Ming Chen looked around at everyone, and the magnetic voice sounded again.
"You must already know that the purpose of Genius Competition this time is to select the strongest genius Nether King Province and compete with the Spirit Terrace Kingdom for God Island."
"God Island has been in my Great Xia territory since ancient times. Spirit Terrace Kingdom, with the support of certain forces, competes with me, Nether King Province."
"Whether it's for Great Xia's dignity or for the resources on God Island, we must fight this battle!"
His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.
Everyone's emotions became excited unknowingly, and they wanted to rush over now and fight with those Spirit Terrace Kingdom gangsters.
Spirit Terrace Kingdom is just a small country, but because it has Great Chu's backing, it dares to invade Great Xia's territory and kill its Great Xia people, which is despicable behavior.
If it weren't for the Great Chu that followed, Spirit Terrace Kingdom would have been destroyed a hundred times.
"There are still four months left to compete with the Spirit Terrace Kingdom. We will end the competition within a month, select the ten most talented people, and give Nether King Inheritance a chance."
After hearing Ming Chen's words, all the geniuses' bodies shook violently.
"What! Nether King Inheritance!!"
Even many county guards looked astonished because they didn't know about this.
Nether King, Great Xia is one of the nine Great War Gods who founded the country. With the Great Summer Kingdom, he conquered all races, opened up territories and made great achievements.
Not to mention Great Xia, even if we look at the entire Cultivation World, the fate of Nether King is admired and feared by countless people.
Nether King almost succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and ascended to immortality.
It's a pity that he caused a lot of evil. When he was going through the tribulation, he was struck by thunder tribulation Karmic Fire. In the end, he couldn't resist it and died.
The fact that Nether King can reach that level already shows how powerful it is.
Now the state leader actually said that as long as he gets into the top ten, he can get Nether King Inheritance.
It is the dream of countless monks to obtain the inheritance of such a powerful person.
Even Vast Mist Sect's genius Zhou Feng's face showed excitement and desire.
Nether King is Sword Cultivator, and Nether King Sword is the dream of countless Sword Cultivator.
Zhou Feng clenched his fists, no matter what, he had to get the top ten spot!
Ming Chen changed the subject, "Of course, entering the top ten is just an opportunity. Whether you can get the final inheritance depends on your ability."
Even though he said this, the excitement of the geniuses did not diminish.
Everyone is a genius, everyone thinks they are the best, and they will definitely get Nether King Inheritance.
Ming Chen Seeing everyone so motivated, the smiles on their faces became even brighter.
"Lord, let's stop talking nonsense. Now, let's start the first test, Knocking Dao Asking Heart."
"You are about to enter Nether King Secret Realm, which will magnify the things you desire most."
"Status, power, dignity, beauty, appetite, cultivation... Even if you know these are temptations and fake, when you really face them, it will be difficult to resist them."
"The path of spiritual practice is full of countless temptations. Only those who can resist temptation can go further."
"I only give you one hour. If you can't get out within one hour, you will be eliminated."
Ming Chen An hourglass appeared in his hand, walked to one side of the whirlpool, and said, "Now, start the test!"
"Nether King Inheritance must be mine!"
"It's just a little Illusionary Realm, it can't trouble me."
"Fight for Nether King Inheritance!"
Many geniuses are high-spirited and stride into it.
It's just a simple fantasy, and only fools will be deceived.
Meng Jing held Jiang Ping An's hand, very nervously, "It's over, what if there are endless desserts in there? I might not be able to bear it."
She feels that her biggest weakness is gluttony.
Jiang Ping An: "..."
He didn't know where to complain about this little girl.
Jiang Ping An followed into the vortex.
I felt that my body passed through a thin film, and Meng Jing beside me suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Ping An appeared alone in a chaotic white space.
He ignored other things, took out "Sandstorm Burial" and continued studying.
Time is limited, so we must learn more as soon as possible. After this test, it will be the second test.
When all the participating geniuses entered, Ming Chen activated the illusion of the secret realm and threw the hourglass upside down into the air.
The hourglass floated in the air, and the sand inside began to slide downward.
Ming Chen looked at the many county guards with a smile, "How many do you think will come out of these more than a thousand geniuses?"
"Half of them were eliminated, leaving eight hundred." A strong and muscular Sheriff spoke.
An old man shook his head, "Six hundred is a big deal. When faced with the infinitely magnified temptation, only those with a strong will cannot resist it."
"Let alone them, even if we want to come out, it will take a lot of effort."
These county guards were not as relaxed as that group of geniuses, because they knew what they were going to face.
Within the secret realm.
Meng Jing constantly warns himself not to be greedy or greedy, so as not to be tempted.
The surrounding scenery began to change. In the courtyard, under the locust tree, a young man sat at a stone table with a large number of pastries placed on the table.
After one saw Meng Jing, he smiled and said, "Little Jing, come and have dessert together."
The boy's eyes are full of sunshine.
"Mu...Woodhead! No, you are not Woodhead!"
Meng Jing looked at the young man in front of him and realized that his biggest weakness was not dessert.
"Come and have a piece, it's just the two of us here, no one will disturb us." The young man said with a smile.
"But..."
Meng Jing wanted to refuse, but seeing the bright smile on the young man's face, he couldn't say the words to refuse.
She knew it was false, but she was extremely eager for what was happening in front of her.
"Just eat a piece and then leave." The young man smiled.
"Okay." Meng Jing walked over.
The other end.
Jin Lin was brought into the ancestral hall by his father.
"Jin Lin, from today on, you are the head of the Jin Family. You can enjoy the best resources for training. When the time comes, you will definitely defeat Tyrant Body! Lead our clan to stand at the pinnacle of the human race Body Cultivator!"
Jin Lin knows this is fake, but this is what he desires most.
Become the head of the family and lead your people to become the number one Body Cultivator Lineage in the human race.
Jin Lin took a deep breath, "Just experience it for a while and then go out."
All geniuses are presented with what they desire.
Some people are confessed by the person they like, some are surrounded by countless beauties and handsome guys, some are admired by thousands of people, and some wantonly revenge on their former enemies...
Everyone knows it is fake, but under the guidance of special power, it is difficult to get rid of it directly and want to experience something that is not available in the outside world.
These beautiful illusions are what they have been pursuing, and they can be enjoyed directly here.
Jiang Ping An A dilapidated village appeared in front of him.
The small thatched house, the smoke, the old well in Uncle Li's house, Tiger Girl sitting next to him playing with dirt...
A sunburned and kind-hearted peasant woman walked out of the thatched house.
"Ping An, why are you sitting on the ground? It's almost time to eat. Tiger Girl come and eat together."
Seeing this kind and familiar face, Jiang Ping An shed two lines of tears in his eyes.
"Mother."
"Ping An, why are you crying? Are you hungry? Your father shot a rabbit today. You can eat the meat."
The woman smiled and shaved Jiang Ping An's nose, took his hand and led him into the room.
Tiger Girl behind him followed him like a follower, "Let's eat~"
In the room, a shirtless, oily middle-aged man was secretly eating meat.
The woman picked up the chopsticks and knocked off the black hand, pinched her waist and shouted, "The child hasn't eaten yet, and you want to eat, have you washed your hands?"
"Hehe, just have a taste."
The man smiled honestly and said to Jiang Ping An, "Ping An, please sit down quickly, or your mother won't let me eat."
The woman carried Li YueYue, who had a runny nose next to her, to the table, "Tiger Girl, sit down and eat too, and have a taste of my aunt's cooking."
Jiang Ping An sat on the old stool, still shaking from side to side as before, picked up the rabbit leg and took a bite.
Tasting this familiar taste, the indifference on his face disappeared, and tears poured out uncontrollably.