C68 (1/2)

The instant the water rippled, Zhou Qing's eyes grew dim. Soon after, another world appeared before him.

This small world was completely different from the Ten Thousand Devil Cave. It was filled with spirit energy, making people feel extremely comfortable.

The mountain range stretched as far as the eye could see. Directly in front of them was a lush and verdant forest that connected with the sky and gave off an emerald hue.

This was the Xumi Temple!

Not far away, there was a clamor. Zhou Qing turned his head to look. The few dozen disciples that came earlier were all gathered there, and were curiously looking around at this strange world.

Standing in front of the crowd was an elderly man who did not need to close his eyes. He was the elder of the Mysterious Sky Sect who was in charge of supporting them.

Seeing Zhou Qing walk in, everyone's gaze also focused on him.

Jealousy, greed, disdain, fear … There were dozens of pairs of eyes looking at him, full of meaning.

”Brother Song, come here!”

Yuwen Jie was also in the crowd and waved his hand.

Zhou Qing's expression was calm as he completely ignored them. He walked up to Zhou Qing's side.

”Brother Song, I'm afraid you are in big trouble …” ”Why don't you come with me? They wouldn't dare to touch you.”

Yuwen Jie's eyes slightly moved. He glanced at his surroundings and then said in a low voice with a somewhat serious expression.

”It's fine.”

Zhou Qing shook his head, a sneer on his face.

In fact, he was currently very poor. Other than some Soul Concentrating Pills that he needed for cultivation and the Spirit Grasses he had gathered in the Ten Thousand Devil Cave, he could be said to be completely poor.

On the contrary, these immortal disciples were representing their sects to participate in the competition. They would definitely have a lot of good things on them, and each one of them would be extremely rich.

In the eyes of these people, Zhou Qing was a huge treasure trove.

Little did he know that in Zhou Qing's eyes, they were just walking money trees!

If there really was such an ignorant ”money tree” that voluntarily delivered it to his doorstep, Zhou Qing wouldn't mind having a few more treasures …

Seeing the meaningful sneer on Zhou Qing's face, Yuwen Jie was startled for a moment. Then, he quickly guessed what Zhou Qing was thinking. A surprised look flashed through his eyes.

”It's too similar, too similar …”

He murmured in his heart.

Half an incense stick of time later, the last of the Immortal Gate disciples entered the Sumeru Realm. All participants had arrived.

At the same time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the crowd.

”In eight days, the Sumeru Realm will open once more.”

”In this period of time, your mission is to cross the entire spatial realm, arrive at the end, and then use all your strength to climb the stone stairs.”

The old man's voice was indifferent as his gaze swept across everyone.

”Remember, your goal in entering the Xumi Domain is to compete, not to fight. This old man wishes you all to remember the rules of this competition and not to have unnecessary battles.”

There was no need for the old man to stop talking as he flew towards the barrier wall.

Silence.

The instant the light lit up, the barrier rippled.

In the void, the old man's figure gradually faded until he completely disappeared.

The tense atmosphere quietly spread out the moment he disappeared.

Swish!

Suddenly, the sound of a blade piercing through the air rang out. A Coldblade Dock elite disciple with short hair suddenly revealed a hideous expression on his face as the curved blade in his hand suddenly slashed out.

Pfft.

Without any warning, he chopped off a female cultivator's right arm!

This Cold Knife Dock elite disciple's movements were extremely fast. He grabbed the severed arm in one go, and after taking off his storage ring, he unhesitatingly rushed out, flying towards the Savage Green Forest in front of him!

”Zhao Xing!”

Fresh blood splattered everywhere. The female cultivator clutched at her severed arm, her miserable shrieks making one's scalp tingle.

This sudden and bloody scene stunned many of the Immortal Gate disciples present, but they quickly reacted.

The cultivators that entered this Xumi World were all Heaven's Pride from their respective immortal sects, and they only had a few good things with them.

Zhao Xing was clearly a ruthless, savage person. He had realized this a long time ago, so he didn't need the old man to leave.

The rules of the competition had only mentioned that people's lives were not allowed in the Sumeru Realm. However, they hadn't said they couldn't steal treasures!

Moreover, when cultivators fought, it was normal for accidents to happen. Even if they killed someone and refused to admit it, what could those sects do?

Rules were only used to protect the weak. In the eyes of the strong, there were no rules!

The female cultivator's heart-wrenching screams were like that of evil ghosts, causing people to panic, but it also constantly evoked the evil thoughts that were lurking in the hearts of these Immortal Sect disciples.

Zhao Xing's move was like a spark igniting the prairie!

Boom!

The calmness was quickly broken as streams of violent auras rose up, instantly turning the place into a mess.

Many people followed Zhao Xing's example and took action against the defenseless people around them. They wanted to seize this opportunity to gain some benefits.

There were also many people who had formed a group beforehand. At this moment, three to five people were gathered together, forming a small group that fought against the others.

However, those people from the four great families did not dare to provoke them.

”I'll see you at the stone stairs.”

Zhou Qing glanced over the chaos and casually said a few words. Without waiting for Yuwen Jie's reply, he stomped his foot and rushed towards Gu Lin.

As he watched Zhou Qing's rapidly disappearing figure, Yuwen Jie wanted to say something, but he hesitated. After a moment, he shook his head and also rushed forward.

At the same time, high up in the skies of the Xumi Temple.

The old man who did not need to step on the air to hide himself in the clouds had another skinny old man standing beside him.

The old man didn't need to lower his head to look at the chaos below his feet. His face was ashen, and fury appeared in his eyes.