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4387: C4387 Zhan Wushuang

Author: Dugu Qiuzui Word Count: 7084 Updated: 2025-04-07 14:30:31

C4387 Zhan Wushuang

Gu Ling Feng looked at Long Yan and continued, "Long Yan, don't lie to me, because I am also a super dragon soul martial artist, I can feel that your dragon soul has surpassed the level of super dragon souls, maybe it is a higher level existence."

Long Yan thought for a moment, "Ling Feng, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but this matter is related to my privacy, so I can't tell you. Please don't take offense.

With regards to the Ancestral Divine Dragon Soul, Long Yan definitely could not talk about it, and his relationship with Long Shuo.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Gu Lingfeng, but once this matter was spread out, it would probably be of no benefit to him either.

Just like this, Long Yan and Gu Lingfeng chatted for a long time and became more familiar with each other. No one knew what would happen to them tomorrow.

Long Yan carried Long Ling, while the two of them looked ahead and waited.

In order to survive, for the dream in his heart, Long Yan was still full of passion and passion. Moreover, he would do his best to protect Long Ling and Jin Xuanmeng, the two most important women in his life.

Just like that, when the second day arrived, all the small platforms began to gather once again.

There were only three or two warriors on all the small platforms. They were no longer as noisy as before, because so many people had died, and no one was in a good mood. Moreover, after this transformation, the human race was destined to lose a lot of their strength.

Just when everyone was still in a state of panic, their platform crashed onto a large platform. Moreover, the platform this time was even larger, with no end in sight.

This huge platform must have been used to show the people how much more powerful the battle was. It was like a huge flat area.

Everyone had their own guesses. What would the ten divine gods announce this time?

While waiting, everyone saw the platform start to be shrouded in immortal fog, and immortals began to appear. There was also the divine chanting that could be heard but not heard, making people feel as if they were entering a grand banquet.

Those illusory celestial spirits seemed to celebrate, causing everyone's anxious mood to gradually relax and even become extremely tranquil.

Soon, everyone started to dance together, as if they couldn't help it. Long Yan tried his best to control his sanity as he tightly held onto Long Ling's arm.

When everyone was lost in the celestial mist, when the Buddhist chanting suddenly stopped and the celestial mist disappeared, they realized that they had unknowingly arrived on this endless platform.

Many martial artists could see each other, and they were all gathered together.

Long Yan and Long Ling were quickly searching for Jin Xuanmeng. No matter what happened, they had to find her first.

"Xiao Ling, since these martial artists are the first ones to survive, then Xuan Meng must be among them. Let's not miss this chance."

I believe Jin Xuanmeng is also looking for them right now.

One hundred and eighty-eight people could see a lot of people at a glance. Everyone was confused, just what were they supposed to do? What were the rules of this game?

Did that mean that this battle would be the end of it?

Everyone began to feel uneasy and began to worry again. Moreover, those who were able to survive were all at the level of absolute geniuses.

Although there weren't many people, the platform was still too big. It would be hard to find Jin Xuanmeng now.

They searched everywhere, and Long Yan even started to use his Divine Dragon Soul's power to sense. Under the Dragon Spirit's beautiful eyes, he looked around and his heart became anxious.

"Die, die. I don't care anymore. My brothers and sisters are all dead. My compatriots are all dead."

"Me too, this game of death is really not fun, why didn't you just directly kill us? You have to make these killing games. We are all descendants of the gods, yet our ancestors wanted to kill us."

The crowd began to express their dissatisfaction.

"Just who planned this game behind the scenes? Why did we have to do this? Then, are we going to kill each other after bringing all of us together?"

The atmosphere was very oppressive. Even the immortal souls within the immortal mist were unable to arouse the slightest bit of emotion. Some people's faces were already deathly pale; they didn't even know how they had endured through this day.

Everyone's hearts were beating uneasily. They could no longer withstand the cruel game of death from before. However, they had yet to announce what they would discover next. This kind of wait seemed to make them suffer even more.2

As time passed, everyone began to feel fear in their hearts. Some even hugged and cried together.

"Everyone, I believe that this death and slaughter game should be over. The Ancestral God that tested us has passed, and the people that remain are all absolute elites. We must definitely not have any more accidents.

One of the warriors said loudly. Although he didn't know what was going to happen next, he still had to comfort everyone.

"That's right, that's what I guessed, we are all elites among elites, we are fearless, we did not give up, and we even beat our own opponents, we are all the most outstanding, maybe after our group is chosen, we will all be focused on nurturing them, and become the future hope of the human race, maybe we will all be groomed to become gods in the future."

At this time, the martial artist was already excited. To be groomed by an ancestor of the gods to become a divine god in their stead, was that even possible? It was simply a fantasy, but was there anything better than this explanation?

To this day, no one had announced that the people who survived would receive any sort of reward or glory. This couldn't be. Since this game was being planned, there must be a reason behind it.

"What a group of naive and boring people …" Zhan Wushuang, who was one of the more influential super talents in the God's Cave, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zhan Wushuang was Zhan Tianxing's elder brother, and his strength also stepped into the early stage of the second stage of the Divine Tribulation. If he used the Divine Blood, his strength would reach the peak of the late second stage of the Martial Inversion realm.

There were also Gu Lingfeng and Long Yan from the Ancient Spirit God City. If they could reach the same level of strength, then there would be the East Peak Immortal Mountain Immortal Cave, the West Peak Immortal Cave, the North Peak God Mountain Immortal Cave, the South Peak Immortal Cave, and the God Cave of the Luo Fu Mountain. If they could reach the same level of power, then they would all be able to survive the first round of the Life and Death Battle.

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