"Ah..."
Suddenly, a scream rang out up ahead, utterly wretched. Someone exploded into a mass of bloody pulp, startling many of the powerful cultivators.
"Careful. The gravity up ahead increases sharply. If your physical body hasn't reached the ten-thousand extreme realm, you'll be crushed into a meat patty," someone murmured.
In this region, numerous symbols were imprinted in the void, gleaming brilliantly with a metallic sheen. They sealed off the area, causing the pressure to surge.
Every step forward felt as though they were carrying a mountain on their backs, making it agonizingly difficult to move.
Some people's expressions changed, distress appearing on their faces. Clearly, the trial had exceeded their expectations. Without reaching the physical body's extreme realm, they could not reach the end.
Of course, for First Generations and Heavenly Talent successors, this selection process was a good thing. It could eliminate many rivals, such as the army of ferocious beasts behind them.
After they walked for some time, the pressure eased, and a majestic mountain appeared ahead. Dragon qi steamed around its towering, imposing bulk, making it resemble a pearl held in a giant dragon's mouth.
"We've reached the Inheritance Grounds!"
The crowd grew excited, overjoyed, but in the next instant, their gazes sharpened as they scanned those around them, killing intent filling the air.
Without question, they had reached the final destination. The true struggle was about to begin, and another round of slaughter was inevitable.
Boom!
A battle of dragons and tigers began. Precious arts blossomed, and rune light shone brilliantly.
"It's time to settle the grudge between us!" Golden Cicada turned and fixed his gaze on Lin Fan, his large eyes bloodshot and his baleful aura oppressive.
"Heh, it is time to settle accounts. Fellow Daoists, if you have vengeance to take or grievances