85: C85 Beginning of Large Competition

C85 Beginning of Large Competition

This was a volcano.

Within the volcano, endless lava flowed.

Beneath the volcano, there was a town that was shaped like a sharp hammer.

This was the First-rate Sect of the Sky Dragon Continent, the Ironhammer Sect.

Although they called it a sect, it was more like a town. There were shadows of people wandering about the town, and from time to time, outsiders would come in and leave behind a job.

At this moment, in the center of the town, a burly man was kneeling on the ground. Countless people from the Iron Hammer Sect were walking on the road, looking at the burly man and pointing at him.

The big man had been on his knees for seven days.

"Sect Leader said that he can teach you how to forge equipment, so fold this Black Ice Iron a thousand times." A stocky man walked out and said as he looked at the man in front of the door.

Hearing the burly man's words, the surrounding people revealed a mocking expression.

What Sect Leader said was no less than refusing.

How could becoming an artificer be so simple? Which one of the Ironhammer Sect wasn't an existence at the Spiritual Commander Realm?

This youth didn't even have spirit fire, so what qualifications did he have to become a weapons craftsman?

Even if it was them, if they used spirit fire to roast it, it would still take a day to fold the Frost Iron once, not to mention this fellow who didn't even have spirit fire.

"Alright." The sturdy man stood up and nodded his head without any hesitation. Then, he took the Frost Iron and stepped onto the volcano.

There was no spirit fire, only ordinary flames that burned a little.

"Master, you're right. I won't let you down." The burly man's eyes were filled with a simple and honest look.

"… …"

"If I want to become a disciple of your sect, does anyone object?" In a sect, there was a hairy youth holding a rod with a face full of restraint.

In front of him, all of the youths fell to the ground.

Standing further away, all of the youths laughed as they watched this scene, pointing and talking.

"Sure, from today onwards, you are a disciple of our sect." A voice rang out from high up in the sky.

"Hahaha!" Finally a new disciple has entered our sect. " One by one, excited voices sounded.

It was as if demons were dancing wildly.

This was the place where everyone in the Sky Dragon Continent was terrified of.

"… …"

This was a deserted ancient land.

There was no one left in the ancient region. It was almost as if one could hear the wails of countless ghosts.

It was said that there was once a powerful sect in this ancient land. However, that sect had all disappeared overnight, leaving behind only this ancient land.

Today, this ancient land had become a place of ghosts.

Some people said that this ghost world had a formation that could destroy the sect and devour all those who entered. Others said that in this ancient land, there were countless powerful sects and vengeful spirits.

These vengeful spirits will devour all living beings.

Regardless of whether it was great formations or vengeful spirits, everyone treated this place as a forbidden area.

This was the result of countless explorations, where one life would disappear after another, forming a common understanding, where even the existence of the Spiritual King Stage would be damaged.

But today, a person had come.

This was a man with a frown on his face.

The man with a frown stepped into the ancient land.

"Wu wu wu!" As soon as the man stepped foot inside, countless wailing ghosts filled the air, and the ancient land began to turn incredibly sinister.

"I'm here to acknowledge a master." The man's voice spread through the ancient land.

However, this attracted even more howls from the ghosts.

Countless ghosts began to bite at the man.

"The world has changed greatly these days. Rumor has it that there is a way to save the world in Gu Sha … I've come to acknowledge you as my master!" the man called again.

All the ghosts disappeared at this moment.

"How do you know that?" An old voice sounded and an old man appeared in front of the man.

This was an old man with a benevolent look on his face. In front of this old man, everything seemed to become more obedient.

Even the wind had become quiet, as if it was afraid of bumping into the old man, but also afraid of hurting him.

"I read about it in ancient books." The man whispered.

"You dare to come here with just a book? Aren't you afraid that it's a fake, and that you'll die here? " The old man said.

With that said, the entire world became quiet, as if all the plants were waiting for the man's answer.

The old man looked at the man who had a frown on his face.

The man's face, however, didn't change at all.

Although I, Whitedemon, am not strong, I do not wish to see my life destroyed. Even if there is only a sliver of a chance, I will not give it up, and even if I were to be devoured by the specters, I have no regrets.

There was a trace of sadness on the gloomy face of the man, as if he was feeling pity for all the people in the world.

Seeing the change in the man's expression, the old man's eyes flickered as he looked into the void.

"Ten thousand years have passed. Gu Sha should be born soon."

The old man turned around and walked into the depths of the ancient land. The man behind him followed closely.

In this month, no one from the Sky Dragon Continent realized that there had been some changes.

One by one, men with the surname Bai entered the sects.

What's more, no one noticed that an invisible net had already opened up all of the Skydragon World, waiting for the moment to retract it.

"… …"

Lee Taibai returned to the Shifang Sect.

The current Shifang Sect had already become exceptionally strange.2

Above the core disciples, no one entered the Shifang Sect Market.

The outer and inner disciples, however, were basically all in Shifang Sect Market.

On this day.

The Shifang Sect Tournament had finally begun.

On this day, all the disciples will undergo the annual general exam. There is no distinction between the realms in this battle.

Everyone will fight.

In the Shifang Sect competition, it was usually the Elder who held the fort. But today, countless people were looking at the outer sect area.

There was a young man dressed in gray robes and wearing the clothes of an outer sect disciple, yet his strength was within the Level Nine Spirit Master.

Lee Taibai.

In a short period of time, Lee Taibai's strength was unmatched, and he became one of the strongest existences in the Shifang Sect.

And even more people were looking outside of the Shifang Sect. Everyone knew that Eldest Brother from the Shifang Sect was coming today.

This would be a collision between the Shifang Sect's older generation of geniuses and the new generation of geniuses.

it was as dazzling as ever, and similarly shocking the entire Shifang Sect.

However, compared to Lee Taibai's sudden rise in power, everyone understood even more clearly that Shifang Sect, Eldest Brother, had a higher chance of winning.

Ten years ago, Eldest Brother was the strongest existence in Shifang Sect, and after ten years, no one knew what degree of Shifang Sect Eldest Brother had reached.

However, from the news that came from their followers, everyone knew that the Shifang Sect, Eldest Brother, had caused a huge ruckus within the entire Sky Dragon Continent.

From the mouths of the core disciples and elders, everyone was more clear about the strength of Shifang Sect.

"Hmph, you people who followed Lee Taibai, today is the day you regret." All the core disciples looked at the outer and inner court disciples as they spoke.

However, their eyes were filled with jealousy. Many of these outer and inner disciples were stronger than them. Everyone knew that this was the effect of Lee Taibai's pill.

If not for the existence of Shifang Sect Eldest Brother, they would have long ago sided with Lee Taibai.

Everyone was waiting for the Shifang Sect and Eldest Brother's return. After cleaning out all the monsters and monsters, the pellets would definitely be the first to supply these unwavering followers.

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