Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 346 Meeting Brother Song

Departure date.

"Have you packed everything?" Lei Siyu's face was full of worry, and her expression was full of tenderness and reluctance. The two of them had lived together for more than ten years, and time had passed quietly. Even a cold stone had been warmed up during these long years.

“I’ve brought everything.” Wang Qiye carefully checked his equipment again, ten light swords, ten defensive magic weapons, and a dozen second-level talismans.

"Be careful about everything." Lei Siyu9 reminded again, with a slight tremor in his voice.

"Yes." Wang Qiye nodded, his eyes firm and resolute. He knew that this journey was full of unknowns and dangers, but he had to face it bravely.

Without looking back, he resolutely said goodbye to the girls and set off. His figure gradually faded away under the sunlight, leaving the girls standing there, looking in the direction he left, their hearts filled with worry and concern.

……

Stone Pavilion.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Song." Wang Qiye, carrying four swords on his back, slowly walked into the pavilion and bowed respectfully. When he raised his eyes, the familiar figure came into view again. It was Song Wujie.

"Wang Qiye is here, please sit down." Song Wujie smiled slightly, still as polite and easy to talk to as before. The aura on him was deep and restrained, like a quiet abyss, making it difficult for people to peek into its bottom. Obviously, he was already able to skillfully control his powerful energy.

Wang Qiye sat down at the only empty seat at the stone table, feeling helpless. It seemed that he was always the last one to arrive, as if fate always made him appear while waiting.

The other people on the stone table all exuded an extremely fierce murderous aura, and their aura was like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, threatening to attack. There was no doubt that these people were obviously the elites of each peak.

Everyone seemed to have heard of Wang Qiye, but Wang Qiye knew nothing about them. This was not surprising, after all, Wang Qiye was somewhat of a celebrity, especially now that talisman performances were popular and had become all the rage in the cultivation world.

Today's talisman performances are truly wonderful and dazzling, with all kinds of magical talisman techniques competing to bloom, making people feel addicted. It has long been reborn and is no longer a one-trick-by-one style in the early days. It has become the mainstream trend in the world of cultivation.

Song Wujie was filled with emotion. This young man had entered the secret realm at the age of twelve, and now he was about to enter the secret realm again at the age of thirty-two. Suddenly, the two of them had known each other for twenty years.

Wang Qiye looked up at everyone and found that none of his fellow disciples seemed willing to pay attention to him. This was understandable. After all, following a person who was destined to be calamity into the secret realm would put a lot of psychological pressure on anyone.

Wang Qiye was happy to have some free time, so he sat there quietly and waited patiently.

As usual, Song Wujie took out a table of sumptuous food and entertained everyone warmly.

After everyone finished their meal, he brought out some fragrant tea. The nine people glanced at Wang Qiye from time to time, with deep fear and a hint of unknown meaning in their eyes.

Looking at the nine people who were already huddled together, Wang Qiye sighed softly in his heart. The sigh was like a light leaf falling quietly. He understood that he seemed to be isolated in this journey full of unknowns and dangers. It seemed that he would become a lonely person in the future, facing the unknown challenges and difficulties alone.

While there was still some time, Song Wujie solemnly reminded everyone again.

The Liubao Secret Realm is a secret realm full of killing.

There are a total of five thousand monks participating in this event. Only when the number of people drops to five hundred, the teleportation array's receiving gate will open.

So when you enter this time, you must be prepared for a protracted war.

In this secret place, there are six dangerous places, each of which hides six thousand-year-old elixirs, waiting for the right person. But you must remember that you must do everything within your ability. If it is too difficult, you should focus on self-protection.

His words were full of concern and worry, and his eyes swept over everyone in turn, hoping that they would take his words to heart.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Song, for your teachings." Everyone said in unison, and then bowed, their faces full of respect and gratitude.

Wang Qiye is no longer interested in the thousand-year-old elixir, but if he comes across it, he doesn't mind taking it.

"Gah-"

A big blue bird arrived on time and landed in the square.

Song Wujie slowly stood up, looked at everyone with a firm gaze, and said in a loud voice: "I wish you all a triumphant return." His words were full of expectations and blessings, like a ray of warm sunshine, sprinkling on everyone's hearts.

"Thank you for your good wishes, Senior Brother Song." Several people responded in unison with solemn expressions.

Their eyes revealed firm determination and fearless courage, as if they were about to step into not a secret place full of dangers, but a battlefield of glory.

Then they turned around resolutely and climbed onto the back of the bluebird.

The bluebird's huge wings flapped slightly, raising a breeze and carrying everyone away towards an unknown distance.

Their figures gradually faded away under the sunlight, leaving Song Wujie standing there, looking in the direction they left, silently praying for their safe return.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the blue bird began to slow down, and Wang Qiye knew that they had arrived.

Everyone appeared on a huge square. When the blue bird flew over it again, Elder Mo waved his hand, and everyone fell to an open space below.

Before the group of people landed, everyone in Feiniao Tower was startled. After seeing a familiar short-haired young man, they quickly lowered their heads and pulled up their hoods to try to hide their faces.

After carefully comparing them in his mind, the head rat grinned. "It's Wang Qiye for sure. The bounty offered by Jie Yishi of Skull Mountain is already as high as 300,000 Spiritual Stones, which is 200,000 Spiritual Stones higher than the bounty of the Ten Outstanding Foundation Establishers. For a mere second-level cultivator to be offered this price, his death is worth it."

The killers nodded slightly, understanding what he meant. Their eyes flashed with greed and coldness, as if Wang Qiye had become their prey, and they were just waiting for the right time to kill him.

Before Wang Qiye landed, he suddenly felt something in his heart and subconsciously looked in a certain direction. He saw a charcoal monk with a big grin, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Wang Qiye also smiled at him, and there seemed to be a special kind of tacit understanding in that smile.

Ye Hanshuang's eyes twisted, and her tone was filled with a hint of doubt and worry: "Why is he here too?"

Although Wang Qiye felt like he was on edge at the moment, he only took a glance and saw several familiar faces. There was undisguised murderous intent in the eyes of these people. The murderous intent was like a cold ray of light, which made people shudder.

But he didn't care at all, and made a gesture of wiping his neck towards the man from Wanjian Mountain. "He really didn't learn his lesson. I guess this old guy must have found a new famous sword, so he dared to provoke me like this."

Shang Xianming of Wanjian Mountain sneered in his heart. "You don't have the "Divine Armor" this time, and the Six Treasures Secret Realm doesn't allow the use of things from the third realm. This time there are several old acquaintances waiting to deal with you!"

Wang Qiye's eyes swept over them one by one.

Duan Qiuchen from Yangxinyuan, Wei Yangjing from Baiyulou, He Rangmei from Yihongyuan, Jing Lianghai from Tianzhu Sect...

I really have a lot of enemies, but at least I won’t be lonely on this trip to this secret place.

"Mo Laojiu, you finally come a little early this time, it's really rare!" As soon as Wang Qiye landed, a loud voice like thunder rang in his ears.

"Thank you, drunkard. You ignored everyone else and just stared at me. Do you want to fight again?" Mo Laojiu frowned and immediately got into a stance, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"I'm not afraid of you. It's just right that we can have a fight and then take them back." Xie Jiuke, with his chest exposed, laughed loudly and looked very heroic. He rushed over like a hurricane carrying a big gourd on his back.

Mo Laojiu didn't waste any words, and directly waved his hand to send out a wind blade. The wind blade was almost solid, and it flew over, emitting a sharp whistling sound, with a cold light, as if it could cut everything apart.

Xie Jiuke didn't care at all, he laughed and threw a punch, the fist was so powerful that it directly shattered the wind blade. The moment the wind blade shattered, the fragments flew everywhere, like a flashing sharp blade.

"Be careful!" Gu Sansi's face tightened, and he quickly cast two bans, trying to stop the aftershock. However, the sound of the aftershock still spread, and the powerful impact made it difficult for the second-level monks to resist. They only felt a sharp pain in their ears, and blood flowed out instantly.

The elders who led the team attacked together, and with a flash of light, they stabilized everyone's injuries.

Wang Qiye also felt dizzy and his ears were hurting, as if countless bees were buzzing in his ears.

This was the first time he saw a fourth-level cultivator take action, and he almost couldn't hold on even with just the aftermath.

He was deeply shocked and felt deeply the powerful strength of the fourth-level cultivators. He also became more aware that he still had a long way to go in this world full of powerful people.

Mo Laojiu and Xie Jiuke saw that a group of young people had been affected, but they did not intend to stop at this time. They looked at each other, their eyes full of stubbornness and fighting spirit, and then jumped into the air.

Instantly, the sky was filled with magical lights and the sounds of fists and feet colliding continued. The powerful fluctuations seemed to make the entire sky tremble. As their figures gradually moved further away, the sounds of the fierce battle gradually disappeared.

The ghost grandmother shook her head helplessly and sighed softly: "Let the secret realm begin." Although her voice was soft, it seemed to have a mysterious power that spread throughout the square.

As soon as he finished speaking, thirty-six portals suddenly appeared on the ground. The portals emitted a mysterious light, as if they led to another mysterious world.

Under the strict supervision of the referee, the monks entered the secret realm in an orderly manner. Their steps were firm, and their eyes were full of expectation and tension.

When it was Wang Qiye's turn, he felt inexplicably nervous. After Dahei was promoted to the third realm, this spiritual creature became even more magical. It was able to merge into one with him and move freely in his body and soul.

However, the upper limit of this secret realm is the second realm. At this time, Dahei sat down and hibernated in his soul.

The referee glanced at it suspiciously, but ultimately saw nothing. "Go in."

Wang Qiye heaved a sigh of relief and quickly stepped into the teleportation array. Although the secret realm of Dahei could not play a big role, it wanted to follow, and Wang Qiye really couldn't stop it.

As the last monk stepped into the portal, the peak showdown between the second-level monks officially began.

In the mysterious secret realm, countless challenges and opportunities await them. Who will stand out in this fierce duel and become the final winner? Everything is full of unknowns.