Above the Immortal Cultivation

Ximen Gan was not anxious.

Eight months was a long time, but this world was also infinitely large.

During this time, he only searched for a small piece. In fact, he could not sense how big this secret realm was.

So, was he doing useless work?

After repeated careful consideration, he vaguely realized the problem.

Perhaps there was no such thing as a test or a pass in this last level. There was only patient waiting.

So, what were you waiting for?

Oh, of course, the arrival of the last person.

However, waiting is not without time limit. It has a deadline.

The deadline is never more than five years.

Why did you have such an idea?

The reason is that in such a big world, the probability of meeting a person is too low, almost zero.

Not only did he not get any benefits from the levels, but he also lost a lot of treasures like a loss of troops and generals, and even escaped death several times.

The loss was heavy.

This last level is compensation.

Whether or not you can find the hidden treasures depends on your luck and means.

Ximen Hang understood this and soon disappeared in a dense jungle.

Because, in the past eight months, he found three treasures that made his heart beat faster.

To be precise, it was not found, but encountered by chance.

This place is very strange. There is no living creature except plants, mountains, rivers, minerals, soil and rocks.

Those treasures are scattered everywhere without any rules, but are shielded by invisible restrictions, making it impossible to see, touch or sense them.

Only when you walk in front of them will the invisible restrictions disappear automatically, so that you can see them and take them directly as if they are within your reach.

Whether you can harvest treasures depends entirely on whether you have the luck to encounter them at close range.

Ximen Hang has no choice but to accept the reality, although he is anxious.

How much he hopes to see the beauty in his heart sooner.

At this time, Cheng Chuan, who looked ordinary in gray clothes, was wandering in the gloomy world like a lonely ghost.

Although he was the last one to leave the Dragon Mountain Pass, he was in full swing in the next few passes.

Except for being a little slower than Ximen Gan, the others could not compare with him.

Especially when he killed people in the Wolf Valley with the Sun and Moon Arrows and passed by quickly, the voice told him that he could rank in the top ten in history, so that the people he supported got a big reward.

After a few words, Cheng Chuan went all out and tried his best.

Not for the people he supported, but for himself.

Who doesn't have a little pride and vanity.

He had no rivals in the East Wilderness, and he held his breath and wanted to compete with "those fierce men" from ancient times to the present.

And he was quite satisfied with the result, basically he could enter the top 20.

The highest ranking was Huanguan.

The Sun and Moon Arrows were born with the power to shoot and destroy the illusion array, which made him feel like a fish in water. He crossed the abyss and natural chasms cleanly and neatly, and finally ranked among the top three.

Being able to compete with many talented people and get a good ranking, he was more confident about the honorable position this time.

However, he, like Ximen Gan, also had an indescribable sense of urgency.

It was like, no matter how fast he was, there was always an invisible shadow walking in front of him, and there was no way to catch up.

In the illusion gate, he was outstandingly fast, and he was the first, but it seemed not to be.

If that voice could tell him, he could solve the mystery in his heart.

When they came to the knife mountain, Ximen Gan surpassed him on the way.

The strange thing was that when the two passed by each other, they could see each other clearly, and they could also deeply feel the strength of each other, the strength of the breath and the amount of mana, but when they wanted to touch each other, it was like there were thousands of mountains and rivers between them, as if they were in two completely different time and space.

Not only did he sense it, but Ximen Hang was the same, which shocked them beyond words.

Thinking about it carefully, he had no idea where this strange thing started, and the answer was unknown.

But he knew that it could not be the black sky and black land of the first level or the dragon mountain of the second level.

Wolf Valley, is it possible?

However, he was facing a group of wolves alone at that time, and he had no idea how others passed the level.

If it was not Wolf Valley, could it be the poison source of the next level? Illusion level?

The owner of the secret realm must have his considerations, perhaps related to selection.

There are ten people competing for the honorable position. Could it be that they only need ten people to support them?

So several levels were set up to select the strongest ten people.

If this is true, then the problem comes.

If these ten people happen to be the supporters of only five people, then for the other five people, it is like a bolt from the blue, and there is a high probability that they will die.

Ha, nothing is impossible in the world.

This can only represent one fact, the survival of the fittest in the world of cultivation, if you want to live long enough, strength and knowledge of people are indispensable.

After coming here for half a year, Cheng Chuan was thinking about how to break through this barrier at first.

But after ten days, the barrier of heaven and earth that could not be shaken at all imprisoned him like a prison.

So, he began to look for Ximen Hang's traces, wanting to keep him forever.

But this world is so big that he even feels that it is not inferior to Zhongzhou.

Who has such amazing strength, he can't imagine.

While being shocked, the sky is high and the earth is far away, where to find it, like looking for a needle in a haystack, he can only give up.

In the process of searching, he gradually realized that the so-called last three levels were actually mountains of swords, seas of fire, and the world where they were located.

Inadvertently, when he saw an ice lotus plant among the withered weeds, which was said to be able to prolong life for two hundred years, he rubbed his incredible eyes vigorously.

He rubbed it again, and when he was sure it was really it, he ran away in an instant.

It was impossible for such a precious treasure to appear out of thin air without causing him to sense the slightest danger.

It's so weird, there must be a monster when something goes wrong.

The sky was gloomy and dark. He hid in a hidden place far away. For three days, there was nothing but heavy wind and grass.

Chengchuan suddenly realized that this was the case.

He also realized that this was the Lord of the Secret Realm's compensation for their previous levels.

Easily put the ice lotus into the storage ring and start treasure hunting in all directions.

However, after searching for it, Chengchuan roared.

He suddenly recalled the scene where he nailed the real Longshan with the sun and moon arrow nails at the Longshan Pass...

At each level, there seems to be no treasure, but in fact they didn't see the treasure. It wasn't them, but they themselves didn't discover it.

It's just hidden very deeply.

Why did you ignore every remaining level after taking the treasure of Longshan?

Is there a pair of invisible hands hiding the secret of heaven and blinding his eyes?

With his strength, he has never found anything suspicious at all, and I believe that others can't do it either.

Thinking of this, his angry mood gradually subsided and calmed down.

Alas, Chengchuan, Chengchuan, there will never be a chance to do it again in the world. If you miss it, just miss it. If you are not as good as others, then you will not be as good as others.

What's the big deal? Admitting defeat is often more important than achieving victory.

You will gain wisdom from every hardship. If you don’t go through difficulties, how can you grow?

Chengchuan held his body down and returned to watching with cold eyes as if Zhizhu was holding it when he first entered the black sky and black land.

Soon, he integrated his own gloom into the gloom of this world.

Like a poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

He never strikes first, but strikes later.