A figure shuttled through the majestic Heaven Yuan Barrier as if he was shuttling under a majestic waterfall.
In Golden Light City, all ninety-nine people except Chen Zong had fainted. Only Chen Zong was still conscious. The impact of the Heaven Yuan Barrier had caused an indescribable change in Chen Zong. It was as if he had turned from rough iron to fine iron.
Soon, Ming Daozi rushed out of the Heaven Yuan Barrier. Below him was a vast ocean. The deep blue water was calm and looked like a huge sapphire embedded in the ground.
Ming Daozi checked Golden Light City as he flew. His expression changed drastically.
"Sixty!"
"Forty of them died. Trash. They couldn't even survive the Heaven Yuan Baptism. What trash."
The death of forty would undoubtedly reduce his gains greatly.
Originally, a hundred of them could only make up for part of his losses. Now that there were only sixty left, he could make up for even less.
Ming Daozi knew that the Heaven Yuan Baptism was not simple. If people outside Tianyuan Sacred Region wanted to enter Tianyuan Sacred Region, they had to find a way to pass through the Heaven Yuan Barrier. At the same time, they would also receive the Heaven Yuan Baptism.
In the end, people outside Tianyuan Sacred Region did not have the aura and mark of Tianyuan Sacred Region. They could not be accepted by Tianyuan Sacred Region and would be suppressed and rejected at all times. They could not stay in Tianyuan Sacred Region for long and their strength would be greatly reduced.
Only by going through the Heaven Yuan Baptism could one transform inside out and be branded with the mark of Tianyuan Sacred Region. Only then would one be recognized by Tianyuan Sacred Region.
Although Tianyuan Sacred Region was located in the Lingwu Sacred World, it was much more advanced than the other upper, middle, and lower regions. It was on a different level.
In other words, Tianyuan Sacred Region was the center and essence of the Lingwu Sacred World. It was a world within a world within the Lingwu Sacred World.
The Heaven Yuan Baptism not only allowed outsiders to be recognized by Tianyuan Sacred Region, but also gave them the right to enter and stay in Tianyuan Sacred Region forever. It would also change the nature of a cultivator and make them undergo a transformation. It would be more beneficial for future cultivation.
Of course, this was a benefit. The downside was that it was dangerous.
The Heaven Yuan Baptism was dangerous and not everyone could withstand it.
Just like now, out of a hundred geniuses undergoing the Heaven Origin Baptism, a total of forty had died. The death rate was as high as forty percent, which was extremely shocking.
This was only the death rate for those below the Saint Realm. If it was a Saint Realm cultivator undergoing the Heavenly Yuan Baptism, the death rate would be even higher, at least eighty to ninety percent.
This was also the reason why many Saints were unwilling to enter Tian Yuan Sacred Region.
The death rate was too high, and the higher one's cultivation, the more terrifying the death rate.
In Golden Light City, Chen Zong was cultivating as usual. Once he started cultivating, he felt that his Nine Spiritual Wheels were operating 10% faster than before.
10% faster might not sound obvious, but the reality was very obvious. 10% more rotation speed meant 10% more explosive speed, which was even more terrifying.
However, Chen Zong was not happy at all. He did not know why, but he suddenly felt uneasy.
It was as if something bad was about to happen.
When one's state of mind was disturbed, the efficiency of one's cultivation would be greatly reduced, to the point that one would not even have the heart to cultivate.
"What the hell is going on?" Chen Zong frowned slightly. This feeling of uneasiness would not appear for no reason. It was an ability that he had developed after comprehending the Heart Sword Sutra and grasping the mystery of the Heart Sword. It was like an ability that was born with an innate ability.
Whenever something related to him was near, he would often have a faint sense of it.
This kind of feeling might not appear every time, but if it did, it would not be wrong.
This trip … was dangerous!
However, Chen Zong did not know where the danger came from. It was not something he could reach.
Calm down!
Calm down!
After calming down, Chen Zong began to think.
If there was a sense of danger, then it could be concluded that this trip was dangerous. Entering Tian Yuan Sacred Region was dangerous.
Ming Daozi was a peak Saint Realm cultivator. It was hard to imagine how dangerous it would be for him to feel and how it would affect everyone in Golden Light City.
This was one of the reasons.
The other reason was that Chen Zong did not want to think about it. That was, the danger came from Ming Daozi himself.
After some speculation, Chen Zong felt that the second possibility was more likely.
The danger came from Ming Daozi himself.
In other words, what Ming Daozi said about leading a group of geniuses into Tian Yuan Sacred Region to join his Sect was not true.
In other words, everything Ming Daozi said at the beginning was a complete conspiracy.
Even the so-called entry into Tian Yuan Sacred Region was fake?
It was terrifying to think about!
However, all of this was just his speculation. He could not be sure what the truth was.
…
In a spacious secret room.
Ming Daozi wore a black robe with a hood that covered his entire body. He sat on a chair with a black table that emitted a chilling aura between them. On the other side of the table sat a person in the same black robe. The robe also covered his entire body and emitted a chilling and mysterious aura.
"How many goods?" Ming Daozi asked the black-robed man opposite him. His voice was cold and gray, like rough metal scraping against each other. It was extremely harsh and uncomfortable to listen to.
As the voice sounded, the gloomy secret room seemed to become even gloomier.
"Sixty goods," Ming Daozi said in a low voice, looking even more mysterious.
"You should be very clear about our rules. Although we are not afraid of trouble, we do not want to cause unnecessary trouble," the black-robed man said again.
"Don't worry. These sixty goods are not from Tian Yuan Sacred Region, but from outside," Ming Daozi said.
"Oh." The black-robed man raised his voice slightly, seeming to be interested, but he did not ask any more questions. "Very well. Since they are not from Tian Yuan Sacred Region, there will not be any trouble. Now, take out the goods and let me have a look before we set the price."
"Let me tell you, among the sixty goods this time, there are a few that are not ordinary. One of them is even at the King level, and not the ordinary King level. I suspect that it may be at the Emperor level," Ming Daozi said as he took out the Golden Light City.
"King level … Emperor level …" The black-robed man smiled coldly and did not seem to care at all.
How could someone from outside have a King level or Emperor level item? It would be good enough if it was at the Quasi-King level.
The black-robed man was undoubtedly trying to raise the price of the goods.
Ming Daozi controlled the Golden Light City, and suddenly, a golden light shone out. The light flew forward and landed in an empty space in the secret room, and sixty figures appeared.
They were the geniuses who had followed Ming Daozi from Zhen Wu Upper Region. Because of the Tian Yuan Baptism, forty of them had died, and only sixty were left.
Chen Zong and the rest of the sixty had been waiting in the Golden Light City. They did not know when they would be able to come out, but they were suddenly repelled by an irresistible force and appeared here.
At first, they were at a loss, but then they quickly reacted. Looking around, they immediately realized that they were in a secret chamber. The light was dim, and the aura was cold, making them feel very uncomfortable. There were also traces of murderous aura that seemed to fill every inch of the air, and when it invaded their skin, they shivered.
Chen Zong's soul was the strongest, and his senses were the sharpest. He felt very uneasy standing here, as if he could be killed at any time.
The evil spirit that permeated the air was everywhere, madly invading and adhering to their skin like maggots. It made Chen Zong feel slightly numb.
It was a very scary place. The sense of crisis in his heart did not decrease, but increased.
"Senior Ming Daozi, have we arrived?" A high level Half-Saint asked subconsciously. This was a very normal reaction.
After all, they knew that they would follow Ming Daozi to Tian Yuan Sacred Region, and then enter the Sect to begin cultivating.
But now, it seemed that the situation was not right.
They were not fools.
"Indeed, we have arrived." Ming Daozi suddenly laughed. His laughter was completely different from when he was in Zhen Wu Upper Region. There was a kind of darkness and mockery.
Suddenly, everyone's heart sank. Chen Zong frowned, and the premonition in his heart grew stronger.
Boom!
In an instant, it was as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened from a deep sleep. An extremely shocking cold evil spirit spread out from all directions, like a landslide or a tsunami.
The 60 geniuses from Zhen Wu Upper Region all stopped in their tracks, as if they were about to be crushed. The cold evil spirit was as shocking as a mountain, and everyone felt as if their bodies were about to be torn apart.
Terrifying!
This aura was extremely terrifying.
In an instant, everyone felt as if they had entered the Nine Serenities of Hell, and as if they were being crazily cut by cold swords, they felt as if they were about to be torn apart.
Their faces suddenly changed, and they immediately activated their Cultivation Methods to increase their strength as much as possible to resist the impact of this cold evil spirit.
"What a strong evil spirit." Chen Zong was also shocked. This evil spirit was countless times more powerful than his. It was simply indescribable.
To form such an evil spirit, who knew how many creatures had to die? It was simply terrifying.
In an instant, Chen Zong felt as if he had entered a sea of evil spirit. His whole body was numb, and he could not move.
Under the pressure of this terrible evil spirit, some of the 60 geniuses could not bear it and began to collapse. As soon as they collapsed, the cold evil spirit disappeared.
One by one, they could not bear it and fell to the ground.
"This level is really mediocre," the black-robed man said to himself.
In the end, only a few people were still struggling, and the black-robed man seemed to think more highly of them.
"Not bad," the black-robed man said to himself.
However, these people fell one by one, and in the end, only two people were left. One was Hong Fengling, and the other was Chen Zong.
Hong Fengling's consciousness began to blur, and her body was on the verge of collapsing. However, there was a strong belief supporting her. She could not fall, she must not fall, she must hold on.
However, the limit was the limit. Hong Fengling eventually fell with unwillingness, and in the end, only Chen Zong was left.
Chen Zong was still holding on. He had a strong soul, amazing willpower, and powerful evil spirit. Only then could he hold on.
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