2310: C2310 A Strong Wind Was Blowing

C2310 A Strong Wind Was Blowing

The wind blows.

"Big Brother..."

Woo Wuji looked at Hsiang Yang gloomily and called out to him carefully. He thought that Hsiang Yang was thinking about how to contact the grandmaster of this branch. If he could really contact the grandmaster of this branch... No matter what, Woo Wuji had to follow by his side. Perhaps, he would be able to obtain the guidance of that grandmaster. At that time, he would be truly rich.

He was very clear about what kind of legendary existence Hsiang Yang's bloodline was. In fact, he only needed to give him a casual guidance, and that would be enough.

In the eyes of others, Immortal Kings were high and mighty, but in the eyes of those high and mighty existences, they were like ants...

"What are you doing?"

Hsiang Yang looked at Woo Wuji angrily, "Tell me, why do they want me to be the master of this so-called Immortal Demon Battlefield? My cultivation base is so weak. What benefits does being the master of Immortal Demon Battlefield have to me? What benefits does it have to the heroic spirits of the Immortal Demon Battlefield? "

"Cough cough, this is because all of this was decided by the one from your bloodline." Woo Wuji said with a sigh.

Although he didn't know the reason behind all of this, in order to obtain the Hundun Heavenly Golden Rock that the Immortal King mentioned, he would make Hsiang Yang believe his words even if it meant lying to him.

"Bullsh * t! If you have the ability, go and contact the one from our bloodline. You have never seen him before, yet you are still comparing yourself with him."

Hsiang Yang couldn't help but sneer and said to Woo Wuji, "I say, Second Brother, I am your big brother. Don't lie to your big brother because of some small benefits. Otherwise, you will regret it in the future."

He recalled Woo Wuji's indifferent look at the beginning. Later, he winked at the heroic spirit of the Immortal King who was beating the drum. It was obvious that the two of them had reached some kind of beneficial relationship. Otherwise... Why would this guy suddenly become so passionate about whether he wanted to become the Immortal Demon Battlefield or not?

He sneered in his heart. This Woo Wuji deserved to be called a Martial King. He actually became a lobbyist for a small profit. This was truly shameless.

Of course, at this moment, Hsiang Yang would never think that it was a bad idea to let these heroic spirits leave Woo Wuji behind to accompany them in the beginning.

"Yes."

What Hsiang Yang didn't expect was that he only casually shouted at Woo Wuji. However, Woo Wuji's heart trembled after hearing it. He immediately agreed and didn't try to persuade Hsiang Yang anymore.

What he thought was that Hsiang Yang was the descendant of that bloodline. He was destined to reach the peak in the future. Furthermore, according to the description of this Peerless Immortal King Heroic Spirit... Hsiang Yang would still be the future master of Lord Of Chaotic World and Immortal Demon Battlefield. At this moment, he still didn't know that Hsiang Yang was the new master of the Chaotic World.

No matter what, in Woo Wuji's heart, Hsiang Yang was destined to become the pinnacle existence in the universe. If he lied to Hsiang Yang for the sake of a Hundun Heavenly Golden Rock, he might really be punished by Hsiang Yang in the future. This was not worth it. It was better to be Hsiang Yang's little brother obediently. If he couldn't meet the legendary figure of Hsiang Yang's bloodline, he would wait until Hsiang Yang grew up. He could give him a few casual pointers, and even if he didn't say anything, it would still bring him great benefits in the future.

In fact, he had been stuck in this realm for a long time now. In order to break through and become an Immortal Venerable, he needed more than just hard work and opportunities. Without the guidance of an upright expert, he might have reached such a level in his lifetime.

As the Martial Mad Bloodline, Woo Wuji was naturally a madman in cultivation. What he hoped the most was that he could reach the peak of his cultivation realm. However... He had to admit that it was impossible to reach the peak with his own ability. He needed the guidance of other powerful people.

"You have some skills. As expected of Lord Of Chaotic World and the master of Immortal Demon Battlefield."

When these Immortal King Level heroic spirits saw this, they secretly nodded their heads. Regarding Hsiang Yang, they still refused to believe him. He didn't mind, but said with a smile, "I didn't ask you to become the master of Immortal Demon Battlefield immediately. I'll wait for you to cultivate here for a while. Once your cultivation base has been raised to a satisfactory level, you can make your own choice. I believe that you will understand what kind of existence the master of Immortal Demon Battlefield is at that time. "

"What you mean is that I still need to stay in Immortal Demon Battlefield and cultivate. In other words, if I don't agree to refine Immortal Demon Battlefield immediately, you won't let me leave?"

Hsiang Yang's facial expression changed when he heard what this guy said. These guys were playing with him for real. If he didn't agree to it, they wouldn't let him leave. This was going to be a big problem.

"No, no. It's not that I won't let you leave, but the moment you entered Immortal Demon Battlefield. The Immortal Demon Battlefield had sealed all the passageways after sensing the arrival of its master. Unless you refine it, no one will be able to open the passageways of the Immortal Demon Battlefield and leave. "

The Immortal King Level heroic spirit said in a flat tone.

The meaning behind his words was very obvious. The current Hsiang Yang... Unless he agreed to refine the Immortal Demon Battlefield, he could only stay in the Immortal Demon Battlefield. No one would be able to leave this place. After all, these heroic spirits had been staying in the Immortal Demon Battlefield for an unknown period of time. Time had lost its meaning to them. They could afford to wait. He wasn't in a hurry. He really wasn't in a hurry at all. It seemed like Hsiang Yang's anxiety had nothing to do with him.

The Immortal King looked at Hsiang Yang with a leisurely smile on his face, although it was all true. It was true that the Immortal Demon Battlefield had closed itself after Hsiang Yang's arrival. Even if he couldn't open it, he was certain that Hsiang Yang would be in a state of extreme grief and indignation at that time. He felt like laughing, the future master of the Immortal Demon Battlefield. Interesting.

However, Hsiang Yang was stunned when he understood what he meant. He looked at this peerless Immortal King Level Heroic Spirit with grief and indignation, then looked at Woo Wuji who was standing beside him. He shouted at Woo Wuji, "Can you still bear it? They want to trap you and your disciple in this Immortal Demon Battlefield, why aren't you attacking?"

He wasn't strong enough to fight these Immortal King Level heroic spirits. Now, he could only place all of his hopes on Woo Wuji. He believed that with Woo Wuji's status as a peerless expert of the Immortal Realm's martial path, if he really unleashed his power... Even if he wasn't a match for so many Immortal Kings and heroic spirits, he could at least blast open the spatial passageway between the Immortal Demon Battlefield and the outside world. He would bring ___ along and leave this place.

"Big brother, I also want to leave, but the key to leaving lies with you. As long as you refuse to refine the Immortal Demon Battlefield, none of us will be able to leave. If I really fall out with them, I'm afraid I'll die even faster. " Woo Wuji looked at Hsiang Yang and said with a bitter smile.

At this moment, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart. In this way... He could be considered to have helped the other party. He wondered if the Hundun Heavenly Golden Rock that he promised him would still be given to him. En, his overbearing sword had been snatched away by Hsiang Yang. He still needed to refine another one. With the Hundun Heavenly Golden Rock, when that time came, he would become a Dao Immortal. It wouldn't be too shabby. That would be great.

"I finally understand. You are preparing to force me to submit together. Hehe, since that's the case, let me tell you, you are wrong. I refuse to refine this Immortal Demon Battlefield. Isn't that the same as leaving the Immortal Demon Battlefield? I don't believe that I can't leave this place."

Hsiang Yang sneered. This time, he had made up his mind. He would never give in like this.

Although his time was precious and if he could, he would like to leave right away. However, before he could figure out his relationship with Immortal Demon Battlefield, he would never refine all of this.

He had a feeling that there was an invisible giant hand controlling all of this. If he wanted to jump out of this situation, he would have to oppose the other party and not accept the other party's arrangement.

However, sometimes, he would think about whether all of this was arranged by his master. But after thinking about it, he felt that it wasn't very possible. His master had already gone somewhere to have fun, leaving him alone in the world without caring about him. How could he arrange all of this?

"Since you don't want to, then there's nothing we can do about it"

The heroic spirit of the Immortal King who was beating the Heavenly Drum sighed faintly and spoke to Hsiang Yang unhurriedly. " In that case, you should focus on your cultivation and think of a way to leave this place at the same time. If you can leave, I'm actually very happy as well. The truth is, your current strength is too weak. Only when you have truly grown to the Immortal Venerable realm can you barely match the status of the Chaos Master and the master of Immortal Demon Battlefield. Otherwise, how can you become an Immortal King if you haven't even reached the Great Luo Stage ? Or even the master of Immortal Venerables. How can you bring us back to the world? "

In the eyes of this Peerless Immortal King, Hsiang Yang was truly too weak.

Hsiang Yang knew that his strength must be too weak in front of these Immortal Kings. However... His cultivation time was too short. He was confident that he could give himself some time. It might not be that fast for him to climb to the peak of the Immortal Venerable realm. He could always become an Immortal Venerable...

As a human, no matter if it was cultivating or doing something, he still had dreams.

Hsiang Yang usually preferred to have dreams and whatnot.

"Stop dreaming." Hsiang Yang was still feeling unhappy in his heart, so he snorted coldly. He didn't want to waste any more time talking nonsense with the opposite party, but his figure flashed. He landed on the Immortal Demon Battlefield below, thinking to himself. He couldn't just follow their plan. This time... He had to be careful, and at the same time, he had to see if there was any way he could leave this place by himself.

"What a cute little guy."

Above him, the Immortal King laughed softly. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. After that, he shifted his gaze to Woo Wuji and said with a smile, "I believe that he will figure it out sooner or later."

"That's right. He will definitely figure it out." Woo Wuji nodded, feeling puzzled in his heart. Was it because of luck or was it because of bad luck that he was trapped in the Immortal Demon Battlefield? Fortunately, he wasn't in a hurry to bring his little disciple along to train.

At this moment, the Peerless Immortal King stared blankly at Hsiang Yang's departing figure. His back carried a desolate expression.

"The wind and clouds are about to rise, the heavens and earth are about to change. All living things will wither, and the final tribulation will arrive. Whether everything will return to chaos or rebirth will depend on him... "

Finally, after this Peerless Immortal King let out a long sigh, his voice carried a tinge of emotion. Before his voice could fade, he and the other Immortal King Level heroic spirits had already disappeared.

At the same time, the heroic spirits that were originally surrounding the scene also left. Since Hsiang Yang wasn't willing to refine the Immortal Demon Battlefield right now... Then... They could naturally wait slowly. They believed that this day wouldn't be too long. Sooner or later, Hsiang Yang would find them and refine the Immortal Demon Battlefield before leaving. At that time, it would be the day of their heroic spirit reappearing in the world.

Only Woo Wuji remained where he was. After carefully savoring the meaning of that immortal king heroic spirit's words, his expression changed greatly. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Could it be that the legends are true?"

"Master, what legend?" Woo Wuji's little disciple asked in a gloomy and puzzled manner.

"You are still young and don't understand these things. You will know when your cultivation base reaches my level in the future. However, I don't know if you can wait until your cultivation base reaches that level."

Woo Wuji sighed and flew downwards with his disciple. He said in a low voice, "Let's not talk about this for now. Go and cultivate yourself. Don't even think about meeting Master if you don't advance your cultivation base to the Immortal Realm."

Initially, Woo Wuji had brought his disciple along to train, but he didn't think that his disciple would have any great achievements. At this moment, he thought of the legendary ultimate tribulation that was about to descend. Looking at the appearance of the heroic spirits in Immortal Demon Battlefield, he realized that a chaotic world was about to descend. At that time, all the worlds in the universe might not be peaceful, but his little disciple would be so small. If he didn't grow up quickly, the outcome might be very cruel. He decided that he would be crueler to his little disciple so that he could grow quickly.

"Ah... Master, you are using your official business to take revenge for your personal grudge, you want to kill me..."

After Woo Wuji's disciple heard this, his facial expression changed instantly. He looked at his master in shock, only to find that his master had already disappeared without a trace.

"This, this is the cruel trial that senior brother talked about. I, I don't want it..."

Although most of the heroic spirits in the huge Immortal Demon Battlefield had dispersed, however, there were still some wandering souls who were looking at the little guy with gloomy eyes. It made the little guy's hair stand on end, and it kept screaming in pain. However, his screams didn't stop.

This was the cruelest trial in the Martial Mad Bloodline. Although he was only eight or nine years old, he had truly left Wu Limitless here, allowing his opponent to experience the cruelest training.0

If Hsiang Yang was here, he would feel that his growth had been following the path of his childhood. It was somewhat similar to the way the Martial Mad Bloodline nurtured their disciples. However... The Martial Mad was even crueler. It was worthy of the name of the Martial Mad Bloodline.

Of course, all of this had nothing to do with Hsiang Yang. Currently, he was walking on the land of Immortal Demon Battlefield.

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