Chapter 263: Dividing the Eighty‑One Trials!

Chaos.

One after another terrifying projections shook the chaotic void! Chaotic qi ran rampant, dao principles intertwined! Countless terrifying scenes accompanied and grew with this tree! It was like an earthly dead land! Numerous figures appeared here! The Twelve Ancestral Witches, the disciples led by the Heaven-Penetrating Sect Leader, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, Guang Chengzi…

Two Demon Emperors, Nüwa, and even the Supreme Pure Dao Venerable, the Master of the Mystic Capital—all stood here! Even Jieyin and Zhunti, the Tathagata Buddha, arrived here! These three were temporarily unconcerned about their own safety!

Even, they still hoped for this in their hearts!

These people wanted to obtain rewards, but that also required smooth progress! At this point, if they crippled themselves, this western journey would end straightaway!

He directly begged for mercy and asked for a leave, seeking Ye Yang! Perhaps he could escape the situation of being the public enemy of the world! But unfortunately, others were also very sharp!

If these three from the West feigned death and refused to act, wouldn't the selection have to come from them? Abandoning the good Heaven-Penetrating Path, insisting on becoming the world's public enemy—how foolish must one be to do such a thing! Everyone held the same attitude toward these three from the West!

Ignore, pay no attention—that's it!

Treat the three as nonexistent throughout; even if these three fellows truly went mad, at worst we could retreat to the Wilderness and discuss again! The three were extremely depressed!

However, there was nothing they could do about it! Numerous strong fighters rushed to tightly guard those three! The laws of heaven and earth formed a moat around them, isolating the three from the West in the midst of the strong!

This was a Great Dao Barrier forged by the combined strength of dozens of Mixed Yuan Grand Luo experts!

Even if they vomited blood, those three couldn't break it! Moreover, they couldn't even find any excuse!

One couldn't say they'd run into a southern wall and wound themselves bloody, then heal from serious injury! Ye Yang isn't a foolish person‑machine; daring to fool that one would truly be not wanting to live! Not mentioning this, the three's impotent fury! Outside the Great Dao Barrier, many strong fighters watched each other! 'First, separate those lacking strength!'

Di Jiang spoke bluntly, directly breaking the silence here! As the chief of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Wu Clan now—its momentum is unmatched! Even the Three Pure Ones and Nüwa must respect them!

Who let them have more experts! In wars of equal‑tier forces, the Wu Clan need only dispatch half its people to restrain the other side's top experts!

For several years they couldn't decide a winner!

The remaining half—its operational space is huge!

It can exterminate the Human Dao and destroy its foundation! Or it can wait for an opportunity, strike in the gaps!

Who wouldn't let them have a third?

The gazes of many strong fighters quickly fell upon several lone cultivators——

Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun, Zu Long, Nether River Sect Leader! The first two, though now close, still cannot count as a single faction! Hong Yun, this person, also lacks terrifying killing methods!

Together, the two account for ninety percent of the combat power, which falls on Zhen Yuanzi's shoulders! As for Zu Long and the Nether River Sect Leader…

Although the two have influence, neither is fit to enter the refined hall!

Nowadays, among the Dragon Clan, those who have cultivated to Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal level are few! Mixed Yuan Grand Luo is only Zu Long alone! Thus, the great clan is hardly different from loose cultivators!

The Sea of Blood and Netherworld—its situation is similar!

As for the Ghost Mother and her ilk, give them some time and they might break through! But for now, ignore them!

Zu Long's eyebrows twitched; he sensed the situation was dire! Another day of cursing mothers, whipping corpses of the Primordial Qilin! If the latter were still present, the two would both break through—how could they be bullied to this extent!

Talking more, it's all just tears!

He glanced around, didn't see Yangmei Laozu's figure, and also felt a urge to retreat! Coming here to fight, perhaps it wasn't a wise choice!

But, we've already come this far! If there's no gain, we'll just slink back to the Wilderness!

Then he truly has lost all face and substance!

"We two, need three trials in total!"

Zu Long hesitated, feeling regret, when he heard Zhen Yuanzi's voice: 'Here, the number of Mixed Yuan Grand Luo Golden Immortals totals thirty‑five!'

Zu Long one, Nether River Sect Leader one!

Zhen Yuanzi, Hong Yun, Gigantic Fish‑Bird together make three! Two Human Emperors!

Four from the Primordial Sect, five from the Severing Sect! Human Sect plus Vast Heaven together make three! Two Demon Emperors plus Nüwa Golden Phoenix together make four! Add the Twelve Ancestral Witches, total thirty‑five!

If we count the West and Yangmei Laozu, that makes thirty‑nine! Just one short of breaking the forty barrier! 'Thirty‑five people, evenly split two trials each leaves a surplus!'

"I want two trials, Hong Yun one trial—any objections, everyone?"

These two aren't greedy!

The strong fighters didn't ponder much, simply agreed and divided it out!

They're all the same realm, still qualified to divide the cake! Zhen Yuanzi has already lowered his demands to the minimum, no need to be overly demanding!

Zhen Yuanzi's expectation is no longer about obtaining a small world of his own!

What he seeks is to divide some fortune, to see if he can try to restore the Ginseng Fruit Tree!

"Then I want two…"

Zu Long opened his mouth to speak, but as the words just surfaced, he suddenly felt waves of pressure crashing down!

The chaotic void surged, qi wandering! You alone are still not even comparable to a loose cultivator!

Still want two? That's a fool's dream!

"Shouldering the whole clan with one's own strength—this taste isn't pleasant, is it?"

The Nether River Sect Leader grinned widely.

Seeing Zu Long and the strong fighters' gazes fall upon him, the Nether River Sect Leader spread his hands, acting extremely shameless! Having been oppressed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches for so long, his expectation line had long dropped!

This time, everyone else's goals uniformly pointed toward the small world! He, however, only wanted to divide a bit of Mixed Yuan Grand Luo Golden Immortal fortune, to give a push to his subordinates! As for the Ghost Mother and company, although some of the methods they use—having sons born then eating them—are overly yin‑dark, their accumulation is still very substantial! If they could divide some saintly fortune and give a push, perhaps they could produce two helpers of the same realm!

For this, he's willing to stake a bet! 'My underlings those few fools are unworthy; I only need one trial!'

"Everyone, surely you won't even deny this bit of face, right?"

Divine senses briefly intertwined; soon, everyone reached a unanimous opinion!

Although the Nether River Sect Leader is just one person, he's really not easy to kill!

This person, even at the peak of Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, repeatedly escaped from the hands of Mixed Yuan Grand Luo experts!

Now, after breaking through, his survival ability might have undergone a qualitative change!

Based on this alone, allocating one trial is truly not much!

"Then I too… one trial…"

Zu Long let out a long sigh, also fully grasped the situation! Originally he still wanted to hope for more, but now it seems better to forget it!

Even if more than thirty Primordial Unity Great Luo cultivators present join forces, they may not necessarily be able to detain him!

However, even for a single tribulation, someone eyes him askance with ill intent.

Eighty-one may not be few, but it's really not many!

If we could avoid a tribulation, we might actually have more opportunities!

Those three each have strong life-preserving abilities; the other two together, Zhen Yuanzi is formidable and free of burdens, thus able to take on three tribulations—but your Ancestor Dragon…

Too many worries! (End of chapter)