"The first level is actually very simple. As long as you don't make mistakes, almost everyone can pass it," said Huanglong Zhenren. He had been injured before and swallowed the Jade Pure Essence Pill. He also rested in a state of semi-consciousness for a while, relying on his tough physique. Now he has recovered some of his strength."
Chi Jingzi had already gone in long ago, and Yang Jian had been guarding him. Seeing that he was fine, he went in to take the challenge. Now with no acquaintances around, Huanglong could only chat with Jiziya.
Old Jiang dare not go at all. When he participated in the God Affirmation War, he had the rod of destruction, Xinghuang flag, sword of annihilation and flying knife in his hand, as well as his mount Siyiyang. It was said that he was armed to the teeth at that time. Now he has nothing. Let him take the challenge? Does he want to die?
Just by watching Deng ChanYu, Duobao, Zhenyuanzi and the others shamelessly seizing the treasure, he knew that it was a big deal. He guessed it must involve some kind of precious object. Old Jiang had a good understanding in his heart and decided not to go up to make a fool of himself with his meager abilities.
I have bled for the Primordial Chaos and sold my life for the Heavenly Court.
Old Jiang, as a standard tool man, clearly realized that his time had passed and the current events had nothing to do with him.
Even if everyone is mobilized, it should be the idlers and slackers among the immortals who should go first.
The Primordial Chaos has plenty of immortals. There's no need for him to deal with chaotic demons.
He still remembered Shen Gongpiao's warning, always feeling that something bad was going to happen. While listening to Huanglong narrate the process of passing the challenge, he glanced around with his peripheral vision.
Huanglong's social circle is small; previously, he could only chat with Yang Jian. In reality, Yang Jian has his own judgment and is unwilling to listen to him chatter on, often appearing very impatient.
Huanglong, who rarely meets an audience, started to chat without considering whether Ji Ziya could understand him. He just kept on talking without stopping.
Soon, Nezha also came out. He was injured and half of his arm was black, darker than charcoal.
After taking several detoxification pills, he was able to expel a black aura mixed with blood from his body.
Huanglong asked, "Uncle, who was the enemy you encountered in the first level?"
"A? Me? Hahahaha——" Nezha only laughed and did not say who the enemy he encountered was.
Could he say it? He encountered the illusory Li Jing in the first level.
Good grief! He unleashed all the anger he had been bottling up, which was truly a nameless fire, beating his own father fiercely. He even broke Li Jing's nose. After feeling so happy, he continued to beat and laugh at the same time. Due to underestimating his opponent in the second level, he was injured by a big sorcerer who was skilled in using blow darts. Although he narrowly won the second level, he failed to pass the third level. Originally, with his super strong combat ability, he could have challenged levels directly. The first three levels were not difficult for him because of his extreme filial piety.
"Who did Master meet as an enemy?" He didn't answer but asked in return.
Huanglong was overjoyed and said, "I encountered an old ancestor of the dragon race, but he was not good at fighting. The first level was really too easy. Ziya, you should also try it."
Ji Ziya "hehe"ed twice, feigned a nodding as if pondering on Master's advice seriously. In fact, he neither said yes nor no.
In the trial scene.
Deng ChanYu doesn't think it's easy at all.
This trial scene is obviously determined by individual cultivation level. Unless your realm is higher than PingXin Niangniang's, and you directly seize control of this place, otherwise you have to follow the script of others.
This trial arena measures Deng ChanYu's strength not by the Dao fruit of the mystical sect, but by her own true combat power.
This also has the characteristics of the tribe of Wizards. The fist speaks the truth, I beat you, I have the right. Why bother with so much nonsense.
The Dao fruit is not very recognized by the tribe of Wizards. It's mysterious every day, what junk is it? It's just making things up! But under someone else's roof, one must bow their head and accept Hónghuán's jurisdiction, then they must listen to Hónghuán. The old dēng says what it is.
In reality, the Wizards still consider individual combat ability to be the top standard. I don't care how you guys are on the outside, but in the underworld, things must be done according to this standard.
In the ancient times, there was no such thing as quasi-saints, everyone was a Golden Immortal of the Grand Realm. The difference lies in some just entered this stage, while others have already walked very far away.
Deng ChanYu cannot be measured by the current standards of the immortals in the Primordial Chaos. Her quality of power has always been high, and over the past five years, she has continuously cultivated with merit and the pure spiritual essence of Mount Kunlun, which has also greatly enhanced her quantity of power.
The individual Dao fruit has just reached the late stage of the Grand Immortal. However, in other aspects, such as power, consciousness, mental focus, cultivation of the true meaning, and Dao marks, all of them have exceeded the level of a quasi-saint who killed one corpse and are not far from killing two corpses. When she reaches the true meaning stage of the Primordial Chaos, her foundation will be incredibly solid, which is the basic condition for attacking Primordial True Immortal.
The enemy arranged by PingXin Niangniang for Deng ChanYu is much stronger than the others.
Facing a whole army with one person, Deng ChanYu showed no fear. She took out the Fenghuang staff, drew it towards the direction of the enemies, and then lightly swiped it.
The warriors of the Zhu Rong tribe shouted in alarm, as their tattoos stored with flame, the seeds of flame stored in their eyes, ears, mouths, and nose, as well as the fire spirit within their vital energy all went out of control. The fire dragons used as mounts also mourned aloud. All things related to fire were controlled by Deng ChanYu in reverse. With a pointing finger of the Fenghuang staff towards the front, a flood of red curtain rose up to a height of ten thousand feet and rolled back in unison.
Zhu Rong Xuying was enraged, his snake-beard flag raised, looking very upset.
Deng ChanYu showed no intention of talking. With a flip of her palm, she completely severed Zhu Rong Xuying's control over the flames. All the flames fell under her control. Resistance was futile, and soon, over ten thousand warriors of the Zhu Rong tribe were engulfed by the sea of flames.
In less than three breaths, Deng ChanYu cleaned up the scene.
The strengths and weaknesses of these forefathers and great sorcerers are equally obvious. If they have the bloodline power of their ancestors, they will be very strong. If not, they will not work.
If Zhu Rong were alive, with the body of a forefather sorcerer and the pure blood of a forefather, Deng ChanYu would not have been so easy to seize control of the flames he controlled.
Now let's put everything aside.
Without the restraint of Zhu Rong Xuying, the remaining troops and fire dragons were much easier to deal with. It's a piece of cake for a high-level realm to beat a low-level one.
These warriors of the Zhu Rong tribe are stronger than the celestial soldiers and generals, but they are still of little use to her. The difference might just be that they lasted an extra breath of time? She hasn't burned any celestial soldiers and generals, so she doesn't have the right to speak.
The fire sea dispersed quickly, and a new path appeared.
Deng ChanYu did not hesitate and used the skill of transforming into a rainbow to save time.
The guardian of the second level is a familiar person, or rather a familiar demon.
After seeing the enemy's appearance, she was utterly speechless: "No matter from which time point you calculate, we are all in the same camp! You come to help the tribe of Wizards to deal with me, won't your conscience hurt? Do you remember? I bestowed an official position on you, Left Route ZhiZhiassador, a very big position!"
