At this time, Murong Chun was already halfway up the mountain and had walked nearly two-thirds of the distance.
However, he seemed to be quite strenuous. Not only did his steps become very heavy and slow, but his entire body was soaked with sweat.
As an immortal monk, his body is soaked with sweat, which shows the pressure he is under.
Nangong Heng was no better than Murong Chunlai.
At this moment, he was only a dozen steps away from Murong Chun.
But just these dozen steps made it impossible for him to surpass Murong Chun.
His speed was even slower than Murong Chun.
In fact, if it weren't for Murong Chun in front of him, who kept stimulating his potential, he might have been unable to hold on any longer.
As for Yin Jiuyi, it is even more unbearable.
The evil aura of black mist around him had been almost completely burned away, revealing his pale and twisted face.
At this time, he had stopped and could not take another step forward.
"How is this possible? I, Yin Jiuyi, as a proud figure of the Dark Alliance, how can I be inferior to the people of the Xuantian Clan and the Nangong Family? It's really abominable."
He murmured to himself, his eyes full of gloom.
However, he himself also knew that the environment here was too restraining for him.
His strength simply cannot reach 70%.
On the contrary, the beautiful woman photographed in fourth place is still walking forward leisurely.
Her speed didn't speed up or slow down, she seemed very calm.
As for her expression, since it was hidden under the veil, no one could see it at all.
Wang Fan fell last. His face was also slightly pale and his whole body was covered with beads of sweat.
Not only that, his speed was also extremely slow, but he was still gritting his teeth to hold on, as if he might be crushed at any time.
The geniuses who had withdrawn below looked at the five people who were still working hard, and they all sighed in shock.
"Murong Chun is indeed the top genius of Xuantian Clan. In my opinion, he has the best chance of getting that ancient sword."
"Yes, he is worthy of being the top evildoer of Xuantian Clan and a powerful monk on the fifth level of Immortal Lord. He is really extraordinary."
"Nangong Heng from the Nangong family is also not simple, but it's a pity that he is still a little worse than Murong Chun."
"I don't know what the person from the Dark Alliance thinks, but he also wants to get the ancient sword? Doesn't he know that the environment here is very restrained for him?"
"Who is that woman? She is the most calm among all the people. Also, why didn't I see her when I was in the city lord's mansion before?"
"I don't know, he is probably an extraordinary person."
"Speaking of which, that Wang Fan is not simple either. He is only at the ninth level of Immortal King cultivation, but his performance actually surpassed us."
"Humph, so what if he has surpassed us, isn't he unable to compete with Murong Chun and others? If his cultivation reached the level of Immortal Lord, he might still be able to compete with Murong Chun, but now..."
Those talented people were talking a lot, and they were all shocked in their hearts.
However, when they talked about Wang Fanzhi, most of them showed disdain and seemed very unconvinced.
You know, these geniuses, the ones with the lowest cultivation level have already reached the level of Immortal Lord.
And Wang Fan, a mere Immortal King monk, actually surpassed them in performance. How could this make them feel comfortable?
boom!
Just as everyone was discussing, suddenly, there was another loud noise.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw a figure flying down from the volcano in a hurry, and soon landed at the foot of the volcano.
The corners of his mouth were stained with blood, his breath was weak, and he looked very weak.
This person is none other than Yin Jiuyi from the Dark Alliance.
Yin Jiuyi is a fifth-level monk of the Immortal Lord, and he is also a genius of the Dark Alliance. Logically speaking, he should not be so miserable.
However, the environment here was still too restrained for him after all, and he was unable to exert much strength at all, so he was knocked away.
After Yin Jiuyi fell to the ground, he quickly grabbed a pill and swallowed it in his mouth. In less than two breaths, he stood up, and then his figure flashed and disappeared from the place.
If he had not been injured, he might not be afraid of the genius here, but now that he is injured, he naturally does not dare to stay.
Even though the Dark Alliance has formed an alliance with the Chu Dynasty, many powerful people still hate the Dark Alliance.
What's more, this is an ancient miracle. Even if someone kills him, no one will know.
Therefore, he immediately chose to leave.
The geniuses looked at this scene with calm expressions on their faces, as if they had expected it.
They didn't chase Yin Jiuyi at all, but instead focused their attention on the four people on the volcano.
At this moment, Murong Chun, who was in the first place, had stopped and was trying his best to recover the consumed immortal energy.
And he was only less than a hundred steps away from the ancient sword.
However, these hundred steps are like a natural chasm, and it is not easy to cross it.
Let alone a hundred steps, even taking one more step would be extremely difficult for him.
If you are not careful, you will be burned to ashes by the strange flames.
"With my talent and cultivation, I can only go so far. It seems that it is not easy to obtain the resources of ancient miracles."
"No wonder none of the geniuses of the Taishen Sect have been able to take down the ancient sword after so many years. It's just that even I, Murong Chun, can't get the ancient sword, and presumably the three of them can't either."
"Nangong Heng is already about the same as me. He has almost no strength. Even if he has pills to restore his immortality, the terrifying heat of the flames is not so easy to withstand."
"On the contrary, it's that woman, which is really surprising. Until now, she hasn't slowed down, let alone showed any signs of fatigue."
"Is it possible that this person's talent and cultivation are higher than mine? Who is she?"
While Murong Chun was recovering his immortal energy, he looked at the three people behind him.
However, Wang Fan among the three has been automatically ignored by him.
In his opinion, although Wang Fan is a monster with talent and unparalleled combat power, he is only at the ninth level of the Immortal King after all.
Looking at Wang Fan's appearance, it was already extremely difficult at this moment. He couldn't climb to his current height at all, let alone surpass him and get the ancient sword.
If he were in the same realm, perhaps Murong Chun would be inferior to Wang Fan.
But now, Wang Fan is not taken seriously by him at all.
Nangong Heng also stopped. He looked up at the ancient sword stuck on the top of the volcano, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.
Then, he turned around and looked at the enchanting woman behind him.
The enchanting woman continued to climb up unhurriedly, and not long after, she had reached the same height as Nangong Heng.
However, unlike Nangong Heng who was exhausted and unable to climb any higher, she was still walking upwards with no intention of stopping.
When Nangong Heng saw this scene, a strange color appeared in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hands and said, "The fairy is so stunning, I wonder which force he belongs to? I am Nangong Heng, the legitimate son of the Nangong family."