The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes
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第593章 异界邪魔
Upon learning that Lan Yi had actually arrived at Xujie realm, Brother Cheng did not want to stay there for another second. He just wanted to get to her as soon as possible.
The Xujie Realm was the birthplace of the Xuan tribe, who considered themselves descendants of gods. Although they were all cultivating Xuan strength, like the classification of immortal beings and demons above, various cultivation directions also appeared later.
As a result, they were divided into four main tribes: Xuan Gold, Xuan Silver, Xuan Black, and Xuan White.
Among them, the White Xuan tribe was less reluctant towards the fallen immortal beings.
Following their guidance, Brother Cheng flew in that direction.
The consumption of immortal strength was indeed quite large, but fortunately he had an abundant supply of elixirs. Just by itself, he had tens of thousands of bottles of a Ninth Grade Immortal Elixir.
If the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and the others knew of this supply, who knew they would let it go...
The Xujie Realm did not have a sect like the immortal realm. The tribal people of the four tribes originally gathered in their respective villages and towns to cultivate themselves.
After reaching adulthood, they can participate in the selection for entrance to their own tribal temple.
There, they could learn more advanced Xuan techniques.
After reaching a certain level, they can ascend to higher realms.
Right now, Brother Cheng is still a beginner and he still needs to form Xuan's soul within his body to be able to enter.
Only then could he absorb the boundless Xuan energy from the outside world to cultivate his Xuan soul, thus advancing his Xuan realm power.
And according to the introduction from the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and the others, there was a shortcut to form Xuan's soul.
Some villages and towns larger than the four tribes had Spirit Gathering Ponds, which helped beginners pour out their Xuan souls.
But they have no talent for it. Even though they had entered the Spirit Gathering Pool before, they still failed to form Xuan's soul.
It is also the greatest challenge to become an immortal.
Once they were also able to form Xuan souls, their cultivation speed would far exceed that of the locals.
After all, the previous cultivation experience existed; after understanding one method, you could understand all the methods.
Brother Cheng likes to take shortcuts like this.
However, as he flew out of the reach of this mountain range, there were suddenly dozens of young men and women appearing in front of him.
He saw them wearing beautiful light armor with hollow patterns, where its decorative meaning seemed to exceed its usefulness.
Brother Cheng sensed their strength and found no trace of immortal energy or spiritual power.
From the perspective of the immortal realm, they were just ordinary people.
But now, these people were also flying in the air.
Clearly, they were pure members of the Xuan tribe.
And from the small white pattern on their foreheads, it could be seen that they were members of the White Xuan tribe. Because in the end, this was a mark formed from cultivating the techniques of the White Xuan tribe.
"Hahaha, nice to meet a fellow member of the White Xuan tribe!" Brother Cheng greeted them without any distinct racial feelings and asked naturally, "Have any of you ever heard of someone named Lan Yi? Is he still in this world?"
This question almost left the White Xuan tribe's novice group before him dumbfounded.
They had guarded this place and had met several times with the group of immortals and demons in the valley. Each time, they were always in a hostile attitude, full of vengeance, and there was never a friendly exchange.
This was the first time an immortal was so friendly.
A tall and slender young lady with blue armor stood out from the crowd. Her beautiful face became more handsome. He stepped forward and twisted a strange weapon similar to a weaving wheel, which created a series of ice prisms that froze around him.
"Back!"
He looked at Brother Cheng with an unhidden enmity.
"Where to go back?"
Brother Cheng was still confused. Isn't it said that the White Xuan tribe isn't so reluctant towards immortals?
A male cultivator next to the woman coldly said, "You all foreign evil demons, don't overstep your limits!"
Other people also scolded him, "If you dare to step out of Yundian Mountain, it is the same as declaring war!"
"Back now!"
"Dare to invade our territory, you want to die!"
Brother Cheng was silent for a moment.
He has no choice. His communication with the Evil Sun Demon Emperor and the others was very short, and he couldn't possibly know all the details here.
The problem is, they can't do it.
The Evil Sun Demon Emperor had created a small world with weak immortal energy in that valley, enough to protect themselves.
The Xuan tribe's locals had attacked several times, but suffered heavy casualties and could only retreat to the outskirts to conduct surveillance.
And the immortal inside could not leave this mountain range either.
They did not have immortal elixirs or immortal potions for long endurance; the consumption of their immortal strength would affect their base and lifespan. So, they could only remain hidden within these mountains.
In the end, both sides achieved a strange balance that hung over.
The four tribes recognized this area as a region of 'foreign evil demons' and gave it a bad name - Mount Yundian.
The immortals here began to live lives alienated from the world, because there was nothing they needed in the outside world.
These young men and women were all elites of the White Xuan tribe temple.
Although both sides have lived in peace for millions of years, the memories of the invasion from billions of years ago are not so easily erased.
Each year, the four main temples will send a group of elites to monitor the 'foreign evil demons' on Mount Yundian, to prevent another invasion.
"The end of the chapter." For them, this is a very sacred task.
Their shoulders carry the fate of nature, don't they? The White Xuan Tribe was not so resisting, but compared to the other three tribes, they were unable to truly regard a divine being as their own.
Cheng Ge did not have the mood to engage with them; he was in a hurry to handle important affairs.
"Have you really never heard of Lan Yi?"
"I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Death, evil demon!"
(Late this chapter)
The group of temple followers who were carrying 'holy missions' from behind could no longer hold themselves back and took the initiative to attack Cheng Ge.
The expression of the woman in the lead changed as she immediately shouted, "Stop!"
He was not a fool; the mission of the temple was to observe, not kill.
The reason was simple: the divine beings within it exceeded the strength of the locals until their immortal energy was exhausted.
Attacking recklessly often means seeking death.
However, his shout was already too late; cheng Ge was already caught in the siege.
The Rainbow Splitting Sword trembled slightly as it collided with the first disciple.
Immediately after, Cheng Ge felt an unimaginable force.
The extremely concentrated strength of the fire element radiated greatly from his opponent's strange weapon. In terms of purity, it even approached the core of the fire element rule.
But its intensity weakened repeatedly!
At most, only at the level of the Golden Immortal.
This could not have happened in the Eternal Realm; even a quasi-emperor would have difficulty reaching such a pure level of fire element power.
Could this be the special effect produced by the Mysterious Power?
Clangs!
The two weapons collided in a close fight, but the Rainbow Splitting Sword in Jiang Zhanmen's hand did not unleash the power of the terrifying rules.
However, the temple disciple was thrown backwards.
There was nothing that could be done; the cultivation level of this brother spoke for himself.
Right now, he was filled with immortal energy, unlike the group inside that was like a dead cat.
Even if he could not use immortal souls and rules, it was still not something that ordinary Golden Immortals could shake.
Before the group of temple followers could shout in awe, the Rainbow Splitting Sword lightly spun in place. Without using much force, a large group of people were thrown in all directions.
Crash it!
The destroyed weapons fell to the ground.
This whole scene is like beating up a kid in kindergarten.
(Late this chapter)