Three thousand strands of black hair suddenly turned white.

This tiny change would be difficult to detect unless one was observing very carefully.

However, the changes go far beyond this.

When the first strand of black and shiny hair turned gray, the gray color was like algae that continued to reproduce and proliferate. In just a few breaths, Zhen Chi had a head full of white hair.

The dark brown divine chain of order was firmly rooted in Zhen Chi's body, ignoring all obstacles. The evil power penetrated his body, affected his soul, and in a more covert way, devoured the indescribable things.

His strength did not decline in the slightest, and the Dao Yun Golden Pill was not affected at all.

But his life seemed to have been cut off abruptly. The heaviness of the years moved through his body like an invisible blade, taking away his youth and vitality.

It all happened so quickly and so suddenly, neither Zhen Chi nor the group of people who had absolute confidence in Zhen Chi had expected what was happening before their eyes.

I'm afraid that long before the life and death arena began, the Pantheon had already prepared to deal with the opponent's idiot - or in other words, when those guys from the demon race proposed the life and death arena to resolve the affairs of the Source Heaven Realm, it was impossible for them not to know that the human race had an invincible genius with a golden elixir.

It is for this reason that the nine major immortal sects agreed to the life and death arena.

That is why, when Zhen Chi steps onto the battlefield, no matter who his opponent is, as long as there is another one, it will definitely be a killing move aimed at him.

This trick is only effective when used on Zhen Chi. Although the other geniuses on the stage are also in the Golden Core Perfection stage and are hundreds of years old, they are still absolutely young among the Golden Cores.

Only Zhen Chi can barely be described as "very old".

Other geniuses have already begun to seek the Nascent Soul stage and move towards a higher path, but Zhen Chi is the only one who began to accept disciples in the Golden Core stage.

This is usually done by Jindan monks who are not capable of advancing to the Nascent Soul stage. Otherwise, where would they have the time to teach their disciples? They would not have enough time to strive to advance to the Nascent Soul stage themselves!

The limit of the golden elixir is a lifespan of 500 years.

Considering that Zhen Chi is a Dao Yun Jin Dan, his lifespan should be higher, but it is destined not to be too much higher, because this is not an essential breakthrough.

Just like when Gu Danchang was promoted from master to grand master in the mortal world, his lifespan did not increase much.

Unless he can take one more step from Dao Yun Jin Dan to Yuan Ying stage, he can be considered to have completed the leap. Otherwise, he can only be violent at Jin Dan stage. This is why, even though Zhen Chi Jin Dan is invincible, no one wants to learn from him.

Those who are capable look down on it, and those who are not capable don’t have the money to learn it.

This is what makes Zhen Chi unique. For all the major immortal sects, one such person is enough. It is not about raising a Gu, it is just an attempt.

But no one expected that Zhen Chi's predicament and embarrassment were so obvious. Even when the human race was not optimistic about the future, the Pantheon still prepared a powerful weapon specifically for Zhen Chi.

It's not about fighting him head-on in the Jindan realm, but about shortening his lifespan!

The blow is not only to Zhen Chi's present, but also to his future.

Sacrifice a strange beast with the blood of Cheng Huang to deal the heaviest blow to Zhen Chi!

The sudden change shocked everyone for a moment.

Even if his lifespan was not shortened, the chances of Zhen Chi breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage were probably only one in ten thousand.

The Pantheon was worried that Zhen Chi could really grow up and complete this conspiracy at all costs.

If it is true, the one who values ​​you the most is your enemy.

The Pantheon is unwilling to leave even a chance for a breakthrough to Zhen Chi. Since you don’t have much time left, I will give you one more blow!

Zhen Chi's originally young face now had a few more wrinkles.

The dark brown divine chain of order was completely rooted in the body, like a big tree, stretching out countless roots, firmly rooted in his flesh, blood, and soul.

No matter how he activated the secret techniques and the power of the Taoist Golden Elixir, he remained unmoved.

The curse brought about by the life of the Yellow Bloodline cannot be removed by ordinary methods. This method even involves the witchcraft in ancient legends, which is the most insidious and vicious.

Zhen Chi's face turned pale, and although his strength was clearly intact, he felt an obvious sense of weakness, as if he had been working hard for decades without a rest.

The dark brown divine chain of order rooted in his body was still constantly demanding his life, like a rope that was constantly tightening, impatiently calling for his death.

senescence.

For ordinary people, this feeling might take more than ten years, or even dozens of years, to slowly realize.

But for monks, the aging process will be compressed as much as possible along with their own practice.

For a cultivator who has achieved the perfection of the Golden Elixir, even without mentioning the Dao Yun Golden Elixir, even if his life span is coming to an end, his strength will not decline too much, and the feeling of weakness will be almost non-existent.

Before death comes, a big battle is not a problem.

But now, Zhen Chi has truly experienced the taste of aging, and it is really happening to him.

Even those originally sharp eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, no longer as clear and bright as before.

A strong aura of death emanated from Zhen Chi's body, locking onto him tightly.

"Disciple!"

The first person to react to this shocking change was Zhen Chi's master, Luo Qi, the Nascent Soul Master of Tianyan Sect.

At this time, Luo Qi's eyes were wide open, his eyes were bloodshot, and the sound waves spread a hundred miles away, "Come back and heal your wounds!"

Yuanying Venerable had extremely broad knowledge. When he saw what happened to Zhen Chi, he immediately thought of some vicious methods recorded in the classics.

Even though the Golden Core was invincible, it couldn't handle this kind of tailor-made 'killer move', not to mention the ancient beast Chenghuang's bloodline as a sacrifice and anchor.

If one still has a long life span, or is able to advance to the Nascent Soul stage, this method would naturally not be worth mentioning.

Even a curse often requires ten or even a hundred times the cost to be effective on an equal force. Its only advantage is that it is difficult to deal with and hard to defend against.

But it can be used on a formation maniac, and it is not wrong to say that it is a special attack.

The lifespan of a strange beast with yellow bloodline is at least a thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years.

After all, the real Cheng Huang never died of old age. In a sense, the heaven and earth gave him immortality. Even the elixir made from Cheng Huang could extend his life by a thousand years! Now that all his life was gone, how much of his life would be cut by paying such a terrible price to curse Zhen Chi? Dozens of years? Hundreds of years? Just from the white hair, it was clear that Zhen Chi was definitely "injured". It was true that there was no injury on his body, but the years had already dealt him a heavy blow.

And judging from the strong aura of death emanating from Zhen Chi, this attack is not the end. After enduring the most serious shortening of his lifespan, there are still more troublesome things such as aging, fatigue, etc. that will haunt him.

However, in response to the master's call, Zhen Chi just took a look and then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

After a moment, Zhen Chi did not move.

He looked at the place where the strange beast with the yellow bloodline exploded, and there was not much change in the expression on his face.

Anger, rebuke, abuse? Those guys in the Pantheon were mortal enemies of the human race.

Since they are mortal enemies, any means are justified. Venting with words is often just the cry of the weak, and Zhen Chi disdains this.

When he chose the path of Dao Yun Jin Dan, he had already prepared himself for a bad end, and now the day has just come a little earlier.

But killing only two is not safe.

Ying Yaoyao killed two and met the third one. The training he received from Tianyan Sect was no less than that of Ying Yaoyao. It was reasonable for him to repay this gift.

At least three must be killed to be worthy of the cultivation of the master and the sect.

Zhen Chi said, "Next!"

"I'll let you out!"

Luo Qi was furious and said anxiously: "Come back and recuperate! The leader of the Changsheng Sect is here and has his own longevity elixir. Come back here!"

Things like cursing must not be delayed.

The longer you delay, the more troublesome and difficult it will be.

Just like for ordinary people, a minor illness can develop into a major illness, so is a curse?

Even the curse devours the monks' strength, which will only grow faster, more violently, and more rapidly!

Every moment that passes is equivalent to providing a continuous supply of nutrients for the curse that is its own foundation.

In addition, they were not allowed to take any pills or any supplies in the life-and-death arena. If the formation maniac refused to leave the battlefield, they could not help or contain him.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. Please forgive me for not being able to obey your command."

Zhen Chi shook his head and said, "Thanks to the kindness of my master and the sect, I have been fortunate to have fought for the Golden Elixir for hundreds of years. Today, I am fighting on behalf of the sect and the human race, so how can I retreat like this? Taking first place is not disappointing the sect's cultivation."

His voice was calm, but his tone was extremely firm.

Killing two enemies is not enough.

Since the Pantheon can send four more, he must kill at least one more to be safe.

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This is the persistence of Zhenchi.

"Replacing two is enough! There's a ferocious beast inside!"

Luo Qi said impatiently: "Even in the worst case scenario, you are still in the top three. You have lived up to the cultivation of the sect. Now I want you to come back. Do you hear me?!"

As Zhen Chi's master, he has always been proud of Zhen Chi.

The lives of his disciples are very important in his eyes.

Among the remaining few people, who dares to say that they can kill a fierce beast and still have the strength to defeat the enemy? Even if there is one, the top three are very good. It's nothing more than taking the top-grade spiritual vein a little later. At least they can catch up and avoid the unlucky situation of the source heaven realm falling before occupying the top-grade spiritual vein.

However, Zhen Chi shook his head.

The master has his own considerations, and Zhen Chi has his own persistence.

Others can analyze and consider for him, but they cannot make choices for him.

If he didn't have this kind of determination and persistence in setting his goal, he wouldn't have become the only one in the world of immortal cultivation to achieve Dao Yun Jin Dan.

What if the road ahead is uncertain and dangerous? Once he decides, he won't change his mind.

Since Zhen Chi didn't leave the field himself, Roche could only worry.

The edge of the battlefield of the life and death arena has already been set up with a barrier by many Nascent Soul Masters, not only by human cultivators, but also by the Pantheon.

What you need to be on guard against is someone secretly helping you.

If he forcibly broke the barrier and rushed in to take Zhen Chi away, it would be tantamount to violating the agreement between the human and demon races. All previous efforts, and even the life and death arena, would be invalid.

Although Zhen Chi is now cursed, the overall situation is very good for the human race.

There are still six geniuses on the human race who have not yet shown their talents, leaving only four spots in the Pantheon.

Plus if Zhen Chi decides to kill one more, there will only be three spots left at most.

Six against three, a round-robin battle is a sure win. To break the rules at this time is simply to be a war criminal of the human race. Unless one wants to start another war between humans and monsters and continue to fight until Lu Chen, the Nascent Soul Master must personally go down to fight.

That price is a bit too high.

"If Zhen Chi has such a belief, let him be. No matter what, Zhen Chi is a hero of the human race. When he dies, we will definitely try our best to heal his wounds."

The leader of the Tianji Sect spoke to comfort him at this time.

"That's right. Can the nine great immortal sects do anything about a curse? Although longevity pills are rare, they are not unavailable. You can relax a little."

The leader of the Hehuan Sect also followed closely to offer comfort.

Roche's face was dark and gloomy.

The geniuses of these two families have performed quite well in the life and death arena, so occupying the top four seats is not a big problem.

Zhen Chi is not their disciple, and whether from the perspective of the sect's interests or the interests of the human race, they will not allow this life-and-death arena to be destroyed.

"Since you have stepped onto the life and death arena, you have already prepared yourself for death. Zhen Chi has aspirations, and there is no need to persuade him."

Finally, the leader of Tianyan Sect spoke and made the final decision.

Are the words life and death just empty words? When you step onto the ring, you have already put your life aside.

If that's the case, why bother to persuade him? After the clan leader said so, Luo Qi opened his lips slightly, but in the end, no sound came out.

His personal relationship with Zhen Chi cannot influence the overall situation.

He could only watch Zhen Chi waiting on the battlefield, the death aura around him becoming increasingly dense and heavy.

A quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

Half an hour.

The Pantheon genius, who had always appeared on stage very quickly, was slow to come on stage this time.

There is no need for any explanation, everyone can see it clearly.

If you have to delay, then delay it as much as possible.

As time goes by, Zhen Chi, who has no way to heal his wounds or take pills, will become weaker and weaker, and the curse he suffers will become more severe.

Even though this would hardly affect his real combat power, it would consume Zhen Chi's life and future.

For the Pantheon, why not?

No matter how cruel you are to your enemies, it is never too cruel.

Finally, when the last hour stipulated by the rules finally arrived, the Pantheon took action.

A little demon who had just been promoted to demon king was thrown up.

It was really thrown up.

Zhen Chi didn't hesitate at all, and a formation suddenly took shape. The demon king's panicked scream had not even reached its highest note before it was completely drowned out by the formation.

There is no doubt that this is cannon fodder.

Even though Zhenchi was cursed, the impact on his combat effectiveness was not critical, so the Pantheon cleverly gave him away at random.

Anyway, other geniuses probably wouldn't be very helpful, so there's no need to confront him head-on.

After defeating his opponent, Zhen Chi left the battlefield without any hesitation.

If he stayed, the Pantheon would definitely delay for another hour.

Defeating three opponents was enough to give a fairly satisfactory explanation to the sect, the master, and the human race, and live up to his reputation.

Let's leave the rest of us to fight on the battlefield. (End of this chapter)