"Impossible... Impossible." Jin Yu was still muttering.
But he also understood that Yun Jin was right.
No one in the world dares to falsely claim to be the leader.
This image is probably real.
The leader has actually lost before.
But he didn't understand.
The matter of this competition should be known only to the Sect Leader and the Wandao Saint.
Why would the leader take it out on his own initiative?
Wouldn't this be bad for his reputation?
Kunlun Sword Sect.
Ji Wusi seemed to see the scene in Lincheng through the thick clouds.
He just smiled calmly.
He is not like the Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, who is proficient in so many Daos.
He has only one sword and one heart.
The path he has taken has always been based on one word: sincerity.
Be sincere to the sword.
Be sincere in your heart.
The title of being the best in the world is certainly good.
But I’ve lost before, so what?
The one he lost to was the Ten Thousand Dao Saints, not these people today.
Ji Wusi couldn't help but mutter.
"Wandao, Wandao. I did you and the Wushuang Sect a great favor this time. It's a pity you died, otherwise one day when you look back on this world, you would have been able to taste the taste of world-renowned fame."
Ji Wusi knew that Wan Dao Saint was the most low-key and never liked fame. But, he was dead, so what could he do?
Ji Wusi found it interesting and couldn't help but take a sip of wine.
In another dimension.
A man sneezed again for no apparent reason.
"Boss?" Someone looked at him strangely.
With their level of cultivation, how could they still sneeze?
The man touched his nose, a little bewildered: "...This ominous premonition is really getting stronger and stronger."
As soon as he finished speaking, more demons descended from the vortex in the sky. The man immediately forgot about everything and quickly went to fight.
A few days later.
Once again, a wave of demon invasion was repelled.
The man's brows were tightly furrowed.
The speed of time flow is different. It has been a hundred years in the other dimension, but in the outside world, it should be a thousand years.
They have been struggling here for a hundred years.
The only good news is.
The demons who invaded this world quickly discovered that this was an alternate dimension, unable to connect to the real world. They had to pay a price to come through the vortex, and if they couldn't capture a large world, it wouldn't be worth their while.
Later, they wanted to plunder the wealth and secret manuals of the Wushuang Sect.
As a result, the disciples of Wushuang Sect abandoned their sect and decided to fight a guerrilla war with them.
When they arrived at the sect, they discovered that the most important inheritance of the Wushuang Sect had disappeared at some point and had been transferred away long ago.
The demons resented the Wushuang Sect for being forcibly transferred to another dimension and emptied out, leaving them with no benefits at all, so they would come to harass them from time to time.
Now a hundred years have passed.
Many people from the Wushuang Sect have died in the battle.
The man himself could no longer hold on for much longer.
most.
At best they can only hold out for another ten years.
When the time comes.
He was really going to die in battle.
"Boss, I'm afraid we really can't hold on for a few more times." A woman said a little tiredly.
The man smiled gently. "My actions that day were destined for death. The hundred years I've survived are stolen time. Fifth sister, it will be a blessing to see you again in Hell someday."
The woman also laughed: "That's right."
A man nearby jokingly said, "Don't be so pessimistic. What if someone out there has cultivated to an unparalleled level of skill, comes to this alternate dimension, defeats the demons, and saves us? Boss, didn't you leave behind a legacy out there? Who knows, your descendants might find their way here."
The man said this in a joking tone, and everyone just laughed when they heard it.
They can only hold out for another ten years at most.
Even if the speed of time is different.
There are only a hundred years left outside.
Together with the previous thousand years, it was not a long time for practitioners like them.
In such a short period of time, for a peerless master to appear, that person must be strong enough to find another dimension and defeat the demons on the opposite side. This is almost impossible.
The man laughed too.
After laughing for a while, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
Huh?
"Boss, what's wrong?" someone asked.
The man hesitated.
He didn't know what to say. The third brother had clearly just said a joke. But he felt a sudden palpitation in his heart, as if this was more than just a joke.
He has now reached the pinnacle of the human world and has vaguely touched upon some supreme rules.
Normally, his intuition is rarely wrong.
The man suddenly felt a little confused.
What's going on.
Is his successor outside really going to cause trouble?
Impossible. Impossible.
His successor must be as gentle and refined as he is. How could he possibly cause any trouble?
This intuition probably told him that his successor was very powerful and might really find his way here in the future.
The man thought about this, feeling relieved and worried at the same time.
If he was not absolutely sure, he was not willing to let his only successor take such a risk and rush to the other dimension for rescue.
But there's nothing he can do now.
I can only hope that the successor outside can plan before taking action and never act impulsively.
In Lincheng.
Yunjin was still shouting with the loudspeaker.
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