1765: C1765 Ancient War God's Idea

C1765 Ancient War God's Idea

The Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion.

In the outer court.

In Lin Fei's room.

At this moment.

Lin Fei was sitting cross-legged on his bed, cultivating his cultivation technique.

When he was at the Colosseum, he devoured Tai Meng's soul and turned it into spirit energy, which was absorbed by his dantian.

He planned to raise his cultivation level again.

One breath later.

The meridians in his body began to bulge.

Following that, he shouted, "Break!"

Immediately.

Lin Fei's martial level broke through from the 1st level of the Immortal Secret Realm to the 5th level.

"Lin boy, the higher your martial cultivation level is, the stronger I discover that my primordial spirit is as well." The ancient war god said excitedly.

The Ancient War God dreamed of a day when his primordial spirit was strong enough to break away from Lin Fei's body, possess another's body, and then be reborn.

He still had a sea of blood waiting for him to take his revenge.

He died because his brothers and women stabbed him in the back.

He dreamed about taking revenge on this debt of blood.

Unfortunately, after his fleshly body died, his primordial spirit attached itself to the Profound Spirit Sword and slept for hundreds of millions of years.

Fortunately, Lin Fei had obtained the Mysterious Spirit Sword. Otherwise, his primordial spirit would have continued to attach itself to the sword and fallen asleep.

"Ancient War God, what level of cultivators do you think I can kill now?" Lin Fei suppressed the excitement in his heart as he asked in a low voice.

"Without my power, you can kill a Transcending Mortality Level 1 cultivator. With my power, you can kill a cultivator in the fifth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage." The ancient war god replied with an emotionless voice.

"Good, this is great." Lin Fei's face revealed a brilliant smile.

One hour later.

All the people from the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion were gathered in the Azure Mountain's great hall.

The Azure Mountain's main hall could hold five hundred thousand cultivators.

This time, Cang Wuhen had gathered everyone to select four of the most outstanding disciples from the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion to participate in the Martial Competition.

"Lin Fei, Zang Hai Liang, Pan Rui, Pan Yi, this pavilion master has chosen these four outstanding disciples to participate in the Martial Competition five days from now. Do you have any objections?" Cang Wuhen shouted in a solemn voice.

Zang Hailiang was the last disciple of Great Elder Cang Han. He was a level two Heavenly Completion Stage cultivator.

Pan Rui was the last disciple of the Second Elder, Cang Feng.

Pan Huai was the last disciple of Third Elder Cang Ming. He was a level 1 Heavenly Completion Stage martial practitioner.

Originally, the remaining spot was given to the last disciple of Fourth Elder Cang Sheng, Cang Hai Sen.2

However, due to the fact that Lin Fei was stronger.

Therefore, Lin Fei had replaced Canghai Sen.

Canghai Sen was not the least bit dissatisfied with this.

What a joke, Lin Fei could even instantly kill a sixth level Heavenly Completion Stage Tai Meng.

How could he dare to snatch a spot with Lin Fei?

No one objected.

Therefore, in the end, the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion decided to send out Lin Fei, Cang Hai Liang, Pan Rui, and Pan Wei to participate in the martial arts competition five days later.

The martial arts competition of the four great pavilions was held every ten years.

The location was on the arena of the four great pavilions.

The rules were that the cultivators sent out by the various Gods Pavilion would only be able to determine the victor in the competition, not life and death.

However, there were also cases of them accidentally killing each other.

"Lin Fei, this pavilion master has great hopes for you. I hope that you can obtain the results of first place and win glory for the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion." Cang Wuhen walked in front of Lin Fei, patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

In the next few hundred years, no one from the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion had managed to obtain first place in the competition.

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