At Mt. Dingjun, the battle would determine the outcome of the battle. The Mystic Immortal Mid Stage was destined to fail. Without a Mystic Immortal Super King, no one would be able to deal with the three of them.
Ye Qinghan, Su Zhan, and the rest discussed for a moment and decided to push through all the stages, not giving the group of Big Boss Mountain time to change the rules.
Lin Wutian handed it over to the Beiling King. Lin Wutian didn't want to agree at first, but the Beiling King promised to let him help when Ye Qinghan passed the last three stages. The last three stages were the most difficult, and it would give the Beiling King enough time for Lin Wutian to improve quickly. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to cultivate the Ancient Dao Sword Technique, but it wouldn't be a problem for him to learn sword moves that were slightly inferior to it.
With Yan Yunbei following Luo Wuhen, Ye Qinghan had nothing to worry about. Ye Qinghan put away Sovereign Ye and rushed towards Spirit Central City with Su Zhan and Li Peize.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — — —
Whoosh!
Su Zhan and Li Peize had already entered the Mystic Immortal Realm and were flying high in the sky. Ye Qinghan, on the other hand, used the limit of Dao and shuttled through the mountains and ravines. He was more agile than a spirit monkey and more impactful than a wild wolf. Under his crazy acceleration, he could leap hundreds of meters with each step.
Every step was shocking. If Ye Qinghan fell off the cliff, he would die without a complete corpse.
At this moment, Ye Qinghan was completely crazy. He shuttled through the mountains and ravines, and he didn't lose out to the two Mystic Immortal Super Kings who were flying.
Ye Qinghan's speed was visually shocking. Luo Wuhen had perfectly projected his extreme speed into the various cities of the Undying Immortal World. His madness and savagery had conquered countless people. At this moment, countless people were cheering for him, and even more people subconsciously hoped that Ye Qinghan would win. There were also many people who went crazy and bet all their money on Ye Qinghan winning this hunting game.
At this moment, Luo Wuhen had a vague feeling that Ye Qinghan would win. He directly sent a message to Big Boss Mountain's father, Luo Longyin, "Dad, help me bet 53 billion on Ye Qinghan winning! This is my bottom line. "
Luo Wuhen himself had a total of 100 billion worth of assets. He had bet more than 40 billion on Ye Qinghan dying in the last three trials. But at this moment, he had bet all his remaining money on Ye Qinghan winning.
Luo Longyin rubbed his nose and secretly said, "I didn't expect you to go crazy as well. Isn't 53 billion yuan money?"
However, Luo Longyin didn't object. This was Luo Wuhen's own money, and he had the power to make this decision.
No one knew that Luo Wuhen had bet over 50 billion. If he won, then this time, Luo Wuhen's wealth would definitely be comparable to a nation.
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Yoooo — — —
Hahaha …
Su Zhan and Li Peize had started to play extreme shuttles as well. They didn't use the ability of flight at all as they dashed madly between the cliffs and swept through the various large and small passes. Even the mid level Mysterious Immortal Realm experts at the large passes were blasted flying. Not a single pass was able to obstruct Ye Qinghan's footsteps.
Each pass was separated by tens of thousands of miles or even hundreds of thousands of miles. Just the journey alone would take a few days. In addition, it would take at least seven to eight days to complete a pass. Adding on the time needed to rest, each pass would take an average of ten days.
One year later, Ye Qinghan had forcefully passed through 30 passes, including 10 large passes and 20 small passes. He had killed six mid level Mysterious Immortal Realm experts and heavily injured four. This was an extremely shocking number.
Ye Qinghan was already infinitely close to the early level of the Mysterious Immortal Realm. However, without the pressure of death, he was temporarily unable to successfully break through.
The Extreme Peak Mountain Master, Marquis Zun Long, and Marquis Tai Zun could no longer sit still. If Ye Qinghan were to break through the Northern God Continent, he would be able to fly freely in the sky. No one would be able to stop him from climbing the peak.
Hua!!
The projections on the Extreme Peak Mountain Master, Marquis Zun Long, Marquis Tai Zun, and Yin Jihuang had all left their projections.
In the Zun Long Marquis Manor, Marquis Zun Long directly ordered to mobilize the Revered Dragon Army's special forces to kill Ye Qinghan.
"Long Feng, follow my orders to mobilize a joint force of 300 people from the Revered Dragon Army's special forces to stop Ye Qinghan at the Immortal Slaying Abyss. You must leave him at the Immortal Slaying Abyss and let the joint force's captain, Liu Yang, personally lead the team. However, you cannot use the name of the Revered Dragon Army's special forces. Do you understand?" Marquis Zun Long said in a deep voice.
Long Feng hurriedly bowed and replied, "I will follow Marquis's orders. I will do it right away."
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The Extreme Peak Mountain Master personally came to the Extreme Peak Mountain Master's secret assassination academy and called out the previous generation's supreme assassin.
"Django, I have a mission for you. If you complete it, you can comprehend the Mu Wu Divine Book. If you fail, you will die there." The Extreme Peak Mountain Master looked down at the youth in front of him. He looked to be around 30 years old and his cultivation was at the initial stage of the Mystic Immortal Realm. Moreover, he was a veteran of the initial stage of the Mystic Immortal Realm. He was no longer on the Heaven Ranking because he belonged to the previous generation.
Tens of thousands of years ago, Django was an existence that struck fear in people's hearts. He killed people without batting an eye. He once slaughtered a mid-tier sect by himself, from the Mystic Immortal Realm's sect master and elders to the mortals. Corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowed like rivers. In three months, not a single one of the 30,000 disciples survived! The once powerful sect had been reduced to ruins.
Django's aura was restrained. His eyes flickered with star-like radiance as he looked at the Extreme Peak Mountain Master. He bowed slightly and said, "Mountain Master, what's the mission?"
Hua!!
The Extreme Peak Mountain Master directly brought Django to the projection outside the Extreme Peak Mountain. He pointed at the three people on the screen and said, "Kill that person at the Great Circle of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. As for the other two Mystic Immortals, if you can spare their lives, don't kill them. They are the Ancient Heavenly Emperor's men. If you have no other choice, just kill them together."
Django frowned as he looked at the projection. He said in surprise, "Mountain Master, if you want me to comprehend the Mu Wu Divine Book, just let me comprehend it. There's no need to use such a method to favor me, right?"
The Mu Wu Divine Book was one of the strongest ancient immortal technique manuals. It was definitely not any weaker than the Ancient Dao Sword Art. There were many profound immortal techniques in it. Each of them was enough to make the entire Undying Immortal World go crazy. Django had long wanted to cultivate it. However, the Extreme Peak Mountain Master had not allowed anyone else to comprehend it.
"Whether I'm favoring you or not, you'll know when you carry out the mission. This is a live broadcast of the Hunting Game. It's not a game. If he didn't do anything, he wouldn't have been able to pass 43 levels. Now that he's halfway through, I hope you can stop him within level 50," the Extreme Peak Mountain Master said coldly.
Django looked at the projection. This was not his first time watching the Hunting Game live broadcast. Very few people could pass level 50. As for those who succeeded, no one had appeared. Most of the super monsters died around level 30.
Ye Qinghan had already started to pass level 44. Seeing Ye Qinghan shuttling through the remote villages of the Northern Divine Region, Django's eyes flashed with a cold light. That gaze of hunting prey was indeed terrifying.
"These three people have killed six mid-tier Mystic Immortals. Moreover, their strength is increasing rapidly. The Hunting Game has become their stepping stone. I don't want you to become their stepping stone too," the Extreme Peak Mountain Master said coldly.
"Mountain Master, just send me to level 50. They will definitely stop at level 50," Django said confidently.
Whoosh — — —
Time and space were distorted. A teleportation gate was torn apart. Django stepped into the crack.
Django seemed to have traversed through time and space with a single step. He stepped into the Northern Divine Region from the Extreme Peak Mountain.
Level 50, Northern Mu Mountain Ridge. A vigorous figure appeared. It was Django. A big shot was indeed a big shot. Traversing mountains and rivers was as simple as eating.
Django waved his hand and summoned a five-foot Dragon Abyss Sword. With a wave of his hand, he carved a few words on the cliff of the Northern Mu Mountain Ridge.
"Ye Qinghan shall end here!"
His sword technique was swift and fierce. His killing intent soared. Judging by his sword, Django's strength was definitely at the top!
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