Ye Wenchan's expression was very calm. In such a noisy situation, it is normal for everyone to have their own hidden agendas, all kinds of alliances and betrayals, and all kinds of conspiracies.
He moved and followed him into the mirror wall.
Ye Wenchan is not particularly curious about skills, Taoism, inheritance, etc., but if he can obtain it and teach it to other disciples in Demon Slayer City, Ye Wenchan is still willing.
What's more, Ye Wenchan had just received the blessing of the water elf. He found that there was something in this place that could enhance his strength, so he naturally became more interested in competing for resources.
Again, no one doesn’t want better resources.
Just because of these resources is not enough to tempt him.
In the mirror wall, someone either died inside or was forced out of the mirror wall.
Among those five people, there are two who are in the second level of the Divine Realm, one who is in the first level of the Divine Realm, and two who are in the Great Perfection Realm of Chasing the Sun.
This combination almost swept through everyone. Except for An Lingyun, a nimble little fat man who quickly disappeared into the mirror wall and disappeared without a trace, only a few people escaped the joint efforts of these five people to resist the enemy.
Behind Ye Wenchan, a man took action, piercing the void and stabbing his head.
Ye Wenchan had a calm expression and slapped the attacker on the head. The attacker's head cracked and he died on the spot.
In this kind of environment, Ye Wenchan is not a good person, so naturally he will not hold back.
"Huh? This person is very strong, retreat!"
Among the other four people, a man in gray clothes looked at Ye Wenchan in surprise. He probably didn't expect that someone could kill them instantly.
However, they did not have the slightest impulse to move forward. After weighing the situation, they immediately called to the other three people and quickly retreated.
Without hesitation, the four of them turned around and rushed towards the depths of the mirror wall.
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the four people to leave, many geniuses from behind swarmed in and crowded forward together.
Ye Wenchan did not chase them, but felt the mirror world.
Different from ordinary caves, walking in this mirror wall world is like walking through a membrane. Every movement you make seems to push a soft membrane forward, with a faint layer of resistance.
This kind of resistance will suppress a certain level of cultivation, because you have to expend a certain amount of energy in order to move forward.
Even Ye Wenchan was no exception. He silently felt the suppressive power of about ten percent.
Ye Wenchan took a step forward, following the footsteps of the people in front of him.
Inside the mirror wall, the membrane in front of you formed a series of vortices, squeezing, compressing, shrinking, and sucking in. As people entered, many different forms appeared.
From time to time, a crack would pass through, and someone would accidentally fall into it.
Ahead, a simple small tower full of ancient atmosphere gradually appeared.
This small tower is big, but not big.
Not too small to say small.
As tall as a person, the top and bottom of the tower are both the same width, with eight layers stacked one on top of the other.
In front of the small tower, a shadow stands proudly.
Many geniuses who rushed to the small tower were stopped by this phantom.
But more geniuses rushed towards the phantom without hesitation. Even if they were seriously injured or even killed by the phantom, they were not afraid.
Ye Wenchan looked around and found that there was more than one phantom around the tower, and there were four phantoms, each occupying one side, and there were many people attacking on each side.
Ye Wenchan saw four of the five people who had just joined forces who had survived, as well as the little fat man An Lingyun, and dozens of other geniuses who rushed in from behind.
Among them was his old acquaintance, Princess Hanyan from Poetic City!
At this moment, the little princess of Poetic City was staring at a shadow with cold eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Unlike others, Ye Wenchan found that An Lingyun did not pay special attention to any shadow, but walked around and kept observing.
Moreover, the color of An Lingyun's gray robe seems to have become darker, blending naturally with the surrounding environment.
If you don't look carefully, you really can't identify him.
This kid must know something inside.
Ye Wenchan quietly came behind An Lingyun and patted An Lingyun on the shoulder.
An Lingyun shuddered violently and turned his head with a ferocious expression. After seeing Ye Wenchan clearly, he immediately covered up his ferocious expression and revealed a sly smile: "It's you, brother!"
"Tell me about it."
Ye Wenchan pointed to the quaint little tower.
"You don't know?"
An Lingyun gave Ye Wenchan a strange look, and without any more nonsense, he quickly introduced: "This is called the martial arts tower. It is said that there are ancient martial arts inheritance in it. If you want to get the inheritance, you have to merge with those phantoms or defeat them.
Only phantoms are qualified to enter the tower and understand the martial arts!"
"You want it too?"
Ye Wenchan asked An Lingyun with a calm expression.
"Of course I do, I don't know if it's suitable for martial arts passed down from ancient times, but it's always good to have more skills, right?"
The fat little An Ling Yun Thief said with a smile.
"Then why don't you come?"
Ye Wenchan pointed at the phantoms.
"Hey, let them consume it first."
An Lingyun looked very experienced.
After spending some time, Ye Wenchan was stunned for a moment. When he looked carefully, he saw a very tall young man who had just arrived, rushing over. He wanted to merge with the shadow and understand this ancient martial arts.
But as soon as he rushed in front of the phantom, he was strangled to pieces by a circle of energy erupted by the phantom.
This scene made many people's expressions change drastically and they immediately retreated.
In Ye Wenchan's view, the strength of those phantoms is not too strong, that is, they are at the high level of the Sun-Chasing Realm.
But in Ye Wenchan's eyes, the martial arts used by this phantom appeared to be an energy circle. In fact, it was a kind of simple martial arts that remained unchanged in response to all changes. It was actually the same as his Sumeru Palm.
There are some similarities.
The more powerful the martial arts used by this phantom, the more powerful men it killed, and the remaining people became more and more excited.
This means that once you can integrate into it, even if you only learn one and a half moves, it is still a powerful martial skill.
Behind Ye Wenchan, more and more people appeared, excitedly looking at the shadows in front of them, hoping that they could inherit martial arts.
But those four shadows were just lying in front of the small tower. Each one was a circular shadow, as if there was someone in it, but also as if there was no one there.
One after another, some people tried to rush through the vortex and merge with the phantom, but they all failed. Among them, the four men in gray who joined forces to block others from entering were also exploded into blood mist by the phantom.
At this moment, the energy that the phantom is constantly releasing is like a killing machine, constantly killing strong people who want to break through or merge with them.
Another genius was torn apart by a shadow. Everyone could only look at it but couldn't touch it. The anxiety in their hearts was indescribable.