The first stage of the Bewildering Light Realm was the Tenfold Door.
The second stage was the Flowing Light Realm.
The third stage was the Ten Thousand Flowers Realm.
These were the three basic stages, and they were the easiest to pass. According to the Silver Blade King, Zhao Mingkong, one would be rewarded after passing the three basic stages. The reward would be chosen after the challenge.
The difficulty of the fourth stage increased significantly. It was the combination and enhancement of the three basic stages. Without sufficient strength, one could forget about passing it.
As for the fifth stage, it was called the Blood Dripping Stage. Chen Zong quickly understood the meaning of this stage.
In a wasteland that stretched as far as the eye could see, the wind was as sharp as a blade, and the world was filled with an indescribable murderous intent.
The murderous intent was faint at first, but it gradually increased like a rising tide, becoming more and more intense.
A gust of wind swept up the dust and sand in the air as if a door of nothingness had been opened. A figure appeared and walked over.
In an instant, the murderous intent increased by a few notches.
As the dust and sand swept away, the figure appeared clearly before Chen Zong.
A body covered in blood-red armor and holding a long saber, like a lone wolf walking in the wasteland, filled with endless desolation.
Traces of cold aura surrounded the figure, fluctuating endlessly.
The blood-armored man raised his eyelids. Instantly, two extremely sharp cold lights shot out, piercing through the void as if they were going to pierce through Chen Zong's body.
He took a step forward and suddenly turned into a blood-red bolt of lightning, extremely fast. The long saber was also unsheathed in an instant, traversing hundreds of meters in an instant. The saber was like a blood-red bolt of lightning with extreme murderous intent as it slashed through the air.
Extremely fast!
Extremely ruthless!
It abandoned all elegance, leaving only the most direct and pure killing. It was like a saber technique that was honed from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. One slash of the saber would only result in death.
An ordinary peak Ninth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage cultivator would definitely not be able to block this saber.
Chen Zong's expression did not change, and his body did not move at all. Until the saber slashed down and was about to hit him, his right hand trembled, and the Deep Night Sword was unsheathed. The sword light streaked across the void and arrived first, slashing through the opponent's body.
The blood-red saber light paused and then dissipated. The figure also turned into nothingness.
A gust of wind swept past, and two figures in blood-red armor appeared, attacking Chen Zong from the left and right.
Another slash!
Four figures clad in blood-red armor!
Eight figures clad in blood-colored armor!
Sixteen figures in blood-red armor!
Every time Chen Zong killed someone with a single slash of his sword, more figures in blood-red armor would appear, doubling the previous number. Each of the figures in blood-red armor was stronger than an ordinary Peak Ninth Heaven Saint Realm cultivator. Their Saber Skills were sharp and ruthless, shocking to the extreme. It was a pure Saber Skill that was terrifying.
Chen Zong also found that the more people in blood-red armor there were, the more obvious the connection between them became. It was as if they were about to form a battle formation, which invisibly strengthened their power.
One easy, two easy, four easy. But Chen Zong also found that as the number of people increased, the pressure he faced increased.
The sixty-four men in blood-red armor were all killed by Chen Ye's sword. Chen Zong also felt a little tired.
His Body Refining Cultivation was suppressed, and his physical strength was not as good as before. In the face of so many opponents' fearless attacks, even if Chen Zong killed them all, it would not be easy for him.
Looking at the 128 men in blood-red armor, Chen Zong's face became more and more solemn.
Every man in blood-red armor exuded a shocking murderous aura. When the murderous aura gathered, it became more and more frightening, like a murderous storm.
One man in blood-red armor was Lone Wolf.
A group of men in blood-red armor was a pack of wolves.
Kill!
The 128 men in blood-red armor immediately drew their long sabers and charged forward in waves. The saber lights were dense and continuous, covering the sky and the sun. It was as if the long saber waves were rolling, and there was no gap to be seen. It was suffocating.
The shocking pressure swept over, making Chen Zong's body sink. For a moment, he felt as if he could not move.
Fight!
Using the Heavenly Wind Formless Body Technique to the extreme, he turned into a gust of wind and passed through the undetectable gaps between the saber lights. The Chen Ye slashed out with Chen Ye's sword and immediately killed two men in blood-red armor.
The Blood-dripping Realm, the Blood-dripping Wasteland, was a bloody battle that would not end until one of them died.
Kill, kill, kill!
Chen Zong felt his exhaustion increasing. His strength was constantly being consumed, and his recovery speed could not keep up.
When the last man in blood-red armor died under his sword, Chen Zong's breathing became rapid. He quickly circulated the Genesis Sword Origin Technique to constantly restore his consumed strength.
Unfortunately, his storage ring was sealed, and he could not take out any elixirs to restore his strength.
However, as long as he broke through this realm, his consumed strength would be restored.
256 men in blood-red armor appeared around him, densely surrounding him in a circle. Extremely terrifying and incomparably fierce murderous aura locked onto him, suddenly increasing the pressure on Chen Zong.
128 men in blood-red armor were already so difficult to kill. 256 men in blood-red armor would be even more difficult.
Chen Zong estimated that his Qi cultivation strength should be comparable to a One-Star Half-step Great Sage powerhouse. However, it was not easy to face so many strong enemies without fear of death.
However, the bloody battle was endless.
No matter what, he had to do his best to break through the fifth realm.
This was still not his limit.
Fight!
Bloody battle!
His strength was being consumed more and more, and his arm that was wielding the sword became more and more sore. There was a faint tingling sensation. Chen Zong knew that this was a symptom of overconsumption. He did not know how long it had been since he last had this symptom.
At the same time, there was a kind of excitement from the bottom of his heart.
He had not experienced this feeling of exhaustion to the point that his body was sore for many years.
One by one, the men in blood-red armor were killed by Chen Zong. However, Chen Zong still suffered some injuries as he tried his best to dodge.
However, the saber wounds on his body did not weaken Chen Zong. On the contrary, it seemed to have opened up the wildness in Chen Zong's heart. He released, wantonly, and wielded his sword.
Kill, kill, kill!
As if he had turned into a mad demon, his sword kept slashing.
There were fewer and fewer men in blood-red armor, but the saber wounds on Chen Zong's body were increasing. However, the light in his eyes was getting brighter.
The fierce battle was endless!
The bloody battle was endless!
Four long sabers slashed through the air, locking on to the east, west, north, and south. There seemed to be a connection between the four sabers, making Chen Zong unable to dodge at all.
At this point in the bloody battle, although he was excited, his body was very tired, and he did not have much strength left. In the face of these four saber attacks, Chen Zong wanted to dodge, but he felt powerless.
In the distance, the fifth saber light cut through the sky and was about to pierce him.
Dangerous!
This dangerous situation was not that the opponent was too strong, but that there were too many opponents. Under the situation where his strength was limited, he had fought until now. His strength was almost exhausted, and he himself had also suffered some injuries.
The Great Success Universal Flow Force Field broke out again, and it was also the last time.
Thousands of torrents rushed out in an instant, rushing in all directions. The Sunken Night Sword also slashed out again.
Kill!
The four saber lights paused, and four figures were killed in an instant. Chen Zong took a step forward, and his sword seemed to cut through the void, cutting through everything.
The saber and the sword collided in an instant. Chen Zong used the last of his strength to break the saber, and the trajectory of the saber deviated. Then, his long sword broke through the air.
The sword pierced through the head of the man in blood-red armor.
Kill!
After the Sunken Night Sword was pulled out, it fell directly. Chen Zong felt that his right arm seemed to have lost feeling, and he was exhausted.
Starting from one opponent, it became two, four, eight, and kept increasing until there were 256 opponents just now. Chen Zong fought continuously, and his strength was constantly consumed, and there was no elixir or time to recover.
At this point, his strength was completely exhausted, and his arms, especially the right arm that held the sword, seemed to have lost feeling.
Fortunately, no new opponents appeared. Otherwise, if there were more opponents, there would be a total of 512 people, and he was afraid that he would not be able to pass this realm.
With so many strong opponents, Chen Zong estimated that there were very few people who could pass this realm. After all, their cultivation was much higher than his, and their strength was not weak. They would cooperate with each other, and kill decisively and fearlessly.
Fortunately, he won.
In this battle, except for not using the power of the Lingwu, Chen Zong had done his best. After all, his body refining cultivation was directly sealed, and he could not use the doppelganger of Asura. In addition, although his divine thoughts were not affected, the Xiaoyu Divine Weapon was also sealed.
As a result, Chen Zong could only use the strength of the Qi Refinement Realm.
After passing through the fifth realm, the wasteland disappeared, and turned back into a gray chaos. Chen Zong felt traces of cool air quickly spread from all directions and entered his body. His exhausted strength was immediately recovered, and not long after, his strength was restored to its peak. His injuries were also healed, and there were no traces left.
Chen Zong could feel that the energy in his body had become even purer after recovering from the exhaustion. This was extremely rare.
After all, the purity of his strength was far superior to that of cultivators of the same level. If he wanted to continue purifying his strength, he would either have a great encounter or a breakthrough in his cultivation technique.
Now that he could purify his strength even more, it was naturally something worth celebrating.
"Chen Zong has passed through the fifth realm. Do you want to challenge the sixth realm?" The cold mechanical voice sounded again.
"Yes!" Chen Zong's tone was incomparably firm.
"The sixth realm, the Three Punishments Platform. The challenge begins."
As the voice fell, Chen Zong suddenly felt that his body was unable to move. Immediately after, a pitch-black chain, as thick as an arm, quickly slithered from left and right like a dragon or snake emerging from the abyss. It wrapped around his arms, then quickly coiled down along his shoulders, and continuously coiled around his body.
Then, gray pillars appeared on both sides of the chains. The other end of the chains was covered with lines. The lines looked like swords, axes, and hammers, and they emitted a shocking aura.
This was a high platform. This was a high platform used for execution. Chen Zong was locked in it, as if he was a prisoner waiting to be executed.
Power erupted!
Chen Zong's face suddenly sank because he realized that his strength had completely disappeared. Whether it was Body Refining, Qi Cultivation, or Divine Sense, all of his strength had disappeared. It was as if he had turned from a powerful Saint Realm cultivator into an ordinary person, waiting to be executed.
What was the test of this realm?
Chen Zong could not help but think quickly.
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