Chapter 601: The True Test
Chapter 601: The True Test
Test
"Hehehe, did you see those idiots from the Flame Yellow Sect? They're actually foolishly fighting the Guardian of the Bridge!"
"A bunch of idiots. The Guardian is invincible. How could they possibly win?"
"Haha, this is amusing. Those Flame Yellow Sect people think they can fight the Guardian, but they can't win against him with their Nascent Soul realm strength! The right approach is to find a way to pass him. As long as you cross the bridge, you win!"
...
The geniuses from the Upper Realm were laughing heartily. They began to team up and challenge one after another.
Most of these geniuses started with a fierce attack, followed by unleashing their elders' powerful moves without hesitation. As long as they could suppress Ghost Name Evil Lang for a breath or two, they would then burn their blood essence, use escape techniques, or fly on their flying treasures to forcibly cross the platform.
Luck was on the side of most geniuses, and they successfully passed!
However, a few geniuses were not strong enough. They failed to suppress Ghost Name Evil Lang and even attempted group attacks with five people, but they were all obliterated by a single swing from Ghost Name Evil Lang. He then followed up with a rapid five-shot arrow attack, accurately piercing through the foreheads of all five geniuses, instantly killing them all!
But even with casualties, more geniuses continued to step forward.
After over ninety percent of the human cultivators had passed, many powerful members of the demon clan stepped forward as well. They employed their methods to forcefully cross the platform.
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"..." He Yiming silently watched without speaking.
Although the floating island on the other side of the bridge looked appealing, covered in fifth and sixth-grade spirit materials and rare spirit beasts, he couldn't help but feel that there was more to it than met the eye.
He thought about the vanished Nascent Soul powerhouse, Cang Xuan Patriarch, and the scene where he was referred to as "Supreme" by the lotus flower.
He had a feeling that there was something more to this Mysterious Mire.
"Damn, if NPCs can do it, so can we!"
"Yeah, just rely on speed. Who's afraid of who!"
"Damn, if we don't hurry up, these guys will take all the treasures!"
...
Many players couldn't restrain themselves and wanted to follow the NPCs' approach to pass the challenge.
"Listen up, everyone, stay put for now!" He Yiming suddenly spoke up.
"???" The players all looked confused.
What's going on?
Since we know the method now, can't we just exploit the bug and rush through to grab the treasures?
"Hehe, I understand now. There's something strange about this place!" A player suddenly brightened up and said triumphantly.
"Are you an idiot? Isn't that just common sense?" The other players were speechless and wanted to kick this guy.
"Hehe, a bunch of fools! Do you really think that the Mysterious Mire was valued by the three major factions and watched by countless Nascent Soul powerhouses just for a bunch of fifth and sixth-grade spirit materials? This is a test!" At this moment, one of the three figures standing behind Mu Xueying, Liu Dao Gongzi, said disdainfully.
Currently, the most elite geniuses from various major forces stood still.
They were completely different from the idiots earlier who thought they could exploit a bug and gain an advantage.
"Everyone, it's about time to start the real challenge!" Mu Xueying said with a clear voice.
At this point, the number of geniuses left from the three major factions was less than a thousand. Hearing Mu Xueying's words, they all smiled smugly.
"A real challenge?" He Yiming was taken aback.
"Yes, the real challenge is the Guardian of the Bridge, Ghost Name Evil Lang!"
"For countless years, no one has been able to defeat Ghost Name Evil Lang. So, the Nascent Soul powerhouses believe that Ghost Name Evil Lang is invincible. His existence is a test!"
"The Nascent Soul powerhouses believe that the true challenge is to fight Ghost Name Evil Lang! As long as you can endure for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, you'll pass!"
"After that, the real Mysterious Mire will open its doors! Inside, there are ancient relics, numerous opportunities, and even seventh-grade spirit materials!"
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Mu Xueying explained leisurely.
"For the time it takes an incense stick to burn..." He Yiming nodded.
The true challenge Mu Xueying described was speculated by those Nascent Soul powerhouses, and it seemed plausible.
However, He Yiming had a feeling...
Is it really like this?
"I'll go first!!!" At this moment, a figure stepped forward.
Surprisingly, it was the Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate!
"The Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate!" The Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate stepped forward and stood on the platform.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!" Without saying a word, Ghost Name Evil Lang shot three arrows in succession.
"Heavenly Artifact, Crystal Realm!" However, the Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate immediately used a Heavenly Artifact as soon as he acted.
"Boom boom boom!" The Crystal Realm Heavenly Artifact was one of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate's foundational artifacts. It firmly blocked Ghost Name Evil Lang's attacks.
In the next moment, Ghost Name Evil Lang charged forward with his sword, astonishingly fast!
"Blood Ignition Technique!!!"
"Beast-Shattering Eight Territories Steps!"
Without hesitation, the Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate immediately burned his blood essence and used the Beast-Shattering Eight Territories Steps, one of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate's supreme techniques, to maneuver!
The Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate clearly didn't intend to confront Ghost Name Evil Lang head-on. He constantly unleashed his Nascent Soul realm and even the elders' secret moves, all while using clever footwork to forcibly stall.
Soon, the time for an incense stick to burn had arrived!
"!" Ghost Name Evil Lang's attacks, which had been like thunderstorms, suddenly stopped.
"Qualified!" Ghost Name Evil Lang calmly uttered two words and then raised his hand.
"Boom boom boom!" Suddenly, the floating island on the other side of the bridge disappeared.
In its place, a small island appeared. This island was tiny, and there was only one thing on it.
A grand gate!
"Hahaha! This Son will take the first step to the true Mysterious Mire!" The Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate laughed triumphantly, then walked through the stone bridge and arrived in front of the gate.
The gate slowly opened, emitting a dazzling light. The Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate took a step and entered it, disappearing from sight.
"Hehehe, did you see? The fools from the Flame Yellow Sect?"
"This is the real Mysterious Mire!"
"That's right. Only geniuses like the Son of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate can endure for the time it takes an incense stick to burn!"
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Many of the geniuses present began to speak up. They weren't in a hurry to challenge. Instead, they turned their mocking gazes toward the Flame Yellow Sect, waiting to witness how these geniuses would fall.
T
alent might be something they were lacking, but so what?
No matter how powerful your talent is, if you can't bring it to full play, you're still useless.
Upon hearing this, the player chat exploded.
"Damn, these NPCs can actually mock us?"
"Damn, the game designers are shameless!"
"Damn, if we don't hurry, these guys will grab all the treasures!"
...
Many players couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to take action.
Mu Xueying also looked at He Yiming, wondering how he would handle the situation.
He Yiming silently stared at the Guardian, Ghost Name Evil Lang, for a long time. Then he suddenly smiled and turned to look at Xiong Jianqiang, Bai Zhebu Nao.
"Bai Zhebu Nao, are you confident... in taking him down?"
"I am! Let me go, Yiming!"
"Alright, go then!"
"Got it!"
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After a brief conversation, Bai Zhebu Nao stepped forward step by step.
"Hehehe, another Flame Yellow Sect member is seeking death by going up!"
"I bet he won't last for the time it takes an incense stick to burn!"
"That's right, I agree!"
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Many geniuses around intentionally refrained from challenging. They wanted to watch the show, to witness how the Flame Yellow Sect's geniuses would fall.
However, Bai Zhebu Nao, after stepping onto the platform, did something that shocked the entire audience.
He smoothly took off all of his equipment.
He even placed his Ice and Thunder Devilslayer Ebon Kalimdor on the ground.
Then, with a practiced movement of his right hand, he drew out a card.
"Guchie!" With Bai Zhebu Nao's soft whisper, the power of Emperor Solon's realm, Guchie, transformed into a warrior's longsword!
The next moment...
Wearing only a pair of shorts, Bai Zhebu Nao leisurely put on a black eye mask, covering his eyes. Then, with a leap, he landed on the platform.
One man, one sword, and only a pair of shorts!
Blindfolded, facing the Guardian, Ghost Name Evil Lang, who had been acclaimed as invincible for tens of thousands of years.