"Will we find the origin of this immortality again this time?"
There is humanity.
"Last time, I sorted out all the top masters of the Apocalypse of our human race, not the immortals of our human race."
"We humans still have many masters who like to live in seclusion. For example, the one in the wild land. Therefore, even if we sort out all the Apocalypse masters of the human race three times, it will be useless."
"Don't you suspect that the one last time was from the demon tribe?"
"It could be the demon race, but our spies in the demon race haven't gotten any information. Besides, we humans have a seventh-level immortal master. Even if the demon race has a few more immortals, what's the point?"
"But I always feel that things are not as simple as we think!"
The masters of the demon clan looked at each other.
"I'm not stupid. There aren't many people who can resist the heavenly tribulation without concentrating their Dharma images. This happened twice in a row, and the same situation persisted."
A White Tiger Apocalypse master said in a cold voice.
He had long suspected that it was a certain race, but he had no evidence and no chance to prove it.
There are several immortals in the human family. How dare he, a person in the Apocalypse Realm, ask about it?
What's more, there is hatred between the two tribes.
"You are talking about..."
"Think about it, which race could produce immortal masters continuously in just a few hundred years? Think again, why would this race hide to break through?"
The Way of the White Tiger.
"After the Terror Forest took action, were they afraid?"
Another beastman, Apocalypse, suddenly realized.
"If it's really them, then... we, the demon race, don't know whether we should be happy or cry."
"We should also think about how to deal with the problem. If such an immortal master appears in a tribe, they will confront us sooner or later."
"We've also found a place to hide our clan's resources. No, we've hidden the secret realm."
…
A wild land.
Outside the formation, the number of people kneeling was decreasing.
During the past hundred years, except for a few masters who occasionally took a look at the formation, everyone else basically evacuated.
Not everyone is willing to waste their free time here, begging for advice from an outsider.
Except for one person.
That day, several figures appeared in front of the young man who was kneeling outside the formation and looked at him repeatedly.
“Tsk tsk~”
"Guo Huai, you are kneeling here. Haha~ Can you give me some advice?"
"Ha ha!"
Guo Huai was surrounded by laughter.
Guo Huai lowered his head, like a dead man.
"If you believe such nonsense, you might as well kneel before me for a hundred or two hundred years. At least I'll respond to you and maybe even reward you with a pill or two."
Seeing that Guo Huai didn't say anything, the people around him continued to mock him.
"Don't even think about kneeling before me for a hundred or two hundred years. Even if you kneel for a few decades, maybe I'll soften my heart and take you in as my dog. When I achieve immortality, Guo Huai, join me. I guarantee that no one in the world will bully you again."
Another middle-aged man in an apricot-yellow robe said arrogantly.
He looked to be in his forties or fifties, older than Guo Huai. His actual age was much older than Guo Huai.
This person is one of the so-called geniuses in Guo Huai's mind who grew up with the support of the sect.
"Brother Feng, don't you think it's an insult to you that such a person has been kneeling before you for decades?"
Two young men in the same apricot-yellow robes flattered him.
"Guo Huai, did you hear that? For so many years, all you've wanted is to insult me, right? Come on, Guo Huai, I'll give you a chance! Kowtow to me now and insult me. Haha~"
Senior Brother Feng laughed heartily.
In front of the battle formation, Guo Huai's teeth were chattering.
One day these bastards will be wiped out.
But reality told him.
Without resources and skills, it is impossible.
Even if we create a new technique now, it would be impossible. Immortal-level techniques are all created through repeated revisions by our predecessors. They are created through repeated breakthroughs and improvements.
And their Guo family only has tens of thousands of warriors.
Over millions of years, there are only a handful of masters who have achieved the apocalypse.
These are all based on the fact that their Guo family's skills can indeed be cultivated to the Apocalypse Realm, and can even be cultivated to the seventh level of Apocalypse.
For millions of years, he was the only one in the entire Guo family who had achieved the pinnacle of Apocalypse.
It was also that opportunity that improved his skills to the ninth level of Apocalypse.
These two levels of skills exhausted all his efforts.
To succeed, the obtained skills and the Guo family skills are not mutually exclusive. Over the years, he has seen many skills of the Apocalypse Realm. In addition, his cultivation is sufficient, and it is time to break through.
Even so, he almost went astray after breaking through the ninth level of Apocalypse.
Now I have no immortal skills to learn from, nor do I have the resources to achieve immortal skills.
Success is not something that can be achieved through hard work alone. It takes countless geniuses like him in the family to constantly try and make mistakes, calculate and correct them at the cost of their lives to create an immortal technique.
Not to mention whether the Guo family has the ability to do so.
Even if there was, he would not be able to see the moment when the immortal technique was successful.
"Dead? Didn't you hear Brother Guifeng? Don't you want to live anymore?"
"I think he doesn't want the Guo family to live anymore!"
Several people threatened the Guo family.
Guo Huai raised his head and stared at Senior Brother Feng and the others, and said coldly: "If you dare to attack the Guo family, I will attack your family."
"Hmph! You can only threaten us for a while. When my Senior Brother Feng achieves immortality, it will be easy to destroy you and your Guo family. Instead of waiting until then and kneeling down to beg Senior Brother Feng, it's better to kneel now."
Click~
Guo Huai pinched his fingers into his palms, and his knuckles cracked.
Who has ever experienced the helplessness of being threatened by someone with their family and being unable to do anything about it?
Am I incompetent?
Guo Huai asked himself again and again.
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