The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

Jue Wuming's shouting made many low-level cultivators at a loss for a moment.

Yes, the God Lord-level strongman who has been respected for countless years and revered and worshipped by countless generations was easily killed on the spot.

"You should wake up, they are not God Lords at all, they are just scumbags who keep squeezing your life span!" Jue Wuming spoke again, his words were merciless.

The great masters in the middle and late stages of the Spiritual Separation Realm were ruthlessly criticized as scumbags by him.

Originally, no matter what the circumstances, the strong need to be respected and admired.

But these so-called God Lords, worshippers, and even the Lord who has not yet appeared in the Chaos Realm are not worthy!

The weak respect the strong and worship the strong. In their respective territories, all the weak can only grow up step by step under the protection of the strong.

Although it is said that not every strong person is wholeheartedly protecting the weak.

But the fact is that.

Whether it is a sect, a family, or even a city, the weak can only practice and grow safely under the protection of the strong.

Just like the former Qinglan Sect, the old fox Liu Yunqing could not do it, and followed all the disciples to practice and cultivate anytime and anywhere.

However, the disciples only need to borrow the name of the old fox and the name of the Qinglan Sect to avoid many dangers and troubles.

Such a strong person is called protecting the younger generation!

Such a strong person is worthy of respect and awe from the weak!

In addition to the sect, there are also those cultivators and strong people who fight desperately for the Biluo with the invaders of the big world such as Xiu Zhu, Kui Niu, and Baihu outside the current chaotic domain.

Whether it is the strong who died in the battle such as Qi Yigui Wang, or the hermit masters such as Tianjue Sword Master, Xuan Family Ancestor, Qi Tian Sect Master, and Long Bo who are still sitting in Lianyun Peak, they usually don’t show their mountains and waters, but can come out to fight for Biluo at the critical moment.

Or maybe those Jindan and Yuanying cultivators who fought at the bottom level, they are qualified to be respected as real strong men.

The whole audience was silent.

The Time Tower, which was originally intended to help everyone quickly improve their cultivation, has become the most evil thing in the mouths of these strange strong men, helping the successive God Lords and Lords to deprive the life span of the bottom cultivators throughout the ages!

The invincible God Lord also died tragically in front of everyone.

In the hearts of all the bottom cultivators, there is actually a dream! Even if their talents are so poor that it is outrageous, they all want to become the God Lord who has always been considered invincible by them, and at the very least, they want to become the existence of Lord Worship.

So that they can continue to protect one side!

"Impossible!" Some people can't accept this "fact" and are almost going crazy at this time.

"Among you, there are many newcomers who just came to the Time Tower today and have not entered the Time Tower yet?" Jue Wuming descended directly among the crowd, and everyone's first reaction was to crawl away from this killing god.

Lord Worship was killed by this person in front of everyone with his own strength.

"Why, are you so timid that you dare not even stand up and admit it?" Jue Wuming sneered.

"I! I... I came here for the first time today." A boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old walked out slowly.

The boy should have been full of vigor and vitality, but now he was full of worries.

He dared to stand up because he had not entered the Time Tower yet and still had some spirit. It really took courage to face such a strong man.

"Your spiritual root talent is no more than the advanced level of the ordinary level, am I right?" Jue Wuming stood in front of this boy, just one sentence, but almost made the other party kneel down.

But just when the boy almost knelt down, an inexplicable force supported him.

"Senior... Senior, you have a sharp eye. I really only have advanced spiritual roots of the ordinary level." The boy lowered his head.

"I have a spirit stone in my hand. I wonder if you want to test it again?" Jue Wuming asked in a low voice.

"It's useless. I have secretly tested it several times. It's always like this. There is no mistake." The boy shook his head.

"Since it has been tested so many times, why not do it again! Are you afraid?" Jue Wuming's voice rose a little.

Young people are full of energy! Of course, when they are young and energetic, they can't stand being provoked.

The boy then covered the spirit stone without saying a word.

As soon as the boy put his hand on it, a red halo of about seven feet flashed out.

"Intermediate fire spirit root of the spirit level!" Jue Wuming nodded and said, "Little guy, with your spirit root talent, even if you don't have many opportunities, it's not a big problem to cultivate to the Golden Core Realm."

"Ah?" The boy was stunned. He didn't have a high-level spirit root of the ordinary level. Would it be very difficult to build a foundation? How could he easily reach the Golden Core Realm? The boy cried with joy, and at the same time he doubted his life.

"Liar, he is a liar!" someone shouted.

"Humph!" Jue Wuming snorted coldly, and the whole audience fell silent instantly.

"Is there anyone who wants to try?" Jue Wuming asked again, "Of course, this is limited to those who have never entered the Time Tower. Those who have entered cannot measure their true spiritual root talents."

"I'll try!" The second person to walk out was also a teenager.

"Spiritual Grade High-Level Water Spiritual Root!" A blue halo flashed, and Jue Wuming's voice sounded again.

How could it be? This boy was originally only a mortal grade high-level spiritual root, not even a mortal grade top-level one!

The boy walked on in a daze, he originally had some doubts about his test results.

In the realm of chaos, there are more than one or two people who have doubted their own cultivation talents since ancient times. However, no matter how they test or how hard they work, they cannot make a difference in the peripheral areas where cultivation resources are scarce.

Eventually, as time passed, no one doubted that there was something fishy about it.

A total of thirty-seven people participated in the test. The person with the lowest spiritual root talent was an advanced mortal-level person, and the one with the highest talent was the young man with advanced spiritual-level water spiritual roots.

Everyone's spiritual root talents are high or low, but one thing is the same for everyone. Everyone's spiritual root talents have all improved a lot in this test!

At this time, the group of boys and girls were stunned, and the other low-level monks who were watching suddenly became silent.

"Have you never doubted your talent?" Jue Wuming shouted, "If it is really just the level you measured, the speed of your previous cultivation has not aroused your doubts?"

The boys and girls lowered their heads.

"And you!" Jue Wuming shouted angrily, "Earlier, you were all full of energy and ready to show off your talents! After testing your spiritual roots, you will only run to the Tower of Time! You have completely forgotten what speed you practiced before. What’s the speed of cultivation?”

"The first time I entered the tower, I felt that I was quite talented!" At this time, a "middle-aged" man stood up, "But before entering the tower for the second time, I became timid and scared. So I quietly stayed at home. I have been practicing for a few days, but the slow pace of my practice is hard for me to accept!"

"So I can only let go of my fear and walk into the Tower of Time again and again." That "middle-aged" man burst into tears for a moment. Looking back now, I realize that my talent for emotion was forcibly weakened by the Tower of Time!

Not only him, many people also started to cry.

"Who dares to come to my realm of chaos to confuse people's hearts! I will not spare you!" Just when the ground was wailing and people's hearts were finally beginning to turmoil, a voice suddenly exploded.