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"You and I will fight again after we enter the Xuanming Small World." Wu Feng's voice was as cold as a knife. It cut through the sky and penetrated Chen Zong's mind.
"Alright," Chen Zong replied.
Although he had won the battle that day, it had not been an easy victory. Edgeless' saber had been very pure and had given him a lot of inspiration. Now, Edgeless' eyes looked sharper than before. Clearly, his strength and saber skills had improved significantly.
"He's a good opponent," Chen Zong thought to himself.
Strength did not necessarily make one a good opponent. A suitable opponent who could train oneself was a good opponent.
In the Xuanming Valley, the disciples of the Xuanming Palace, Chaoyang Sect, Goldensword Villa, Sima Family, and Fort Evergreen gathered in one place.
There were more than 30 disciples from these five forces.
Time passed slowly as they waited.
Suddenly, a chill seemed to descend from the sky and seep out from the valley. It turned into a gust of cold wind and blew in all directions.
This chill seemed to penetrate one's bone marrow and soul, causing one's heart to palpitate.
They could not help but shiver. At the same time, the chill intensified.
A wave appeared in the center of the Xuanming Valley. The wave rippled out like water, attracting everyone's attention.
Silently, strands of black aura spread out from the empty space and slowly revolved. Gradually, it formed a black vortex that radiated with a chilling coldness under everyone's gazes.
The whirlpool was about two meters in diameter. It seemed to be spinning in the right direction, but upon closer inspection, it seemed to be spinning in the opposite direction. Looking at it a few more times would cause one to feel confused.
"The entrance to the Xuanming Small World has been opened. You can enter with the Xuanming Token. Remember, the Xuanming Small World will be open for a month. At the end of the month, the Xuanming Token will protect you from leaving the Xuanming Small World." A deep and vigorous voice suddenly sounded. It seemed to come from the sky, but it also seemed to come from the bottom of the valley. It was hard to tell.
The words were not long, but they contained some information that made people ponder.
The Dark Nether Small World would only be open for a month. He had to make the best use of his time to search for opportunities!
The Dark Nether Token was very important. Whether it was entering or leaving the Dark Nether Small World, it would be used. It could not be lost!
The disciples from the Xuanming Palace were the first to move. With a flash of their bodies, they entered the vortex-like entrance and disappeared as if they had been swallowed by an ancient beast.
Following that, the disciples and sky-prides of the other four forces also entered. In the blink of an eye, more than 30 sky-prides of the 108 sky-prides were gone.
"Go!" The geniuses from the other mansions shouted. Among them, there were disciples from the Ancient Wind Mansion.
However, it had been some time since the previous incident, and Chen Zong was believed to have died in the Ash Cloud Mountain, so the Ancient Wind Mansion's disciples did not pay too much attention to it.
Otherwise, it would be another problem.
"Brother Chen, let's go in as well," said Zheng Tuo. He took a step forward and his figure shot forward like a stream of light.
In the blink of an eye, all 108 sky-prides of the Dark Nether Ranking had entered the black vortex and disappeared. The Dark Nether Valley, which had gained some vitality due to the arrival of the sky-prides of the Dark Nether Ranking, returned to its deathly stillness.
Wisps of chilly wind gradually blew past and lingered in the Dark Nether Valley for a long time.
Suddenly, a figure seemed to appear from the darkness. Without making a sound, it flew past like a ghost and headed straight for the vortex entrance of the Dark Nether Small World.
After the first black figure appeared, a second and a third appeared. In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten figures.
"How dare you!" The muffled voice from before rang out once again, carrying with it a thunderous fury. An extremely terrifying pressure descended, as if it was going to destroy all life.
Following that, a jet-black palm print formed in the air and enveloped the entire Dark Nether Valley. The sky darkened as the palm print fell from the sky. The palm print was extremely clear and lifelike. It was like a dragon soaring in the sky as it emitted an earth-shattering aura.
When the palm landed, it seemed as though the entire Dark Nether Valley would collapse.
The black figures that were rushing towards the vortex entrance paused as if they were frozen in mid-air.
In the next moment, these ghost-like figures would be suppressed by this terrifying power and turned into dust.
However, a dark and deep light seemed to pass through the gap in the void. In an instant, a shocking aura exploded. It was as if a shadow had descended on the earth and destroyed all life. It carried an extremely sharp aura as it charged towards the huge palm.
The palm paused for a moment, and the terrifying aura was also blocked in an instant.
Dozens of black figures regained their ability to move and flew towards the vortex door.
However, the moment the first black figure came into contact with the vortex door, it trembled. Following that, it began to shatter from the top. It was as if it was being strangled by the vortex door's positive and negative forces. In the blink of an eye, it turned into dust and disappeared without a sound.
Following that, the second and third black figures were also being strangled and disappeared.
However, this did not frighten the other black figures. One after another, they charged forward as if they were trying to fulfill some grand wish.
Charge! Charge!
Charge! Charge! Charge! The black figures approached the vortex door, but they were all strangled and crushed by the vortex door's power. The thirteenth black figure paused for a moment, and his black robe rippled out like water, blocking the surroundings. A terrifying sound vaguely rang out, as if something had been crushed.
However, the black figure somehow managed to resist the vortex door's strangling power and disappeared into the vortex door.
Not long after, most of the black figures had been strangled by the vortex door. However, there were still ten black figures that managed to resist the vortex door's strangling power and successfully entered the Dark Nether Small World.
Seeing the ten black figures enter, the person who had secretly blocked the huge palm immediately disappeared as if he had never done anything.
Soon after, the light dimmed and a figure appeared in the Dark Nether Valley with his hands behind his back.
This was a burly old man. His hair was furiously fluttering, and he gave off an indescribable sense of majesty like a lion.
An extremely terrifying aura that seemed to be able to suppress all life spread out from the old man's body in all directions. It filled the world and filled the ages.
His eyes flickered with an extremely sharp light, and it was as if a cold bolt of lightning had shot out from the void. It swept across all directions, and everything in the world was in his eyes.
Disappeared!
Completely disappeared!
There was no way to find it.
"Rats from the Black Fiend." The old man's voice was deep and forceful, and it rumbled like thunder.
The person who had attacked just now was an expert from the Black Fiend. Although the old man did not know who the other party was, he could easily identify the other party's aura.
"Ten little rats from the Black Fiend have entered the Dark Nether Small World. I'm afraid there will be some unnecessary casualties." The old man looked at the vortex door, and a trace of worry appeared on the fierce faces of the lions.
The Dark Nether Small World was isolated from the outside world, and news could not be transmitted into it. Therefore, the prodigies who had entered the Dark Nether Ranking previously did not know that ten Sage-level experts from the Black Fiend had entered.
As for why the Black Fiend was willing to sacrifice dozens of people to enter the Dark Nether Small World, their motive was obvious and direct.
Firstly, they wanted to kill as many prodigies on the Dark Nether Ranking as possible.
After all, the Black Fiend was the largest dark force in the Dark Nether Territory. The purpose of their existence was to destroy and be enemies with the Orthodox Dao. Every time a prodigy from the Orthodox Dao appeared, they would think of ways to assassinate and eliminate them.
Now that the Dark Nether Small World had opened and 108 prodigies had entered, it was an excellent opportunity for the Black Fiend to kill all of them in one fell swoop. They could not miss this opportunity, even if they had to pay a price for it.
Even if they could not kill all 108 prodigies, it would be extremely beneficial for the Black Fiend to kill a portion of them.
Secondly, the Black Fiend who had entered the Dark Nether Small World might obtain some opportunity to become more powerful.
The Black Fiend's motive was to weaken the Orthodox Dao's power and strengthen their own.
The news could not be transmitted into the Dark Nether Small World, so the 108 prodigies could only rely on themselves to find out. However, this time, no one knew how many people would be sacrificed.
After all, the Black Fiend Sage-level experts who dared to enter the Dark Nether Small World were definitely not weak. They were definitely more powerful than ordinary advanced Sage-level experts.
With a hint of worry, the old man's figure flashed and disappeared again.
…
The Dark Nether Small World was a real world, but it was relatively small.
Of course, small and large were relative terms.
If it was compared to the Tianyuan Sacred Realm, the Dark Nether Small World was indeed not large, but it was actually more vast than the Dark Nether Territory.
When Chen Zong, Zheng Tuo, and Nan Wukong entered, those who had entered before had already left, leaving only faint auras and footprints.
"Brother Zheng, Brother Nan, I've always acted alone. This time, I won't team up with you," Chen Zong said to Zheng Tuo and Nan Wukong.
Zheng Tuo and Nan Wukong did not think that Chen Zong was arrogant. After all, after interacting with him for a while, they both knew that Chen Zong was not an arrogant person.
It was normal for some people to like to act alone.
"Brother Chen, I wish you a fruitful journey," Zheng Tuo said with a smile. Nan Wukong was a man of few words, but he still gave his blessings.
Chen Zong also wished him a fruitful journey.
"Goodbye, you two." Chen Zong cupped his hands, turned around, and used his body movement to leave quickly.
Zheng Tuo and Nan Wukong looked away, chose a direction, and left quickly.
After entering the Dark Nether Small World, there were directions everywhere. Everyone could choose where they wanted to go. As for what opportunities they would get, it depended on their luck and ability.
The sky of the Dark Nether Small World was dark, as if it was covered with dark clouds. But it was motionless, as if it had been like this since ancient times.
Wisps of cold aura filled the air. It was everywhere and blended with the air.
In addition, the ground was also black. The stones were also black. The mountains in the distance were also black.
Black was the main color here.
Cold aura was the aura here.
Dark Nether, Dark Nether, Dark Nether, mysterious and unpredictable.
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