C27 (2/2)
Nine Sword Heavenly Peak, that was the stage for the strong. If the weak were to enter, they would only end up being beaten.
Thus, in the Azure Martial Palace, unless one had a cultivation base at the 8th level of the Qi warrior level, no one would dare to set foot on the 9th Heavenly Sword Summit.
And on the Nine Sword Heavenly Peak, there was a very special place. That place was below the Wind Cloud Arena. It was a special arena, and not even the inner hall disciples were willing to step into it.
That was the life and death arena, and once you stepped onto it, it would signify life and death.
It was a place of life and death. Unless it was someone who had a huge grudge against him, he would not be willing to set foot there. Of course, there was an exception to this category of people, which was the combat maniacs.
The life and death arena was not just a place where life and death were determined in a simple sense. Similarly, as long as you paid enough contribution points, you would also be able to enter the arena to fight to the death with the Demonic Beasts raised by the Blue Martial Hall.
If he lost, he would die, and if he won, he would be able to obtain the demon beast cores. And the level of the demon beasts that the disciples of the Blue Martial Hall wanted to challenge could only be higher than theirs.
Every year, there would always be people challenging him, but there would always be only one result — death.
Three days later, in Gu Feng's room, the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was extremely dense and had a faint mist-like glow.
Around Gu Feng's body, an illusory black white Life and Death Qi blended with the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. And when this fusion had reached every degree, it would suddenly shrink down and enter Gu Feng's body.
A vigorous and powerful aura rose from his body, continuously rising. When it reached its peak, it suddenly disappeared.
Gu Feng's eyes abruptly opened, as a bright light flickered in them. The aura he exuded also grew many times stronger.
”After digesting the demonic beast corpses I absorbed a few days ago, I've finally advanced to the 8th level of the Astral Fate Realm.” A trace of a smile flashed across Gu Feng's eyes. The Life and Death Art was indeed powerful enough. In just a few short days, Gu Feng had once again exhausted his strength. With his current cultivation base at the 8th level of the Martial Fate Realm, none of the outer hall disciples would be a match for him. Even the person known as the number one in the outer hall, Ying An, was confident that he would be able to win.
Gu Feng took a deep breath and walked out of the room. It was currently the middle of the morning. The autumn sun was shining on his body, giving him a warm feeling.
”Trash, you're finally willing to come out.”
A voice sounded, ruining Gu Feng's good mood.
”Yi Yun.” Gu Feng's gaze turned over and saw Yi Yun, dozens of meters away with her arms crossed and her back facing him, looking very lazy.
After all, many people liked to train in their rooms, and the consequences would be grave if they were interrupted. Thus, this rule was very strict, and even if Yi Yun was the Vice Hall Master's son, he didn't dare to break it, so he waited outside for Gu Feng for two days.
Turning around, Yi Yun stared at Gu Feng with killing intent in his eyes. It was this bastard who had caused him to lose face in front of everyone. Even the news of him killing the demonic beasts in the beast cloaks had been spread to the inner hall. By now, both the Law Enforcing Elder Fang Hui and his father had found out. His father had taught him a good lesson. Of course, he couldn't avoid the punishment of the Hall of Enforcement.
He naturally blamed all of this on Gu Feng.