What aunt? They are obviously sisters.

Chapter 330: Sudden Enlightenment (New)

at the same time.

Li Ming also stopped at the entrance to the eighth floor. The air around him suddenly became a little colder because of Araki's words.

He could sense that the old fellow Araki Fuyushige was quite powerful, and was considered average among the S-level ones, so he did have some capital.

However, in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand more than two moves. If he wasn't on guard, a single teleportation would take his life.

Li Ming stood not far away, with a slight sneer on his face, but did not respond.

He knew that the elder had already begun to doubt him, but... it didn't matter, he couldn't interfere now.

If he could intervene, this old guy would not be standing there talking to him, he would have come to kill him long ago.

Anyway, he never intended to hide for too long from the beginning.

"But... if you come out now and don't enter the eighth floor, I can let you go for hiding your identity and sneaking into the temple." Araki Fuyuki spoke again, his tone indifferent, as if he was just casually talking about an insignificant matter.

“Moreover, the eighth floor of the altar is not a place that anyone can enter. The stronger you are, the stronger the guardian reflected on the eighth floor will be.

You are destined to fail and may even die in there. Although you and I don’t know each other, I am a person who loves talent and I don’t want such a talented young man like you to die in vain.

Jingtian, do you understand? It’s never too late to turn back! "

Araki Fuyuki's voice became louder and louder, but Li Ming still did not respond.

This made him frown his long white eyebrows.

For a moment, everyone was silent.

It was the first time that Fujiwara, Princess Masong and a group of guardians heard Lord Araki speak so much.

In the past, whenever Lord Araki said something, people would rush to answer.

Now Li Ming actually treated Lord Araki's words as nothing. Not only did he ignore them, he also felt a bit disgusted.

They were all certain that if Li Ming was not on the threshold of the eighth floor, he would have been beaten into a meat pie with this attitude.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Li Ming took another step forward.

This……

For a moment, the scene fell into a deadlock again.

Yasong Guangzi frowned slightly, helpless, and could only look at Araki Fuyuki cautiously: "Sir, we are now..."

Araki Fuyuki was silent for a moment, and realized that Li Ming was determined to enter the eighth floor.

He quickly came to Yasong Photon and Yacun Shangshu, slowly turned around, looked in the direction of the ninth floor, and said with a hint of real solemnity: "The Lord Palace Master is carrying out a thousand-year plan, and the core area of ​​the ninth floor has been completely blocked.

The only access channel is when the challenger successfully passes the ninth floor and is automatically teleported into the core area.

I am afraid that this reckless and ignorant boy has really passed the ninth floor and entered the core area..."

The air solidified instantly.

Princess Yasong's pupils contracted slightly and her heartbeat began to accelerate. Fujiwara seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter and his face turned pale.

If the Palace Master's plan is destroyed, she will definitely not be able to escape!
Araki Fuyuki's eyes turned cold, but when he looked at Li Ming who was standing at the door neither entering nor leaving, his old face couldn't help but twitch.

He sighed slightly and said, "So, for the sake of the Lord Palace Master's plan, no one must be prevented from entering."

"A Millennium Plan..."

Yasong Guangzi was a little dazed, chewing on the word in her mind, recalling the information she had, and piecing together the truth bit by bit. She had been educated about the altar since she was a child, and knew that it existed for a very long time, even longer than the history of the entire Sakura Country.

But it has always been described as the "trial ground of the temple" - a testing ground for selecting the strongest guardians and altar masters.

However, the words of the elder made her feel extremely uneasy.

Because when she wanted to run for the position of altar leader, her father, the emperor, repeatedly stopped her.

But when she asked why, the emperor father sighed helplessly and said that she could not go.

She said that her brothers and sisters had all become forum leaders, and she was her father's favorite daughter, and he didn't want her to suffer or compete.

Another time, two years ago, she accidentally overheard her father talking to a strong man from the four major organizations, the Freemasons, talking about altars, sacrifices, SS-level drugs...

In recent days, the altar, which had been peaceful, was suddenly announced to be unusable and no one was allowed to draw on the power of the altar.

Now, Lord Araki is talking about the Palace Master’s thousand-year plan.

At this moment, Yasong Mitsuko thought of a lot of things, and the emperor's father's earnest advice came to her mind again.

Forum Master...where are the forum masters?
The Emperor, the Lord of the Temple, and the elders always say that becoming the Lord of the Temple will give you a chance to break through to the S-level...

But now, four generations of forum masters have been trained, why is there no one to be seen?

Did they all go to various shrines?

The Emperor's warning, the disappeared altar master, SS-level medicine, the thousand-year plan... At this moment, Yasong Photon seemed to have grasped something, his body trembled slightly, he subconsciously glanced at the altar in the distance, and swallowed lightly.

The trials and training of the altar have never been to cultivate strong people, but... to harvest them?
A lot of fragmented information flashed through her mind in an instant.

Those strong ones who fell in the challenge, those altar masters who were deprived of their qualifications, those guardians who suddenly disappeared...

Princess Yasong was trembling slightly and her heart was beating wildly.

"So..." She trembled inwardly, thoughts surging in her mind, "The power of the loser will not be wasted, and the winner... is nothing more than a higher-level sacrifice..."

She finally understood - the altar was never a place for the temple to cultivate strong people, but an altar for screening and harvesting nutrients!
Her expression changed and she looked at Li Ming with complicated eyes, with great doubts in her heart.

So... Li Ming, is he really completely unaware, or has he already noticed all this?
What is his purpose?!

Araki Fuyuyuki didn't say anything more at this moment.

He just glanced at Li Ming lightly, with a meaningful smile on his face: "Jingtian, if you can really pass the eighth level, when you come out, I will personally help you check and test your strength to see if you are qualified to challenge the ninth level."

Li Ming did not respond, as if Araki was talking nonsense. He knew very well that this old guy had no other choice but to deceive him in various ways.

He looked towards the altar gate, already having some guesses in his mind. The eighth floor was just the practice for him to confirm his guesses.

He glanced at the statues on both sides. The snake heads remained motionless, mysterious and silent as death.

Then he strode towards the door.

With every step inside, the aura of the altar grew stronger, runes flickered faintly on the walls, and the air seemed to grow heavier.

However, soon after Li Ming entered, the snake heads outside the altar had quietly lit up, and then lit up one by one in sequence.

On the eighth level, the snake head lit up, meaning that Li Ming had entered this new level.

Araki Fuyuki outside turned his head slightly and looked towards the altar on the eighth floor, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

He did not rush to act, but closed his eyes and murmured softly: "Jingtian, I believe you can pass the eighth floor. I will wait for you outside."

(End of this chapter)