Chapter 137 - 137 136 You Are Not Qualified Enough!

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137: Chapter 136 You Are Not Qualified Enough! 137: Chapter 136 You Are Not Qualified Enough! The woman in white was naturally part of the group that entered with the Purple Mist Sect, yet among them, no one recognized her. “Greetings, Miss. You appear unfamiliar; may I ask how you managed to enter the Blood-colored Trial Land?” Zheng Jun, with the highest cultivation among them, assumed the role of the leader and inquired. The woman in white merely glanced at him indifferently; her gaze was as calm as still water, without a hint of fluctuation. “With your status, you’re hardly qualified to question me.” Her voice was cold as ice, as if it was naturally so. Zheng Jun’s expression darkened; he looked at the graceful figure before him with rising anger in his eyes. After advancing to the Spirit Sea Third Layer Heaven, his strength had significantly increased, and he was nearly the first among Yunzhou’s younger generation. But in such a short span of time, Lin Xuan had mocked him, not taking him seriously, and now another person had appeared, even more arrogant than he was. This was something he could not tolerate! “If you refuse to speak, you must have used some dark methods to get in!” Zheng Jun sneered, “Once I capture you, I’ll leave you to the elders for disposition.” He intended to demonstrate his strength, to deter the rest of the crowd. Buzz! The Cultivation of the Spirit Sea Third Realm Martial Artist exploded like a torrential surge, like surging waves hitting the shore. “Shocking Cloud Palm!” He struck with a palm, creating a giant handprint in the sky that violently descended. It was like a colorful cloud filled with shimmering light and abundant rushing Spiritual Power. With the palm striking down, the air seemed to burst under the pressure, creating sharp ripples that dissipated in all directions. Apart from a few individuals like Lin Xuan and Murong Qianling, the martial artists were all repelled by this power. “Overestimating your own abilities!” The woman in white’s voice remained icy; her slender fingers extended and lightly tapped the void. Hiss! At one finger’s command, the vast cloud handprint dissolved and dispersed as quickly as ice and snow, eventually vanishing between heaven and earth. “What kind of technique is this?” Everyone was astonished, as just one finger had broken through the attack of a Spirit Sea Third Realm Martial Artist! Murong Qianling and others also showed a slight change in expression, while Lin Xuan’s eyes flickered, employing his Purple Spirit Eyes, observing continuously. “You…” Zheng Jun’s face grew incredibly ugly; although he didn’t use his full strength with that palm, it still contained about seventy percent of his power. Such strength should have been enough to kill anyone present! But it was effortlessly broken by the opponent’s single finger. “It seems I need to show my real skills, or you’ll never understand my power!” He did not want to be embarrassed in front of everyone, preparing to attack with full force. Just then, a gloomy energy fluctuation spread, carrying a hint of ancientness. Soon after, the entire hall was shaking as if it were about to collapse. “Is this…” Everyone was terrified, unsure of what was occurring. Could the Inheritance Martial Arts be emerging? Some speculated. This thought spread like a flood, and the eyes of everyone present turned fervently excited, as if injected with adrenaline. Inheritance Martial Arts were even more valuable than Treasures! Obtaining Inheritance Martial Arts meant that ascending to the Three Spirit Realms in the future would not be an issue! “There’s also Inheritance Martial Arts?” Lin Xuan was skeptical. His Wind Emperor’s Sword was a type of inheritance, but it seemed there was more than one. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Many people dashed towards the source of the vibration, eager to secure advantageous positions, especially those high-level martial artists who hadn’t obtained treasures, feeling even more unwilling to give up. Even Zheng Jun abandoned the woman in white and fled as a streak of light. Lin Xuan also followed the crowd, intending to take a look. The woman in white seemed to recall something, her expression shifting slightly as she hurriedly made her way there. By the time Lin Xuan arrived, the area was already surrounded by people. Seeing him come, the crowd subconsciously cleared a pathway. Now Lin Xuan was regarded as a top martial artist by everyone, and no one dared to underestimate him! Lin Xuan remained unbothered and flickered to the forefront. Four huge pillars supported the area on all sides, and in the center was a Blood Pool, with scarlet liquid surging within. A strikingly pungent scent of blood assailed their nostrils, causing everyone to furrow their brows deeply. The ground around them was littered with the remnants of weapons, and upon close inspection, Lin Xuan discovered that these shattered weapons were all treasures. “What happened here that caused treasures to be broken and martial artists to die?” Lin Xuan was very curious. At the very front was an ancient, blood-red door that was slightly ajar. A feeling of ancientness and the weight of ages wafted out from within, stirring excitement in their hearts. “The inheritance must be inside; let’s rush in!” someone whispered urgently in secret. Immediately, a few martial artists surged forward, but after only a few steps, they came to a halt, spinning in place. This sight left the remaining martial artists dumbfounded, unsure of what had just happened. “It’s an array!” Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed, and a flickering light danced in his gaze as he observed closely. “Damn it, what’s going on!” someone yelled in anger, launching an attack toward the front. Boom! A long sword, rainbow-like, cleaved into the blood pool, causing waves to erupt. “That’s not good!” Zheng Jun and others’ complexions changed drastically, their icy glares directed at the person who attacked, wishing they could kill him on the spot. The man trembled, regaining his senses, filled with regret. But it was all too late. The enchanting blood within the blood pool vibrated, splitting into four streams that twined around four stone pillars. The next moment, a colossal blood-red array formed under everyone’s feet, emanating a mysterious energy. The group felt as if they were standing amid a blood sea and mountain of bones; wherever they looked, they saw only colossal skeletons. Crack! Crack! A succession of loud noises ensued as the bones and blood merged into zombie-like monsters that charged at the group. Kill! Sword Qi crisscrossed; spiritual power resonated; the group was trapped in a chaotic battle. “Let’s check out that door,” Lin Xuan said. With a flash, he dashed towards it. “Stay right there!” Two figures appeared, blocking Lin Xuan’s path. Zheng Jun and Ling Feng joined forces, cornering Lin Xuan. Zheng Jun’s face was filled with killing intent, his icy eyes piercing as they fixed on Lin Xuan. And Ling Feng’s gaze brimmed with even darker viciousness, his hatred seeming to wish for Lin Xuan to be torn apart immediately. “This time, no one can save you!” Both men attacked mercilessly, their terrifying energy engulfing the space. “Illusion Thunder Step!” Lin Xuan accelerated to his maximum speed, bursting away in an instant. Boom! An endless sea of fire erupted, resembling a molten lava world, its terrifying energy scorching all around. The mysterious array kept activating, evolving into a sea of fire that enveloped the group. Zheng Jun and Ling Feng momentarily lost sight of Lin Xuan, surrounded by the ocean of flames. “Let’s break the array first, obtain the inheritance, and then kill Lin Xuan!” Zheng Jun said gravely. The two flickered continuously, attempting to evade. However, the intricacies of the array were beyond their understanding, and soon they were trapped, losing touch with each other. Meanwhile, Lin Xuan too was engulfed by the sea of fire. “Hmph, mere child’s play!” Lord of Wine sneered from within Lin Xuan. Under the guidance of Lord of Wine, Lin Xuan moved as if the sea of fire were flat ground. “First, I’ll deal with the threats,” he murmured, his gaze flickering as he decided to strike at Ling Feng and Zheng Jun first. These two had tried to kill him more than once; had his strength not increased significantly recently, he might well have fallen to their schemes by now. Whoosh! He moved swiftly, dodging through the array’s sea of fire, and found himself behind Ling Feng, his longsword thrusting out rapidly.

Chapter 137 - 137 136 You Are Not Qualified Enough!

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