The vision emerged and the momentum became stronger than before.
The sudden change caused the expressions of the demon monks guarding outside the cave to change greatly, and they all raised their heads in unison.
"Forcibly charging into the tenth level of the True Immortal, he, how dare he?"
The banshee cultivator who was in the early stage of the 14th stage of the True Immortal took a breath of cold air and said dumbfounded: "Do you really want to die?"
Sitting next to her, a male demon cultivator who was also in the early stage of the 14th stage of the True Immortal grinned and said in a playful tone: "This guy is a smart man and knows how to examine the current situation."
"He knows very well that if he comes out of seclusion with the cultivation level of the ninth-level True Immortal, Dzogchen, what awaits him will be a dead end."
"Regardless of whether he really has the ability to break through the four realms and kill enemies, at that time he could only barely deal with the thirteenth level True Immortal."
"And he can't beat even one of the fourteenth-grade true immortals like us."
"So, instead of going out and dying in vain, it is better to be ruthless and fight to the death."
"If you succeed, you will be a dragon and a phoenix among men. You will hopefully be able to secure your reputation as a demon disciple, be recognized by the five hundred demon tribes, and truly become one person below ten thousand people."
"I lost..."
When the conversation changed, the male demon cultivator said bluntly: "There is no difference between the two, they are both dead anyway."
"If it were me, I would make the same choice as him. I would rather risk my life than find a way out for myself."
The banshee cultivator sneered and said: "He has injuries inside his body, which will definitely not heal in three days."
"With an injured body, the chance of sprinting to the tenth level of the True Immortal is less than 20%."
The male demon cultivator added insult to injury: "Isn't this very good?"
"After failing to break through twice in a row, the boy's mood was seriously damaged and his injuries worsened."
"Hey, maybe he will kill himself without us taking action."
"What is this called? This is called setting oneself on fire and seeking death."
The banshee cultivator couldn't help laughing, covering her red lips and snickering: "What if he wins the bet?"
The male demon cultivator said contemptuously: "So what if I win the bet? There are twenty-seven demon kings of the fourteenth level of true immortals among the participants in this battle."
"Ten people in the early stage, eight people in the middle stage, seven people in the later stage, and two people in Dzogchen."
"Even if Suning can defeat the first twenty-five people, including you and me, there is absolutely no way he can get through the two people behind."
"Tu Yue, the first cousin of the Tu Que Demon Lord, the leader of the five hundred demon lords. On the surface, he is the 14th-level True Immortal, Great Perfection, but I know that that guy is deliberately suppressing his situation."
"Ten years ago, he was able to break through to the fifteenth level of True Immortal. Just because of the blood inheritance of the Qingque clan, he had no choice but to forcefully suppress the level in order to practice some kind of powerful high-level magic."
The banshee cultivator nodded in agreement: "I have heard about Tu Yue. He is indeed a genuine fifteenth-grade immortal."
The male demon cultivator continued: "Gu Meng, ranked second among the five hundred demon masters, is the biological sister of demon master Gu Xiu."
"This woman, hey, in terms of talent alone, she is more terrifying than Tu Yue."
“I don’t need to say more about the natal magical powers of the Tianhu clan, right?”
"Once Suning meets these two people, ten moves, no, he may not be able to survive even five moves."
The banshee cultivator was happy, smiling like a flower, and stopped talking.
On the other side, above the clouds, Xiao Buchong, whose figure had disappeared and was hiding in the void, was secretly worried, but was helpless.
There is a defensive formation set up by Heigu himself outside the cave, and with his first-level Semi-Saint cultivation, there is no way he can penetrate it with his mind.
If it cannot be penetrated, there is no way to know the situation inside.
He couldn't help but murmur in his heart and began to question Heigu's decision.
Is this experience? Is it to add fuel to the flames and help Suning become a demon disciple?
The mental state threshold of the tenth-level True Immortal is equivalent to that of a small devil. After one failure, it often takes several years to adjust to the second enlightenment.
Instead of sprinting one after another and risking your life recklessly like Suning.
"No, we can't continue. I have to talk to Hei Gu."
Having made up his mind, Xiao Buchong ducked out of the way and rushed to the Spirit Sacrifice Island.
Five minutes later, he arrived at the Black Bone Cave.
