Five Immortals Sect
Chapter 303

Soundless Thunder

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Just as Huchen Wanli passed by with a surprised voice, Huchen Jianghai also looked at the last light mask. When he just woke up, he was panicked because he was stared at by Huchen Wanli. Over the years, under the power of Huchen Wanli, he had developed a habit of being afraid from the bottom of his heart. After receiving a somewhat surprising message from his mother Ye Luoyan telling him about his current record, Yi glanced around Divine Sense, sensing that there seemed to be a light mask, and then focused on Hu Chen Wanli's gaze that seemed to be murderous.

Now he looked up, and the face that was originally so simple and honest became extremely exciting, because he saw a scene that made him feel ridiculous. In a corner of the square, the only colored light mask in the field had now become pitch black, and the light flowing on it actually had a layer of texture, as if the figure could be reflected in the black.

Just as Huchen Jianghai looked at him in disbelief, Ye Luoyan's somewhat angry voice came into his mind again, "This is that boy from Huchen Wuding."

At this time, the surrounding discussions began to get louder.

"Master Wu Ding, how did you do this? The first half of the incense stick was just gray, so why did it change so quickly? There must be something wrong with the assessment."

"It's possible, if Young Master Wu Ding can be so fast, why didn't he see any movement for a quarter of an hour? Wouldn't that be safer? The color change is too fast when the assessment time is about to come."

"Maybe the methods used are different." Someone said thoughtfully.

Hu Chen responded with a pair of wonderful eyes shining brightly, and his plump breasts began to rise and fall violently, "What is this guy doing? Is it just to attract everyone's attention in the end? Really."

In the main stand, except for a few ancestors who were still calm, the others had different expressions. Hu Chen's brows were almost knitted together. He didn't understand why his son's performance was so different.

Ancestor Hu Chen on one side curled his lips slightly and thought, "What a pure ghost poisonous scroll." He had already felt a familiar aura fluctuation from Hu Chen Wuding's body when he entered Lineage. It was the same aura as him, although this aura was different for him. For him, being weak is almost negligible, but as the only person in Lineage who has practiced pure cultivation of ghost poison scrolls in the past ten thousand years, he immediately found a trace of pure breath from the chaotic ghost poison scroll breath in Lineage.

A soft sound of "wave" came out, just like the nearly a hundred light masks before, but the appearance of this sound made the entire square instantly quiet.

As a figure was directly ejected, he immediately fell to the ground and fell unconscious. The dark color on the mask quickly faded, and the scene inside the mask slowly appeared in people's eyes. At this moment, even the disciples of Lineage who were ready to treat him at the edge of the square were in a daze for a moment. It was only after two or three breaths that he remembered to feed Pill to the unconscious Hu Chen Wuding, and quickly stepped into the square.

After everyone Divine Sense rushed away, the square continued to remain silent, a deathly silence.

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It was quiet, and after a few breaths, the square erupted like a volcano.

"Did... did I... see wrongly, five hundred... one... thirteen plants?"

"Yes... there are five hundred and thirteen plants. That's right. I've scanned them three times in a row."

"Looking at the color of the mask, Master Wuding didn't move until half past time. How is this possible?"

"..." Everyone's faces looked dull for a moment.

Huchen Wanli in the distance had long forgotten the blow Huchen Jianghai had given him before. He was just scanning Divine Sense over and over again, unable to believe it all.

Huchen Jianghai was even more dejected and kept saying, "Impossible, this is impossible, unless he has cultivated the Ghost Poison Scroll to the fifth level, but in that case he should be Foundation Establishment. Could it be that he has hidden his cultivation..." Thinking of this, his Divine Sense suddenly swept towards Huchen Wuding who was still in the cross-legged position, but he was disappointed the next moment, because no matter how he used Divine Sense to scan, the aura on Huchen Wuding's body was clearly only the ninth layer of Qi Condensation.

Hu Chen Wandong looked at the handsome young man in the field, and slowly overlaid his appearance with a petite figure.

"Xiangyun, is this our son? I asked him how his cultivation level is only Qi Condensation ninth level, but he turns out to be on the path of pure cultivation." He whispered in his heart. At this moment, he had figured out the key to victory for Huchen Wuding. Not only the head of the Huchen family, even though many people in Juchen Lineage had already ignored the opening of the Ghostly Poison Scroll. After reading a few words, he had already become accustomed to the current practice method. The scene in front of him suddenly reminded Hu Chen Wan Dong that when he first set out to cultivate immortality, he had also chosen that pure practice method. However, after experiencing the slow progress of his practice, it was a huge blow to him, so he had to resort to the auxiliary practice method commonly used by Lineage.

"Humph!" A cold snort suddenly sounded in the entire square, like a heavy blow on everyone's heart, causing everyone's expressions to change dramatically, and then they became quiet, and looked up to the main stand with lingering fear.

Just when the whole square seemed a bit chaotic, Ancestor Hu Chen frowned and snorted with displeasure, then glanced at Hu Chen Wan Dong, who seemed to be deep in thought, and said in a deep voice.

"Alright, this first test is over. Wu Ding has been ranked first. Tingchun, let the top ten disciples rest for two hours, and then we can start to determine the winner."

His voice was not high, but it resounded throughout the square in an instant, making everyone present feel like a thunder exploded in their ears.

Li Yan kept watching the fight until Hu Chen was determined to win, and then he nodded slightly. It seemed that the bet he placed was correct. He indeed had his own trump card. As for Zhuo Ling,

Feng kept meditating with his eyes closed, not even glancing at the square.

When the ancestor of Huchen gave a deep shout, Zhuo Lingfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. Although he was considered a leader of his generation in his early years, he had never seen Nascent Soul Cultivator. Nascent Soul Cultivator always saw the beginning but not the end.

An ordinary monk may not even have the chance to meet Nascent Soul Cultivator in his lifetime, let alone three Nascent Soul major cultivators who appeared today.

The deep shout of the ancestor of Huchen just now was like a loud bell ringing in Zhuo Lingfeng's heart, which made his originally calm mind unable to hold the Yuanyuan at all.

Although Li Yan had the same feeling, he was different. He vaguely felt that the cultivation level of this ancestor Small Bamboo Peak might not be as good as that of ancestor Nascent Soul from the back mountain of the sect Small Bamboo Peak. Although this was also the first time he saw Nascent Soul Cultivator, he had This feeling, although he was also surprised in his heart, his face only moved slightly before returning to calmness. However, he did not notice that his subtle expression fell into the eyes of Ancestor Huchen.

Li Yan Although Foundation Establishment Early Stage's cultivation was not worth mentioning in front of him, he felt a temperament from Li Yan that could only appear in large sect disciples. This kind of temperament can only be developed from the inside out by being in a certain environment all year round.

He had some doubts about Li Yan before, but now he saw that when he suddenly stopped drinking, the Zhuo Lingfeng fake elixir realm changed color continuously, while the Foundation Establishment Early Stage monk's expression only moved slightly.

"Recently, there has been turmoil in the world of immortal cultivation. I received a letter from the Wangliang Sect Mo Qing some time ago, asking all sects Lineage to pay attention to suspicious people. This guy is a little suspicious. According to Mo Qing said that Wangliang Sect disciples have returned to the sect and are waiting for dispatch. This person must be a disciple of the Wangliang Sect. Could it be that he is a monk from the other three major sects. Then what is the reason for coming to my Wangliang Sect area? How can he deal with this kid Wu Ding? Are they mixed together?" Ancestor Hu Chen couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. With his ability, he could kill Li Yan just by blowing his breath. Even Soul Search could do it easily, but Li Yan If he had evil intentions, he would still come to Huchen Lineage without knowing whether he was alive or dead, knowing that Nascent Soul Cultivator was in charge of Lineage. The ancestor of Huchen didn't think that Li Yan would dare to do this.

Li Yan knew that his fate was imminent, and he had already walked several times in front of the Yama Hall in an instant. However, these things are a long story, but they actually only happened in the blink of an eye, the ancestor of Huchen, Divine Thought.

Just as the ancestor of Huchen finished speaking, Ye Luoyan was about to stand up, but was stopped by the ancestor of the Ye family with a stern look. He knew what his daughter wanted to do. Although the first level was for the first ten people to enter, Ye Luoyan still wanted to say a few words for Huchen Jianghai. This was an opportunity to show her face in front of the ancestor of Huchen. It was a foregone conclusion that she would show up, but she was directly robbed of her light by a boy who had been missing for more than ten years. How could she bear it?

The ancestor of the Ye family will not allow Ye Luoyan to act recklessly. He has not seen the ancestor of the Chi family.

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He looked like he was just watching the excitement, but even the ancestor of the Xie family watched with cold eyes and did not say a word for Huchen Wanli. Since a Nascent Soul Cultivator has spoken, and all this competition is taking place under his eyes, if you have any doubts, it is dissatisfaction with the ancestor of Huchen.

Ye Luoyan suddenly woke up after being glared at by the ancestor of the Ye family. She couldn't help but feel a chill on her back. She was in a hurry just now. She was overwhelmed by the sudden change. Didn't she see that even Xie Xiaoxiao, who had always been arrogant, kept silent? Ye Luoyan was frightened in her heart.

This shows how terrifying a Nascent Soul Cultivator is. One sentence can determine the world, and one sentence can determine life and death.

The people above were like this, and the disciples in the square did not dare to say anything. Huchen Wanli and Huchen Jianghai also had dissatisfaction in their hearts, but they did not dare to say a word for a while.

The mighty old man Huchen Tingchun first bowed respectfully to the ancestor of Huchen, and then looked at the people on the square, "Huchen Wuding, Huchen Jianghai, Huchen Wanli, Huchen Qiukong, Huchen Huiqing, Huchen Gu... The ten of you have entered the next round of the competition, and the remaining disciples have all failed. Two hours later, the finals began., the ten of you will recover as soon as possible!" After he called the names of ten people in one breath, he nodded to the other three elders on the side of the square. The four of them performed magic spells at the same time, and the nearly 100 light masks in the square suddenly turned into dots of starlight and scattered into the air. After just a few breaths, the square returned to its previous appearance.

After hearing the elder's words, the dozens of eliminated disciples in the square knew the result a long time ago, but most of them still showed disappointment in their eyes, and their sighs turned into rainbows that shot directly to the stands on both sides.

In an instant, there were only ten figures left in the large square.

"Haha, you must be very proud of yourself, right?" Huchen Wanli suddenly looked at Huchen Wuding and said with evil eyes.

"Third brother, you are really awesome. You have surpassed me in terms of luck." Huchen Jianghai smiled at Huchen Wuding honestly.

"Hey, you two sing a harmony together, you can't afford to lose." A beautiful voice sounded from the side. It was Hu Chen who was returning the favor. She was looking at Hu Chen Wuding with her beautiful eyes, as if she was seeing him for the first time.

The six people on the other side, including Hu Chen Qiukong, also remained silent and looked at the four of them. This was a matter between the young master and the young lady of the head of the family. Although they each had their own interests, they had no intention of getting involved in the public view. However, their eyes were more focused on Hu Chen Wu Ding. No one thought that Hu Chen Wu Ding would win with such a big lead.

Huchen Wuding's face was pale. He had consumed too much just now. After glancing at everyone who had also not recovered, he directly replied to Huchen and said, "Second sister, let's go back and seize the time to recover. Why are we wasting time here." After that, he no longer glanced at Huchen Wanli and Huchen Jianghai, and took the lead towards the stands.

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