Strong

As Long He Yu had finished his fight, two other battles were erupting at the same time. Nearby, Mo Jidong's black fist from earlier had dispersed into nothing. A saber and axe came towards him at the same time while he had no intention to dodge.

Crimson flames and a terrible shredding wind landed on his body. His arms were still crossed, as the two weapons landed on his neck. Standing still, Mo Jidong stared at the two opponents that had just attacked him.

His physique was incredibly tough and was unparalleled even compared to Demonic Beasts. Even though his neck was hit, he stood there motionless, while the ground beneath his feet cracked. Even so, he stood there with pitch-black flames roaming his body, while a terrifying Demonic Aura surrounded him.

Lifting their weapons, his opponents erupted with their full strength, gathering everything into one strike. As their attacks became thinner, the Spiritual Qi was denser and power powerful. Stepping forward, Mo Jidong waited.

As the axe and saber came down once again, he unfolded his arms and lifted them forward towards the two weapons.

Clink!

A saber in one, and an axe in the other, Mo Jidong grabbed hold of his opponent's weapons. A terrible burning sensation in one, and a sharp shredding wind on the other. Even so, he held the weapons tightly, not allowing his opponents to free their weapons. His Demonic Aura surged, as a terrifying darkness filled his eyes.

Looking at his opponents in the eyes, they felt a suffocating aura that took away the air they breathed, as thousands of large Demon Eyes suddenly appeared in their sight. With his firm grasp on the two weapons, Mo Jidong clenched his hands, as a cracking sound could be heard.

Crack! Crack!

The saber started to crack from the tip, until the very end of the blade. Only the handle was left, as everything else was burned in flames, while the head of the axe in his right hand turned to dust. Pulling his opponents towards him, he rolled up his fingers and aimed at the foreheads of his opponents.

Flick!

With a single finger on each hand, Mo Jidong flicked their foreheads, sending them flying dozens of meters back, while their foreheads bled from the flick, they coughed up blood from the impact to their skulls. With this, Mo Jidong had finished his fight.

Now, there was only one battle left. Seeing his companions defeated, the last of the five disciples of the Great Solar Realm's greatest sects, clenched his teeth. His dagger was sharp and fast, allowing him to move incredibly fast, propelled by his Concept of Thunder.

His movements were instantaneous, making it hard to track his movements that were ever so changing. As he blinked and appeared behind Yan Lenglei, a sword image pointed directly at the tip of his dagger and rotated, making it impossible for his dagger to move forward.

His leg kicked out at Yan Lenglei and landed on his body, causing a cracking sound. The young man who had kicked Yan Lenglei felt a sharp pain in his foot, realizing his bones had broken when he kicked his opponent, disappearing, he appeared in another spot with his injured foot.

Earlier when he had kicked Yan Lenglei, he felt as though he had kicked a mountain rather than a person. His bones cracked easily like a mirror, causing pain in his foot. Disappearing again, a large field of thunder appeared beneath his feet, heading towards Yan Lenglei, while he blinked towards the latter.

Thunder crackled and appeared around Yan Lenglei like vines, keeping him locked in place, whole his dagger came close and swiped.

Whoosh!

Moving his head backward, Yan Lenglei avoided the dagger, before titling his leg slightly to dodge another attack. Obviously, the thunder around him had no effect on him, allowing him to move freely even under this trap.

Having enough of this battle, Yan Lenglei clenched the dagger with two fingers and smacked his opponent's hand, causing him to let go of the dagger. Throwing the dagger away, three sword images suddenly appeared around the neck of his opponent, keeping him in place.

With this, Yan Lenglei's trio had defeated their opponents. Of course, their opponents weren't weak. It was just that they were too strong. After defeating their opponents, the sword images disappeared. Silence filled the platform for a while, and before anyone could speak, a light flashed and covered the bodies of everyone inside the Gu Feixu.

Obviously, it was time for them to be ejected from the Mini World, as the light consumed each and everyone within.

*****

Appearing once again outside in the Great Solar Realm, the surviving disciples found themselves outside and faced their elders. While talking, the disciples who mentioned Yan Lenglei's group found that the trio had disappeared without any traces. Anyone who thought of them couldn't find them and wondered how they had left with no traces, that even their elders couldn't perceive them.

In the far distance, Yan Lenglei's group had long disappeared from the crowd. Their cultivation based were hidden completely as though they were mortals without any Spiritual Qi, but anyone who had seen them fight wouldn't be able to agree with that.

How did they get away? As soon as they returned, Yan Lenglei had covered them in his Earth Spiritual Qi and transferred Mo Jidong and Long He Yu with him. Underground, he moved incredibly fast, while leaving no traces behind. Anyone that was under the Viscount Realm was unable to sense any fluctuations of Spiritual Qi at all, while those at the stage could only feel a slight slither for a moment before all traces were gone.

This would allow them to move quickly and freely while avoiding trouble, and would also allow them to hide and shake anyone on their tail off. After going through a far enough distance, the three of them appeared above ground while heading in a single direction.

With this trip, they had seen the power of a Duke, even though they had long died and only left behind the inheritance. This was enough for them to grasp the power of a Duke, allowing them to believe that it wouldn't take more than fifty years to reach that level.

Many Dukes in history were over a hundred at the very least, and some were already two or even three hundred years old when they became a Duke. With a higher cultivation base, the lifespan of Cultivator naturally got longer.

Dukes could live up to a thousand years, while those at the Sage Realm was said to be able to live for three thousand years. It was a wonder how many years a Saint could live, before breaking through and becoming an Immortal, becoming everlasting as long as the Heaven and Earth existed.

Heading forward, the trio looked forward to seeing what was ahead on their long journey to immortality.

*****

Three months went by. During this time, it had been about a year since they left their hometown. Yan Lenglei and Mo Jidong were now seventeen, while Long He Yu was eighteen. During the three months, their cultivation bases improved and were at the peak of the Awakening Realm.

Each of them was incredibly close to reaching the Noble Realm, which would bring their strength to an entirely new height. Not only that, they had traveled across a few towns across the entire Great Solar State and listening for any important news.

Of course, there was no luck. It was extremely unlikely for another Mini World to open up in the next few years within the entire Great Solar Realm, let alone a subsidiary state. Soon, they could see a town which was known as the City of Paper.

The City of Paper was actually called Little Root City but gained another name due to the famous paper that was made in the city. For thousands of years, the City of Paper had created the highest quality of paper within the state, which attracted the attention of many Talisman Crafters. Talisman Crafters created talismans by drawing on objects such as paper, to even leaves and the likes. Using Spiritually enhanced ink, they drew a certain rune onto the paper, creating a certain effect and thus creating a talisman.

Talismans were incredibly handly, but also quite expensive at the same time. It was obvious since Talisman Crafters put their time and energy into creating them, while the ingredients were also quite expensive as well.

Entering the City of Paper, there were no guards or anyone patrolling, which allowed anyone and everyone to come and go freely. As the City of Paper, there would obviously be hidden experts and Talisman Crafters that could be anywhere. Even the little kid picking his nostrils who might not be a kid but a powerful expert in disguise, or the granny who fell but nobody wanted to help them up.

The City of Paper was grand. As a large commercial city, it was very rich and vast. Every building was plated in gold and other expensive materials, and even every single slab on the ground was worth millions of mortal taels.

There were people everywhere. Those going on with their business, while others were buying, and others selling. The streets were packed and filled with people. If one didn't stick close enough, it was very easy to get pulled along with the crowd.

Walking around, they looked for the closest inn in town and entered. Finding a seat, a waiter took their order, as they sat down. The inside of the inn was obviously busy and filled with people. If one didn't speak loud enough, their voices would easily be overtaken.

A while later, a young man stood across from them. "Sorry, may I join your table? The inn is full, and you seem to be around my age. I'll even foot the bill." the young man said.

Looking at the young man, he seemed to be around their age and at most one or two years apart. The young man was handsome, while his hair was neatly combed and handing over his shoulders. His clothes were a little eye-catching since they were white and gold with an exquisite carving on the sleeves. The only strange thing about this young man was that his eyes were completely closed and seemed like he was smiling with his eyes.

Nodding, Yan Lenglei agreed to let this young man join them. Looking at him, he was a First Stage Noble with incredibly dense and vast amounts of Spiritual Qi hiding within his body. Judging by the density and quantity, the young man could easily compete with even Seventh Stage Nobles despite only being a First Stage Noble!

This young man was obviously extremely talented and would be an incredible talent even in the Upper Realm. His Divine Rune, which Yan Lenglei could see was located on his left palm. The Divine Rune was of an extremely high grade, and only Long He Yu was comparable to him in grade!

The Divine Rune that Yan Lenglei could see was of the same Grade as his own, surpassing the Heaven Rank, namely the Divine Grade! The only thing his eyes couldn't see was the Piece that was hidden deeply within this young man. The only reason he could see the Grade of the Divine Rune in the first place was that it was on the palm and easy to see with the naked eye, otherwise, even with his eyes; it was impossible to see the Grade of a Divine Rune otherwise.

This young man was undoubtedly someone who possessed a great talent that was even comparable to Long He Yu's. If he wasn't a King, then he could be even stronger. Seeing all this, Yan Lenglei was fine and began to think without showing any emotion.