Since they couldn't agree on anything, Song Chen, along with Zhao Ziyi, left Mu Feng and the other two behind and strolled around the streets alone.
Half an hour later, Swiftly, he returned.
Song Chen calmly put the stone bee into his spirit pet bag.
He was somewhat surprised and transmitted his voice:
"I didn't expect Swift Glance to be so fast."
Even by boat, it takes two hours to travel from the town of Zhuoyangchuan to its outskirts.
The speed of the swift gaze is four times that of a cruise ship.
Zhao Ziyi praised:
"I never expected Xiao Shi to be so capable. As his intelligence increased, his ability to arrange troops also improved."
The news of Shenglongdao and Yupai spread, and the two were in high spirits.
They all had a premonition that this was a road of no return.
But being able to let those who care about them know where they went is enough to leave no regrets.
It was evening.
The sunset glowed like fire.
The two sat in a high-rise restaurant, enjoying delicious food and the view.
Zhao Ziyi sipped the spirit wine and looked out the window at the sky.
His gaze lowered slightly, and he finally saw clearly what the ridge beast on the roof was.
He patted Song Chen on the shoulder and pointed at the roof beast, laughing:
"Look at this spine beast, it looks so strange."
Last time I ate at the restaurant, I didn't get a good look at what the roof ridge beast looked like, but this time I finally did.
This beast resembles a fox, has antlers on its back, and is entirely golden, making it impossible to discern what it is.
Song Chen looked up and explained with a smile:
"This beast is called Chenghuang, a mythical creature in folklore."
The monks may not understand.
But when I was in the human world, newly built houses always had the color "Chenghuang" added to them.
Zhao Ziyi reminisced, saying:
“In my hometown, the houses also have roof ornaments.”
There is an idiom, "五脊六兽" (wǔ jǐ liù shòu).
On the five beams of the house, the dragon's six sons squatted.
Song Chen smoothed his wind-blown hair and listened as he told stories about his hometown.
After talking for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ziyi's eyes became a little moist.
"Song Chen, if I didn't tell you, I would have forgotten about my hometown."
Song Chen wiped away his tears and teased him:
"I'm about to leave Tianyan Continent, and I'll be leaving my hometown too."
Then, I'll have a good cry too.
Zhao Ziyi's lips curled up, suppressing a laugh as he retorted:
"You're the one who's crying! I'm just homesick!"
"Then I too feel homesick, and I too shed tears of homesickness."
After finishing their meal, the two went downstairs to stroll around and digest their food.
Finally, after it had completely darkened, they waited for Pei Yuan.
Pei Yuan waved his sleeve, and the two of them were swept up by the breeze.
The surrounding scenery changed rapidly.
After a few breaths.
The three of them arrived at a huge platform.
Song Chen looked around. This huge platform was the venue for the Immortal Realm Grand Competition back then.
Even the arrangement of the formation remained unchanged.
The three landed on the platform.
The platform was already full of people.
Song Chen's eyes sharpened. In the Immortal Realm Grand Competition, the top five in each technique had indeed arrived.
And they were all accompanied by Nascent Soul Elders.
When the cultivators saw Song Chen, they couldn't help but go up and strike up a conversation.
"Young Master Chen, do you know what kind of secret realm this Ascending Dragon Path is?"
"Young Master Chen, shall we go together once we enter the secret realm? I'm a planter, I can help you with the planting."
Song Chen smiled slightly and exchanged some information with the cultivators.
The Immortal Realm Grand Competition features eight different techniques, categorized into Golden Core and Foundation Establishment stages.
The top five in each type of technique, when added together, should number 80.
Song Chen won five first places, and the number of people winning was slightly lower; there should be 76 people on the platform.
At this moment, there were only 65 cultivators in the arena.
Some Nascent Soul cultivators in the distance had faces as black as the bottom of a pot.
A talisman cultivator explained to Song Chen:
"Previously, a battle took place outside Zhuoyangchuan, resulting in the deaths of many people."
It's a pity about missing out on the spot in the secret realm.
Currently, only 65 people are able to enter the Ascending Dragon Path Secret Realm.
Song Chen nodded knowingly.
It seems that what Li Wantian said was true.
Li Wantian had indeed set up the Annihilation Array; he actually had an array plate in his hand.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The familiar chimes rang out.
All the cultivators fell silent instantly and looked ahead.
Ahead, a group of Nascent Soul cultivators stood there, hands behind their backs, exuding an extraordinary aura.
"Fellow cultivators, you are all geniuses selected from our Tianyan Continent."
Now, the Rising Dragon Path Secret Realm has reopened after 50 years.
All monks, please prepare yourselves.
This transfer is random.
After being teleported, if you are alone, do not panic.
After delivering their pre-battle mobilization speech, the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators formed hand seals.
Each Nascent Soul cultivator unleashed dozens of spells in an instant.
Around the massive platform, banners began to flutter.
Seeing this, Song Chen's heart sank slightly.
This grand formation actually requires more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators to activate simultaneously.
It seems that it's really time to leave the Tianyan Continent.
He gripped Zhao Ziyi's hand tightly and transmitted his voice:
"After you teleport there, hide and wait for me to find you."
Remember to take the Three-Flower Mind-Concentrating Elixir to enhance your spiritual awareness.
Zhao Ziyi's palms were sweating slightly.
He was very nervous about having to part ways with Song Chen again.
They didn't know how big the Ascending Dragon Path was. If it was bigger than the Turbid Yang River, it would take them even longer to find each other.
"Wait!" Suddenly, Song Chen's tone was full of joy.
"Xiao Shi said you can bring a few Treasure-Seeking Eyes."
A single glance at the treasure will help us find each other!
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Chen untied a spirit beast pouch and tied it around Zhao Ziyi's waist.
Zhao Ziyi is a sword cultivator and cannot form contracts with any spirit pets.
Fortunately, Little Stone is the queen bee, and she can command the stone bees to obey her commands without any problems.
Song Chen tied the spirit beast pouch with a tight knot and hung it securely on Zhao Ziyi's belt.
"We'll meet up as soon as we reach Rising Dragon Road!"
Zhao Ziyi nodded: "Okay!"
The two felt relieved and stood easily on the huge platform.
Watching the Nascent Soul cultivators begin their battle.
When all the banners lit up, a flash of light appeared.
The huge platform was filled with a golden halo.
It looked radiant and illuminated the dark sky.
"Fellow cultivators, do not resist in your hearts, go into the secret realm and search for treasures!"
At the behest of the Nascent Soul cultivator.
All the monks lowered their guard.
The next instant, a blinding light flashed across the huge platform, and all the cultivators vanished.
Suddenly, a large amount of spiritual energy descended from the pitch-black night sky.
It was injected into the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator.
Pei Yuan spread his arms wide, enjoying the rich spiritual energy.
With the infusion of spiritual energy, his cultivation level rose directly from the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage to the seventh level!
"Hahaha, Song Chen really is a genius!"
Pei Yuan's arrogant laughter echoed across the platform.
After having eaten his fill, Pei Yuan waved his sleeve and left with a single sentence.
"I'm leaving now, I'll come back in fifty years!"
The restrictions on Zhuoyangchuan are far too powerful.
Any Nascent Soul cultivator would feel oppressed here.
If Zhuoyangchuan is a prison.
The rest of the time, they were just wearing shackles.
Throughout the entire Tianyan Continent, there is suppression against those who have reached the Nascent Soul stage.
These incarnations are merely dancing in shackles.
After the spiritual energy was infused into their bodies, the Nascent Soul cultivators all left.
Only the bell-ringing monk remained, standing alone in the same spot.
The bell-ringing monk smiled and sighed.
The next second, he flashed into a secret room.
Knock on the stone door, and inside is a stone bed.
The bell-ringing monk went inside.
On the stone bed lay a corpse, a young man, lying lifeless on it.
If Mu Feng were to see this, he would be terrified, because this person is none other than Wu Feng, the Nascent Soul Ancestor whom he betrayed.
The bell-ringing monk rang the bell three times.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The sound echoed in the stone chamber.
The corpse without a blade vanished instantly, and a wisp of pure spiritual energy appeared there.
"I guess you could say I've seen you off in your final days."
The bell-ringing monk muttered to himself, then with a flick of his sleeve, a ball of pure spiritual energy entered his body.
"Everyone is cultivating the One and Only Path."
How could I possibly let you go?
Slaughter all cultivators in the world!
I alone will walk the path of immortality!
**
The teleportation array shone brightly.
Song Chen suddenly felt dizzy and lightheaded.
He felt as if a pair of large hands had reached into his head and were stirring things up.
When he felt his feet touch the ground, Song Chen could no longer hold back.
His legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, vomiting violently.
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