"Damn, he must have forcefully suppressed his realm, waiting for the livestream to start so he could show off!"
"But do you guys feel like he looked kind of cool when he broke through just now?"
"His demeanor changed. Even though I don't want to admit it, this scoundrel's aura has indeed changed!"
"Is this the prestige of the Sword Cultivation Ancestor?"
"......"
Chu Yang saw it too, but it was within his expectations.
After being criticized by him that day, Luo Xiaowei was almost on the verge of an emotional breakdown, which showed how fragile his heart was.
If he didn't change, his future would be limited.
Luo Xiaowei's current cultivation was actually built up with resources.
For people with poorer aptitude, their cultivation is basically piled up with resources.
Although his cultivation speed was not much different from Qin Xiaoxiao's, the hidden dangers were huge, because he had not yet clarified his own sword path and was not a true sword cultivator.
Chu Yang also knew about his seclusion. In fact, with his state of mind, there was a risk of qi deviation, but it was worth affirming that he had conquered his own mindset.
Now that this step had been taken, Chu Yang's evaluation was... a promising future!
Sword cultivators who understood sword intent were extremely powerful. Although this sword intent was not primarily for killing, its destructive power was still terrifying.
The grotesque zombies, even with their Golden Core stage strength, were directly burned to ashes by the purple Candle Dragon's Fire under Luo Xiaowei's sword intent suppression.
At least twenty zombies condensed from resentment were wiped out in a not-so-difficult battle by the two of them.
The little phoenix, still recovering from its fright, could finally retrieve the [Netherworld Shore Flower].
Just as it was about to swallow it whole, Qin Xiaoxiao directly stopped it.
"Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat! I'll share it with you when we get out!"
Spicy Chicken was unhappy: "Chirp chirp? (Isn't this for me?)"
However, Qin Xiaoxiao knew that these things should be shared spoils, and couldn't just be fed to the chicken.
But Luo Xiaowei said: "It's fine, you can give it to it. Besides refining pills for Boss Xue, this thing is useless to us. It's better to improve its strength and get by here."
"But, isn't this our..."
"Aren't we one? Your strength increase is equivalent to my strength increase. Do you want to go solo?"
Qin Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then a blush appeared on her face, and she said flusteredly, "You... you're the one who wants to go solo! I have to keep leading you, otherwise, who will take the hits for me if you die?"
In the end, Spicy Chicken was fortunate enough to swallow the [Netherworld Shore Flower]. Unlike the [Underworld Shore Flower], this thing showed no signs of vitality, only death and resentment.
But surprisingly, after being eaten by Spicy Chicken, its body erupted with a vast surge of life force.
"Now, should we keep looking for flowers?"
"Of course, but we need to be careful later. If I'm not mistaken, there should be a large number of zombies gathered around each [Netherworld Shore Flower]."
"Hiss... If we encounter enemies we can't defeat, remember to stimulate me to transform."
"???"
Although Chen Xiaohan was also in the [Land of Resentment and Evil], her competitiveness was clearly not on the same level as Luo Xiaowei and the others.
As a poison cultivator, her poisons were useless against these zombies.
Only poisons with strong corrosive properties were effective, but poison cultivators' battles were slow tortures of the enemy. In this environment, it was also a torture of oneself.
However, Chen Xiaohan didn't care. The more difficult it was, the more excited she became!
The fifty trial participants who registered for this secret realm had at least Foundation Establishment early stage cultivation.
And the strongest of the zombies here had late Golden Core stage strength.
Generally speaking, as long as Luo Xiaowei and the others were not surrounded in large numbers, there shouldn't be too much trouble.
......
These zombies were merely visually frightening. The truly difficult dungeons were in the [Land of Dragonfall].
The moment they landed, Li Qingyun and the others turned pale.
An ancient and desolate aura swept over them, as if they could hear the mournful cries of giant dragons, recounting endless unwillingness and hatred.
Some with weaker strength knelt down with trembling legs, their eyes gradually turning violent.
The air here had turned a bizarre bloody red, forming an energy that made people's emotions irritable.
Coupled with the lingering resentment left by the extinction of the dragon race, it was easy to lose one's reason.
Meng Zibin took a deep breath: "It was right for Xian Ge not to let Xiaohan come."
Giant white spikes crisscrossed.
These were the skeletons left behind by dead giant dragons. Humans looked incredibly small in front of these dragons; a single rib was thicker than a building.
However, such terrifying creatures were still exterminated by humans.
No one knew what happened here, but it was certain that the outcome was not good for either side.
Because they also saw the skeletons of dead humans, and there were quite a few of them.
However, the trial participants were not here to feel ancient sorrow; their hunting targets were the demonic beasts here.
Large rats of all sizes burrowed out from the ground. The eyes of these rats were blood red, and their bodies were covered with dense scales. They were originally rodents, but now their entire mouths had transformed into sharp fangs.
The demonic beasts here had become dragonized.
Previously, the term "demonic beast dragonization" was a term of praise, because the dragon race had always been the top bloodline among demonic beasts. Just a trace of it would greatly boost one's strength.
But the dragonization here was not a good thing. These demonic beasts had lived here for years, influenced by the dragons' blood energy and resentment. Not only had their strength become more terrifying, but they were also unusually berserk and harbored intense hatred towards humans.
These dragonized rats were all at least second tier.
"Squeak!! Squeak!"
With a sharp roar, ferocious dragon rats charged towards the trial participants.
Many people had not yet recovered from the shock of just entering the [Land of Dragonfall], and their faces were terrifyingly pale.
A golden light flashed, and a scorching aura erupted. A figure holding a halberd burst out.
Golden Sun True Fire descended from the sky like a falling sun.
It directly blasted these dozen or so frenzied dragon rats into ashes.
Meng Zibin turned his head and looked at the stunned crowd, saying coldly, "Are you all idiots? Where are your Calming Pills? Are they for collecting?"
After being reprimanded by him, everyone finally remembered that before entering the [Land of Dragonfall], Wang Zhicheng had given each of them two Calming Pills, which could effectively resist the violent forces affecting their mental power.
However, Meng Zibin was not the type of person who liked to be a nanny. Reminding them was the extent of his goodwill. He gripped his halberd and walked directly into the depths.