As Xingxi and Wanqiu fought a fierce battle against Taishi Mountain on behalf of the Purple Thunder Sect.
The banquet seemed to have become peaceful.
On the high platform, many true kings of the Eight Heaven Sect frequently toasted to Lu Yi.
Even Zhenlei Zhenjun of Purple Thunder Sect looked contented and contented, chatting happily with Lu Yi and Xue Jiujing beside him.
It’s as if the master and disciple Chang Xiao who died today were not members of the Zi Lei Sect at all.
Wait until the big banquet finally ends.
Lu Yi looked at the huge hall that was gradually becoming empty and silent, and then he heard Xue Jiujing, who was in luxurious palace clothes beside him, said calmly:
"Lu Yi, after today's banquet...you will be part of my Taishi Mountain Party."
"If you have anything to say, just say it now."
"After tonight, you... won't be able to get off the boat."
Xue Jiujing's tone was extremely dull when he said these words, just like chatting with friends before a meal and after drinking.
But at this moment, coupled with Lu Yi’s current ‘situation’.
That’s not the case anymore.
"..."
At this moment, he only felt that not only was the mysterious Yali Fang, but also the unparalleled and magnificent Empress Daqian.
Even Xue Jiujing and the so-called Three Hundred Caves beside him are filled with countless mysteries.
As Lu Yi fell into silence.
It was Xue Jiujing beside him who spoke again:
"It seems you have nothing more to ask?"
"..."
"Me?"
Hehehaha.
Lu Yi turned his head and glanced at Xue Jiujing beside him.
As far as the eye can see, Xue Jiujing, who has a slender neck next to him, is wearing a complicated palace skirt with a bluish blue color, and his skin shines like white porcelain.
After this glance, Lu Yicai said with some self-deprecation:
"Princess Wanjing, you won't answer anyway."
"Why should I humiliate myself?"
After Lu Yi laughed at himself.
Xue Jiujing beside him chuckled, his face showing some playfulness that was incompatible with his makeup and temperament.
"Lu Yi, you are a smart man."
"To tell you the truth, the return of this wave...is not even a small prelude now!"
"Except for the few you know...there are countless terrifying people hiding in the dark."
"In a world of such great contention, countless sons of destiny will emerge to meet the needs."
"And a quick step... means a quick step!"
After these somewhat vague words, I finished.
Xue Jiujing seemed to have no intention of continuing to educate Lu Yi.
As a burst of blue light gradually brightened, his figure also became dim in the light.
When he was almost gone, he turned around and looked at Lu Yi again:
"Tomorrow I will enter the hanging hole."
"With your luck and strength, it's just a tour."
"If you have nothing to do, you can go and chat with the disciples of the Eight Heaven Sect."
The words fell.
Xue Jiujing has disappeared without a trace accompanied by the bright spiritual light coming from his feet.
In the huge banquet hall, only Lu Yi and dozens of disciples from Mount Taishi were standing in neat formation a hundred feet away.
"Let me go and talk to the disciples of the Eight Heaven Sect?"
I didn’t go to see where Xue Jiujing disappeared.
There was a glint in Lu Yi's eyes, but he couldn't understand what she meant.
This was clearly an opportunity for him to take advantage of Xingkongtian to make those sects in the Eight Heavenly Sect that were at odds with Mount Taishi... be eliminated directly.
"Xue Jiujing, do you want to use me as Taishi Mountain's sword?"
"Or is it that the power of luck in me...at this moment, even the true king is afraid of three points?"
As the thoughts in my heart gradually turn.
Lu Yi has already moved his steps and walked towards the countless Taishi Mountain disciples waiting in the distance.
The banquet was now closed, and he had to go to the pharmacy on the giant ship to see Wan Qiu, whom he had personally ordered to fight.
……
……
At the same time, inside the Taishi Yam Bureau.
Wan Qiu, who had been carried back to the pharmacy by many disciples, was lying on a jade bed, breathing calmly.
Although the horrific injury suffered by a sword through the heart seems to have recovered.
But there was a horrific scar on the left cheek.
Beside the bed, stood Wan Rong and a group of Taishi Mountain disciples wearing Taoist skirts.
At this moment, Wan Qiu's gaze on the bed was filled with heavy silence.
Taishi Mountain is located in Sanbaidongtian and is one of the Eight Heavenly Sects.
The hierarchy within the clan is strict and the clan system is fierce.
And the only thing that can determine your status...is your own cultivation.
At this time, all the meridians in Wanqiu's body were broken by the Xingxi Lei method, even though he could barely practice it after he recovered.
Throughout his life, he was just wandering around in the embryo-casting realm.
If you are an ordinary cultivator in the Taishi Mountain Cave Heaven, you can find a city to live in seclusion... you can still have a good death.
But Wanqiu... didn't have that chance.
In the silence of everyone, Wan Rong, who was still standing at the front, said with an ugly expression:
"Sister, you were seriously injured today."
"I'm afraid many enemies within the sect will not miss this opportunity."
"Tomorrow I will follow Young Master Yi into the hollow sky..."
"If I'm not here, relying on them alone...I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you!"
Following Wan Rong’s embarrassing words.
The dozen Taishi Mountain disciples who followed her were silent.
Wan Qiu moved a little on the jade bed.
The half-beautiful, half-terrible face showed some indifference instead.
There was even more coldness in his mouth as he said:
"It doesn't matter, since I haven't died today... I won't die!"
"As for those many enemies..."
He paused for a moment before Wan Qiu could continue.
There was some noise coming from outside the wing where everyone was.
"This is..."
As many disciples showed surprise and doubt on their faces.
The door to the wing was forcibly opened from the outside.
Then, Lu Yi, with a cold expression and wearing a green banquet robe, strode in from the outside.
"Uncle!"
Suddenly saw Lu Yi.
Wan Rong's expression changed, and she led many disciples around her to bow their heads in worship.
Lu Yi didn't look at them, but looked straight at Wan Qiu on the jade bed.
The latter was about to struggle out of bed.
"Okay."
Seeing Wan Qiu looking sore all over.
Lu Yi frowned and looked at the pharmacy manager beside him:
"Wan Qiu's injuries, will he be fully recovered tomorrow?"
"..."
"Tomorrow??"
I was shocked to hear what Lu Yi said.
Not only the solemn expression of the pharmacy manager, but also the many disciples surrounding him had astonishment in their eyes.
Just listening to the meaning of these words, the uncle in front of me... is actually taking Wan Qiu into the cave to compete tomorrow?
At this moment, many people looked at Wan Qiu on the bed, and their eyes changed instantly.
Even Wan Qiu himself, who barely got up from the jade bed, had some disbelief on his face.
What Lu Yi said was not to force the wounded into battle to serve as cannon fodder.
But he really meant to support her.
After a short silence, the pharmacy manager showed some embarrassment and said:
"Uncle, Junior Sister Wanqiu is seriously injured! The meridians all over her body are broken every inch."
"I can barely save my life only by relying on the precious medicine in the sect!"
"Within a year and a half, I'm afraid I won't be able to use even a trace of spiritual energy!"
"With our power, tomorrow... at most we can only make her act like a normal person!"
"..."
"Activities like ordinary people?"
His eyes glanced at Wan Qiu, whose eyes were shining on the jade bed.
Lu Yi said with a faint smile on his face:
"As long as you can move!"
"Then tomorrow, Wan Qiu and Wan Rong will follow me into the hollow sky!"
After that, he looked at Wan Qiu who was hesitant to speak on the bed and said:
"Today you killed Xing Xi at the banquet, it just made me lose face."
"I don't care what the rules of Mount Taishi are."
"I, Lu Yi, will never treat meritorious disciples badly!"
Lu Yi's tone was indifferent when he said this.
But hearing it in the ears of many disciples around him evoked many different expressions.
There are some surprises, some thoughts, and some slight disdain.
In this regard, Lu Yi was too lazy to identify them one by one.
There are countless disciples in Mount Taishi.
Now that he wants to stir up wind and rain in the Three Hundred Caves, he must borrow the power of the Tianzong.
If you want to make things easier, you need more help.
Wan Qiu, who is now seriously injured... is an excellent choice.
……
……
After seeing Wanqiu from the pharmacy.
Lu Yi did not hang out on the giant ship in Taishi Mountain, but went directly back to his sleeping quarters on the giant ship.
According to the arrangement of this so-called competition.
Early tomorrow morning, the Eight Heaven Sect will open the portal and send many of the ‘contestants’ from this competition into the hollow sky.
As for how to determine the ranking, it is very simple.
Those who can still come out of the hanging hole when the time comes will naturally be the first to come out.
"If you can come out...you will win."
Thinking of the many rules and information of this ‘Dongtian Competition’.
Lu Yi was sitting behind a table in the dormitory, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts flashing between his brows.
He doesn't know much about the empty sky.
Xue Jiujing didn’t explain anything extra at all.
What the words mean is that as long as Lu Yi goes in, countless great benefits will naturally come to his door.
"Luck! Luck!"
Thinking of the title of ‘True King’s Embryo’ in myself.
Lu Yi is only wary of the invisible and intangible luck.
The power of luck is invisible and qualityless.
Even now, Lu Yi can't tell at all whether he is really blessed with...'supreme luck'.
"Many of my magical powers are manifested by the system in my body."
"These things, in the eyes of others, are manifestations of luck!"
"Then, am I considered to have great luck?"
As the thoughts in his eyes became more intense.
Lu Yi doesn’t think that he is the legendary ‘destined protagonist’.
It was just a smooth ride before.
If you really meet an opponent with great luck, it will be much more troublesome to deal with it.
And tomorrow's 'Dongtian Competition' is a huge knockout competition that brings together countless talents from 300 Dongtian.
Thought of this.
Lu Yi let out a long breath and finally chose not to continue thinking about it.
If we just talk about strength.
He possesses the divine weapon of the Martial Saint and the bones of the emperor, which means that his opponents tomorrow are just a group of mere embryo-casting realms.
Even if it is a golden elixir, it can be crushed all the way.
Not to mention, tomorrow... he is going to take Yin Wujiu and the even more terrifying Forbidden Army general in!
"When we enter the hollow sky, I will kill every one I see!"
"There are those who can't be killed...80% of the time!"
……
……
Early the next morning.
When Lu Yi wakes up from meditation practice.
Outside the terrace of his dormitory, patches of extremely peaceful and warm sky light had lit up.
Looking to the distant horizon from the terrace, the thousands of giant ships were already lined up in a tight formation one by one.
And at the end of that day, I don’t know when a majestic door appeared that shone with the meaning of fragmentation.
"Is this the portal to the hollow sky?"
Standing on the terrace and looking towards the door, Lu Yi just had some thoughts in his eyes.
I felt like there was some magical power flashing around me.
After that, Xue Jiujing’s laughter rang directly in his ears.
"Lu Yi, I heard that you still want to bring Wan Qiu's little hooves in?"
"..."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Lu Yi didn't even answer yet.
The surrounding scenery suddenly changed with the magical power that enveloped him.
In an instant, he moved directly from the dormitory in the giant ship to an extremely huge suspended platform.
This platform is suspended in the air, not far from the door Lu Yi saw before.
At this moment, on the high platform where he was standing, the many true monarchs he had seen yesterday were all smiling.
The smiling Yin Wujiu and the tall Imperial Army general stood behind him at some point.
Under the high platform, there are countless disciples of various sects in different costumes.
...Obviously I came here just for this competition.
Xue Jiujing, who had changed into a plain robe, stood in front of everyone...standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhenlei Zhenjun of the Purple Thunder Sect beside him.
"It turns out that Mr. Yi is here."
See Lu Yi arriving.
Zhenlei Zhenjun next to Xue Jiujing smiled at him and said calmly:
"Many of Dabi's disciples have arrived and can now open the door to the hollow sky."
"There's just one thing... I need to ask you first!"
"I wonder if Manager Xiao Nan Gongyin and the other person behind you... want to go in with you?"
"..."
Following his inquiry.
The eyes of countless True Lords on the platform were all concentrated in an instant.
In other words, what they were looking at was Yin Wujiu behind Lu Yi.
"Ho ho!"
Seeing many true kings looking at each other.
The warm smile on Yin Wujiu's face faded slightly, and he scanned the crowd of true monarchs:
"Your Majesty asked me to protect Young Master B, so naturally I will not be absent!"
"What? Do you want to stop me? Or do you want to join me together?"
After Yin Wujiu said this.
Not to mention all the True Lords of the Eight Heaven Sect, even True Lord Zhenglei’s expression changed slightly and he laughed:
"Manager Yin is joking!"
"The hanging sky is mysterious! Even entering the Golden Core Realm... there will be signs of death in your heart!"
"When I go in, it feels like a knife across the neck!"
As he said this, he seemed not to want to continue talking about this topic.
Looking at Xue Jiujing next to him, he said:
"Princess Wanjing, now that everyone is here."
"Why don't you open the door now?"
"..."
Faced with Zhenlei Zhenjun’s inquiry.
Xue Jiujing first glanced at Lu Yi, and his body instantly lit up with a blazing aura.
It seems to echo the slightly dilapidated grand door on the horizon.
As the light on Xue Jiujing's body shone brighter and brighter.
The originally silent, ruin-like door was already shining with a dazzling light.
Then, the two huge doors, which were full of marks from knives and axes, made a terrifying loud "rumbling" sound and slowly opened towards both sides.
A very thin gap was exposed.
And the movement of the door ends here.
"That's enough."
It’s like I’ve done something trivial.
Xue Jiujing's ethereal and sacred voice swept across the entire high platform in an instant.
"After you enter, the door will open again in seven days!"
"Those who don't come out within three hours... don't have to come out!"
Along with Xue Jiujing’s voice fell.
The countless disciples below seemed to have already known this in their minds, and one by one they bowed their hands to the countless True Lords on the high platform and bowed down.
In an instant, it turned into a stream of light that filled the sky, flying towards the ancient door in the distance.