Destined Antagonist: I Refuse To Annul The Engagement!

Various geniuses from all sides, each with their own thoughts, continue to move forward.

Another half an hour passed.

Finally, they arrived at the end of the ancient road, with a bright entrance like daylight right in front of them.

At this moment, all the geniuses were restless, their brilliance flickering.

Some even... their bodies were already cracked, blood dripping.

There was no way, the pressure was just too terrifying!

The vast majority of geniuses had to use all their abilities just to barely withstand the pressure and make it this far.

Luo Xinglan glanced at everyone, her eyes slightly lowered, feeling helpless.

Over three thousand people came, but now there were less than seven hundred.

Even her Desolate Heaven Divine Sect had eliminated nearly half of its geniuses.

She knew better than anyone who was behind all this.

But she couldn't say it, and she wouldn't.

However...

A faint smile appeared on Luo Xinglan's lips. She could use the hatred that the other person had stirred up to eliminate some of the people in front of her.

"I believe you all have seen it. Someone is ahead of us, collecting spiritual herbs along the ancient road."

"Among them... there are even Dao medicines!"

As soon as these words were spoken, anger flared up in everyone's eyes.

That person who killed thousands!

They collected all the good things for themselves and made them endure the terrifying pressure. They deserved to die!

"The pressure from the True God's Realm is in real-time. That person has to withstand the pressure while collecting spiritual herbs, so their speed is definitely slower than ours. Therefore, the time they have spent in the True God's Realm shouldn't be too long."

Luo Xinglan calmly said, "So, if we enter now, there is a high probability that we can catch up to that person, kill them, and take their gains for ourselves!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes flickered, and their hearts became hot.

If they could seize that person's gains, even if they didn't have any other opportunities on this trip... it would still be worth it!

Immediately, without much hesitation, the geniuses stepped through the light curtain and entered the True God's Realm, even disregarding their own injuries.

There were some who doubted the truthfulness of Luo Xinglan's words.

But... they didn't pay too much attention to it.

Those who could make it this far were geniuses with deep foundations and strong combat power, even monstrous talents. They had absolute confidence in themselves. Even if Luo Xinglan had ulterior motives, it was not worth worrying about!

In the face of absolute strength, everything else was in vain!

One genius after another entered.

The smile on Luo Xinglan's lips became more apparent.

The quota talismans were made by her. How could there be no countermeasures?

She was confident that after more than seven hundred geniuses entered, at least half of them would lose their lives!

Jiang Hong passed by Luo Xinglan, discreetly glancing at her, feeling somewhat cautious. He held the quota talisman in his hand, secretly manipulating some of the rules in this place, and then entered with peace of mind.

When Zhao Fuyao, Henge, and the others all entered...

Only Luo Xinglan remained.

Luo Xinglan narrowed her eyes, a coldness spreading, and then crushed the quota talisman in her hand.

Buzz...

A special aura surged out and merged into the rules of the True God's Realm.

The so-called quota talisman was just a cover.

Without it, they could still enter the True God's Realm and randomly land somewhere.

But, with the quota talisman... the originally random landing spot would become a predetermined one!

Yes, she specifically chose the location for these people!

Just imagine... if a genius were to land directly in the territory of a group of Profound Earth experts, what would be their fate?

For the younger generation, the True God's Realm was extremely dangerous.

Did they really think they were standing at the pinnacle of the younger generation?

However, this situation was originally intended for a few sects in the Southern Divine Land, but unexpectedly, it attracted so many geniuses from different sects.

Soon, Luo Xinglan also stepped into it.

These days, under the influence of the quota spiritual talisman, the days of arrogance did not quickly enter the realm of true gods, but were in a state where their physical bodies and souls were reversed, bound for a long time.

After all, fixed-point teleportation takes time.

On the other hand, Jiang Xuan and the little girl had a meal and then set off for the desolate mountains.

They traveled for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Entering the desolate mountains, the wild atmosphere became even stronger.

There was even a faint sense of ancientness, as if they were in an ancient place of the human race.

"Daddy, there's something delicious ahead!" The little girl's eyes lit up again, then she ran off, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

Her speed... even Jiang Xuan was amazed.

The little girl's speed was once comparable to Profound Earth!

"Is her current strength stronger than mine?" Jiang Xuan couldn't help but be amazed, then quickly followed.

Passing through two ruins, a smooth gorge suddenly appeared before them.

The gorge was not large, spanning several miles, with two rows of stone houses scattered inside, as if someone lived there.

What was worth noting was that at the entrance of the gorge, there stood a stone stele that was ten zhang tall.

The stele had a green-brown surface, smooth as a mirror, rippling with a faint light, with an ancient and heavy aura, giving a sense of an ancient sacred object.

The little girl stared at the stone stele intently, her eyes shining brightly.

Without saying a word, she pounced directly at the stele and took a bite.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of metal and stone rang out, followed by the little girl's cry of pain.

"Ouch!"

The little girl frowned, jumped down from the stele, and looked at Jiang Xuan, complaining, "Daddy, it's so hard!"

"Can't you break it? If you break it, I can eat it!"

Jiang Xuan twitched his mouth, ignoring her, and approached the stele, carefully examining it.

Perhaps because he was getting closer, the stele trembled slightly, and like a mirror, complex and profound patterns appeared on its surface, ancient and sacred, with a vague sense of intimacy.

Jiang Xuan's human will also surged, as if resonating with the stele.

And his human luck also faintly surged out and merged into the stele, blending with each other.

This thing seemed to be the treasure of the human race.

Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment, suddenly feeling a sense of unreality, the whole process... seemed a bit too easy?

He was prepared to fight desperately for the treasure of the human race, but he didn't expect to find it so soon after entering.

"Am I going to have a change of luck?" Jiang Xuan murmured in surprise.

At this moment, the old man walked out on his own, forming a phantom, staring blankly at the stele, his old face filled with shock and disbelief.

"A human stele?!"

"Impossible, impossible... how could there be a human stele here?!"

"What... what is this place?!"

The old man exclaimed in shock, his expression out of control, as if he had lost his soul.

Jiang Xuan looked at the old man in surprise, "Hey, old man, what's wrong with you?"

"You said this is a human stele, what's wrong with a human stele?"

The old man ignored him, still in a daze.

"Hey! Old man, answer me!" The little girl stared her eyes and jumped up, launching a powerful attack, not showing any mercy with the power of her dragon bloodline.

The phantom of the old man shook for a moment, almost dissipating directly.

This time he woke up, but he had lost half of his life.

The old man looked at the little girl, blowing his beard and staring, "Do you know how to respect your elders?!"

"Yes, respect your elders. I'm young, you have to let me have my way." The little girl was righteous.

The old man's tone stagnated, completely blocked.

After digesting the impact of the human stele, the old man looked at the stele, his eyes still filled with complexity and shock, his tone deep and profound, he said, "The human stele... is made up of three thousand rare stones from heaven and earth gathered by the Human Emperor, carrying the human luck and the general trend, and is the symbol of the human race's destiny."

"A sage of the human race once said that if the human stele shatters, the human race... will perish!"