Unlimited Challenges

People's circumstances vary greatly.

The rare treasure that Teng Kun had been dreaming of was right there in the Primal Demon Temple, yet he couldn't obtain it.

In contrast, Qin Qingyao remained in the Blood Tower, yet the Primal Demon Temple made a special trip from afar to present her with this item.

She neither thanked him nor left the Blood Tower.

It was as if the elder of the Primal Demon Temple was one of her millions of subjects, and it was only natural for him to offer her the "Life Source Crystal".

Even the high-ranking elders of the Primal Demon Temple didn't find anything amiss. They smiled nonchalantly in the void and headed straight for the only seven-story Soul Tower in the Crippled Demon Sect.

High in the sky, a giant ship slowly descended, bathed in a flurry of snowflakes.

Many people dressed in the robes of the Primal Demon Temple stood on the edge of the ship, looking around and pointing at the stone buildings of varying heights on the Central Continent.

At this moment.

The Crippled Demon Sect, who were cultivating in different stone buildings, and the other elders besides Qin Qingyao, all came out to look up at the sky.

"Primal Demon Temple!"

"Second Elder Zhou Pan! He has reached the Comprehension Realm!"

"Life Source Crystal!"

The disciples whispered in hushed tones.

The Comprehension Realm, the final stage of the three realms of cultivation, is a height that most people can never reach in their entire lives.

Jiang Xuanqi, the Sect Master of the Crippled Demon Sect, is currently at this level.

"Comprehension Realm, Heaven-Opening Realm, Creation Realm."

"An elder from the Primal Demon Temple, only at the Comprehension Realm, has come to our sect and already exudes such power—"

Zhao Changfeng followed Zhou Pan's figure and saw him standing side by side with Jiang Xuanqi on the wide balcony on the roof of the only seven-story stone building in the Central Continent.

Snowflakes fluttered down, and the stone building under the moonlight stood out like a solitary castle.

"Soul Tower ----"

Zhao Changfeng muttered to himself.

If Senior Sister Teng Ling's skeletal body could be soaked in the Blood Pool of the Soul Tower, it would regenerate its internal organs and flesh within a few years, allowing it to reappear as a human.

Now, Teng Kun has lost even a five-story Spirit Tower, and the foundation of his Great Dao has been destroyed.

Elder Teng----

A sharp-eyed disciple spotted Teng Kun and the Brain-Devouring Snake, his expression complex and unreadable.

Zhao Changfeng looked up sharply.

After being relocated from the Central Continent, Old Devil Teng, who had not appeared for a long time, showed up once again.

He looked much older; his hair was gray and dull, and his gaunt face was covered with a beard of the same color, which had clearly not been trimmed or groomed for a long time.

His robes were also wrinkled and covered in cobwebs.

The disheveled Old Devil Teng stood in the vast square in the Central Continent, gazing at the Blood Tower where Qin Qingyao was, his single eye filled with loneliness and bitterness.

He sensed the aura of the "Life Source Crystal"—

The "Life Source Crystal" that could help him defy fate suddenly appeared. Even though he knew it had nothing to do with him, he couldn't help but come and take a look.

Unfortunately, the "Life Source Crystal" had already fallen into Qin Qingyao's Blood Tower, and he couldn't even take another look at it.

Lin Ruonan and Pang Fan are on the rooftop balconies of different Spirit Tower.

Seeing him step back onto the Central Continent, the two instinctively lowered their heads and huddled in the corner of the balcony.

A few months ago, they were Teng Kun's Teng Kun, and had been carefully taught by him for several years.

Especially Lin Ruonan.

Teng Kun taught her the "Insect and Grass Demonic Cultivation Art," providing her with guidance on the Devil Cultivation Method and offering her numerous resources for cultivation.

Now, she is waiting for Grand Elder Shi Wangsheng to return to the sect so that she can kneel down and acknowledge him as her master to complete the ceremony.

"Old Teng, come over here."

The handsome and extraordinary Xie Guanlong stood atop his Blood Tower, beckoned to Teng Kun, and said, "Let's see what else the Primal Demon Temple intends to do."

Teng Kun finally turned his gaze to the five-story Spirit Tower that originally belonged to him, and then flew down to Xie Guanlong's side without saying a word.

Once upon a time, he was a respected elder, qualified to attend elders' meetings in that hall.

A few months ago, he managed to gather seven formal disciple slots and made quite a splash in the square.

Now--

The respect that people had shown him was gone, replaced only by pity and sympathy.

There was also a veiled mockery.

"You won't blame me for letting Pang Fan become my disciple, will you?"

Xie Guanlong raised his hand and handed him a cup of hot tea that he had just brewed, speaking in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"You should know that I wouldn't care about someone with Pang Fan's talent at all. I'm only taking him in because of our friendship, and because you helped me back then."

Teng Kun nodded, took the tea, took a sip, but remained silent.

"Within the sect, you and I are the closest, and you know my character."

Xie Guanlong's gaze swept across the stone buildings and landed on Zhao Changfeng in the distance. He said, "You have a good disciple. I arranged for Fang Hong to speak to him long ago, but he refuses to become my disciple."

"As the saying goes, 'Don't let good things go to outsiders.' If you bring Zhao Changfeng to my side, I won't treat him unfairly."

"As long as he's willing to come—"

Xie Guanlong looked down at the "Blood Tower" beneath his feet and said, "Teng Ling's skeletal remains can also be moved here. Old Teng, this means Teng Ling will take some of my resources. What do you think?"

Even Fang Hong the best Soul Refining Talent under his command, is not as good as Zhao Changfeng; he is only at the ordinary level of the Exceptional Level.

Zhao Changfeng, however, represents the Exceptional Level.

He accepted Pang Fan only out of consideration for his friendship with Teng Kun; what he truly wanted was Zhao Changfeng.

Unfortunately, despite sending Fang Hong several times, Zhao Changfeng consistently refused to see him.

When Teng Kun suffered such a major setback and had no chance of being promoted, Zhao Changfeng's willingness to follow Teng Kun to the end made him even more delighted.

Since he couldn't persuade Zhao Changfeng, he could only try to talk to Teng Kun and hope that Teng Kun could persuade him.

Teng Kun frowned, then suddenly felt the teacup in his hand was a little hot. He said calmly, "Of course I tried to persuade him, but he's a bit stubborn and refuses to side with anyone else."

Xie Guanlong sighed and said nothing more.

"Boom!"

A figure fell from the high-rise building and landed heavily on the snow-covered ground in the central square.

He looked around at the numerous Spirit Tower scattered in a ring around the square.

"My name is Tong Yi."

"My teacher Zhou Pan."

"As per my master's orders, I will fight three consecutive battles, challenging all fellow cultivators in your sect who are at the same Primordial Spirit Realm."

"If you can kill my Tong Yi, you can obtain the 'Wing Armor' bestowed by my master. This armor is of the Fourth Rank."

The man shouted loudly.

The crowd gasped in disbelief.

The value of Armored Treasure has always been far greater than that of Spirit Artifact of the same rank.

The Fourth Rank "Wing Armor" is so light and agile that it must be comparable to most Fifth Rank Spirit Artifact.

"By wearing this armor, one can traverse the void and soar through the skies without even reaching the Freedom Realm."

Tong Yi continued.

This item was merely a prize Zhou Pan used to incentivize the Crippled Demon Sect disciples to participate in the battle. Even after winning three consecutive matches, he could not obtain it; only the one who killed him could claim it.

When the wonders of this armor were mentioned, Tong Yi was also extremely envious.

"Those who can defeat Tong Yi, besides the Wing Armor, can freely choose a Fourth Rank Devil Cultivation Method or an item of the same tier from the Scripture Treasury."

Jiang Xuanqi's slow and deliberate voice rang out.

All eyes turned to him, gazing at the tallest Soul Tower, where he and Zhou Pan were looking down at the central square.

"Externally, foreign races frequently invade; internally, the Baleful Demon Sect plots treacherous schemes."

"Feeling that the Demon Kingdom's recent internal peace was not conducive to nurturing true Demonic Dao talents, the Palace Master initiated an unrestricted challenge system between sects."

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"Only in this way will new stars emerge continuously, becoming the pillars of the Demon Kingdom in the future."

Zhou Pan said calmly.

Jiang Xuanqi nodded in agreement.

This has always been the case with the Demon Dao Great Sect.

Every person who can reach the Demonic Dao Supremes must face countless bloody trials. It is universally acknowledged that only through brutal competition and slaughter can an unparalleled genius be created.

Defeated and dead, it shows that they did not possess such talent and ability.

Zhou Pan's purpose in coming here was not only to give Qin Qingyao a "Life Source Crystal" in the hope of winning that battle ten years later and reclaiming the cultivation treasure land controlled by the Yin-Yang Joyous Union Tower for the Demon Kingdom.

On the other hand, it was also to announce this matter.

Effective immediately.

Those of the same realm from different sects, including the Primal Demon Temple, the White Bone Dao, the Ghost-Controlling Sect, Crippled Demon Sect, can freely challenge each other.

Life and death are irrelevant.

A four-story Spirit Tower terrace.

Hong Sen and Meng Hai gathered at Yang Jianqiu's place.

The two were eager to try.

The Wing Armor, along with the Fourth Rank Devil Cultivation Method and Spirit Artifact, is truly too tempting.

As Under Qin Qingyao's disciples, they all felt a sense of pride and were full of vigor.

"Don't go down if you don't want to die."

Yang Jianqiu's face darkened, the bruises on his face making him look sinister. He said in a low voice, "I know Tong Yi. None of you are his match, you can't even withstand a single blow from him!"

Hong Sen and Meng Hai's expressions changed drastically.

They were able to survive inside the War Beast thanks to Yang Jianqiu's timely intervention, and they have always regarded Yang Jianqiu as their leader.

Yang Jianqiu was always calm and collected. Since he said that the two of them were no match for Tong Yi, the two of them immediately stopped fighting.

"I've seen this person again."

The Brain-Devouring Snake lay at Zhao Changfeng's feet.

Teng Ling, with her aloof and exquisite beauty, appeared in the form of a young girl, standing side by side with Zhao Changfeng, gazing at the vast central square.

"Having reached the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and having been immersed in this realm for a long time, he should be able to begin his breakthrough to the Three Calamities Realm at any time."

Teng Ling noticed Tong Yi's state; her voice was as cold as drifting snowflakes, as were her pair of emerald green eyes.

Although she lost her physical body, she still considered herself a member of the Crippled Demon Sect, and the shattering of her body was caused by the people of the Primal Demon Temple.

Tong Yi stood tall, challenging all those of the same cultivation level in the sect, which aroused a sense of shared hatred and anger in them.

When Heavenly Shield City, Tong Yi complained to her grandfather that Zhao Changfeng had deserted his post in Tamu Town.

She remembers this incident vividly.

"Wing Armor, Fourth Rank Devil Cultivation Method or Spirit Artifact."

Zhao Changfeng grinned and said softly, "I told you there was no rush to exchange it with merit points, and here it is, delivered right to my doorstep!"

Teng Ling was surprised.

Zhao Changfeng turned his head, his smile unchanged, and said, "If I, Zhao Changfeng, can't even kill someone like Tong Yi, how dare I hope to kill Genius Rank Xu Lang?"

Teng Ling was slightly surprised, her exquisitely beautiful face, like a painting, now showing obvious worry. "You've just entered the Great Perfection of the Primordial Spirit."

Zhao Changfeng laughed and said, "Senior sister, to be honest, even if three Tong Yi joined forces against me, I could still make sure they were thoroughly dead."