'Level 25... 'Fang Xingjian lowered his head and thought,' Of course, I'll be able to deal with a level 25 Conferred Knight easily. However, regardless of whether it's level 22 Zhou Xingwen or level 21 Anderson, even if I have the first level of the mystical prints, it'll be very difficult for me to cross so many levels to deal with them. '
Fang Xingjian asked, "What's with the faction's gathering on the Dark Shadow Mountain?"
Zhou Xingwen said, "It's a gathering organized by a few top notch factions in the Great Western Region. On one hand, it's to exchange martial arts experiences, buy and sell Divine Weapons, medicinal herbs, and heavenly and earthly treasures. On the other hand, it's naturally for the major factions to establish their own authority. At the same time, through some sparring, they can determine the distribution of benefits for the next year. "
Hearing the exchanges between the various factions and heavenly and earthly treasures, Fang Xingjian's eyes lit up. Right now, he had so much money that he had nowhere to spend it. In the Great Western City's market, he had basically bought up all the good items. It would not be a bad idea to see what the other factions had hidden up their sleeves.
Moreover, he wanted to condense specialty seeds and pursue a new level of perfection. Therefore, he needed information on the various factions' methods of condensing specialty seeds.
Moreover, these were all secret manuals that belonged to each faction. Without using extreme means, it was clear that he would not be able to get his hands on them.
"Then I'll go take a look."
"Xingjian, are you going alone?"
"I'll be back quickly if I go alone. It'll save me a lot of trouble."
...
Half an hour later, in a small town located at the outskirts of the Dark Shadow Mountain, there was a hubbub of voices in a tavern.
Due to the faction's gathering this time around, countless wild Knights in the Great Western Region had gathered at the Dark Shadow Mountain. Wild Knights with sabers and swords could be seen everywhere in the small town. Not only did they bring in a lot of income for the town, but they also caused the number of bloodshed incidents in the small town to be more than in the past year.
With a bang, a thick-necked man smashed the wine pot onto the ground and shouted, "Damn it, these people from the Eternal Night Society are too overbearing. Even the entrance fee for this year's gathering is 10 gold. Why don't they just go and rob someone?"
"Sigh, lower your voice, lower your voice. Be careful that the walls have ears."
"What's there to be afraid of? If they dare to do it, why won't we dare to say it?" Although the thick-necked man said this, he could not help but lower his voice.
In the corner of the tavern, a young man in a black robe chuckled. Under the black robe was an incomparably handsome face. His eyes were golden and there was a ruby mark on his forehead, giving him a unique sense of mystery.
Hearing the young man's laughter, the thick-necked man turned around and glared at the young man fiercely. "Kid, what's so funny?"
The young man once again opened his mouth and laughed soundlessly. The thick-necked man suddenly stood up and walked over with a dozen or so of his subordinates with machetes in their hands. He grinned hideously and said, "Kid, I'll ask you again. What's so funny?"
The young man looked at them coldly and said, "You are not qualified to talk to me. Get lost."
As he spoke, he slapped his palm, and a destructive palm force gushed out, directly hitting the dozen or so burly men across the air, causing them to vomit blood and fly backward.
The few burly men were horrified. They turned around and left.
The entire tavern instantly fell silent. Everyone glanced at the golden-eyed young man from time to time, and their eyes were filled with schadenfreude.
"Those people were from Crimson Tooth."
"Crimson Tooth's boss, Red Tiger, is in the town."
"This guy is dead for sure."
However, the golden-eyed young man still did not care and continued to drink his wine complacently. He looked at the people in the tavern who were watching the commotion, and his gaze was filled with contempt. It was as if there was no one in the world who could enter his sights.
This golden-eyed young man did not even remember his own name. It was because from the moment he joined the sect, he had only had one name.
Tian Yi.
Tian was the number one in the world, and Yi was the number one in the world.
The reason why he had this name was because he came from a very interesting faction and thus became a very interesting person.
The faction that Tian Yi came from was known as the Invincible Sect. As the saying went, no one could compare to them.
The Invincible Sect would only have one successor in each generation. There would only be one Master and one disciple.
Each generation would only cultivate one martial technique. This was known as the Stalwart Eidolon Conviction.
The Stalwart Eidolon Conviction was a type of Waves that were both very strong and very weak. The attributes that these Waves gave could change at any moment.
In conclusion, the Stalwart Eidolon Conviction would first have to believe that one was the best in the world and invincible. The more one believed in this, the stronger the power of the Stalwart Eidolon Conviction would be, and the higher the attributes would be. Even the cultivator's aptitude, physical body, and all other attributes would be increased. It was an all-rounded improvement.
The last time a person who had attained great success in the Stalwart Eidolon Conviction had appeared was several hundred years ago. He had brought about a reign of terror and was almost invincible in the world.
However, in order to firmly believe that one was the best in the world, one could not fail.
Therefore, the successors of each generation of the Invincible Sect were not allowed to leave the mountain before they reached level 29.
When they were in the mountain, the disciples would first have to believe that their Master was the best in the world and invincible. They would then defeat their Master through continuous cultivation. They would then believe that they were invincible in the world.
It was a pity that the Stalwart Eidolon Conviction was too difficult to cultivate. For the past 300 years or so, no one had been able to reach level 29 and leave the mountain. Therefore, it had only been passed down from generation to generation until this generation's Tian Yi was born.
'On the day I was born.
'The entire first mountain chanted my name — Tian Yi.
'The sun was engulfed by darkness, blood rain fell from the sky, and all the gods were jealous of my talent.
'From the moment I was born, I was destined to become invincible in the world, to become the best in the world.
'And now, I've finally defeated my Master and become the strongest in the world.
'It's a pity that there's no way to reach the Divine level in the mountain. I can only come out to look for it.'
Just as Tian Yi was reveling in his own power, the door to the inn was kicked open with a bang. A red-haired man dashed over, pointed at Tian Yi, and shouted, "You're the one who made a move against our Crimson Tooth's people?"
"Made a move?" Tian Yi looked at the red-haired man lightly and said, "Do you even consider sweeping away the dust as making a move?"
"You!" The Red Tiger was infuriated. The Crimson Tooth was not a traditional martial arts faction to begin with. Instead, it was half a gang and half a faction. Moreover, he was at the pinnacle of the first transition and was used to being domineering. How could he possibly tolerate the other party's provocation? He wanted to teach this pretty boy a lesson on the spot.
However, before he could make his move, Tian Yi spoke once again, "Then does this also count as making a move?"
As he spoke, he exhaled softly, and amidst a series of agonizing cries, the bodies of the people from the Crimson Tooth were torn apart, their bones crushed, and their internal organs turned into dust. Even the equipment they were wearing turned into dust, turning into fragments on the ground.
Tian Yi's self-created Killing technique — God's Breath.
Seeing that the people from the Crimson Tooth had been turned into dust by Tian Yi's breath, the people in the inn kept on crying out in astonishment.
"Murder! Someone's been killed!"
Countless waiters and customers ran out while shouting. In just a short while, 99% of the people in the inn had left.
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