World Wide Martial Art

"All contestants must pass through the Taixu Illusion Realm to qualify for the second round, which lasts one day. Situ Reading

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"This sect leader warns you that once you enter the illusion, you cannot exit halfway. If you lack confidence in your own spiritual beliefs, you must not enter it, lest... you will never come back!"

Yu Tingtian said something sternly, stretched out his hand and pressed on the void, and the flashing portal suddenly came to life like a huge mouth of the abyss, and in the blink of an eye it turned into an entrance about ten feet in size.

The black mist was flowing and surging, and there was also a hint of cold breath.

But Yu Tingtian's words were nothing at all to those inscription masters who thought highly of themselves and wanted to show off their skills in the conference, and they did not have much of a deterrent effect.

Before his words dissipated, dozens of people at the front jumped up and couldn't wait to dive into it.

The inscription masters who came one after another disappeared one by one like dumplings.

"Senior sister, without further ado, let's set off!" After the crowds had thinned out, Ye Feng greeted Luo Mi, moved away, and jumped towards the entrance.

"good."

Luo Mi nodded slightly and followed quickly.

Luo Mi is the proud disciple of Mr. Nie of the Inscription Hall. She has a superb temperament and beautiful appearance. There are countless inscription masters and inscription masters who have approached her to form a team, but she has rejected them all.

Instead, Luo Mi took the initiative to invite Ye Feng to form a team.

Luo Mi had a strange intuition about this outer sect junior who had done so many incredible things in less than a year after joining the sect.

That is... as long as you follow Ye Feng, you can often witness the birth of miracles.

I wonder if there will be an exception this time?

…

Looking at the continuous influx of people, some of the elders watching the battle in the square were moved.

The Inscription Masters Conference brought together talents from all over the world. Aside from the contestants from the two sects, there were more from other major forces, including some senior inscription masters who were already well-known, competing with the younger generation.

Of course, the purpose of the Inscription Masters Conference is to promote young inscription masters. It is not a glorious thing for the older generation to participate. However, the rewards of the conference are too tempting, and the face... can't be cared about.

"Hahaha……"

Among the several camps below, someone stepped out from one side. It was Niu Sanbian, the elder of the Tianyuan Sect who guarded the Jingfa dojo.

The man laughed angrily and said loudly towards Yuan Zong across the way: "I hope your sect can come up with some masters this time. The champion always falls to our sect, so we should change it. Otherwise, Isn’t my Tianyuan Sect too lonely?”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of more than a dozen elders from the Diyuan Sect all turned cold.

Niu Sanbian's words were clearly mocking Di Yuanzong.

"Elder Niu, why bother saying so many sarcastic words? The conference has not officially started yet. We will only know the outcome at that time." Elder He shook the dust in his hand and replied angrily.

With the Lord of Chixiao City by their side, the two sect leaders must at least maintain harmony, but these elders below, who usually suppressed their raging anger, began to show it.

"Elder He, you misunderstood. Your sect invited Gongzi Yuan to help, so you are sure to win, and... I heard that your sect recently had a disciple named Ye Feng, who threatened to trample all the inscription masters of my Tianyuan Sect under his feet. I I really want to see it.”

Niu San turned his face into a smile, and deliberately raised his voice.

All the elders of the Diyuan Sect stiffened with expressions of shame and anger. Niu Sanbian was mocking them for calling in foreign aid. However, this was an iron-clad fact and they had no choice but to deny it.

As for Ye Feng, there has been a lot of commotion in the past few days. Others may not know it, but they know it.

It's just that there is a grudge between the former and Yuanmeng.

"Hahaha... No more words, let's just wait and see how the Diyuan Sect masters perform."

Seeing that the elders of the Diyuan Sect were defeated, Niu Sanbian and the Tianyuan Sect were all in a good mood, and proudly turned their gazes towards the direction of the illusion.

"The immortal thing..."

Even Elder He, who was usually very calm, couldn't help but curse. As far as inscription masters are concerned, the Diyuan Sect is inferior to the Tianyuan Sect, and it is inevitable that they will suffer the humiliation of the Tianyuan Sect.

The other elders were also unhappy, but they could only grit their teeth and endure it.

Now...the only hope is placed on Gong Ziyuan, hoping that he can crush the heroes and win the championship of the Inscription Master Conference.

Several other inscription masters in the sect who have certain inscription talents, such as Luo Mi, still need a period of training and are unlikely to achieve much in this conference.

As for Ye Feng, in their eyes, he was not a dark horse... but a black fish, whose usefulness could only be used to disrupt the situation.

…

Uh-huh!

Ye Feng jumped into the air and followed the flow of people. He quickly plunged into the fantasy passage.

The moment he entered, the outside atmosphere was quickly cut off, and a wave of blazing hot wind blew in his face, causing him to stagger before he managed to stand still.

Ye Feng looked up.

The current space is quite strange. It is different from what is seen outside. The internal space is actually very huge. A few miles away, strange peaks rise straight into the sky, stretching for an unknown distance. There are rugged boulders and towering ancient trees on both sides, filled with a strong primitive atmosphere.

What's even more surprising is that the scenery you see is constantly changing.

The false and the false, the true and the false, make people confused.

"Junior brother Ye, those may be real or illusions. You must distinguish them clearly before you step into them. Otherwise, if you get lost and miss the time, you will have to wait here until the next time the secret realm is opened."

Luo Mi appeared next to Ye Feng, reminding him with a serious look on his face.

No one knows when it will open next time.

It could be five years, it could be ten or twenty years, so if you can't get out within the specified time, you'll basically be dead here.

"Let's go up and have a look."

Ye Feng nodded cautiously, felt out a few rays of spiritual power, and immediately led Luo Mi forward.

After entering here, almost everyone released their mental power to detect true and false changes in the surrounding world.

"ah……"

After walking forward for less than a stick of incense, there were already a lot of faint screams coming from the surroundings.

Ye Feng saw with his own eyes that several inscription masters were rushing up to the top of a mountain not far away. Before they could stand still, a huge hole suddenly opened in the mountain peak, and the figures disappeared instantly.

This scene made Ye Feng frown. There was no doubt that what he saw before him was not real.

In his perception, the seemingly peaceful mountains are actually a space full of distortions. If he makes a mistake in judgment, he will be teleported to other places instantly, and may also be torn into pieces.

Fortunately, his mental power was strong enough. After reaching the fifteenth level, the sensitivity of his six senses increased greatly, and he was basically able to distinguish the true and false of the surrounding environment.

After taking Luo Mi on a familiar road to avoid several dangerous areas, Luo Mi looked at Ye Feng with a bit more fiery eyes.

Luo Mi was aware of most of the dangerous situations just now, but there was one point among them that she was not clearly aware of.

Judging from this situation, Ye Feng's mental perception is indeed sharper than his own...