Chapter Seventy: People Flying Everywhere



Outside the secret realm, in the cloud boat of Pengshan Gate.

"Ah... Damn it, I must suppress my murderous intent."

"Hey, let it out, it's your nature!"

Zhang Wu, a bald man with a delusional personality, was acting out his delusional self in a cubicle.

He was still gripping his right hand with his left, flexing his muscles and swinging them around, occasionally making a few ferocious expressions.

"Beep~ Beep~ Beep".

Just then, a series of beeps interrupted Zhang Wu, who was in the middle of his chuunibyou phase.

On the table in the cubicle, his web browser was flashing incessantly, clearly indicating that someone had sent him a message.

"Who is it? They really know how to pick the right time to send a message."

Because he was suddenly interrupted while he was in the middle of his chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur), Zhang Wu complained, then stopped his chuunibyou actions, went to the table and picked up the Net Jade.

After checking the website and finding out who sent the message, Zhang Wu touched his bald head and said, "Was it sent by my second senior brother?"

The message was sent by Xiao Mingmu.

This left Zhang Wu somewhat puzzled, as he knew what kind of person his second senior brother was.

I would never normally use NetJade to send messages. If it's sending me a message, something must have happened.

Moreover, it's definitely related to the senior brother.

The second senior brother was much more worried about the eldest senior brother than the other junior brothers and sisters.

Zhang Wu clicked on the webpage and saw that it read: "Don't reveal Senior Brother's identity or spoil his fun. No matter what others ask, just say that Long Aotian is an ordinary outer disciple."

He said a lot, but the main point was to prevent Wu Er from revealing his identity as the leader of Pengshan Sect.

"What does this mean? Will the senior brother be suspected?"

Zhang Wu didn't understand. To him, the fact that his senior brother's identity had been exposed was already an open secret.

Given the strength of an immortal, no one should dare to say anything, but the fact that my second senior brother suddenly sent me a message suggests that he has ulterior motives.

After thinking about it, Zhang Wu decided to listen to his second senior brother.

"By the way... what time is it now? The first round of the competition should be over by now."

Zhang Wu calculated the time, thinking that the first round of the competition was almost over and he should take people to pick up his disciples.

Well... the main purpose is still to pick up my senior brother.

So Zhang Wu led the other people from Pengshan who had come with him to the entrance of the secret realm, waiting for the secret realm to open and the competition to end.

At this moment, Zhang Wu's team was not the only ones waiting at the entrance to the secret realm; many people from other sects were also waiting there.

When Zhang Wu arrived with his men, they all looked at the Pengshan Sect's forces, their faces displaying various expressions.

Although their expressions were different, you could sense that the malice hidden in their emotions was the same.

This made Zhang Wu feel uncomfortable. Although the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Skill he cultivated was mainly for killing, it was also a Buddhist skill and was very sensitive to people's malice.

So he glared at the people from the other sects, his face contorted with anger.

Sure enough, after Zhang Wu's scan, the people from other sects felt intimidated and turned their heads away from looking at the Pengshan group.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards."

Zhang Wu scoffed dismissively, showing his disdain for cultivators from other sects.

In his eyes, they were a bunch of selfish, cowardly pests who talked about their powerful families and bloodlines all the time.

They monopolize cultivation resources at the drop of a hat and regard mortals as ants.

When the Pengshan group arrived at the entrance to the secret realm, the people from other sects moved away, keeping a good distance from the Pengshan group.

They are deliberately isolating them.

Fortunately, Zhang Wu didn't care about any of that and just quietly waited for the first round of the competition to end.

So, after about fifteen minutes, the entrance to the secret realm opened.

The portal opened again, and a gust of wind blew out from the secret realm, causing the flowers and plants at the entrance to sway incessantly.

"Oh my god, the door's finally open! Waaaaah~"

"I...I made it out alive!"

"Elder, help!"

As soon as the portal opened, the people inside didn't come out, but their voices came out first.

But instead of cries of victory, there were screams of agony.

"Ouch~"

"Mother!"

"Spare me!"

Several more screams rang out, and several figures flew out of the portal.

It flew out...

However, this wasn't flying using magic; he was simply blasted away.

These people were dressed in a mixed style, representing various sects, but none of them were from the Pengshan Sect.

After the person who was first knocked out landed, many more people flew out of the portal, with the newly emerged people landing on top of those who had flown out a while earlier.

The people came in waves, one after another, like the waves on the sea.

Why use waves as a metaphor?

Of course, the hearts of the other sect leaders were also rising and falling like waves.

His face was as pale as the crest of a wave.

"Quickly, save the disciples!"

It's unclear which sect shouted first, before the others were awakened.

We need to save them quickly!

These disciples were injured when they were beaten out.

Moreover, people are constantly emerging, one wave after another. If too many people are on top of each other, it could lead to deaths.

As a result, everyone except the group from Pengshan Gate started moving.

He used his magic to pull all the disciples of his sect back.

After a while, no one flew out of the entrance to the secret realm again.

But just because no one flew out doesn't mean no one walked out.

Sure enough, a group of people walked out of the portal with their chests out and heads held high.

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