Chapter 197: Secret Realm Promotion

On this day, at the peak of Wanluo Great Shanfeng, in front of the crisscrossing ancient grooves in the center, nearly a hundred young and middle-aged cultivators gathered.

Most of the cultivators came from various forces of Wanluo Xianshan, and most were at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement or Qi Refinement perfection realm, with only a few below the ninth layer of Qi Refinement.

"Why did he come?" Mo Ru Jun's expression changed slightly when she saw Xia Daoming and a tall, sturdy woman appear at the peak.

"Rujun, what's wrong?" A woman at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement, around thirty years old, asked.

"Who is that woman?" Mo Ru Jun asked instead of answering, pointing her finger at Lu Ziying.

The woman raised her eyes to look at Lu Ziying, a look of contemplation appearing on her face.

"With such a tall and sturdy figure, that woman should be Lu Ziying, the latest rising cultivator of the Lu Clan of Jin Guifeng in the north." Before the woman could answer, a man of the same age, around thirty, but already at the Qi Refinement perfection realm, beside her, curled his lips with a look of mockery.

"The Lu Clan of Jin Guifeng? How come I haven't heard of it? Could it be a Qi Refinement clan?" Mo Ru Jun said with a look of contempt.

She had been cultivating in the Profound Heaven Sect for many years and only paid attention to some Foundation Establishment forces of Wanluo Xianshan, rarely hearing about or paying attention to Qi Refinement forces.

"More than three years ago, it was still a Qi Refinement clan, but later the Clan Leader Lu Jinglong broke through to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so it joined the ranks of Foundation Establishment forces," the man explained.

But the secret realm was about to open, and they had to maintain their peak state.

The setting sun shone on the mountaintop.

He couldn't understand why Mo Zhanglao, such a reasonable old person, had Mo Clan disciples who were not only short-sighted but also had their eyes growing on their foreheads.

"It's just that Foundation Establishment cultivators are not easily born, are they? With the Lu Clan's foundation, having one Foundation Establishment cultivator emerge was already a stroke of great luck; wanting another one to emerge is difficult!" the man said, shaking his head repeatedly.

Seeing Xia Daoming reach out to stop Lu Ziying, Mo Shouxiang thought he was cowardly, and a look of pride and disdain appeared on his face.

Watching Mo Shouxiang and the others leave, Xia Daoming shook his head secretly.

"Exactly," Mo Ru Jun nodded.

The man's name was Mo Shouxiang, the direct grandson of Mo Clan Leader Mo Bowen. He had outstanding cultivation talent, reaching the Qi Refinement perfection realm at only twenty-eight years old, and was the disciple with the most hope of Foundation Establishment among the Mo Clan's younger generation.

"Good, good, after we get out of the secret realm, I must make you look good!" Mo Shouxiang threw down a sentence in a fit of pique, but ultimately still took Mo Ru Jun and the others and left sheepishly.

A few days ago, he heard Mo Ru Jun mention the matter of Xia Daoming, and he felt very unhappy, wanting to find him and reprimand him in person, but unfortunately, Xia Daoming had already left, so he could only give up.

Seeing this, Xia Daoming was not angry, just looked at Mo Shouxiang calmly and said indifferently, "Who are you? Do I know you?"

"Why, if you don't want to know me, you're going to get angry and fight me? That's fine, just go ahead and make your move!" Xia Daoming looked at Mo Shouxiang and said indifferently.

"So it's a newly risen Foundation Establishment force, no wonder I haven't heard much about it. By the way, how is their strength?" Mo Ru Jun asked.

Mo Shouxiang was stunned again.

Xia Daoming was a Martial Arts Great Grandmaster; unless the four of them attacked together, they couldn't win steadily.

In addition, two other Mo Clan disciples saw this, looked at each other, and followed.

"I am Mo Shouxiang, the direct grandson of the Mo Clan!" Mo Shouxiang was slightly stunned, then said with a look of arrogance.

"There are many Qi Refinement clans in Wanluo Xianshan, and every few years, some clans join the ranks of Foundation Establishment forces, but many are just a flash in the pan, and the Lu Clan will be no exception," the woman took over the conversation.

Mo Ru Jun was the same.

"Since we aren't familiar, don't come and try to get close to me! Except for Mo Zhanglao, I don't want to know anyone else from your Mo Clan," Xia Daoming's expression suddenly sank.

This person had extraordinary talent, and his cultivation was a leader among the younger generation of Wanluo Xianshan, always holding himself in high regard, with a proud personality.

"Hmph, the path of martial arts has already reached its end, and in the path of Qi Refinement, at his age, he has only reached the seventh layer of Qi Refinement, which basically counts as the end. The Mo Clan gave him a chance, that was looking up to him. Where did he get the confidence and courage to dare to put on airs in front of our Mo Clan?" The man saw Mo Ru Jun nod, and his expression turned completely cold.

Mo Shouxiang was so angry his face turned livid.

"Having only risen for more than three years, Lu Jinglong is already over a hundred years old; early-stage Foundation Establishment should be his limit, and his strength is at the bottom among the Foundation Establishment forces in the north."

"Seventh Brother is right. You don't know, the arrogant look of this person that day, if it weren't for considering that he is also a disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect, I guess Grandfather would have suppressed him at that time," Mo Ru Jun said.

The other one was a man, thirty-eight years old, also at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement.

Seeing this, Mo Ru Jun showed a look of schadenfreude and hurriedly followed.

"So that's how it is, no wonder the Lu Clan would invite him to help. With the Lu Clan's foundation, they must really be unable to find suitable disciples," Mo Ru Jun said with a look of realization.

It is rumored that in the last year, the Spirit Blade Sect and the Xie Clan have suppressed the Lu Clan in many ways, not allowing the Lu Clan to rise. With the Lu Clan's situation, if no new Foundation Establishment cultivator is born, it is estimated that in a few years, they will be beaten back to their original form.

"So what? Are we very familiar?" Xia Daoming glanced at him and asked.

"Isn't he just an outer sect disciple? My Great-Aunt is an elder of the outer sect Spirit Field Hall!" Mo Shouxiang smiled coldly and stepped toward Xia Daoming and Lu Ziying.

"Of course not familiar, how could you be familiar with my Seventh Brother!" Mo Ru Jun took over the conversation.

Lu Ziying saw Mo Shouxiang suddenly run over to provoke and ridicule her Uncle-Master, and her face changed on the spot, preparing to step forward to reprimand and argue, but was stopped by Xia Daoming's hand.

"You are presumptuous!" Mo Shouxiang suddenly woke up, showing a look of anger, his true qi and magic power surging within his body.

"You must be Xia Daoming, right? I thought you had a lot of backbone, which is why you refused to do things for our Mo Clan, but it turns out you ran eagerly to run errands for the Lu Clan. I wonder what percentage of the opportunity the Lu Clan gave you?" Mo Shouxiang walked to Xia Daoming, with a look of mockery.

"Could it be that the man beside Lu Ziying is the one who rejected our Mo Clan's proposal for a 20% share of the opportunity?" The man's expression changed slightly, looking at Xia Daoming with coldness.

The sun gradually set in the west.

"If you don't dare to make a move, then get lost!" Xia Daoming saw this and his expression sank again, shouting.

However, neither of them dared to make a move.

Those two Mo Clan disciples, one was the woman Mo Ru Jun had just asked, thirty-three years old, ninth layer of Qi Refinement.

The huge groove array pattern actually rippled.

A huge gate shining with rosy light appeared above the groove array pattern.

The crowd was stirred, and they took out their tokens one after another.

The mountain carved on the token seemed to become real at this moment, the clouds and mist surrounding the peak flowed slowly, and a verdant color was reflected from the clouds and mist.

"The Wanluo Secret Realm has opened!"

"The secret realm has opened!"

Seeing the token react, everyone showed a look of excitement.

Soon, people took their tokens and flew toward the huge gate shining with rosy light.

People disappeared into the huge gate one after another.

"Let's go too!"

Seeing this, Xia Daoming and Lu Ziying also followed and flew toward the huge gate.

After a burst of distorted light and a dizzying sensation, Xia Daoming and Lu Ziying found themselves standing on a vast flat land.

This flat land was surprisingly also the top of a high mountain, making people think of Wanluo Great Shanfeng.

It's just that there were no other peaks around, and looking at it, it was yellow and hazy, unable to see anything, not even a cloud.

The surroundings were quiet and empty, making people panic, not even a breeze.

Nearly a hundred people emerged from the void one after another, air-dropping onto the top of this vast high mountain.

"Spirit stones! There is a pile of spirit stones there!"

"There is also one there!"

Suddenly a voice broke the silence.

I saw that on the open flat land, not far from where people landed, there were clusters of bright light flashing; they were actually piles of spirit stones.

Some were piles of five or six, and some were piles of more than ten, scattered in different places.

The quantity was not large, but scattered on the ground like this, it seemed like one could pick them up by bending over, and it instantly made the Qi Refinement cultivators in the secret realm red-eyed.

Soon, the sound of hunting clothes sounded.

Dozens of figures flew toward the spirit stones almost without distinction of first or last.

Several people looked at one pile of spirit stones at the same time, and some looked at one pile alone.

Lu Ziying also wanted to run forward.

Spirit stones picked up for free, of course, must be picked up.

However, Xia Daoming pulled her back.

"It's just a few spirit stones, what's there to grab? Let's see the situation first."

Nearly half of the people had the same idea as Xia Daoming, including the four Mo Clan members.

When everyone flew close to the spirit stone piles, the ground around the spirit stone piles suddenly rippled like water, and spiders the size of basins crawled out from below.

These spiders ran like lightning with eight claws, sharp as knives, and could also spray green light, with strength comparable to seventh-layer Qi Refinement cultivators.

Not only that, the more people rushed up to grab the spirit stones, the more spiders emerged from the side of the spirit stone piles.

"The more people, the more spiders. Clearly, the path of using strength in numbers to grab opportunities doesn't work; one must rely on true strength." Xia Daoming looked at the distance, where cultivators and spiders were fighting, rubbing his chin, lost in thought.

"It seems Mo Zhanglao's guess is very reasonable; this Wanluo Secret Realm is very likely a trial ground left by some great sect in ancient times. Only with strong strength can one seize opportunities. At the starting stage, it should be the seventh layer of Qi Refinement."

Thinking in his heart, Xia Daoming looked past the area where cultivators and spiders were fighting, toward a further flat land.

"That, that is Flame Heart Stone!"

Those who stopped and didn't make a move seemed to have similar thoughts to Xia Daoming, and they also looked toward further places.

Their eyes were sharp, and they soon discovered things more valuable than spirit stones.

This time, they could no longer suppress their inner desires and flew up one after another.

The Wanluo Secret Realm only opens once every sixty years, and each time it is limited to two hours.

Once the time is up, they will be teleported back to the top of Wanluo Great Shanfeng.

Therefore, opportunities are fleeting and cannot be delayed.

Seeing this, Lu Ziying didn't rush forward this time, but turned her head to look at Xia Daoming, her eyes full of expectation.

However, Xia Daoming remained unmoved; he wanted to further confirm his speculation before making a decision.

"Don't rush, let's look again," Xia Daoming said, his eyes looking further away.

Guardians also emerged around every opportunity there.

This time, not only spiders emerged, but also giant fire ants, centipedes, scorpions, and other monster beasts, each with different strength.

Among them, the giant scorpion was the most powerful, comparable to Qi Refinement perfection.

The opportunity guarded by the giant scorpion was also the largest.

Mo Shouxiang set his sights on a piece of Wind-Walking Stone.

The Wind-Walking Stone can endow magic treasures with the attribute of wind, speeding them up; a piece of Wind-Walking Stone the size of a fist can sell for at least one hundred spirit stones.

The piece of Wind-Walking Stone that Mo Shouxiang discovered was about the size of a fist.

It's just a pity that there were three giant scorpions guarding the Wind-Walking Stone; with Mo Shouxiang's strength, he couldn't break their defense at all to seize the Wind-Walking Stone, making Mo Shouxiang so angry his face turned livid.

But in the end, he could only retreat sheepishly and seize the time to find other opportunities that were easier to seize.

Many others also discovered the Wind-Walking Stone, but seeing those three giant scorpions, they also helplessly gave up.

There was a Qi Refinement perfection cultivator who was unwilling and found another Qi Refinement perfection cultivator to cooperate, but the ground rippled like water, and three more giant scorpions emerged, making them so angry they had to helplessly give up.

"This trial ground seems to be aimed only at Qi Refinement realm cultivators; no wonder it's so stingy, just scattering some objects worth a few, dozens, or at most one or two hundred spirit stones!

However, the sect that built this trial ground is truly formidable, actually being able to use the power of the secret realm array to change into so many monster beasts, and also being able to make intelligent changes according to the situation.

It's a pity I didn't bring Lian'er here, otherwise she might have been able to comprehend something from it," Xia Daoming thought in his heart, deciding to start taking action.

With his strength, as long as he found the objects in this place, it was basically no different from picking them up.

Even a mosquito is meat, no matter how small.

Two hours, if searched well, could also gather a plate.

"Let's go, keep your eyes bright; finding it means earning it!" Xia Daoming said.

"Yes, Uncle-Master!" Lu Ziying was full of excitement.

After saying that, Lu Ziying looked around.

I saw that nearly a hundred people had entered, and now most of them had become small black dots, and some had already disappeared.

The secret realm is very large.

Opportunities are scattered everywhere.

The time left for everyone is only two hours.

Time is limited, so these people basically adopted the strategy of giving up once they encountered powerful guardian monster beasts, looking for opportunities that were easier to obtain.

"The trial ground has now become a looting ground, forgetting the original intention!" Xia Daoming saw that in the blink of an eye, the people who came in together left some relatively valuable opportunities and ran to further places to find opportunities, complaining while walking toward that piece of Wind-Walking Stone.

Three giant scorpions emerged.

"Uncle-Master, be careful!" Lu Ziying had just seen the power of the three giant scorpions and subconsciously blurted out.

As a result, before her voice fell, she saw the Wind-Chasing Boots under Xia Daoming's feet glow, and then a residual image was left on the spot, while he had already rushed in front of the three giant scorpions.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three punches were thrown out like lightning.

The three giant scorpions exploded on the spot, stirring up gusts of wind, and then disappeared into streams of light.

Lu Ziying's eyes were dull, and cold air rose from her back.

She knew Xia Daoming was formidable, but she never dreamed that he was already so formidable that killing Qi Refinement perfection was like chopping vegetables!

"Not bad, quite satisfying!"

Since Xia Daoming cultivated to the Great Grandmaster perfection realm, this was the first time he had erupted with martial arts power, and it was an unreserved eruption, quite pleasurable.

While speaking, Xia Daoming had already picked up the Wind-Walking Stone.

Seeing Xia Daoming pick up the Wind-Walking Stone, Lu Ziying suddenly had a jolt, her eyes shining, as if she had already seen spirit stones piled up like a mountain, shining brightly.

At this moment, she truly understood what it meant to find it and earn it!

In the blink of an eye, she had gained more than a hundred spirit stones; Lu Ziying couldn't imagine it at all.

"We will walk side by side; you are responsible for searching the left side, and I am responsible for... eh..." Xia Daoming ordered Lu Ziying while putting the Wind-Walking Stone into his storage ring, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something in his heart and hurriedly took out the Wanluo Token.

On the token, the clouds and mist that originally surrounded the peak had actually dissipated quite a bit, and the peak looked much clearer.

"Give me your token to take a look." Xia Daoming's heart moved, and he said to Lu Ziying.

Although Lu Ziying was puzzled in her heart, she immediately took it out and offered it with both hands.

Xia Daoming took the token and found that Lu Ziying's token was still the same as when they entered.

"Strange, why did my token change? Could it be related to me killing those three giant scorpions?" Xia Daoming showed a look of contemplation.

"Uncle-Master, look, there is a bright light over there." Just at this time, Lu Ziying pointed to the front left, full of surprise.

Xia Daoming raised his head and looked in the direction Lu Ziying pointed, and sure enough, he saw a very faint light.

Beside that light, several figures were leaving quickly.

Xia Daoming's heart moved, he grabbed Lu Ziying's hand, and his person was already flying toward that light like a ghost.

"Purple Ice Crystal!" Xia Daoming's eyes brightened slightly; this is a mineral that can be used to refine high-tier water-attribute magic treasures, and the price is not cheap.

The small pile of broken Purple Ice Crystals they discovered was worth at least one hundred and fifty spirit stones.

However, there were ten iron-backed centipedes, each a zhang long, surrounding and guarding it.

Xia Daoming looked at the place where the several figures had just disappeared, showing a look of realization.

This time, Xia Daoming took out the Black Tiger Saber personally crafted by the Pavilion Master of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

The saber was three feet long and half a foot wide, with a thick back and a sharp edge.

The saber was drawn.

The saber light cut through the void, like a shocking black lightning.

"Chi!"

A slight sound of a saber cutting paper sounded.

The iron-backed centipedes, comparable to the ninth layer of Qi Refinement, didn't even have a chance to resist before being cut into two segments neatly.

Streams of shocking black lightning cut through the void.

The ten iron-backed centipedes were soon cut into two segments, then turned into streams of light and disappeared.

This time, Lu Ziying had already begun to adapt, and without waiting for Xia Daoming to speak, she had already stepped forward to help pick up the Purple Ice Crystals.

And Xia Daoming didn't look at the Purple Ice Crystals on the ground at all this time, but took out the token at the first opportunity.

The clouds and mist surrounding the peak had faded a bit more.

"It faded a bit more; it seems it really is related to me killing the guardian monster beasts changed by the secret realm array. But what does this represent?" Xia Daoming rubbed his chin and pondered.

"Uncle-Master, Purple Ice Crystals!" Lu Ziying offered the Purple Ice Crystals with both hands.

Xia Daoming looked at the Purple Ice Crystals offered by Lu Ziying, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his heart.

"This secret realm is a place to find opportunities for Lu Ziying and the others, but for those ancient cultivators, it is a trial ground, and the Purple Ice Crystals are just some incidental material rewards.

Since it is a trial, there must be a standard for judging results, and there must be a promotion given for reaching a certain result! This is a trial ground for the Qi Refinement level; if promoted, will it be like clearing a game and entering the next trial ground?"

Thinking of this, Xia Daoming's heartbeat accelerated somewhat.

What will be in the trial ground after promotion?

"Ziying, if I suddenly disappear later, don't panic, just continue to look for opportunities, but pay attention to safety." After having this conjecture, Xia Daoming signaled Lu Ziying to put away the Purple Ice Crystals while warning her in advance.

"Uncle-Master suddenly disappears?" Lu Ziying was full of confusion and incomprehension.

"Not necessarily, but it's possible; anyway, you just need to know in your heart in advance," Xia Daoming said.

"Yes, Uncle-Master." Although Lu Ziying was still confused in her heart, she nodded.

In the blink of an eye, the time of one incense stick passed.

In this time of one incense stick, Xia Daoming and Lu Ziying had harvested objects worth at least two thousand spirit stones.

Lu Ziying was very excited.

Spirit stones came too fast and too easily, simply no different from picking them up.

Just when Lu Ziying was excited because she had harvested another piece of Wind-Walking Stone, she turned her head and found that Xia Daoming was gone.

Lu Ziying's face turned pale instantly, but fortunately, she remembered Xia Daoming's instructions, and her panicked state of mind gradually calmed down, and then she began her secret realm exploration alone.

On the other side.

Xia Daoming suddenly found that the space around him had a slight distortion ripple, and by the time he realized it, Lu Ziying was no longer by his side, and the scenery before his eyes had completely changed.

He should be on top of a sky-high stone pillar.

The stone pillar was surrounded by an abyss, with clouds and mist rolling, unable to see any scenery clearly.

Before his eyes stood a simple and ancient giant tower that was pitch black all over.

There were steps leading to the gate of the giant tower.

In front of the gate guarded a giant wolf monster beast three to five zhang long.

"This should be the new trial ground; I don't know how powerful this giant wolf is?" Xia Daoming thought to himself, not daring to be careless.

He covered himself with the Transforming Force Dragon Scale Armor and took out the Green Light Bead obtained from the withered old man in Black Mingshan.

Magic power urged, and a green light enveloped his whole body.

Everything was ready for defense, and Xia Daoming gripped his saber and slashed at the giant wolf from twenty zhang away.

Powerful strength broke through the air along the edge of the saber, turning into a white tiger and pouncing up.

The giant wolf opened its mouth.

Streams of wind blades whistled out, killing the white tiger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The white tiger raised its claws and slapped the wind blades.

The wind blades were slapped away.

Seeing this, Xia Daoming was in a great mood.

The power of the wind blades unleashed by this wolf was only comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator.

Xia Daoming stepped forward confidently.

He swung his saber and slashed fiercely.

The power of the white tiger increased sharply.

In the blink of an eye, the white tiger turned into strength had already killed to the front of the gate, shattered the giant wolf's head with one claw, and the giant wolf turned into points of light and dissipated, disappearing.

"Creak!"

The tower gate opened wide.

Xia Daoming walked up the steps and stepped into the tower gate.

In the middle of the bottom floor of the giant tower, a stone platform was placed.

Three things were placed on the stone platform.

Among them, two were the size of a fist, shaped very much like the gate-guarding giant wolf just now, pitch black all over, and made of unknown materials.

The other was an ancient scroll.

Xia Daoming first picked up the ancient scroll and scanned it for a few glances, then showed a look of surprise.

It turned out that the two wolf-shaped objects the size of a fist were puppet mechanism beasts, with strength comparable to Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivators.

This ancient scroll was the method of using these puppet mechanism wolves.

"Good things, being able to kill to this level, even if placed in this great sect in ancient times, should be considered a leader among Qi Refinement cultivators.

The sect put these two mechanism wolves at this level; it seems they were specially arranged protectors for the leader disciples, so that they wouldn't die halfway, and at the same time, they could help them seize more opportunities, which can be said to be painstaking! I don't know what the next level is?"

Xia Daoming thought in his heart and raised his eyes to look at the steps leading to the second floor.

There crouched a black tiger four or five zhang high, emitting an aura much stronger than the giant wolf monster.

Xia Daoming put the puppet mechanism beasts and the ancient scroll into his storage ring and walked slowly toward the black tiger, stopping at twelve zhang.

He drew his saber and killed toward the black tiger.

The black tiger roared, and a saber killed out from its mouth.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The two sabers fought in the air, erupting with close clashing sounds.

"Fortunately, it's equivalent to the Foundation Establishment mid-stage level!" A smile appeared on the corner of Xia Daoming's mouth.

He stepped forward.

The saber light of the Black Tiger Saber soared.

The tiger monster roared repeatedly, saber light filling the sky, but it couldn't block the saber light of the Black Tiger Saber.

The saber light broke through the saber curtain and killed directly toward the white tiger.

The tiger monster raised its claws to slap and block, but it was of no avail.

Foundation Establishment mid-stage and Xia Daoming were too far apart.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger monster was killed and disappeared.

Xia Daoming walked up the steps and stepped into the second floor.

A stone platform was also placed in the center of the wide second floor.

A box was placed on the stone platform.

Inside the box were six talismans made of unknown materials.

The runes on the talismans were very ancient and complex, faintly emitting a trace of mysterious spatial aura, and the light falling on them was distorted.

"I don't know what kind of talismans these are, but they must be very advanced. Perhaps Lian'er knows; if Lian'er doesn't know, Sister Rui is knowledgeable, perhaps she should recognize them," Xia Daoming thought in his heart, put the box into his storage ring, and then raised his eyes to look at the stairwell.

The stairwell had been submerged by a pool of pitch-black water at some point.

The nether water surged, and a huge flood dragon head emerged, the flood dragon head covered with black scales, and a fork grew on the horn.

A trace of cold and powerful aura emanated from the flood dragon.

Nether You Shui Jiao!

Xia Daoming couldn't help but look surprised.

He didn't expect to encounter a powerful monster beast he recognized here.

However, after the surprise, Xia Daoming's heart settled.

A Nether You Shui Jiao with a fork on its horn is equivalent to Foundation Establishment late-stage.

For him, who was already at Great Grandmaster perfection, it was still slightly weaker.

"Foundation Establishment early-stage, Foundation Establishment mid-stage, Foundation Establishment late-stage, it seems that after killing this Nether You Shui Jiao, it should be Foundation Establishment perfection. I just don't know if there will be False Jin Dan and Jin Dan after Foundation Establishment perfection?

However, with my current strength, I might be able to fight a False Jin Dan and test my true strength, but Jin Dan is definitely not something to think about." Looking at the Nether You Shui Jiao not far away, Xia Daoming's thoughts turned.

Soon, Xia Daoming suppressed his distracting thoughts, gripped the Black Tiger Saber, and killed toward the Nether You Shui Jiao.

The Nether You Shui Jiao stirred up the nether water, and in an instant, the nether water turned into sky-filling black ice arrows shooting out like rain, covering the space of two or three mu beyond twelve zhang.

Cold air rolled, ice arrows blocked the sky and sun, and the power was huge; even a Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator, facing this kind of large-scale attack, would have to be in a flurry, avoiding its edge first.

However, Xia Daoming didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding it.

For him, this was a rare opportunity for actual combat.

He gripped his saber and killed directly into the sky-filling ice arrows, the saber light rolling up, like streams of black cold light densely surrounding him, forming a huge light ball.

"Ding ding dang dang!"

The sky-filling ice arrows shattered one after another as soon as they touched the saber light ball, falling to the ground.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 198 =====