The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes
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Chapter 602: Where Is the Unprecedented Genius
Cheng Ge originally wanted to calculate the appearance.
As it turns out, there are bets that require it to exceed 1600.
However, just two seconds later, he gave up on the plan.
Because the number has exceeded that ...
Many Xuan Spirits, like a blizzard swept by a strong wind, flooded the Specter of Death pattern.
It can't be counted.
Throughout the spirit summoning platform, a turbulent storm was brewing!
Jiang Cheng, in the middle of that storm, felt his Specter of Death grow rapidly, with his rank rising in succession.
Right now, his Mystic level of strength had already exceeded that of an ordinary human, entering the Mystic Extreme realm.
His script of death level also quickly passed through the level of wood that decayed into stone, iron, bronze, silver, gold, and other levels under the influence of the large number of Xuan Spirits.
The higher the level, the better the quality of his script, the purer his future strength, and the faster his cultivation speed would be.
You should know that He Lin's script was at bronze level, and had already received a lot of praise.
All that most people could obtain was the level of stone and iron.
But now, the gray pattern around Cheng Ge was sparkling with golden light, it had long since reached the golden level.
That Hall Master assassin from Mu Ling was shocked.
The ready-made servants and bodyguards were also shocked.
He Lin and the other cultivators were all shocked, disbelief clearly visible on their faces.
They could not see Cheng Ge's script, nor see his cultivation process, but they could see the countless Xuan Spirits brought about by the storm.
Even a servant forgot that the Hall Master was beside him, and could not help but whisper.
"What...what happened?"
Many people want to know what happened.
Even those who were guarding the spirit summoning room also wanted to ask.
They had already seen many spirit mounting scenes, but none were this intelligent and powerful.
Xuan Spirits originally hung high in the sky and were difficult to communicate.
The cultivator who got the script below had to fight for his life to take some.
Those with stronger talents could obtain some Xuan Spirits that were slowly descending.
But now ...
Is it still considered to go down slowly?
It was like rain, right?
There were at least tens of millions of Xuan Spirits on the spirit summoning platform!
How much have people absorbed in it now?
"Did he really absorb the Xuan Spirits inside there?"
"How could the script possibly absorb so many Xuan Spirits?"
"Is there a mistake?"
Many people could not help but speak up, they felt this scene was too absurd.
It was so absurd that they had even forgotten about the previous incident where Lei Gao was beaten.
Only Hall Master Mu Ling in the field knew what was going on.
There would be no such mistake in the spirit summoning room.
This situation only showed one possibility - the person inside had a high-quality Xuan Po, and his talent was simply too powerful.
Scripts formed from this type of Xuan Po had great appeal, thus attracting more Xuan Spirits to actively invest.
Just like him when he first came to put up a spirit, he also caused a sensation.
That time, his wood-type script gained over 70,000 Xuan Spirits, instantly reaching the silver level.
Since then, his wood strength had also grown smoothly, and he had finally become Hall Master Mu Ling.
But now, how many Xuan Spirits had people absorbed inside?
At least over a million, right?
The only person Hall Master Mu Ling had ever heard who absorbed millions of Xuan Spirits was the third Grand Hall Master of the Bai Xuan clan.
This guy had the best Xuan Po sky level event, and back then his script reached the gold level, and he ended up rising to the top layer in just 100,000 years.
He said he was now a super power in Emperor Xuan realm, and also the strongest person in Bai Xuan clan.
Is the person inside comparable to the third Grand Hall Master?
And again, the absorption process has not been completed?
In fact, Celestial Kings and quasi-emperors in the fairy world, during the entrance of the door, even if the quality of his Xuan Po was low, were, they can also absorb a large amount of Xuan Spirits in the stages of script formation and spirit installation.
The reason was simple, even though the rules of Xuan's strength and strength were different, many places were still interconnected.
They had cultivated the appropriate rules for hundreds of millions or even billions of years. This step is as easy as retraining a small amount.
Moreover, Cheng Ge had the best Sky-level Xuan Po incident, and he also practiced supreme techniques.
He had activated three favors in this step.
(Late Chapter)
The golden light around the gray mystic pattern slowly turned purple!
This was a quality of mystic pattern that had never appeared in the history of the White Mystic Clan, and since no one could achieve it, there was no record of it at all.
Also, the number of mystic spirits within it slowly became rare.
In the end, millions of mystic spirits were all absorbed by his mystical patterns.
It was only at this time that his spirit summoning ceremony finally came to an end.
(Late this chapter)
The spirit summoning platform did not instantly open, but it emitted a series of clear and melodious sounds by itself.
This was a sign of the appearance of an unrivalled genius, emitted by the spirit summoning platform itself.
Many people outside stood aghast, staring at the sky, not knowing what had happened for a moment.
They only sensed that the clear and melodious voice was emitting a mysterious attraction, making people captivated unknowingly.
Whoosh!
The light from the spirit summoning platform faded, and the people behind did not need to enter anymore.
All mystic spirits were absorbed by Cheng Ge, and instead of just absorbing mystic spirits, they could not even obtain attribute power.
They could only wait for the next update of the spirit summoning platform to have a chance.
Jiang Cheng's figure finally appeared again in front of everyone.
At first glance, he did not seem to change.
However, with a cautious feeling, one could only sense that his realm had reached the Peak of the Mystic realm.
He seems no different from anyone else.
But the faint presence of death was clearly revealed, giving off a deep feeling of oppression.
Even the guards who reached the Famous Mystical Realm felt an inseparable threat.
For a moment, the place became quiet.
The expressions of He Lin and the others became extremely unnatural.
They were not fools, and although they did not believe there would be anyone capable of absorbing millions of mystic spirits, they could see that he could not possibly be below 1,600.
And then they think about the bets that have just been made...
The view of the Wood Spirit Hall Ruler was also uncertain.
The talent of this fellow was definitely not inferior to the Third Hall Master!
If he could survive, it would greatly increase the strength of the White Mystical Clan and be a blessing to the entire tribe!
But he had just injured his own grandson, and they had formed enmity with each other.
If such a person lives...
"You are truly brave, not only did you injure my grandson, but you also dared to destroy the spirit summoning platform..."
For the sake of killing Jiang Cheng openly and honestly, he was willing to twist reality and make false accusations.
After all, no one else could see what had happened earlier.
However, his powerful woody mystic power had just increased when his words were cut off.
"Lord of Wood, hold it!"
"No one can take action against this man!"
"Where is the peerless genius who absorbed millions of mystic spirits?"
Everyone turned their heads in response to the voice and then knelt down in fear.
They saw a group of elderly figures hunting from a distance, some of them white-haired, and others looking uneasy.
The person leading them was a mid-aged beautiful woman with a white crown, emitting an aura stronger than the Wood Spirit Hall Master.
Who else if not the Great Lord of the White Mystic Clan?
(Late this chapter)