C719 The Competition

Now, the true experts had all rushed to the depths of the continent. Even those who were very far away had arrived. This was a grand event that could overturn the heavens and overturn the earth. No one was willing to submit to the other. Naturally, the battle was also explosive.

There were also many opportunities here, making one's heart move, making one's eyes turn red.

Someone picked a holy medicine and broke through to the Void Stage, moreover, it was the Second Level Void Realm. Someone picked up a broken saber and killed that Void Stage opponent with a casual wave of his hand...

Time slowly passed.

Zuo Yu was walking alone on the desolate road. He was covered in dust, and his aura was faintly discernible.

Looking at the dark and gloomy sky in the distance, Zuo Yu's mood was not very good. It had been so long, but there was still no news of Yuyao. This made him very worried.

What kind of heavenly passage was it exactly? He had already searched it, but there was no trace of it at all. This was a strange heavenly passage. If it didn't appear on its own, it could only mean that he had no fate with the heavenly passage.

In total, Yuyao had disappeared for a long time. It was almost time for him to be sealed in the Yin Yang Gourd.

In the depths of the continent, there was a palace that was still in good condition.

This palace was divided into four directions, north, south, and north. It was neatly arranged. There was a strange formation inside the palace. Although it had not been repaired for a long time, it was still very suitable for cultivation. Cultivating in it would yield twice the results with half the effort, and it would also help one comprehend the Great Dao. This made many people very enthusiastic.

Now, this place had already been occupied, and the people from the four continents had gathered in four directions to occupy it. Each side was on their own, and they did not interfere with each other.

They were all cultivating within it, striving to break through themselves.

On the west side, a battle was taking place.

There was a total of Five Square Continent, but there were only four directions here. Therefore, there was naturally one continent that wasn't occupied, and that was the people of Cultivation Continent. They had arrived late, and by the time they arrived, there was no place left for them.

Under the lead of a few leaders, the people of Cultivation Continent didn't find their old opponent, the Demon God Continent. Instead, they attacked the people of Divine Martial Continent, because they felt that it would be best to bully them.

Their choice was right. The people of Divine Martial Continent really couldn't stop them. They were forced to retreat, and were pushed back by more than half of the place.

The flying sword whistled, and its Qi was surging.

Rumble! The people of Divine Martial Continent roared furiously, but they kept retreating, leaving behind a large number of corpses. Many of them had already been killed by the flying swords.

"Why are you attacking us?" A rogue cultivator roared furiously, full of unwillingness. He was just about to break through when he was interrupted. His resentment had reached its peak.

"Humph! Who asked you to be the weakest?" A cultivator sneered.

"If you want to blame someone, blame that Zuo Yu for killing the young master of Flying Cloud Sect. All of you have been exhausted by him. " An elder said with a cold expression.

"Old man, if you have the ability, go and find Zuo Yu. I don't dare to go. You can only show off your power here. What kind of ability do you have?" Someone had an explosive temper, but he was almost killed by the old man's flying sword. The old man was already a Void Stage, and he was a true expert in such a small place.

"Hmph! All of you get lost, or you'll be killed without mercy!" The cultivator all sneered, and their faces were filled with disdain.

"You guys are going too far!"

"So what if I bully you? Who do you think you are? A bunch of trash at the bottom of the pack."

"Fight them to the death" Someone from the Divine Martial Continent roared furiously.

"Courting death!" A cultivator's expression turned cold, and his killing intent skyrocketed.

"I think we should just kill them all."

"I think so too."

"You won't have a chance." The group of cultivator laughed contemptuously. The flying swords charged forward, and while they were talking, they were still killing.

"Brothers, let's go all out..." In an instant, the explosive momentum of the battle had begun. This was because the cultivator was preparing to clear the area and kill people. The group of people, regardless of whether they were angry or wanted to retreat, at this moment, they had to first defend against the flying swords in front of them.

Kill! Roars of battle erupted, and the aura surged in all directions.

The people of Divine Martial Continent were still not enough. Since ancient times, Divine Martial Continent had always been at the bottom. This time, it was Dichong, Zuo Yu, and a group of experts. However, the overall strength of the others was indeed not as good as that of the other continents, especially Cultivation Continent. Their overall strength was one of the best.

Flying swords were flying everywhere, whistling through the sky. The experts of the Divine Martial Continent were forced to retreat one after another. They fell one after another, not even having the chance to escape. They couldn't even get close to a group of cultivator. They could only defend passively.

"You overestimate yourself." The cultivator were laughing and joking behind them. They kept sneering, and didn't show any mercy when they attacked.

The people of Divine Martial Continent kept retreating in groups. They had no choice but to join forces because they would die faster if they split up.

The group of people were being chased by a bunch of flying swords. They didn't even have the strength to fight back. Attacking the flying swords was useless. If they wanted to kill the enemy, they would have to charge forward. However, they were a bit scared. They didn't dare go up, because if someone showed up, they would be the first to die. Moreover, they didn't have this type of absolute strength either. The two most powerful individuals in the crowd were only close to the void strength. And in the group of cultivator, there were two true expert at the Void Stage.

The group of people retreated in panic. The cultivator's flying sword followed them like a shadow, it had no intention of letting them go.

Miserable cries rang out continuously. One after another, people were killed.

Above the palace, a figure flashed and landed. It was as if he had suddenly teleported. There was no trace of him, nor was there any sound of wind.

Ever since he had mastered the Wind Soul, Zuo Yu's movement technique had become more and more agile.

Zuo Yu swept his eyes around. The palace here was sturdy, it could withstand the erosion of time, and it could still be preserved in the ancient flames of war.

There was a mysterious aura here. It was a pretty good place to comprehend the Dao, but unfortunately, it was a little dilapidated.

Zuo Yu's horizons were very high now, he could roughly tell what it was with just a glance.

He cast a glance to the west. There was a chaotic battle going on there, and he could hear faint sounds coming from it. It was a very far place, and it was a very big place.

Zuo Yu didn't pay too much attention to it. He had seen a lot of fights in this continent, and he had long gotten used to it. He couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to it, even if they were all from the Divine Martial Continent.

Once, he saw a girl from the Goddess Continent being chased by a devil warrior and saved her. In the end, after that girl found out who he was, she actually tried to plot against him. Later on, Zuo Yu found out that the girl was a disciple of Sky Mountain. He really wanted to make a name for himself... Unfortunately, her poison was useless to Zuo Yu. Even as a supplement, Zuo Yu felt that the energy was too little.

Zuo Yu walked forward casually. There were many people here. Although most of them were in the palace, Zuo Yu could still feel them.

There was the gentleness of water, the formation of the Water Spirit Dao, and the sharpness of the sword. There was the agility of the wind...

"Hmm?" Zuo Yu frowned slightly when he sensed the wind. He felt a familiar fluctuation.