed alone, it was almost twice as fast as before.

Mo Wen's original speed far surpassed that of ancient martial art practitioners of the same realm. With the Glory of Wind doubling its speed, it could be said to be terrifying.

Tan Qiyue, who was flying in front, saw that Mo Wen had surpassed him in the blink of an eye. A look of shock flashed in his eyes. Looking at Mo Wen's silhouette that flashed by, Tan Qiyue was speechless for a while. Mo Wen's speed was simply astonishing. Even when his cultivation was not restricted, Tan Qiyue was most likely not as fast.

"What kind of little monster is this?" Tan Qiyue muttered to himself, dumbfounded.

The white-robed woman at the front was also shocked. In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen had already surpassed her. A youth actually had such terrifying speed. How did he do it? (To be continued.)

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