Immortality Cultivation: Fellow Daoists, please live for two more episodes!

Seven days later, on the north slope of the main peak of Wanku Mountain.

The entrance to the secret realm is a black stone door embedded in the mountain wall, its surface covered with dense array patterns, shimmering with spiritual light.

Nearly a hundred people had gathered in the open space in front of the gate.

When Pei Changgeng arrived, the noise in the open space suddenly subsided, and nearly a hundred pairs of eyes swept over, most of them filled with hostility.

In the past three months, Pei Changgeng has killed thirty-nine people in the outer sect. Although they were all people who actively sought trouble with him, there were connections, fellow disciples, and chains of interest behind each death.

He didn't just offend thirty-nine people, but the whole group behind those thirty-nine people.

I suspect that half of the people who signed up for the secret realm trial today aren't after the demonic beasts, but rather after Pei Changgeng.

If someone dies in the secret realm, it's called an "accident during the trial".

This is much more convenient than doing it outside.

Pei Changgeng clearly understood the situation as well.

He didn't react at all, walked to a corner, leaned against the mountain wall, and closed his eyes.

A moment later, a young man dressed in the robes of an inner disciple emerged from behind the secret realm gate, holding a scroll of names in his hand.

He has a clear and handsome appearance, a calm and composed demeanor, and high cultivation level...

Zhou Youyuan used the new spiritual perspective from "The Record of Sending Off the Dead" to sense that he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

A great figure who has traversed the Heavenly Palace.

"Everyone, I am Shen He, the eldest disciple of Master Lone Star."

The young man glanced at everyone present:

The rules of the secret realm trial are simple: once inside, each person must hunt monsters based on their own abilities. The monsters are divided into three ranks: A, B, and C. A rank C monster is worth one point, a rank B monster is worth five points, and a rank A monster is worth twenty points.

"The trial will last for three days. After three days, the secret realm will automatically close. At that time, the ranking will be based on each person's hunting contribution. The top three will be personally assessed by me."

"There's one more..."

Shen He's gaze swept across the crowd, finally settling on Pei Changgeng:

"Within the secret realm, conflicts between disciples are not bound by sect rules. Life and death are preordained, and wealth and honor are determined by fate. If you are worried about any accidents happening in the secret realm, please leave as soon as possible."

After saying that, he turned around, made a hand seal, and the array patterns on the black stone door suddenly lit up. A crack half a person's height appeared on the door, and spiritual light surged, revealing a dark and dense forest inside.

"Go in."

Hundreds of people filed in.

Pei Changgeng was last in line.

The moment he stepped across the threshold, the door behind him slammed shut.

……

The interior of the secret realm was much larger than Zhou Youyuan had imagined.

The boundless dense forest is full of spiritual energy, with distant mountain shadows and occasional roars of beasts coming from the depths.

As soon as Pei Changgeng entered, he headed deep into the dense forest, not with anyone, not on the main road, but choosing to go in directions with fewer people.

They hadn't even walked half an incense stick's time.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the bushes ahead.

Pei Changgeng stopped in his tracks.

It's not a monster.

Two figures emerged from the bushes on the left, three more appeared on the right, and two more stood on the low hill behind.

Seven people formed a semi-circle around Pei Changgeng, completely blocking his escape route.

The leader was a burly man with a thick beard, possessing a cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining, and carrying a gleaming crescent-shaped blade.

"Senior Brother Pei, what a coincidence!"

Pei Changgeng glanced at him: "You have a grudge against me too? But I don't think I know you."

"You don't know me, but you know Zhou Hu, right?"

"Who?"

"The one you killed last month."

"I killed several last month, which one are you talking about?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

The bearded man pointed his crescent-shaped dagger forward:

"Forget it, none of that matters anymore. The seven of us already discussed this before entering the secret realm today. Your bounty in the outer sect has already reached 3000 points. What beast hunting secret realm? I think your beast is the most valuable one in this secret realm."

After he finished speaking, the six people behind him simultaneously activated their spiritual power, and their magical artifacts lit up.

Three Qi Refining Level 7 cultivators and four Level 6 cultivators—that's already a considerable force even among the outer sect members.

Pei Changgeng stood in the circle of seven people, scanned them, and then did something that no one expected.

He took off the newly forged black iron bracers and placed them on a rock at his feet.

"What are you doing?" The bearded man was stunned.

"I'm afraid of damaging it." Pei Changgeng flexed his wrist. "It was just forged; it was quite expensive to make."

Bearded man: "..."

"Kill him!"

All seven attacked at the same time.

Pei Changgeng did not retreat. He took a step forward, his figure leaving an afterimage in the instant.

Time flies!

With his defense maxed out and combined with the explosive movement technique unique to body cultivators, he withstood the cutting of two wind blades and, like a mad boar, instantly crashed into the arms of the two people on his left.

"Snap!"

Without a word, Pei Changgeng channeled pure, dirty power into his arms, shattering one person's protective aura with a punch, and then smashing another person's chest with an elbow.

In less than two breaths, the two fell to the ground dead!

"Retreat! Create distance! Body cultivators are invincible in close combat; as agreed, use the rope to subdue him!"

The bearded man's eyelids twitched wildly. Although he had long anticipated Pei Changgeng's strength, how could he possibly defeat one of them in a single move when seven people ganged up on him?

This was completely unexpected, and at this moment he could only retreat while roaring angrily.

The remaining five reacted extremely quickly, clearly having been trained; four of them simultaneously threw out a crimson chain from their storage bags.

"Four Symbols Dragon Locking Formation, activate!"

Four chains intertwined in mid-air, instantly pressing down on Pei Changgeng's head.

boom!

A tremendous force weighing over a thousand pounds slammed down, causing Pei Changgeng's knees to buckle and the ground beneath his feet to crack inch by inch. He was pinned to the spot by the four array chains and could not move!

"Hahaha! A brute is a brute!"

The bearded man was overjoyed at the sight and raised his crescent blade: "No matter how hard your fists are, let's see how you fight when you're suppressed by the formation. Slice him alive!"

The four disciples simultaneously formed hand seals, controlling flying swords and spells, preparing for a comprehensive annihilation.

Zhou Youyuan, watching from outside the screen, shook his head. Depriving body cultivators of mobility—this group's tactics were quite effective.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that this brute had just updated the game version inside the mine.

Just as the five people's spells were about to strike, Pei Changgeng, who was being pressed firmly to the ground, suddenly raised his head and grinned cruelly.

He suddenly opened his mouth.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three eerie green beams shot out from his mouth in a triangular pattern.

These were the three "Yinquan Swords" that he had refined with his own blood.

The distance was too close, and the flying sword was extremely fast.

"Pfft."

"Ah... my eyes, this sword is poisoned."

Two disciples who were maintaining the formation were pierced through the throat and face by the Yin Spring Sword. The deadly corpse poison instantly turned half of their heads into blood.

The other sword was firmly embedded in the man's crescent-shaped blade, and the spiritual light of the top-grade magic weapon was instantly corrupted by the insidious poison, turning it into ordinary iron.

The formation collapsed with a crash as two corners were missing.

"Wasn't this guy supposed to be a purebred body cultivator?"

The bearded man was horrified. Seeing two more of his companions die in an instant, his eyes turned completely red.

Including himself, there are now only three people left.

"He just broke through the formation, and the poisoned sword is no longer in his hand. While he's recovering, use your ultimate move to kill him."

The bearded man was also a ruthless character; he bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood onto a crimson talisman.

The other two surviving disciples followed suit, and the three of them simultaneously unleashed their trump card, the Fire and Thunder Talisman.

Rumbling--

Three bolts of lightning, each as thick as a water bucket, merged in mid-air, transforming into a terrifying sea of ​​fire that enveloped an area of ​​ten zhang in radius, descending upon Pei Changgeng who had just stood up.

This is an indiscriminate area-of-effect attack that cannot be avoided!