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At this time, outside the secret realm, a large number of sects gathered around to watch what was going on in the secret realm.
Before the trial began, a great cultivator used his great supernatural power, allowing cultivators outside to see the situation in the secret realm from several locations as long as they used their spiritual thoughts.
The picture is full of black soil, a plain is spread out in a fan shape, and green peaks stand in the distance.
The monks' goal is to reach the highest peak, but the journey is extremely dangerous. Second- and third-level spiritual beasts are hidden in the vegetation and under the surface, and may attack at any time. The sky is even more dangerous. Countless ferocious birds are hiding in the clouds. If they don't attack, they will be killed. Once they attack, it will be a killing move.
Some monks are already on the way forward, and some monks are still watching from a distance, waiting for those in front to explore the way of birth, and then follow them.
Some of the monks are recuperating, because it has not been an easy journey and they need to regroup before they can start again.
The black soil is vast, and monks from various forces stand in one place. Some stand high in the sky and look down, and some with strong strength set up flying boats and look down at the cultivators below.
The people from the Dao Sect of the Lower Realm gathered high in the sky in the north, each with a majestic and unusual appearance.
Hundreds of thousands of people came in, and after passing through various trials, there were still thousands of people who came here.
Most of them are disciples in the foundation building stage, and a few are still in the Qi refining stage. Except for luck or the protection of others, most of the disciples who can kill here are powerful people.
Outside the secret realm, the old monks looked at the trial situation and chatted word by word.
“This generation of geniuses is generally more talented than the previous generation.”
"I wonder if I can break the secret realm record and obtain the ancient inheritance."
"I don't think so. The geniuses who came down from the upper realm in the past few years may not be able to obtain the ancient inheritance. How can we, the natives of the lower realm, succeed?"
Said an old man with an immortal spirit.
Someone on the opposite side replied: "Indeed, among the younger generation in the upper world, there are only a handful of geniuses who have the ability to compete for ancient inheritance."
"Speaking of this, don't forget that that genius single-handedly acquired three ancient inheritances."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts trembled and they couldn't help but look serious.
Of course they knew who "the genius" was.
The leader of the Dao Sect, the most powerful young man known as the greatest genius in the world.
The leader of the Dao Sect of this generation is considered to be the most gifted genius in history. There have been dozens of leaders before him, but none of them can match the achievements of the current generation.
Before he was a minor, he used the innate Dao foundation of the Peak Great Perfection to break through the foundation-building realm and reach the youngest level of concentration in the history of the world of cultivation.
If you break through the Foundation Establishment Realm at a young age, you may not be able to bear that title.
Breakthrough and foundation building at the age of sixteen. Many geniuses can do it, but none of them can do it. Why? Because everyone will frantically consolidate and strengthen the Dao foundation during the foundation building period to support the future Dao.
The more stable the road foundation, the farther the road will go.
Some geniuses even hesitate to hold on to their innate true energy, and they only barely manage to break through to the next level after cultivating for decades in the foundation-building stage until they reach Great Consummation.
However, the leader of the Dao Sect was different. He didn't take the ordinary path at all. At the age of sixteen, he strengthened the Dao Foundation to the point where it could no longer be strengthened or sublimated. After that, he couldn't suppress it anymore, so he was able to survive in countless worlds. In the vision, he broke through to the state of concentration.
He also created legends everywhere, suppressing countless geniuses of his generation by one person, pushing a generation aside, and no one could compete with him.
It is conceivable that he will become the most powerful person in the world in the future.
Speaking of this, the old monks were even more emotional.
"It's so monstrous, the first of this generation is simply unreasonable."
"Have you heard of it? It seems that the person broke through accidentally in his sleep."
"Seriously? By God, this talent is so amazing. I don't know if I can break through the foundation building stage in my life. Others can break through just by breathing."
"How can we compare to the great geniuses in the upper world?"
The casual cultivators also started chatting.
The upper realm and the lower realm are like heaven and earth. The upper realm is far away from the lower realm. It is unattainable. People in the lower world may not have any hope of going to the upper world in this life, but they can know some rumors about the upper world.
This is thanks to the communication tools of the Immortal Way and the enthusiastic sharing of some hermit overhauls.
"I heard that that person went to the ancient Tianxuan secret realm not long ago."
"Yes, I went alone. Only one person is allowed to enter the ancient Tianxuan Secret Realm at a time. Once you enter, it will be a ten-year trial. I don't know what the situation is."
For a while, everyone was talking.
But soon, their eyes were attracted by the movement in the secret area.
I saw several young monks turn around and look at the commoner boy walking out of the forest with disdain.
"It's him."
"A barbarian from a bad land, and he's still alive."
"Why don't you die? Is he even worthy of wanting to inherit from ancient times? He is not overestimating his own abilities."
They recognized the commoner boy and spoke harshly to him.
As the largest sect in the Dao Sect, every quota to join the sect is extremely precious. It is an opportunity that many geniuses dream of. However, it was easily obtained by this barbarian. How could they not be jealous?
"If it weren't for Taoist Qingxuan's relationship, how could he have the chance to enter the Taoist Sect?"
Some were sarcastic without mercy.
However, Jing Zetian paid no attention to them. As soon as he landed, he cast his gaze towards the Dao Sect group not far away. He glanced at the senior brothers who were surrounding him and there was a sharp and murderous aura in his eyes.
A group of people from Daozong noticed the murderous intent, looked over from a distance, and recognized Jing Zetian at a glance. One of them had a livid complexion, with a stern look in his eyes, and immediately cursed: "This evil boy is still alive! I'm a smasher." How could he still be alive if his internal organs were broken?"
They were a little unbelievable, but they were not afraid of the truth being revealed. After all, who would care about the life and death of a bad boy? That kid came to Daozong a few days ago. No one in Daozong was willing to accept him, so how could anyone stand up for him?
"Good luck. Hmm, so what if he survived by chance, we can kill him again."
Zhang Chengfeng, an inner disciple of Dao Sect, said coldly.
Gazes of disdain and disgust struck him, and arrogant and mean faces came into Jing Zetian's eyes.
That's right. Yes, this is their true face. He looks sanctimonious and noble, but in reality he is full of filth.
That person was no exception. He only came to save him after following the so-called division commander's orders.
I am still a human being, and if I want to survive in this world, I must become stronger and stronger than anyone else.
Jing Zetian stared forward, clenching his fists secretly.
The backlash from the immortal bones and physique has temporarily subsided, and he has regained his mobility. The next step is to——
At this moment, a soft voice came from behind.
"Hey, why have you gone so far?"
"Don't wait for me either."
Jing Zetian's body froze.
At the same time, Zhang Chengfeng on the opposite side said bluntly to his junior brother Zhang Chengji: "Go over and kill him, lest he cause trouble for us."
Hearing this, Zhang Chengji's eyes flashed with cruelty, "I really don't know how he survived, but his vitality is so tenacious."
"After all, if you are born in a bad land, you will always have some abilities."
Zhang Chengfeng glanced sideways and whispered: "It just so happens that I have a strange poison on my hand. If a monk in the foundation-building stage touches it, the flesh will dissolve and fester and die."
Zhang Chengji nodded, "I am responsible for restraining him, and you take advantage of the opportunity to make a move. That boy's existence is disgraceful to the Taoist sect, and we are doing this for the sake of maintaining the authentic sect's style."
They smiled at each other and then disappeared. The leader on the side turned a blind eye and seemed to let them do what they did.
Jing Zetian heard the voice behind him and was about to turn around when his footsteps suddenly stopped.
Zhang Chengji stood in the air, only a dozen feet away, raising his chin and looking down.
"If you are born in a bad land, don't even think about the things you will never get in this life!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a long sword out of thin air, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
However, at this moment, other voices sounded a few steps away.
He turned around and saw a girl in white walking towards her. She was stunningly beautiful and frightened at first glance.
For just a moment, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and the sword in his hand was trembling.
So beautiful, so beautiful. He had never seen anyone so beautiful in his life.
However, the girl didn't even look at him, and walked straight towards Jing Zetian, as if she cared about him very much, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she looked up and down.
But Jing Zetian's body was stiff, and he took a step back, subtly distancing himself, as if rejecting the girl's concern.
When Zhang Chengji saw this, he was immediately jealous as soon as he came to his senses, and his sword skills were ready to go.
The girl didn't understand Jing Zetian's reaction, and she didn't seem to notice the jealous Zhang Chengji behind her.
"Bad soil boy! You deserve it!"
Zhang Chengji was furious and killed him head-on.
The next moment, Jing Zetian waved his arm, clearly not towards anyone, but shattered the sword in Zhang Chengji's hand through the air.
"What!"
Zhang Chengji's eyes widened, and before he could react, he vomited blood and flew backwards, his internal organs shattered by an inexplicable force!
Zhang Chengfeng, who was hiding in the dark, was stunned for a moment.
How could that evil boy have such strength!
However, before he could be surprised, a huge force from the air without warning knocked him away.
What is going on? !
Zhang Chengfeng looked surprised, but in the blink of an eye, his consciousness completely darkened.
He Qingming watched Jing Zetian carrying someone over and said nothing, just waiting for him quietly.
He heard the sarcasm and contemptuous words just now, and knew Jing Zetian's situation.
Everyone despised Jing Zetian because of his bad land origin.
Everyone believed that Jing Zetian was not worthy of receiving the ancient inheritance.
But in He Qingming's view, in the world of cultivation, strength is the last word, what does it have to do with birth?
Seeing that the young man lowered his head and remained silent, even if he defeated the two of them, his expression was not good-looking. He Qingming said bluntly: "You have nothing to be unworthy of. Go ahead and crush them. The ancient inheritance will be a piece of cake for you."
Jing Zetian stopped immediately and looked at the other party blankly.
