687 Beast King Island (2/2)

”How did you get a Ghost cultivation profound level weapon? Where did you get it?” Chu Yuan's expression was dark as he yelled loudly at Mo Wen.

Mo Wen's Ghost cultivation profound level weapon was a rare treasure. Logically speaking, most of the Ghost cultivation profound level weapons of the world came from the Ghost Lair. Ordinary people would find it hard to make such a Ghost cultivation profound level weapon and would not spend the effort to make such an object.

As such, the Cries of Hades Bell in Mo Wen's hand likely came from the Ghost Lair.

”You dirty dog. You really have a lot of questions. If you want to fight, then fight.” Mo Wen moved his finger slightly and a ray of golden light emerged from his Nine Yang finger which was pointed at Chu Yuan. The Nine Yang finger contained the Qi of Nine Yang and was very strong in Yang. It could cause great damage to a ghost immortal cultivator like Chu Yuan.

”You have taken a treasure from the Ghost Lair. I have to kill you.” Chu Yuan looked at Mo Wen coldly. A skull ceremonial staff appeared in his hand. It was a low-grade profound level weapon, and it had a terrifying aura.

He pointed the ceremonial staff in front of him and a shield formed by the gathering of white bones appeared before him. The Nine Yang fingers smashed onto the white bone shield and there was a dull clang. Black smoke spiraled from the white bone shield and a large crater appeared. Part of it had been melted by the heat of the Nine Yang fingers.

However, no one knew what kind of abilities the white bone shield possessed. The penetration abilities of the Nine Yang fingers were so strong, but it was unable to breach its defenses.

Then, just as the two were about to continue their fight, the Tower Spirit suddenly spoke. ”Congratulations, seven human warriors. You have completed the second task and will enter the third stage soon. At the same time, all of you will receive a top-grade Recovery light as a reward for getting through the second stage.” The Tower Spirit's voice had only just appeared when seven rays of light descended from above, shining onto the seven of them.

Mo Wen discovered that he could not walk out of the light that enclosed him within. He could only move around within the ray of light. It was not just him. Everyone else was in the same situation. They were all restrained within the light.

A ray of blue light appeared before each of them. The blue light was brilliant but was not crystalized. It was a top-grade Recovery light. The Tower Spirit would give them a reciprocal reward for each stage they got through. In both stages, the rewards were both top-grade Recovery lights.

After receiving this Recovery light, Mo Wen now had three top-grade Recovery lights, four top-grade Healing lights, and a superb-grade Healing light.

As for medium-grade light tools, Mo Wen did not care much for them anymore. They were things that he could obtain through killing Lord demonic beasts and he would not be in want of them in the future.

The space around them twisted. Then, everyone disappeared from the altar.

When Mo Wen reappeared, the scene before him had completely changed. Before him were verdant trees. The trees that surrounded him were all tall and great, and they extended into the high clouds. All the trees here were ancient. It was as if they had come to a primeval forest that had never been discovered by humans.

Mo Wen's nose twitched slightly. He discovered that there was a salty tang to the wind. It was the sea breeze! Mo Wen had a keen sense of observation with regards to his environment. He immediately noticed that there was wind everywhere. It was probably the sea breeze. Were they close to the sea?

Mo Wen was a little doubtful. He looked around, and then flew into the air. The gravity of this place was similar to the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension. Those with Golden Elixir Realm cultivations could fly.

Mo Wen flew up to a large tree that was several dozen meters high. He looked into the distance and realized that he could see a glimpse of the sea and the sky. It was a vast expanse of water.

Furthermore, he could see the environment that surrounded them. Mo Wen was now certain that he was on a primeval island in the middle of the sea. This island was neither large nor small, and was probably over ten thousand square kilometers.

Why had the Tower Spirit sent him to this island?

”The third task begins. You only have one task, and that is to survive. You have to survive on this island…” The voice of the Tower spirit rang in the air. Then, waves of information appeared in Mo Wen's mind. They were related to the task this time. Moments later, Mo Wen had received all the information the Tower Spirit sent to him.

”Surviving on this deserted island!” Mo Wen laughed bitterly. He had not expected the third task to be like this. It was too difficult. To survive! It was indeed to survive!

The island was called the Beast King Island, and there were beast kings on this island. Furthermore, all the demonic beasts on the island were beast kings. It was a perverse island where even the lowest-leveled beast was a beast king. It was also likely that there would be terrifying existences that were even more powerful than beast kings.

The seven human warriors had all been sent to this island and they only had one task: to survive. They had to survive on this island for one day and then they would succeed in the third task. There were only three tasks and as long as they could pass this, they would complete the double task. This meant that in the day that followed, they would all live on this island.

”This is too perverse!” Mo Wen scolded to himself. The island was filled with beast kings. This was as good as killing them!