Zhao Ziyi nodded after hearing Song Chen's complete plan:
"I'll do whatever you say, as long as it restricts Mu Feng's movements."
After modifying the teleportation array, gather all the cultivators from the small world.
Let's teleport out together.
Song Chen nodded; he thought so too.
We'll save as many as we can.
In the time that followed, Song Chen carefully studied the book on formations.
He has just entered the Golden Core stage and can set up a fourth-grade formation.
He still needs to learn more in order to modify the teleportation array.
Zhao Ziyi, on the other hand, started cultivating the "White Jade Sword Manual" from scratch.
The light in the dense forest dims and then brightens.
A day has passed.
At a glance, they finally returned one after another.
Under Xiaoshi's translation.
The two determined the direction of the Tianyi Sect plaza.
Zhao Ziyi threw out his flying sword, and the two of them stepped onto it together, quickly heading towards the square.
Zhao Ziyi said worriedly:
"When Ran Hongzhu and his group were chatting earlier, they mentioned going back to the square to accept the mission again."
"Could we run into cultivators from the Tianyi Sect?"
Song Chen stood behind Zhao Ziyi, put his arm around Zhao Ziyi's waist, and comforted him:
"Don't worry, if we encounter this, we'll try to be polite first, then resort to force."
If they want to slaughter us, then let's fight.
Those who can return to the plaza to accept missions must have the lives of cultivators from smaller worlds on their hands; their deaths are not a pity.
Not a single cultivator from the Tianyi Sect is pitiful or innocent.
Song Chen didn't want himself or Zhao Ziyi to have too much bloodshed on their hands.
They indiscriminately slaughter other cultivators; how are they any different from Mu Feng?
However, these two kinds of Daoist hearts are natural enemies.
Zhao Ziyi cultivates a flawless Dao heart; as a cultivator of the Tianyi Sect, he cultivates the unique Dao.
When two conflicting beliefs arise, death is inevitable.
This may be the reason why the True Treasure Continent is constantly embroiled in war.
Heaven takes from those who have too much and gives to those who have too little.
Different forces constantly struggle, waxing and waning, until finally reaching a balance.
Justice exists only because it is highlighted by evil.
Ultimately, what people cultivate is their true self.
Living as you please is the way of cultivation.
At that moment, Song Chen had a sudden realization.
He seems to have found the path that suits him.
The Doctrine of the Mean, a balance.
I will not offend others unless they offend me.
If anyone offends me, I will kill them.
Song Chen nodded to himself.
He was not a purely kind person; he was cunning and unwilling to suffer losses.
He had many dark thoughts before, and even thought he would fall into the demonic path and cultivate a demonic heart.
Unexpectedly, under Zhao Ziyi's guidance, he actually got on the right path.
Song Chen smiled and hugged Zhao Ziyi's waist tightly.
Half an hour later.
As the two were talking, they encountered cultivators from the Tianyi Sect.
It is said that one cannot hit a smiling face. Song Chen, with a smile on his face, took the initiative to step forward and bow to the Tianyi Sect cultivators.
"We two are cultivators from the Tianyan Continent in this small world: Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi."
We have no intention of fighting with the cultivators of the Tianyi Sect, so please make way for us.
The Tianyi Sect cultivators were a group of three.
They burst into laughter upon hearing Song Chen's words.
"Hahaha, what a joke! Give way?"
"They're just prey raised by this small world, why do they still consider themselves human?"
"In our eyes, cultivators from minor worlds are no different from pigs and dogs."
"What can you do if we don't let you pass?"
The Tianyi Sect cultivator looked at Song Chen with a provocative expression.
One of them even spat out a mouthful of saliva and directly drew his sword to stab Song Chen.
Song Chen's smile remained unchanged as he transmitted his voice to Zhao Ziyi:
"Make your move. These people don't need to be spared."
Countless sword energies crisscrossed the area.
It flashed by in quick succession.
The shadows of the ancient trees swayed incessantly.
The spiritual energy fluctuations generated by the collision of the magical artifacts sent countless birds and beasts flying.
After several thousand moves.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi were covered in wounds, but they were the only ones still standing in this dense forest.
Song Chen cast a spell to clean the bloodstains from himself and Zhao Ziyi.
Zhao Ziyi stretched his arms and took a deep breath.
"This is the first time we've faced a Golden Core cultivator head-on."
The cultivators of the True Treasure Continent are indeed very strong.
Song Chen nodded in empathy.
“In every previous battle, our victory was partly due to clever tactics.”
Many cultivators had defensive magical artifacts, but before they could use them, we killed them.
We are now fighting against three cultivators, and we have exhausted all our magical treasures, cultivation techniques, and talismans.
It also honed our combat skills.
Opportunities for cultivators to fight each other are rare.
Because every battle inevitably involves deadly moves against deadly moves.
The two sat cross-legged and, after a brief recovery, boarded their flying sword again and continued their journey.
Three days later.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi finally saw the towering, dark red wall.
Song Chen breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally found it.
According to Swift One-Eye, the square is inside the city walls.
During these three days, Song Chen and his companion encountered a total of 42 cultivators from the Tianyi Sect.
The cultivators of Tianyi Sect truly deserve to be called the only path to cultivation.
These 42 cultivators were equally cruel, bloodthirsty, and arrogantly disdainful of others.
They collectively referred to the cultivators of the minor worlds as prey.
It seems that hunting down cultivators from small worlds like Song Chen is a rare pleasure for them.
In the end, all 42 Tianyi Sect cultivators died under the swords of Song Chen and his companion.
Zhao Ziyi flew on his sword, carrying Song Chen, and quickly flew to the sky above the city wall.
The two looked down and were immediately stunned by the scene before them.
On the wide plaza, countless water screens projected the figures of different cultivators.
Directly in front of the water curtain are the fan-shaped tiered seating area.
Behind the water curtain, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a living hell.
Behind the water curtain, piles of bones lay like mountains.
The bones are scattered everywhere, some of them weathered into fragments, and have remained there for thousands of years.
Some were still brand new, with the blood of the monks still flowing on the ground.
Zhao Ziyi was furious when he saw this.
Tianyi Sect!
How could they be so brutal!
At this moment, there were still a few scattered cultivators in the square.
When they saw Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi, a cruel smile appeared on their faces.
"You guys are really unlucky that prey has come knocking on your door."
"Haha, we actually found prey in the heart of the forest! This is prey delivered right to our doorstep, let's all charge!"
The four cultivators attacked Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi simultaneously from within the plaza.
The two drew their swords to meet the enemy, unleashing all their magical treasures.
Song Chen also used the Spirit Fire Exquisite Purple for the first time during the battle.
Song Chen changed his fist into a palm and engaged in close combat with the cultivator. Immediately, the Linglong Purple appeared in his left palm.
In an instant, the exquisite purple slingshot shot into the mouth of the Tianyi Sect cultivator.
With a loud bang.
Before the cultivators of the Tianyi Sect could even expel the pent-up spiritual energy in their meridians, it instantly ignited.
Within his dantian, the golden core exploded, and he died.
To those cultivators who cruelly committed murder, Song Chen wanted them to experience extreme pain before they died.
It is a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than those who have died!
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi stood on the wall like cold-faced killing gods.
At his feet lay the dead cultivators of the Tianyi Sect.
After several days of honing their skills, their attacks became even more rapid.
They became increasingly skilled in combat.
It only took the time it takes to burn an incense stick to kill the four cultivators.
Without delay, the two quickly jumped off the wall and began searching for the location of the teleportation array in the plaza.
Little Stone also came to help, releasing all the stone bees to help find the teleportation array.
After the search.
A hidden tunnel appeared in the corner on the left side of the square.
Zhao Ziyi looked up and asked:
"Is this where the teleportation array is? Should we go down?"
Song Chen exhaled, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"I can go down by myself. You put away the jade tablet on the water curtain first, I'll be right back."
During the battle, they had already learned how the Tianyi Sect cultivators searched for people.
The jade tablets that could locate cultivators were hidden within the water curtain.
While Zhao Ziyi was collecting the jade token...
Song Chen quickly entered the hidden tunnel.
The tunnel was incredibly luxurious, with a huge luminous pearl hanging from the ceiling.
The passageway is spacious enough to allow more than twenty people to pass through at the same time.
After walking about fifty meters, Song Chen saw the teleportation array.
This teleportation array is just as huge as the one in Zhuoyangchuan.
A huge circular platform appeared in the secret passage.
Song Chen quickly stepped forward to examine the area.
He discovered that the structure of this teleportation array was similar to that of the one in Zhuoyangchuan.
After pondering for a moment, Song Chen took out a set of array plates from his storage bag and secretly replaced the array plate in the teleportation array. He also adjusted its position.
He then quickly returned the way he came.
Back in the square.
Zhao Ziyi, with red eyes and holding several jade tokens, stood waiting for him.
"Song Chen, out of more than 1,600 cultivators from the minor worlds, only 54 remain!"
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