The old beggar came again, but since then he has never come again. The battle of Shengwu is getting closer and closer, and the ten days passed quickly.
Guo Yixiu made some progress and was ranked 99th on the Martial Arts Ranking List, but he still couldn't cross the second threshold of the Immortal Gate.
But Yan Honglei has made even more progress, ranking 28th on the "Martial Arts List", mainly because the old beggar is partial to her and gave her a top-level spiritual instrument, now her combat power is against the sky, even Guo Yao is not her opponent.
On this day, the five great peaks of Mount Shengwu were crowded with people as far as the eye could see. There were martial arts geniuses from the "Wu Bang" list, as well as cultivators from various major sects. These cultivators had all come to dig up talented individuals, and most of the Wu Bang geniuses didn't qualify to enter the Martial Alliance, but almost all would be recruited by this cultivation sect.
"Have you guys heard? The Blood of Baigujing arrived at Shengwu City last night and as soon as he entered the city, he announced that he wants to kill a young man named Guo Yi."
"This matter has already been made public, who would not know that Xue Yi is the third-ranked on the Martial Arts Ranking List, and even Ling Zhe has killed a few people. How could a mere ninety-ninth ranked child be his match?"
"This is a high-profile murder! Isn't he afraid of scaring that little brat Guo Yi away?"
"Blood One had to kill a person, never missed. Escaping was useless too. A year ago, the master of Jianhu Ling Palace heard that Blood One said he would kill him and fled in fear for 90 million miles, only to die with resentment in the end, even his head was hung on the gate of Jianhu Palace."
"It seems that this Guo Yi is undoubtedly doomed."
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Many people in the crowd were discussing who would be able to enter Wu Meng this time, and unexpectedly let Guo Yi hear such news about himself.
"Blood one, I seem to not know this person."
Yan Honglei and Guo Ye walked side by side, she still wore a white veil, dressed in a simple yet elegant white dress, her breath as fragrant as orchids, her heart as pure as wisdom, clean like a sheet of white paper. Although her outfit was simple, her beautiful figure still attracted the attention of countless people.
Yan Honglei seemed to really regard Guo Yi as a junior brother, saying: "Xueyi has many legends about him, he's a demonic man. Ten years ago, he could already break through the boundary of a martial artist and become an immortal, but he cultivated a strange and sinister secret technique, suppressing his own cultivation. However, his combat strength is stronger than that of many veteran immortals. If I were to fight him now, I would be killed with just one move."
"Wow, it's so powerful and it's only ranked third. What about the first and second? Won't they be even more terrifying?"
"I said it early on, the top ten of the Wu Bang is a threshold. Those who can reach their height cannot be inferred by common sense. Some old monsters who have been cultivating for hundreds of years are not even their opponents." Yan Honglei seemed to know a lot.
Guo Yi asked inexplicably: "Your meaning is that they have long possessed the boundary of breaking through to become a spiritual being, but intentionally do not break through. Why is this?"
Yan Honglei said, "The more abundant the accumulation now, the greater the help for future cultivation. Who knows, once they break through and become a spirit, they may possess the fourth or even fifth palace of cultivation."
The realm of the soul is divided into nine small realms. With each advancement in a small realm, an additional palace appears within the body. Therefore, the first small realm is called "First Palace", the second small realm is called "Second Palace"... and so on, until the ninth realm which is called "Ninth Palace".
Ordinary martial saints who break through to become spirits are generally at the "First Palace" level; Martial saints who have been imprinted with the "Martial List" and break through to become spirits can almost directly reach the "Second Palace" level; And martial saints who have a ranking on the "Martial List" can directly reach the "Third Palace" level after breaking through.
"It's no wonder everyone wants to enter the 'Martial Rankings'. It turns out there are so many benefits. The higher the ranking, the higher one's cultivation will be after breaking through to become a Spirit. This is much faster than breaking through to become a Spirit first and then cultivating."
Yan Honglei said: "That's natural. Generally speaking, for a spirit to break through a boundary, it usually takes at least nearly ten years of bitter cultivation, and some even need several decades."
"It seems that the path of the spiritual practitioner will be even more difficult to walk."
As they spoke, a white-clad young man flew out from the top of each of the five great peaks of Mount Shengwu. These five white-clad young men seemed to be unaffected by the Ban Flying Divine Array and strolled through the air, treading on clouds as if walking on solid ground.
These five people are the Five Great Martial Envoys of Wu Meng, all of whom were geniuses on the "Martial Rankings" fifty years ago.
Five young people in white clothes, both men and women, stood on the white clouds, chatting and laughing. One of them announced: "This time's Holy Martial War will be different from the previous three rounds to determine the winner. All participating 'Martial List' geniuses will enter a specific battlefield for hunting. You have nine days in total, and after nine days, the ranking will be determined by the score."
"This particular battlefield will be a small world." A woman in white added.
Another man in white robes smiled and said, "This time the Holy War was personally planned by the five alliance masters. The five alliance masters will soon use the Great Teleportation Technique to send all the geniuses on the Martial Board to a small world billions of miles away. During the transmission process, you will know the detailed rules of the Holy War."
This sudden news left many people unprepared, under the five great peaks, everyone was discussing it, wondering why the high-level of Wu Meng would change the way of the Holy War.
Of course, some people who are ranked high on the "Martial Arts Ranking List" don't care about these things. Their strength is evident, and no method can affect them.
"What is this Wu Alliance going to play?" Guo Yi had a hint of expectation.
At the top of the five towering peaks in the distance, a cluster of light mist rose separately, and the bright light illuminated the entire sky. The five clusters of light mist suddenly flew into the clouds, merged together, and transformed into a huge void gate.
The Gate of Void slowly descended from above the Holy Martial City, slowly opening, and the inside was incredibly deep. The spatial texture wove into a web-like pattern, propping open a void passageway.
"The Gate of Void has been opened, those who wish to participate in the Holy War's 'War List' genius quickly enter it. Nine days later, the Gate of Void will open again and bring you back." A man in white clothes said indifferently.
This is absolutely a miracle, a hundred-meter-wide void gate floating on the sky curtain, leading to an unknown small world billions of miles away.
"It's just a change of tactics, who fears whom!" A big Han man stepped forward on his horse and disappeared into the Gate of Void.
"I like a challenging fight." A man dressed as a rich young master also stepped through the Void Gate.
"I will kill all the geniuses who participate in the war"
"I'm also ranked first on the Martial Arts Ranking List, and I won't miss a single kill."
"Fight!"
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From the initial hesitation to everyone rushing into the Void Gate, over a hundred million geniuses from the "Martial Arts Rankings" have entered it and been transported to an unknown small world.
"I wonder what kind of battle rules this Holy War will be!" Yan Honglei whispered to herself, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of doubt.
"Never mind, let's go, Master!"
At this time, most of the Wubang geniuses had entered the Void Gate. Guo Yi and Yan Honglei were among the last batch. As soon as they stepped in, the Void Gate slammed shut, and a bright white light appeared before their eyes.
At this time, they had already entered the Void Channel, and only he and Yan Honglei were left around him. Everyone else had disappeared at the end of the channel, rushing to the unknown small world's Holy Martial Battlefield.
Above the Void Tunnel floats a massive stone monument, on which is inscribed the rules of the Holy War:
"The battlefield, a small world of ice and fire, located in the gap between the worlds in the southern part of the ancient Xuan domain's great world, is a small world that is fifty million li long and thirty-seven million li wide."
"Each of the 'Wu Bang' geniuses participating in the Holy War will receive a Soul Ring. For every person killed, one soul is collected and counts as one point. The highest scorer will be ranked first in the Holy War. As long as you are ranked among the top ten, you can become a member of the new Wu Alliance."
Two black soul rings flew out of the stone monument above the void passage and fell into the hands of Guo Yi and Yan Honglei. The soul mustard was as cold as frost, inside which was a soul space that could hold hundreds of millions of souls for storage.
After reading the rules of the Holy War, Guo Yi's heart felt a chill, and he said: "What does the higher-ups of the Martial Alliance want to do? This is completely wanting to exterminate the humans in this small world, and it's still using our hands."
"This time, the number of geniuses participating in the Holy War is over a million. The people in this small world are not enough to kill, and in the end, it will be our own battle. I don't know how many people will die in this war and become stepping stones for others. Only true masters can survive." Yan Honglei's eyes also seemed to be moved.
"Whatever it is, let's go take a look at the Ice and Fire Small World. I must get first place in the Holy War."
Yan Honglei looked at Guo Yi with a glance: "Then you should be prepared to slaughter tens of millions of lives."
Two people rushed towards the end of the void passage, not wanting to fall behind others. After running for about an hour, a five-colored cave entrance appeared in front of them, and a refreshing breath came rushing over.
Guo Ye and Yan Honglei rushed out of the Wuhua Cave at the same time and entered the Binghuo Small World.
Guo Yi only felt a wave of dizziness and weightlessness, and when he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him had changed dramatically.
This is a strange world without sun and moon. Half of the sky is clouds burning like flames, while the other half of the sky is dark blue icy clouds.
Kwok Yat appeared under the pale blue clouds, with white frost flowers blowing in the surrounding air, and his skin was chilled to the bone. The ground grew small blue grass, crystal clear, and a white liquid flowed through the leaves. The surrounding trees were not tall, about the same as the clouds in the sky, almost all blue.
"We both entered this small world at the same time, so why am I the only one here? Where's Shifu?"
The surrounding area was a vast plain, and within tens of miles, Guo Ye didn't see a single person's shadow. It seemed like this place was an uninhabited world.
"Big Sister Yan!"
"Swallow's tears!"
"Yan Da Beauty!"
Kuo Yeh trod on the desolate plain, shouting Yan Honglei's name as if singing a song. However, after calling out for half a day, all he got in response was an echo and the cries of startled wild birds taking flight.
"It seems that this damned Void Gate has transmitted me and Shifu separately to different places in this small world!"
The world of ice and fire is vast, almost equivalent to the area of a continent on Earth. Guo Yi ran north for nearly a thousand miles before seeing a human city.
When he stepped into this small city, Guo Yi was shocked by the people in front of him.
The entire city is made up of disabled people, some are blind in both eyes, some are deaf in both ears, some have no legs, and some have no arms. There isn't a single able-bodied person in this city.
Although these people are physically disabled, they still live a normal life with joy and laughter, rising with the sun and resting with the sunset. They seem to have made their disability a habit and appear very happy.
Those Wubang geniuses don't seem to have discovered this city yet, and the people inside are living in peace, unaware that a group of ferocious killing gods has arrived on this land, ready to destroy the entire world.
These people also have martial artists, but their cultivation is extremely low. The highest person can only reach the third layer of "Dà Wǔ Jīng". And more people don't even have a thread of martial power, they are truly ordinary people, as if heaven has deprived them of the right to cultivate martial arts.
Guo Yeyan extinguished the flames on his hands. He had originally intended to kill people, collect their souls and earn points, but in the end he still couldn't bring himself to do it to these ordinary people.
Walking on the streets in the city, Guo Yi was very calm, with a hint of envy in his heart. Although they were physically disabled and living in poverty, every person had a happy smile on their face.
"Big brother, can you give me some food? I haven't eaten for three days!"
A four or five-year-old little girl, with her big black eyes shining brightly, stared at Guo Yao. She was only wearing a tattered old dress, with a pair of frostbitten red feet, and one small hand grasped Guo Yao's sleeve, as if she had grabbed onto the last straw to save her life.
Her face was filled with childlike innocence, her eyes were very beautiful, like two black pearls. But Guo Yi clearly saw that those eyes were so vague and empty, this was a little blind girl.
Guo Yi stretched out his hand and wiped her dirty little face clean, smiling: "Little sister, what's your name?"
"Yao Yao, Grandpa calls me Little Yao Yao when he's awake." The little girl said innocently.
Kuo Yeh-yun recited the "Nine Transformations of the Mysterious Fire Chant", and a burst of flames erupted on his palm, warming up Hsiao Yu-yu. He asked: "What about your family?"
"They're all asleep. Three days ago, Grandpa also fell asleep in the broken temple. No matter how I called him, he didn't wake up again. He slept very soundly."
Yao Yao took Guo Yi to a ruined temple, where an old man who had been dead for three days lay stiff and cold.
Kuo Yichang let out a long sigh, with an unspeakable sorrow in his heart. He quietly buried the old man and then told Yao Yao: "Your grandfather is now asleep. When your eyes can see things again, he will wake up."
Yao Yao smiled happily, but soon fell into despair, saying: "My eyes were born blind, and will never be able to see in the future."
Guo Yixin's mind stirred and he muttered to himself: "How can this be? Are all the people in the entire city born with disabilities?"
Yao Yao seemed to hear Guo Yi's muttering, saying: "Grandpa said that this is a world cursed by heaven, everyone will not be intact, and this world will eventually be destroyed."
Kuo's mind was violently shaken. The entire small world of people were born with disabilities, this... could it be that they were truly cursed by heaven?
Guo Yi began to understand why the high-level officials of Wu Meng chose this small world as the battlefield for the Holy War, perhaps they knew some secrets.
"Even if the whole world is destroyed, big brother won't let you be destroyed together." Guo Yao patted Xiaoyao's little head and smiled: "Just stay here obediently, big brother will go get you some delicious food."
"I'll be good." Yaya sat on the ground with her two small hands under her chin, perfectly still and quiet.
Guo Yi's bitter smile, thought to himself, "Perhaps tonight this city will welcome a group of 'Martial Arts Ranking' killing gods, let her enjoy the last peace!"