“Boom!”
“Boom!”
In a certain area of the Plane Battlefield, two Rank-Yellow warriors with strength no less than seventh or eighth grade Wuhuang were condensing various techniques, bombarding the dust-filled area below in a frenzy.
Shortly.
The two stopped.
“Big Brother.”
The shorter warrior said: “That arrogant fellow has probably been bombarded until not even a hair remains.”
The one called Big Brother sneered coldly: “Wasn’t living well enough? Had to come here seeking death.”
The two brothers were originally searching for opportunities in the Plane Battlefield when suddenly someone flew over and provoked them in various death-seeking ways, thus leading to the frenzied bombardment just now.
“Hey.”
Suddenly, a voice came from the dust-filled area: “Don’t celebrate too early.”
Hearing this, the smiles on the two warriors’ faces instantly froze.
“Whoosh—”
A gust of wind blew, and the dust immediately dispersed.
Xiao Zuiji, wearing the True Yang Set, stood proudly in place, his eyes showing a trace of disappointment.
He had thought these two warriors would be very strong, but standing and letting them bombard him hadn’t brought any substantial threat. He hadn’t even bothered using the Linghuang Shield.
“Big Brother… he’s completely fine!”
“How is this possible!”
“Boom!”
Xiao Zuiji stomped his foot. The ground shattered as he shot up like a cannonball.
“Whoosh whoosh—”
The Great Wilderness Body erupted, an aura thick and heavy as a mountain instantly spreading out.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
After omitting several hundred words of battle, the two warriors from Chimei Continent lay in a deep pit with crooked mouths and askew eyes.
Xiao Zuiji suspended in midair, rather disappointed: “Still need to find higher-level warriors to fight.”
“Junior Brother Ye.”
He looked back toward the distance: “Let’s go.”
Ye Xingchen, standing in the firmament with folded arms, said indifferently: “Dealing with this kind of trash, you actually used dozens of moves to finish them.”
“…”
Xiao Zuiji could actually have resolved his opponents faster, but this trip from the outpost was for training purposes, so he hoped to fight a bit longer.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The two flew away from this area and continued searching for targets.
Before long, they encountered a five-person team. Xiao Zuiji was about to continue provoking when he heard Ye Xingchen say: “Leave them to me.”
“Alright.”
“Whoosh—”
Ye Xingchen flew over, blocking the five people’s path, and said indifferently: “A bunch of trash!”
If it were Xiao Zuiji, he might have wasted considerable words provoking before successfully enraging the targets. The aloof Ye Di only needed four words plus his arrogant demeanor to instantly max out the taunt value.
“Seeking death!”
“Chop him up!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
In an instant, energy erupted in this area, but it was also as brief as blooming fireworks. Because when Ye Xingchen appeared behind them and sheathed the True Yang Sword, the five Rank-Yellow warriors all fell to the ground, their necks showing sword marks of identical size and depth.
“Impressive, Junior Brother Ye!” Xiao Zuiji gave a thumbs up.
Ye Xingchen said: “If one cannot achieve a single-strike kill when facing enemies, cultivating the martial dao is essentially meaningless.”
This statement combined with his aloof back created an extremely intense showing-off atmosphere.
However… merely a few minutes passed before over thirty warriors came chasing mightily. Seeing the situation was bad, Pei Aniu ran faster than anyone.
Xiao Zuiji and Ye Xingchen formed one group training in the Plane Battlefield.
Li Qingyang, Li Fei and the others were similarly training in separate groups. Although they had just entered Wuhuang, with premium equipment on hand, they completely didn’t fear any Rank-Yellow level powerhouses.
For high-level continents, the Plane Battlefield was for obtaining merit value, exchanging various martial dao resources, and searching for opportunities. Though one might perish at any time, it attracted warriors to enter one after another without pause.
For the Eternal Sect’s core disciples, the Plane Battlefield was a leveling dungeon. They didn’t even need to grind for equipment because they started with six-piece sets.
…
Several hours later.
Li Qingyang and the others returned to the outpost, their faces filled with excitement.
Going out this time, they had all experienced real combat, and the benefits gained from battle were also very great.
“Hmm?”
Li Fei said: “Why haven’t Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Brother Ye returned yet?”
Li Qingyang frowned: “Did they encounter trouble?”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Just then, Xiao Zuiji and Ye Xingchen flew over from the distance, then landed on the suspended outpost rather disheveled.
“Senior Brother Xiao, what happened?” Li Qingyang said.
Xiao Zuiji took a breath and said in despair: “Senior Brother Ye insisted on finding Rank-Mystic warriors to fight, and we ended up being chased by ten Rank-Mystic warriors for an hour!”
“Hmph.”
Ye Xingchen said indifferently: “If not for them having superior numbers, I definitely could have resolved them one by one.”
Li Qingyang said: “Junior Brother Ye, although the Sect Master gave us a full set of equipment, our strength is ultimately limited. When training outside, we must be cautious.”
“…”
Ye Xingchen remained silent, stood up and headed toward the transmission gate.
“Let’s go.”
Li Qingyang said: “We should also return.”
Everyone returned to the sect and began digesting the benefits gained from real combat.
Over the next half month, Li Qingyang and the others either constructed within the outpost or went out together to train. Because they had a full set of premium equipment and ran incredibly fast, warriors from various plane continents were tormented to distraction.
…
Dragon Head Peak.
Jun Changxiao sat in the study, taking out two Experience Talismans: “Half-step Wusheng has no minor realm divisions—are these things still useful?”
“Snap!”
He crushed one.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
The spiritual energy in the two spiritual cores changed slightly.
Jun Changxiao shook his head: “The higher the realm, the less obvious the Experience Talisman’s effect.”
Speaking thus, he crushed the other Experience Talisman. Although the spiritual energy was strengthened, the improvement in actual strength wasn’t very significant.
“Sect Master.”
Just then, Li Luoqiu rushed in urgently: “When Taixuan Sacred Sect was besieging the Magic Gate at Nutao Lake, they were suddenly ambushed by a large group of masked black-clothed people and suffered heavy casualties!”
Jun Changxiao’s expression immediately became grave: “Is Little Mu alright?”
“Though separated from Taixuan Sacred Sect’s high-ranking members, news came saying she’s fine.” Li Luoqiu said.
“That’s good.”
Jun Changxiao breathed a sigh of relief: “Are these masked black-clothed people the same batch this seat has been investigating?”
“Yes.” Li Luoqiu said.
Jun Changxiao sat down, propping up his right cheek with his fist: “Taixuan Sacred Sect exterminating Magic Gate remnants—this organization going to ambush them should be related to that batch of disciples who split from the Magic Emperor Sect back then.”
Li Luoqiu was about to speak when new intelligence reached her ear. She hastily said: “Sect Master, news from the Western Continent—a force calling itself the Magic Emperor Gate has announced they will fight name sect orthodoxies to the death!”
“Magic Emperor Gate?” Jun Changxiao said in dismay.
Li Luoqiu continued: “They also publicly declared that ambushing Taixuan Sacred Sect was their doing.”
“Fighting name sect orthodoxies to the death and ambushing a first-rate sect.” Jun Changxiao said: “This Magic Emperor Gate is making trouble.”
Indeed.
Over the next few days, Xingyun Continent became lively.
The Magic Emperor Gate that appeared out of nowhere launched fierce offensives against name sect orthodoxies, successively annihilating several fifth-rate sects.
Jun Changxiao learned from intelligence that the several sects that were annihilated all had one characteristic—they had followed great sects to crusade against Magic Gate remnants.
“Sect Master.”
Li Luoqiu said: “Fourth-rate Canglang Sect was annihilated by the Magic Emperor Gate. Not a single high-ranking member or the tens of thousands of disciples survived!”
“Didn’t the name sect orthodoxies take action?”
“They did. Two first-rate sects joined with second and third-rate sects and are heading toward the Western Continent. A fierce battle will probably unfold before long.”
Jun Changxiao interlaced his ten fingers, resting his chin on the back of his hands: “Xingyun Continent is about to enter the Plane Battlefield. Coming out to make trouble at this time—the Magic Emperor Gate is rather interesting.”
“Sect Master.”
Li Luoqiu continued: “The Magic Emperor Gate publicly announced their Gate Master possesses the Innate Magic Body, has obtained the Magic Emperor’s inheritance, and issued the Magic Emperor Order to recruit magic cultivators hidden in Xingyun Continent.”
“Innate Magic Body?”
Jun Changxiao said in surprise: “Isn’t it in Mengying’s body? Could this constitution not be unique?”