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Name:Everlasting Sovereign Author:
So the reason why the 27th level hadn't moved at all was because there were too few people.

A great pressure descended, pressing down on everyone's hearts. Even if it was Elder Tian Ye of the Vast Sea Holy Land, when facing this pressure, he could only feel a sense of powerlessness, he was unable to resist, and instantly sealed his True Qi and the Spiritual Sense. It was as if Lin Fan had just entered this place, they were sealed once again.

The zhenqi in his dantian had been suppressed, so he couldn't circulate it. He could only rely on the strength of his physical body.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan couldn't help but let out a smile. His advantage had returned, with purely his physical strength, Lin Fan wasn't afraid. Even if it was an expert of God Leading Stage, Lin Fan had absolute confidence in the Glazed Golden Body Spell.

Most Martial Cultivator did not really pay much attention to physical body training when they were cultivating.

They believed that as long as they cultivated a strong martial skill, their true qi would be rich and their strength would be strong. When they reached a certain realm, their true qi would circulate naturally, forming a layer of Body Protecting Genuine Qi, protecting themselves, and that was enough.

It was precisely because of this concept that he placed emphasis on true qi cultivation and not on the tempering of the body.

Breaking through the six major acupoints of the Glazed Golden Body Spell, compared to before, the strength of Lin Fan's body increased yet again.

The sky was gray, with flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder.

The bodies of the timid Martial Cultivator, were already trembling, and did not know what they were going to face next. This pressure was pressing on their hearts, making them feel rude and unable to resist.

At this moment, he didn't know what else was going to happen.

The grey gas in the sky continued to fall down, landing on the ground. It made them feel uncomfortable, as if someone had grabbed their necks. Their breathing was uncomfortable, and a heavy force pressed down on their hearts.

A portion of the weaker cultivators could no longer withstand the pressure and fell to the ground.

"This... "This is …"

Looking at this grey and hazy air, Lin Fan's eyes were filled with shock. This kind of grey air was not only familiar to him, it was actually extremely familiar. When he was in Hua Xia, the profound energy he had barged into was filled with this kind of grey air, especially at the place where he had obtained the Glazed Golden Body Spell, this grey air was even more dense.

The scene from that day appeared in Lin Fan's mind, just like yesterday.

Even if one was strong to the level of the Supreme Powerhouse, they would still not be able to withstand the corrosion of the grey gas. Every breath they took, they would feel even heavier and pressing on your heart, and once they left this place, the grey gas would slowly disappear and the pressure on your heart would also disappear.

This sort of pressure not only came from his body, but also from his soul.

In short, this grey gas was extremely mysterious and impossible to guard against. Even though your strength was great, he could still invade your body and increase the burden on it.

He patted Xiu Mie's and Qian Yue's shoulders and said, "Don't resist, it's useless."

In a split-second, half of the Martial Cultivator s fell to the ground. The gray air had invaded them, making them lack the strength to even speak, and used the last bit of their power on their breathing. If their strength were a little stronger, it would probably be difficult for them to even breathe.

Lin Fan looked to be very relaxed, the grey qi did not affect him much.

Glancing at the few people at the side, Lin Fan asked: "How are you guys doing, can you bear it?"

Xiu Mie nodded, a look of determination flashed past his eyes. His Shura Clan was strong, and he could still withstand such pressure, causing Qian Yue and Xuan Hao to feel a little uncomfortable.

Xuan Hao, who was at the side, clenched his teeth tightly, or else he would have fallen down.

Although Xuan Hao looked like someone who was extremely afraid of death, he was also a stubborn person. He was not willing to take Lin Fan's burden, especially when he saw that Lin Fan's strength had increased by leaps and bounds while he was still walking in place. He felt really bad in his heart.

No matter how strong the pressure was, he had to endure it. He had to be strong and improve his strength.

He tightly clenched his fists to resist this pressure. He was on the verge of collapsing a few times, but he clenched his teeth and endured. Not long after, there were less than ten thousand people who could still stand.

Even some experts from first-rate sects couldn't withstand this pressure and fell to the ground.

"Heh heh."

"Trash, they are just a bunch of trash with such a poor body. You guys are really too weak. I originally thought that half of the people here would be able to withstand it, but now, only about a fifth of them can withstand it …"

"Perhaps, those people who can survive think themselves great!"

"Wrong, extremely wrong. You've only just met the requirements. The strength of your bodies barely fit your current strengths. Do you know why those people couldn't hold on?"

They all shook their heads, and no one knew the reason. Although their strengths were weak, a majority of them were Spiritual Emptiness Stage Expert s, and even a majority of the Yin-yang Stage s, who were at the side of the Vast Sea Holy Land s, fell to the ground.

"This is because they have reached this realm, yet their bodies' strength has yet to reach it!"

"Let their bodies reach a burdensome state and know why some people can continuously break through their limits while others are just average. It is because of this reason that their bodies are the foundation of everything. Your paths of cultivation have already deviated from the essence!"

"What is the nature of cultivation? It keeps making oneself stronger. This strength refers to the body!"

"The body is the foundation of everything. Only when you have a strong foundation will you become strong. Your cultivation path is wrong. Those who fall on the ground, you will be eliminated!"

As he spoke, the people on the ground disappeared as if they had never been here before.

"Alright, don't worry, I'm just sending them to where they should go. Right now, this is your real test. Welcome to the world of slaughter!"

The grey gas in their bodies formed a mark in their minds.

At the same time, a few things appeared in his mind, relating to the true rules of the twenty-seventh floor. After reading, Lin Fan's entire being froze.

What were the rules? It could also be said that there were no rules.

After the decapitation, they could leave this place and return to their original places.

Completing the Hundred Men Decapitation would allow the user to become a Titled Asura Warrior, obtain the supreme Shura Clan bloodline, and also receive a Shura Clan martial skill, heading to the next level of the Shura Road.

Completing the Thousand Slaughter, you will be able to become a Titled Asura Warlord, obtain the supreme bloodline of the Shura Clan, and also bestow the peak level of the Shura Clan with martial skills. Each of the Shura God weapons will lead to the next level;

The more players they killed, the more rewards they would receive.

Saint Level martial skills, even in the Vast Sea Holy Land, were still very precious. Once this rule was given out, greed and killing intent instantly expanded, as if all of these things belonged to him.

Lin Fan finally understood why she said that this was a world of slaughter.

10 people beheaded, Hundred Men Decapitation s, 1000 people beheaded, where did this man come from, wasn't the surrounding 10 thousand people human beings? The rule of this level was to keep killing the people around you and to keep killing them. He also understood why there was no movement when there were only one or two people here.

Once the rules were set, even the people around him became unreliable.

Who knows when I will suddenly attack you. At that time, I don't even know how I will die. This is a merciless, cold-blooded slaughter world. Anyone must obey this rule.

Lin Fan and the rest looked at each other, and Xuan Hao immediately leaned behind Lin Fan.

Pulling on Lin Fan's sleeve, he said, "Lin Fan, Big Brother's life is in your hands. With how much I trust you, you must not disappoint me and protect me well."

At this moment, Lin Fan was the safest place to be.

He knew very well that Lin Fan's body was strong. Under the situation where his Innate Qi was being suppressed, who could be stronger than Lin Fan?

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the slaughter was officially carried out. A wave of sword shadows, blood splattered, and in the blink of an eye, all of their bodies fell to the ground, bidding the world farewell with a look of unwillingness.

Lin Fan said: "Xiu Mie, don't worry about me, just do your own thing."

He knew that the reason Xiu Mie was protecting him was to protect him, but did he need his protection? In this ice-cold world of slaughter, there was only slaughter left. He had to begin his own slaughter as well.

Lin Fan is not a saint, he doesn't have a merciful heart, he only knows that if you want to kill me, I will kill you.

"Die!" When the voice travelled to Lin Fan's ears, a young man holding a long blade with a sinister look on his face, chopped at Lin Fan. The blade was stained with blood, which was the blood of the man he had just killed.

"Kid, prepare to die!"

That person's chest was pierced through by Lin Fan's fist, and he fell to the ground. A mark flew out of his body, and was swallowed by the mark in Lin Fan's mind.

It turned out that this imprint was used to count the number of people killed, to obtain the imprint, and to execute a single person.

A gust of wind blew, and a person sneaked a sneak attack from Lin Fan's back, his sword stabbing towards Lin Fan's back, right at the center of his heart, he revealed a sinister smile.

As long as one imprint was gathered and ten people were slain, they could leave this place.

He really didn't want to stay in this damned place for one more second. Who knew if he was still alive and his head was still hanging above his head.

As long as he killed the tenth person, he would be able to leave this place.

"Sou!"

The sword stabbed into Lin Fan's body, releasing a sound of metal hitting metal, but the sword did not pierce into Lin Fan's body. Under his astonished eyes, Lin Fan slowly turned around.