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After the two boys left, Zhao Gang sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. As they drank it, they admired the scenery outside the window and sighed to themselves, "Big sect indeed. It feels so good." All of a sudden, the two kids' voices entered Zhao's ears, "Haha, another one wants to die," one of the boys said. The other boy said, "That's right, we've never succeeded in the Foundation Establishment stage test before, not to mention that he's already at the late Foundation Establishment stage, so it's even more difficult. I saw Elder Wu set the difficulty to test him, so I think that this time, even if he doesn't die, he will at least lose a layer of skin, haha!"

Zhao Gui heard and said, "It can't be, why is it so hard to add another sect? Even if he didn't die, he would at least lose a layer of skin? The hardest? Did he know? Didn't Senior Brother say that he doesn't know? " Zhao Xi grumbled a bunch of nonsense.

After he knew the inside story, he immediately started cultivating. He grabbed onto the opportunity to cultivate to the early stage of the Awakening Realm and consolidated his strength. He didn't believe that the Awakening Realm wouldn't be able to overcome the difficulty of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

He sat down cross-legged in the secret room of the Zhao Gang. This was the first time he had gone into seclusion since he started cultivating.

Because he still couldn't use his inner sight right now, he could only absorb the surrounding demonic energy, and transform it into a small demonic energy.

It wasn't that he couldn't do anything without looking in, but he was controlling the Magic Stunned Aura in his body and following the circulation route of the《 Demon Emperor's Cultivation Law》. The moqi in his body circulated faster and faster, forming a complete cycle.

It was that kind of feeling of about to break through again. Zhao Gang knew it was time to stop, so he relaxed, and did not control the short air, it was as if there was no one leading it, and it moved very slowly, and he was also producing the short air himself.

After a while, the feeling of swelling disappeared, and Zhao Gang once again controlled the Demonic Qi in his body and began to circulate. Because Zhao Gang felt that the Demonic Qi was very close to the Demonic Qi, there was no danger in absorbing it, but the effect was very bad, so Zhao Xi relied on the Demonic Qi that was produced in his body to circulate, the surrounding Demonic Qi was purely a side effect.

Zhao Xi already knew that he could produce Magic Confinement Qi, and Magic Confinement Qi was similar to or even higher than the Demonic Qi in the Demonic Realm of Gods and Demons. Therefore, he had never thought of relying on the Demonic Qi around him to cultivate.

After that, it didn't seem to be growing any further, only when it started to move did it start to open up again. When it stopped growing, Zhao took control of his entire body, absorbing the surrounding demonic energy while fusing with the demonic air that he had produced. It was that feeling again, it was growing, but Zhao Gui continued to operate.

Within Zhao Hao's Dantian, the black, dense Demonic Qi was coiling around the inside of his Dantian, fusing the Demonic Qi that he had absorbed and the Demonic Qi that he had produced. As he was progressing, a burst of dazzling light suddenly shot out from the Dantian of Zhao Hao, after the light faded, the black, dense Demonic Qi became even purer, and its volume was one-tenth of its original size, but the size of his Dantian had not changed at all.

Zhao Gui opened his eyes. "It's already the initial stage of enlightenment, but I didn't expect the feeling of breakthrough to be so great. I wonder how many layers of skin we'll have to shed now …"

Only when he saw the food on the table did he realize that he was hungry, so he walked over to the table and wolfed down the food.

Three days passed quickly. In these three days, he had learned the basic attack methods of the "Demon Emperor's Cultivation Law". Moreover, he was very familiar with it.

Arriving at the main hall, Elder Wu was already waiting there. There were five people beside him, which should be the other four elders and the Sovereign.

"Let me introduce you. This is Second Elder Du Deguang. This is Third Elder Wang Qingde. This is Fourth Elder Liu Yu. This is Fifth Elder Xue Yan. This is Sect Master Wu Tian, the Dark Night."

"Zhao Chao greets the Elders, Sovereign." Zhao Chao bowed to the Elders.

"Alright, let's start the exam now." After saying that, a box appeared in his hand. The box was black with seven colors circulating on the surface. Elder Wu said: "After fighting with my disciple, enter this box. "An Liang!"

"Yes!" A two meter tall man with zero height walked out from behind the elders.

Zhao Chao looked around, what a guy, what a personality: Yellow hair standing up straight, yellow beard sticking out around his face, big yellow eyes with yellow eyebrows, if it was in the Demon World, he would think he was a lion.

"Please," Anliang did a piece, and when paired with his tall stature and funny head, it felt unspeakably weird.

"Please!" Zhao Xi also did a part.

This was the first time that Zhao Gang had fought since they started cultivating, so they were a bit excited. In the secular world, he had rarely fought, let alone with people from the cultivation world.

Zhao Gui knew that the first punch was for probing, so he didn't use too much strength to defend himself. Unexpectedly, the lion was so strong that it almost sent Zhao Bujue flying with one of its probing punches, and Zhao Liang was unable to hold back any longer, he almost fell to the ground, and before he could do anything, the lion had already turned around and punched again with his left hand in inertia. Zhao Chao knew that this was going to be bad, he had to break a few ribs, but the weird boy said that Zhao Buya would at least retreat a few layers of skin. "Zhao Gui suddenly came to a realization. His two hands were so loathsome that he wanted to grab An Liang's left hand. His body fell down at the same time, and his two hands stretched out as long as they could."

With a "Pa" sound, An Liang's left hand hit Zhao Hao's hands. Zhao Liang instantly felt as if his hands were hit by a train, as if they had been hit by a train.

However, An Liang's left hand was firmly grasped by Zhao Gui. With the momentum of his body collapsing, Zhao Liang bellowed. With a loud cry, he flung An Liang behind him with loathing. Who knew that the lion's weight would be more than three hundred? Zhao Xi threw his body into the air, while Zhao Xi fell to the ground.

An Liang's body aimed straight at Zhao Gang from the air, if he were to smash down, it might actually hit Zhao Gang, and if An Liang really did hit Zhao Gang, then the consequences would be unimaginable, but Zhao Gang fell down, their movements were not agile, and if they really hit Zhao Gang, then Zhao Xi could only be crippled.

Seeing An Liang descending from the sky, a thought suddenly flashed through Zhao Xi's mind. He laid flat on his back on the ground, facing An Liang as he gave a strange smile.

The elders on the side were quite frightened. This disciple didn't care about what he did. If he really was killed, then …

An Liang, who was still in the air, smashed his body against Zhao Ying, who was lying on the ground.

"Ascending!" An Liang's body covered the entire scene, the only thing lacking was the scene of him spitting out blood.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The sound could be heard clearly for a kilometer, but it wasn't Zhao's cry, it was Anliang, who saw him lying flat on the ground with his elbows and knees raised high, supporting his knees with his feet so that they couldn't be suppressed. With his left hand grasping the wrist of his right hand, he clenched his right hand into a fist and pressed it onto the ground, making his body look like an "M." Anliang's chest and lower abdomen were severely injured, and if not for the rules of the tournament, Anliang would probably be able to fight again, but because the demonic aura wasn't working, the pain made him unable to fight again.

The eyes of the five Elders lit up. 'Not bad, I can even think of such a posture. It seems that I have discovered another combat genius. In fact, where did this come from?' He had only seen a few martial arts films, and with the foundation built, his reflexes had improved greatly, so he could easily use them.

The main purpose of the elders in arranging this competition was to find a few people who were good at martial arts, because their entire body's posture was already in place. The correct posture could let the demon qi not waste, and it could also bring out a bit of demon qi from the surrounding space for one's own use.

The elders' gaze towards Zhao Gang became much more amiable. Wu Tian laughed and said, "Zhao Gang, it's about time we enter this box. You have to be careful."

"Yes." Zhao Xi felt a little creeped out. It was a little creepy with that box. May I ask Great Elder, how do I enter this box? " Zhao asked.

"You just need to refine this box, that's enough. Seeing as you are fighting well, I will give you a friendly reminder, this box will automatically attack you after you refine it, and it is also spiritual. You need to be prepared, you can't use any weapons, it only depends on how high your spiritual cultivation is." Wu Tian said. "Take out the treasured sword inside and I'll consider it as you passing!"

"Oh, I know," Zhao Chao replied.

Zhao Yu took out a knife, drew a line on his finger, and a drop of blood fell lightly onto the black box. The box trembled for a moment, and then it lay quietly in Zhao Hao's hand. Zhao Gui also stood still on the ground.

"The test has already started. Don't worry, he'll be fine. The early stage of enlightenment exceeds the late stage of Foundation Establishment. If he can't even pass this, then he might as well die." Wu Tian said with a chuckle. So he already knew that Zhao Xi was in the early stage of the Breaking Dawn phase.

In a space of his consciousness, Zhao Danchen was standing on a rock, surrounded by lava, on top of which only he could stand. In a space of his consciousness, Zhao Danchen was standing on a rock, surrounded by lava, on top of which only he could stand. His right hand stretched out horizontally, and the red light in his entire hand suddenly expanded. The surrounding magma seemed to be threatened, and began to bubble as if it was boiling.

"Oh, so it's like that. Then, how do you think we'll get past this?" Zhao Gui withdrew the Magic Tall Air back into his body and looked around. However, he did not discover that the lava was rushing towards him even faster.

Zhao Danchen was currently observing the place where something was protruding when he suddenly felt a trace of danger. He immediately tensed up and looked around him to see what was approaching.

Only then did he realize, in his desperation, his hands were stretched out horizontally, this time, not red light, but a strange black gas was lingering around his hands, and his hands were pressing downwards, the lava seemed to have been pressed down by something. This time, Zhao Xi clearly felt that it was much harder to suppress the lava than last time, so Zhao Xi did not dare to use all of his strength to suppress the lava, and looking at the lava getting lower and lower, he was confused, could it be that he wanted to waste himself to death, but like this, it would be a hundred years before he could rely on the resistance of his own devils, but if he did not know when it would stop.

Seeing that the lava was getting lower and lower, Zhao Dui stopped suppressing the lava and looked around.

He looked around at the lava and then looked at the rock beneath his feet. It was dark red in color and looked like it hadn't melted yet. He crouched down and knocked on the rock beneath his feet. "[Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter]