Inside the spacious secret room, a cold, gloomy, and frightening murderous aura wreaked havoc.
Two black-robed figures stood there, their bodies exuding astonishing auras. Fifty-nine figures were lying on the ground, and one of them was still struggling. It seemed that he was not willing to fall and wanted to stand up.
The other figure was still standing, his back straight like a sharp sword, resisting the impact and suppression of the Evil Qi.
It was Chen Zong.
"Not bad." The black-robed man was a little surprised.
At this moment, the intensity of the Evil Qi was very high. It had completely reached the level of the Saint Realm, but the other party could still resist it. It seemed that there were some good goods in this batch.
About ten breaths later, the astonishing baleful aura suddenly dissipated. In just a short span of time, it completely retreated like a tide and disappeared without a trace.
Chen Zong was relieved, but he did not dare to relax. His sharp eyes stared at the black-robed man.
Obviously, the black-robed man was the leader here. Ming Daozi was not.
"Those fifty-eight people are worth ten Earth Restoration Pills each. This person is worth one Heaven Restoration Pill. This person is worth ten Heaven Restoration Pills," the black-robed man said, waving his hand.
"Your Excellency, I agree that the fifty-eight people are worth ten Earth Restoration Pills each, but this person is definitely worth more than ten Heaven Restoration Pills or one hundred Heaven Restoration Pills," Ming Daozi bargained, pointing at Chen Zong.
Ming Daozi had seen Chen Zong's performance in the True Martial Final Battle in the True Martial Upper Region's Divine Martial Giant City. He was sure that this person was at least a King Level genius. As for whether he was an Emperor Level genius, it was hard to say.
After all, the Outer Region was not comparable to the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Region. The overall level of cultivators in the Outer Region was not as good as the Heavenly Yuan Sacred Region.
The value of a King Level genius was very high.
"It's your choice. If you don't want to, take them and leave." The black-robed man's attitude was very tough. He did not give Ming Daozi any chance to raise the price.
Take it or leave it!
If you take it, follow the price just now. If you don't want it, take them away.
Ming Daozi's face suddenly sank under the black robe.
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Ming Daozi's mind. In this land, there were dark forces like the Black Fiend, and there were others. He could indeed take these people away and sell them to other dark forces.
It was a pity that although he had coincidentally learned some of the contact methods of the Black Demon Organization many years ago, he did not know about the other dark forces.
Moreover, the Black Fiend was the largest dark force in this area. The other large dark forces were all far away and there was no way to find them.
If he left with the others, he did not know when he would be able to sell them. As for killing them, it would be a waste to bring them all the way from the True Martial Upper Province.
After weighing the pros and cons, Ming Daozi compromised.
Eleven Heaven Essence Pills and fifty-eight Earth Essence Pills. This could be considered a fortune, but it was barely acceptable.
"I hope you can all survive," Ming Daozi said to Chen Zong with a faint smile before he left. As for the others, they were all unconscious and could not hear him.
"Take him away." The black-robed man's gloomy voice sounded. Suddenly, figures in black clothes seemed to appear from every corner. They moved quickly and appeared beside the crowd like ghosts. They grabbed one person each and quickly left.
Chen Zong only saw a black shadow flash in front of him as a terrifying power slashed at his neck. That power was extremely cold, crafty, and strange, and it instantly broke through all of his defenses. His vision turned black, and he fell unconscious.
"Sixty new blood. I hope there are a few outstanding ones." The black-robed man laughed strangely and retreated like a ghost, disappearing into the dark secret room.
…
The ticking sound seemed to be ringing in his ears. It was very subtle, but also very clear.
Chen Zong's eyelids trembled slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes. A trace of terrifying light shot out like a sharp sword. Before his mind moved, his body had already reacted first. He quickly stood up and activated his Cultivation Method. A powerful force seemed to have awakened from a deep sleep, and immediately burst out with an astonishing power, roaring in his body.
In the next moment, Chen Zong's expression changed greatly.
The Storage Ring was gone. The Heavy Dragon Sword at his waist and the Nirvana Evil Sword on his back were also gone.
What was going on?
The drizzle continued, falling on his head, face, and body. The coldness spread, and Chen Zong quickly calmed down.
Scenes flashed through his mind one after another.
Zhenwu Desperate Battle!
Golden Light City!
Ming Daozi!
Dark secret room!
The black-robed man!
The terrible evil spirit impact!
The scenes connected, and Chen Zong's thoughts became clear.
There was no doubt that his previous feeling was correct. The source of his uneasiness was Ming Daozi.
The so-called bringing him back to the Tianyuan Sacred Region to join the Sect was probably a lie.
However, this place might be in the Tianyuan Sacred Region, but where exactly was it? Chen Zong was confused.
He didn't know much about the Tianyuan Sacred Region, and Ming Daozi had never said anything about it. Now, he was even more confused.
He could only be sure of one thing, and that was that he had been sold.
"I've been sold." As soon as this thought appeared, Chen Zong suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Ever since he obtained the Heartsword Seal and stepped onto the path of cultivation, he'd experienced all sorts of difficulties, setbacks, and dangers step by step until now. Chen Zong's experience could be considered to be abundant, and it was many times more abundant than many of his peers.
However, Chen Zong would never have imagined that he would be sold off one day.
He wasn't the only one who was sold. There were other geniuses. This was probably the only special experience they had ever had since they were born.
In his heart, he couldn't help but feel indescribably funny.
However, although it was funny, Chen Zong couldn't relax at all.
He didn't know where he was and where he was going.
He was at a loss!
He was blind!
After a round of inspection, Chen Zong's remaining things were the three life-saving treasures given to him by the three Sect Masters of Baiyun Mountain.
Big Cloud Bomb!
Flowing Cloud Flying Sword!
Flying Cloud Ring!
The reason these three treasures weren't taken away was probably because they had integrated into his body and were difficult to detect if they were hidden in his body.
After obtaining these three treasures, Chen Zong finally understood the good intentions of the three Sect Masters.
Under normal circumstances, it was already very rare for a treasure's power to reach the Sixth Level Saint Rudiment Stage. Moreover, it could be refined and integrated into one's body after refinement. It could be released with one's mind. It was extremely fast and was more than ten times faster than taking it out from a Spatial Ring and releasing it.
After all, no matter how fast it was taken out from a Spatial Ring, it would still be detected by the other party and they would react accordingly.
However, if it was taken out from his body, it would be more stealthy, sudden, and swift.
Another advantage was that the three treasures integrated into one's body would be safer and less likely to be taken away.
Just like now.
It could be said that the current Chen Zong, apart from the three life-saving secret treasures, his cultivation base, and the Blood Dripping Sword Seal, had lost everything else. Everything had been taken away.
The person who took them was undoubtedly the black-robed man from before or someone related to him.
The Heavy Dragon Sword was given to him by Senior Sister Yu Nianxin. It represented a friendship, so he had to take it back.
The Mountain-Beheading Sword was given to him by Refined Cloud Sect Master, so he had to take it back as soon as possible.
The Nirvana Evil Sword was too mysterious. Chen Zong was hesitant to take it back.
After all, he couldn't see through the mystery of this sword. It would be bad if he didn't take it with him.
He would think about it when the time came.
For now, he had to figure out where he was.
Apart from the fact that his storage ring and sword had been taken away, everything else was normal. His strength hadn't been affected in the slightest. However, there was a strange black mark on the back of his left hand, and it was emitting a shockingly cold murderous aura.
Chen Zong strode forward in the drizzle.
Under his feet was a soft grassland with potholes and puddles of water. The water droplets were flowing and seemed to be glowing. The sky was gray and the drizzle was endless.
In the distance, there were sparse trees standing in the wind and rain.
He didn't know when the wind became stronger and the rain intensified. The drizzle turned into a torrential downpour. Every drop of rain became heavy and cold.
The rain became more and more violent. Between heaven and earth, it blocked Chen Zong's sight. It seemed that he couldn't see anything. Every drop of rain contained a trace of cold aura, which made Chen Zong feel cold to the bone.
Fortunately, Chen Zong's physique was very strong and his Qi and blood were very vigorous, so he was able to resist it.
However, the aura was also invisibly disturbing his mind. It was very subtle and imperceptible, like a frog being boiled in warm water.
For Chen Zong, this kind of interference was too subtle. Even if it was a hundred times stronger, it wouldn't affect him much.
However, under the heavy rain, it was indeed uncomfortable.
His strength fluctuated and his aura spread out. A barrier appeared and covered him, immediately resisting the heavy rain.
His eyes flickered. He stared ahead and paid attention to both sides. His soul sense also spread out.
The suppression of his soul sense was more obvious.
At this moment, in the outside world, in a secret room, hundreds and thousands of round mirrors were suspended in the air.
One of the mirrors showed Chen Zong's figure.
"He's the first to wake up. This outlander seems to be quite capable," the black-robed man in charge of monitoring the thousands of mirrors in the secret room said with a sinister smile.
"He is indeed capable. I heard that he's worth 10 Primary Heaven Elixirs," another black-robed man said.
"Oh, 10 Primary Heaven Elixirs. This value should be one of the best among this batch of new blood. It's not bad."
"It's not only not bad. I heard that Elder Yin personally activated the Hundred Evil Formation. Everyone else fainted, except for this person, who stayed awake until the end."
"It seems that our Black Evil Society has a great newcomer. Maybe there's some hope for him to go to the headquarters."
Some information was revealed in their conversation. Unfortunately, Chen Zong was not present. Otherwise, he might be able to guess some things from their conversation.
Now, Chen Zong didn't even know where he was. He could only take one step at a time.
The torrential rain came and went quickly. In just a quarter of an hour, the torrential rain turned into a continuous drizzle until it stopped.
After the rain, the ground was covered with water, but the sky was still gray. It seemed that there were always dark clouds, as if it would rain again at any time.
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