46: C46 The Competition

C46 The Competition

In the Ferocious Beast Forest, something major had happened. All the big sects were fighting amongst themselves. They couldn't come to an agreement, so they could only use their strength to talk.

It wasn't a chaotic battle, but a one on one duel. Each sect would choose the most outstanding disciples, and those who could win in the end would be able to obtain the Immortal God relics.

Now, this was the only way. There were many cultivators as witnesses. The sects that lost didn't dare to deny it, because they still needed to maintain their face.

Of course, other cultivators could also participate, but apart from a few fearless cultivators, almost no one dared to get involved in this matter. The opponent was an outstanding disciple of a famous sect in the world, so who was confident in winning?

If they really won by luck, it would be even worse, and it would be the same as provoking all the sects.

Only an idiot would do that.

Thousands of cultivators surrounded the three mountain peaks, watching the fierce battle between the disciples of the big sects below the valley.

A young cultivator wore a Profound Azure Armor. He held the Seven Stars Sword in his hand and drew a Taijitu in the air. Two rays of light shot out from the Taijitu. They were like two dancing dragons, one on the left and one on the right. Attack the opponent.

Looking at his magical equipment style, this cultivator was at least at the stage of breaking the camel's back. Only cultivators at the fasting stage could refine treasured armors.

His opponent was a young disciple of the Devil Sect. His black hair was like a cloud, fluttering in the wind. With a cold shout, another black devil lotus appeared in his hand. A ghostly shadow was hovering above it. A purple rune on his forehead suddenly lit up. A purple light shot out from the rune. It sank into the lotus. Suddenly, ghosts howled and dozens of evil spirits floated out from the black lotus. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws at the green-red light.

"Devil Sect's evil art." Someone cried out in shock. No matter who it was, no ordinary cultivator would have a favorable impression of the evil art.

It was a heaven defying cultivation technique. Ghosts were feared by mortals, but they were turned into soul weapons.

The two rays of green and red light intertwined with the evil ghost, and soon dissipated. However, the soul weapons did not decrease in the slightest, and they rushed towards the righteous disciples.

The Seven Star Sword shot out, and the evil ghost in front of it was pierced through. It danced in the air unceasingly, and the evil spirit's sharp claws swept out, but they were unable to withstand the sharp edge of the sword, and they were all slashed to pieces.

"Amitabha, good, good, good. The Seven Star Sword was extremely righteous and full of compassion. Expand all these evil spirits, I hope they can reincarnate soon." In Buddhism, there were people who were chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Hmph" Cold light shot out from the eyes of the Devil Sect disciples. The black lotus flew out and collided with the Seven Stars Sword.

The Seven Stars Sword was sent flying backwards, and a petal was slashed out from the black lotus. Both of them spat out blood. These were their magic treasures, and they were injured by the collision. Even they themselves were affected.

"They can't fight anymore. Victory and defeat have been decided." The two of them actually used all of their strength, and both sides suffered heavy losses.

In the Western Cult, a golden-haired youth wearing a white robe stood up. His opponent was a young monk from the Buddhist Sect.

"God of Light, please bestow me with strength, Heavenly Judgment." The golden-haired youth waved his hands, and a golden light filled the sky. This was a Yellow Rank Radiant Light. Elemental Magic Spell! During the fasting period, the Elementalist gathered the natural elements within his body, borrowing the power of the external elements. With the two combined, the Elemental Magic Spell's power was extremely great.

Tyrant chanted the Buddhist chant. Suddenly, both of his hands formed a Buddhist dharma seal, and a black Buddhist bead appeared in front of his chest. Buddhist scriptures kept shooting out from the dharma seal, merging with the Buddhist beads.

"Buddhist bead" He chanted the two words, and the Buddha beads immediately blossomed with a myriad of golden light, contrasting with the golden light on the other side. They originally represented the power of justice in this world, but at this moment, they wanted to fight for supremacy.

The golden light drowned everything, making it hard for people to open their eyes.

"Amitabha." The Buddhist proclamation sounded out from the light. It made a muffled groan with the help of the young Elementalist, and a blood-red light flashed.

After the light faded, a Buddhist bead flew back into the monk's hand. He smiled faintly and said, "Benefactor has lost."

"The Eastern Buddhist Dharma is indeed powerful." The young Elementalist also appeared. However, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He was hit by the Buddhist beads. He was no match for the monk.

The monk faintly smiled. He was a true expert. He had easily defeated a late stage fasting Elementalist, perhaps he had already cultivated to the Yuan Dan stage.

The Dao Gate, Devil Sect, Buddha Sect, and Western Sect all had different kinds of divine abilities and wondrous techniques. Today, all of them were displayed, causing the surrounding cultivators to stare with their mouths agape.

Cultivation treasures, Devil Sect's evil skills, angel divine abilities, god incantations, and Buddhism's true techniques. All of these could represent the most powerful strength of mortals in the world. No one would dare to deny their existence.

This was because many of these sects had many cultivators who had ascended to become gods.

A few cultivators who volunteered to participate in the battle retreated one after another. They finally knew that they were no match for them.2

In the valley, a disciple of the Angel Sect who had a pair of snow-white wings on his back was fighting a cultivator who was controlling a divine sword. Their figures were moving in the air without stopping. Divine light and treasures were colliding with each other.

Almost everyone's eyes didn't leave the scene. Except for the two of them.

"Little fox, listen to big sister, don't go near there. Otherwise, your cute fur will be burnt and it won't look good." Yixue was like a big sister, persuading the Rouxue from behind. Because the Rouxue was already standing near the Phoenix Divine Flame, its snow white body was illuminated by the fiery light. It was as if the sky was burning red.

"Chirp! Chirp!" The Rouxue acted as if it didn't hear Yixue's words. It jumped onto the head of Kurut from the Undead Clan and pointed at the flames.

"Extinguish! Hahaha!" The Soul Fire of the Undead Clan was jumping continuously. The light purple light seemed extremely strange and mysterious. It suddenly moved. It squatted down and quickly waved its hands.

It was actually digging.

Could it be that he wanted to dig a tunnel and dig in? Although the Undead Clan didn't seem to have a brain, they were pretty smart.

However, his movements were too slow. He couldn't dig a tunnel even at dawn.

"Puff!" The Rouxue fiercely hit Kurut's bald head with its claws. Only then did Kurut stop his movements and slowly stood up.

"Wheeze. Wheeze." The gourd let out a ghostly cry. Its two-meter tall body was incomparably agile. It jumped onto a large tree and then quickly jumped down.

Heavens! What it meant was to fly over.

"No, it will be discovered by the cultivators in the sky." Ruofeng jumped and pulled down the gourd. He pointed to the west side of the sky.

There were cultivators guarding there. If there were people approaching from the sky, they would immediately be discovered. The reason why no one noticed them was because there were still many ancient trees that hadn't been burned by the Divine Fire.

The Rouxue circled a few times on the spot before jumping around on the tree again.

"Could it be that you really want to go in and steal the Immortal God's relics? You..." Yixue opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief.

" What is stealing!? The Immortal God had no owner to begin with. " Immortal Capital's Loose Practitioner Gui Jianchou's hair was messy as he muttered in a low voice.

Yixue let out an 'oh' and turned her head to stare at Gui Jianchou. Gui Jianchou's face had turned red from being stared at.

"You're right." Yixue only smiled after a long time and said this.

Gui Jianchou was stunned in his heart. Damn, could she really be a fairy that descended to the mortal world?

"Little fox, wait." Ruofeng suddenly cried out in alarm. The Rouxue was waving its claws. Two rays of white light struck the divine fire, creating a huge hole.

It didn't even turn its head back as it drilled into the divine fire.

The hole was slowly shrinking. The two skeletons let out a strange cry and also drilled into the hole. Yixue looked at Ruofeng and went in without saying a word.

It was too late for Ruofeng to stop them. He could only sigh and follow them in.

Everyone went in. Why should I stay here? Therefore, Gui Jianchou also went in.

The white light disappeared, and the Divine Flame returned to its original form. It jumped violently, dancing like a fairy.

This chapter is over.

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