Ominous Demon Wasteland, middle circle.
Duan Lingkong and two members of the Small Path Alliance teamed up and formed a small team to hunt ominous demons together.
As an independent cultivator, the reason why he was able to reach where he was today, surpassing the top geniuses of many major factions, was not only because of his own talent and potential, but also because he dared to take risks and deal with people. If he could avoid making enemies, he would avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, Duan Lingkong was very good at communicating and socializing with others.
This was something Chen Zong could not compare to.
The three of them were on par with each other in terms of strength. When they teamed up, their efficiency in hunting ominous demons greatly increased. This was also a common way for trial takers to increase their competitiveness.
After killing the two ominous demons, they received another 20 trial points.
"Soon, I'll be able to exchange for the third stage of the Ten Thousand Elephant True Technique." Duan Lingkong looked at his increased trial points and secretly rejoiced.
Currently, only by mastering the third stage of the Ten Thousand Elephant True Technique could one be considered an expert and become the main force. The second stage was still not enough.
Suddenly, a chill emerged from the depths of his heart. As soon as it appeared, it exploded like a flood breaking a dam. Duan Lingkong immediately looked back and saw a scene that almost made his eyes pop out of their sockets.
He saw a black stream of light shoot through the sky like an arrow leaving a bow. It was unbelievably fast as lightning.
One of the alliance members did not dodge in time and was hit in the head. With a bang, his head exploded like a vegetable.
Too fast!
This scene happened too quickly.
The second black stream of light shot through the sky and smashed the head of the other alliance member.
Duan Lingkong then realized that it was an arrow that smashed their heads. The pitch-black arrow exploded after hitting them.
Immediately after, Duan Lingkong felt that he had been locked onto by an extremely terrifying aura. That aura was cold and tyrannical as it madly charged at him. It unceasingly invaded his body like maggots that wanted to drill into his body and freeze everything within it.
Next, a fine beam of black light pierced through the air and shot into Duan Lingkong's body. However, it did not explode. Instead, it swam through Duan Lingkong's body, scattering all of his power.
"Low-class life form." The two figures approached, and one of them spoke with a low and gloomy voice that was filled with shocking cold killing intent. His eyes were dark to the extreme and contained an incomparably dense baleful aura.
"It's you!" Duan Lingkong recognized the other party. It was Mo Luoye of the Demonic Tribe.
As for the other one, he was also from the Devil Cultivator Race. He held a large black bow in his hand, and the person who shot his two allies and scattered his power should be this Devil Cultivator Race.
This Devil Cultivator had a slender and vigorous figure. His eyes were dark and sharp, as if they could pierce through everything.
"Bastard, I've found an opportunity. Even if you want to self-destruct now, it's impossible." Mo Luoye's eyes were extremely dark and cold as he stared at Duan Lingkong. His words were as sharp as a knife, as if they were cutting Duan Lingkong's body.
"Ha ha! It seems you are still holding a grudge against me for blowing myself up and causing you to die under Brother Chen's sword." Duan Lingkong did not show any fear. Instead, he smiled and said, "As for me, as a person, it's better to be more open-minded."
Seeing that his threat was not only ineffective, but was even mocked by the other party, Mo Luoye's mental state exploded. His anger erupted like a volcano.
A shocking aura surged and turned into a ball of black flames that burned endlessly. It was as if it wanted to burn everything to ashes.
Mo Luoye was about to attack and blast Duan Lingkong to smithereens.
"Mo Luoye." The bow-wielding Devil Cultivator suddenly spoke. His voice was as cold as ice. It was as if a basin of ice water had been poured over Mo Luoye's head. Mo Luoye immediately regained some rationality and slowly calmed down.
"Smash! I won't let you die so easily." Mo Luoye's voice was filled with blazing cold killing intent. He immediately attacked, sending out fist after fist that tore through the air and blasted towards Duan Lingkong's limbs, breaking them all.
With the enormous difference in strength and the fact that Duan Lingkong's power had been scattered and could not be gathered in a short period of time, Duan Lingkong was simply unable to resist Mo Luoye.
Soon, Duan Lingkong's power was crippled. His limbs were broken, and even his tongue was pulled out. However, he did not die. That was because Mo Luoye's goal was not to kill Duan Lingkong.
Mo Luoye and the bow-wielding Devil Cultivator lifted the nearly crippled Duan Lingkong and immediately rushed towards the camp. In the end, they stopped in front of the mottled ancient stone bridge outside the camp. They threw Duan Lingkong to the ground and forced him to kneel in an extremely humiliating position.
Duan Lingkong was powerless to resist, powerless to struggle, and unable to commit suicide. He could only kneel like this, tears of blood flowing from his eyes.
Some people were returning to the camp, while others were leaving. They all passed by the stone bridge and saw this scene.
"What is going on?"
"Who is that?"
The people who passed by were all shocked when they saw Duan Lingkong.
Beside Duan Lingkong stood a figure. It was the Devil Cultivator Mo Luoye. As for the bow-wielding Devil Cultivator, he was nowhere to be seen. No one knew where he went.
"Tell that lowly trash by the name of Chen Zong that I will give him three days. After three days, he is to take out ten thousand trial points to redeem him. Otherwise, his trash friend will continue to kneel here." Mo Luoye's voice was filled with malice. There was a hint of madness in it. "Rest assured, I will not let that trash die."
Hearing his words, everyone was horrified. An indescribable chill surged through their bodies.
Beating him into a crippled state and forcing him to kneel here for the passersby to see was a humiliation, an extreme humiliation. Furthermore, Mo Luoye was not letting him die. This was even more humiliating than killing him several times.
Duan Lingkong wanted to say something. However, he was unable to say anything. His power had been crippled, his tongue had been pulled out, and he was unable to speak. His limbs had been broken, and he was unable to move. He continued to kneel.
Furthermore, he wanted Chen Zong to gather ten thousand trial points in three days to redeem Duan Lingkong. That was simply impossible.
Ten thousand trial points. How much was that?
That was the amount required to reach the fourth layer of the Ten Thousand Elephant True Technique. To most people, that was a shocking amount.
…
There were many people in a huge palace. Every one of them was emitting a shocking and terrifying aura.
A huge wall had turned into a light mirror. It was reflecting the scene in the training camp. Even the sounds were extremely clear.
"Blackwing Darkwing, isn't the behavior of your clan's younger generation too excessive?" A human expert frowned and looked at a demonic expert opposite him. His tone was filled with dissatisfaction.
"Haha, the weak are prey to the strong. The law of the universe is that the strong dominate everything. The weak can only passively accept it. Lin Ming, if you want to blame someone, you can only blame your human clan for being too weak." The demonic expert who was called out immediately laughed loudly. His tone was extremely domineering. An extremely terrifying aura surrounded him. It was like a black hole that wanted to devour everything.
Not only was this demonic expert not dissatisfied with the cruel actions of his own clansmen, but he was also very supportive and proud.
Aside from the human clan and demonic race, there were also experts from other clans in the palace.
"Alright, you are not allowed to interfere with anything that happens in the training camp. Just watch with peace of mind." The silver-haired man sitting at the head spoke. His voice seemed to contain traces of coldness. However, it also sounded somewhat gentle. It was very strange.
Indeed, the outside world was not allowed to interfere with anything that happened in the training camp. They could only watch.
Hence, no matter what happened in the training camp, they could only watch.
…
"Xiu!" It was the sound of wind being torn apart. A black figure immediately flew over and approached Mo Luoye. A blood-red saber light instantly blossomed with a shocking light. It streaked across the sky, tearing apart everything as it slashed towards Mo Luoye mercilessly.
It was the War Demon.
They came from the same void. It would have been fine if they did not see it. However, since they saw it, they would not sit by and do nothing.
Mo Luoye's expression immediately changed. The saber slash that split the sky contained an extreme killing intent. That killing intent materialized and rushed towards Mo Luoye. It was like a blood-red crescent moon that wanted to cut Mo Luoye in half.
At this critical moment, Mo Luoye reacted quickly. He did not dodge. Instead, he threw a punch.
This punch contained the power of darkness and fire. It was extremely powerful and domineering.
The fist collided with the saber light. In an instant, the saber light was shattered. The body of the War Demon was also struck and shattered. However, that was only an afterimage.
In a flash, the War Demon used a mysterious method to bypass that punch and approached Mo Luoye. It slashed out again with an even stronger killing intent and even more powerful power.
Slash! Slash!
With every slash of the saber, the aura of the War Demon continued to condense and grow stronger.
Battle Intent!
Astonishing Battle Intent!
However, Mo Luoye's strength was also very strong. He did not dodge at all. Instead, he threw out a series of punches. Every punch contained an extremely terrifying power. It shattered the saber light like it could shatter a mountain. Then, it blasted towards the War Demon.
Collision!
The frenzied collision stirred up a terrifying storm of energy that swept out in all directions, wreaking havoc everywhere.
"Who is this person?"
"A lowly life form can actually fight Mo Luoye to such an extent."
The spectators in the distance were all astonished.
The difference in life form between a third-rank void creature and a first-rank void creature was very obvious. It was almost insurmountable. At the same level of strength, a third-rank void creature could not possibly be a match for a first-rank void creature.
Previously, Chen Zong had appeared and defeated Mo Luoye. Now, a masked man had appeared and could actually fight Mo Luoye endlessly. He was not at a disadvantage at all.
A third-rank void creature could already do this when they were alive. Moreover, this masked man seemed to be from the same void as Chen Zong.
Mo Luoye himself was also extremely shocked. It was one low-level life form, and now, another one had appeared. The power contained within the long saber was extremely frightening and domineering. There was also an indescribable madness about it that had completely blocked him.
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