Chapter 49 Final Victory.
Chapter 49
Move forward slowly step by step.
Soon, as expected, I came across a special place again.
Bu Xingjin took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and then plunged in.
It was a familiar feeling, only even more uncomfortable than before. Bu Xingjin felt like an earthworm, insisting on burrowing into the dry, hardened soil.
This was the final leg of the assessment journey. Passing through this special area would lead to the top of the wall. However, at this moment, Bu Xingjin was unaware of all this; he simply pressed forward tirelessly toward his goal.
Aided by the miraculous power of his spiritual essence, Bu Xingjin displayed astonishing speed, climbing ever higher. His opponents, whom he had surpassed, had little chance of catching up again. Bu Xingjin held onto his fifth-place position, smoothly traversing this unique area and unexpectedly reaching the finish line.
He had thought there would be at least two more ingenious parts later, but he had not expected it to end so abruptly.
Seen from below, the wall that Bu Xingjin had just climbed up was extremely wide and seemed endless, but after flying up, he found that the top was a circular platform with a diameter of about one hundred meters.
Bu Xingjin simulated the structure here in his mind, but found that he could not imagine it at all. He could only sigh that the world of cultivating immortals does not have to abide by scientific rules.
After Bu Xingjin came up, he looked around and quickly went to the giant. The other four people who passed by were also there.
The first one to reach the top was undoubtedly Qing Yan; the second was the young man favored by the giant, named Yi Tianxing; the third was also one of the young men favored by the giant, named Qin Zhiyong; the fourth was an inconspicuous female cultivator, wearing a gray dress, in her twenties, named Tan Zhizhi; the fifth was Bu Xingjin.
At the same time as Bu Xingjin came up, the giant waved his hand and kicked all the remaining fifteen people who had not passed the test out of the Immortal Tomb.
Looking at the last five people left, a stiff smile of joy appeared on the giant's expressionless face. The master's successor will be born among these five people.
"This final test is a battle of strength. The five of you will compete here. There are no rules or restrictions. The last one standing will be the one to inherit the master's tomb."
“There is a formation around the platform, and you are all trapped in it. Only the final winner can come out.
"Now I'm giving you one last chance. If you're scared and want to quit, I can still accept it and send you out for free."
"Are you afraid?"
The giant looked at the five people's faces one by one and suddenly asked loudly.
"Don't be afraid!" Yi Tianxing replied loudly.
The giant looked at Yi Tianxing and nodded with satisfaction.
"Is anyone going to give up?" he asked again.
The same words were repeated three times, but no one responded and no one left.
"Okay, let's start now!"
The moment the giant finished speaking, the five people separated instantly. Bu Xingjin was the last to move. He watched the others scatter and then reacted for a moment before flying to the remaining places.
Each of the five people occupied a position at the edge of the circular platform. The distance between each person and the two people next to them was almost the same, just like the five-pointed star in the middle of the circle, with everyone standing clearly on the five corners of the five-pointed star.
Ignoring Qing Yan, Bu Xingjin silently observed the other three. Except for him, everyone else here was a Yuanying-stage master, with only him, a Jindan-stage master, blending in. He stood out like a husky among wolves.
Everyone was watching, and no one dared to take the first step. Bu Xingjin took out the Blood River Knife and held it in his hand to guard against attacks from others.
As the only low-level cultivator among the five, he felt that he would be the first to be attacked.
It turned out that he guessed wrong.
The other three people except him suddenly attacked Qing Yan at the same time as if they had telepathy.
Bu Xingjin stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to continue pretending that he didn't know Qing Yan and pretend to attack him, or to join Qing Yan's side to help him fight the enemy.
At the moment when Bu Xingjin hesitated, the attack of the three people had arrived.
Yi Tianxing's weapon is a sword, a top-grade magic weapon, dark red in color, named Yu Sha. He is a sword cultivator, and his every move is a killing move, aiming straight for Qing Yan's vital points.
Qin Zhiyong's weapon was a halberd, a top-grade magic weapon made from an imitation of an immortal weapon passed down from his ancestors, called the Ru Meng Li Shang Halberd. Holding the Ru Meng Li Shang Halberd, which was as long as two people, he headed straight for Qing Yan's sea of consciousness.
Tan Zhizhi's weapon is runes. She is a rare rune practitioner. She pinched the talisman in her right hand and instantly threw out five or six talismans, flying towards Qing Yan in an attempt to block his retreat and help the other two people's killing moves hit.
Humans and monsters are still different. Although Qing Yan can kill several monsters of the same level in seconds, humans' various methods are hard to defend against. Bu Xingjin attacks Tan Zhizhi, trying to rescue Qing Yan.
He chose Tan Zhizhi because she was closer to him, and secondly, in his perception, Tan Zhizhi's cultivation level should be the second to last, the lowest being his.
Bu Xingjin used the Seven Killings Technique and attacked Tan Zhizhi.
Tan Zhizhi noticed it quickly and dodged to the side. In the moment she was distracted, one rune failed to reach its designated location.
The cage made of runes was missing a small piece and was no longer so perfect.
Qing Yan seized the opportunity to dodge the attacks of Yi Tianxing and Qin Zhiyong, and then quickly counterattacked. He got close to Yi Tianxing and struck Yi Tianxing in the chest with a palm.
Yi Tianxing vomited blood and fell to the ground. He looked like he was unconscious and couldn't get up at all.
Qin Zhiyong stepped aside in horror. Yi Tianxing was in the late Nascent Soul stage, one small realm higher than him, but he couldn't even withstand a single move from Qing Yan. How could he fight back?
The three of them actually knew each other before entering the Tomb of the Immortals. Although they were not friends, they were acquaintances who had met a few times.
When they found out that three of them were among the five people entering the final assessment, they formed a team tacitly without any communication. After eliminating the two outsiders, they would decide the winner.
As for why they attacked Qing Yan? The reason was simple: he was the strongest, and Bu Xingjin was not taken seriously by them at all.
The only thing I didn't expect was that Qing Yan was so strong.
After exchanging two moves with Bu Xingjin, Tan Zhizhi realized that she was not as easy to defeat as she had imagined, so she hurriedly retreated to Qin Zhiyong's side.
"This Jindan stage is not simple either." Tan Zhizhi communicated with Qin Zhiyong.
"That Yuanying stage cultivator defeated Yi Tianxing with just one palm." Qin Zhiyong was still in shock and hadn't recovered.
"What?" Tan Zhizhi was shocked when she heard Qin Zhiyong's voice transmission. She had just been fighting with the Jindan stage cultivator and had missed this scene.
"Give up! We can't resist!" Qin Zhiyong said bitterly. He was brimming with confidence, hailed within the sect as one of the best young talents, undefeated and the only one capable of defeating his opponents across borders. However, the gap between them now seemed like an insurmountable chasm. He didn't even dare to attempt the challenge, and could only helplessly give up.
"No, we can't give up!" Tan Zhizhi rejected Qin Zhiyong's proposal with a cold face.
"So what if you don't admit defeat? We can't win at all."
"I have two precious Explosion Pills on hand. This miraculous medicine has a six-hour effect. After taking it, you will be able to greatly stimulate your inner potential and at least double your combat effectiveness. However, the only side effect is that your body will feel weak and you will need to stay in bed for half a month to recover. I hope you will carefully consider it and decide whether to take it after weighing the pros and cons."
After Tan Zhizhi finished her statement, she took out a reddish-brown pill the size of a peanut from her pocket and gently placed it next to Qin Zhiyong.
Without waiting for his response, she swallowed the pill. Her actions were driven by a profound motive: she desperately needed a miraculous elixir to rescue those in distress. Legend had it that this miraculous elixir lay within the tomb of a scattered immortal, and she must ultimately triumph.
As soon as she swallowed the reddish-brown pill, it burned like a raging fire within Tan Zhizhi, spreading from her throat to every part of her body. She felt her strength instantly multiply. She stared blankly at Qing Yan and pulled a stack of talisman paper made of a special material from her storage bag. With a flick of her sleeve, the stack transformed into a sharp talisman sword.
She held the talisman sword in her hand and flew towards Qing Yan at an extremely fast speed.
Qing Yan was unarmed, but he dodged with ease using his incredibly skillful body movements. Occasionally, he would seize upon his opponent's weakness and attempt to strike Tan Zhizhi's arm, but she would cleverly avoid him by instantly increasing her height.
The two of them were moving at an extremely fast speed, and Bu Xingjin could only see their afterimages and could not get involved at all.
On the platform, a strange scene unfolded before their eyes: two men were engaged in a fierce battle in the center, while the other two stood quietly on either side, seemingly observing the battle. On the ground, an unconscious man lay, adding to the chaos.
Tan Zhizhi is about to lose.
As time went by, thanks to Qing Yan's terrifyingly excellent learning ability and speed, the time Tan Zhizhi could dodge became shorter and shorter. She could feel that if she didn't dodge Qing Yan's hand, she would be hit and fall unconscious like Yi Tianxing lying on the ground.
Qin Zhiyong also realized what Tan Zhizhi knew. His eyes fell on the reddish-brown pill. After taking a glance at it, he swallowed it without hesitation.
The moment the drug took effect, he leaped into the fierce battle between the two men like a dragon.
Bu Xingjin felt that he was redundant in this scene, especially after Qing Yan's voice as clear as a spring reminded him not to get involved.
It wasn't a question of whether he was willing to participate, but rather that he couldn't find a chance to intervene amidst the three men's swift, wind-like movements. Their figures were like a stream of light, and Bu Xingjin could only catch afterimages, unable to even pinpoint the enemy's exact location to launch an attack.
Despite their combined strength and drug use, they failed to gain a clear advantage. As time went on, Qing Yan's understanding of their moves deepened, and their chances of victory gradually dwindled.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two more figures vomiting blood lay on the ground. Bu Xingjin looked carefully and found that they were also unconscious.
At this moment, only Qing Yan and he were left standing on the platform.
Bu Xingjin stared at Qing Yan, deep down, he was ready to give up. In fact, with the system in his hands, he had no particular interest in the treasures in the Tomb of the Loose Immortals. However, he was sincerely pleased that Qing Yan was able to obtain these inheritances.
Before Bu Xingjin could even say he gave up, Qing Yan had already taken the initiative and tactfully stopped him from saying, "I don't need this inheritance. I'll just admit defeat later."
No, how did you say what I wanted to say?
"No, you got first place based on your own strength. This Immortal Tomb should belong to you."
"No need to say more."
Qing Yan looked at the giant and said, "I give up."
"Why do you want to give up so easily? As long as you defeat him, you can obtain the inheritance of the Pure Hua Sanxian. Such a precious opportunity, and you choose to give in without hesitation?"
The giant's voice was shocked.
Once Qing Yan made a decision, he would not change it. No one could persuade him to change his mind. The giant had no choice but to accept this reality.
With a wave of his hand, he drove all the others out of the Tomb of the Immortals, leaving only Bu Xingjin in the entire Tomb of the Immortals.
The giant led Bu Xingjin to a large hall. A solemn and dignified atmosphere permeated the hall. In the center of the hall hung a weathered ancient painting. It depicted a handsome young man, his eyes deep and mysterious, as if he could see through everything in the world.
The giant, who had shrunk to human size, pointed at the portrait and said, "This is the Pure Hua Sanxian. He never paid attention to formalities during his lifetime. Bow to his portrait, and you will be accepted as an initiator."
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