The weather was particularly sunny on this day, and tens of thousands of people gathered in a special square.
There are many people, but it is not crowded. This large square has always been special and has almost never shrunk.
There are a hundred sects participating in the competition, and the average number of participants in each sect is a hundred people, but this is only an average value.
Some sects have hundreds of people participating, and some sects have dozens of people participating.
Some relatively miserable sects even only have a dozen people participating.
But everyone's eyes are now focused on the Shuntian sect, because there are only two people participating in that sect.
One of them was Yang Huang, and the other one they had never seen before. They didn't expect that the Shuntian sect had such a beauty.
Manager Lin didn't pay attention. He walked a few steps and then stopped. An old man walked in front of him, who was the leader of the Shuntian Sect.
The sect leader has been absent recently and went out on business, and he has only come back in a hurry now.
After the sect leader appeared, he immediately frowned and said, "Are you planning to make the people around you laugh? Why didn't you send Shen Fang? Besides, why did you get my daughter too? What a nonsense!"
Manager Lin was very embarrassed. There were so many people now that he couldn't speak too loudly, so he sent a message to his sect master.
The so-called sound transmission is a secret conversation. No one's mouth moves, but spiritual communication can be carried out.
Sound transmission consumes very little energy. You only need to spend one energy to transmit a wave.
At this time, everyone saw an almost transparent fluctuation between Manager Lin and the sect leader, and they knew they were having a secret conversation.
Some experts can indeed read the contents of the fluctuations, but they dare not do so now because it would be very shameless to do such a thing in front of so many people.
"I see, young man, you are very good. It is indeed our greatest luck to have you join our Shuntian Sect, but my daughter..." Sect Master Zhang shook his head.
Zhang Qi became anxious now and said: "I have grown up and am old enough to get married. I know what I am doing. Don't worry, father, I will come back alive!"
Zhang Zongzhu looked at his daughter. He knew that this time he could not take care of his daughter for the rest of his life. Sooner or later, he would fall. He needed to let his daughter go out and experience it.
Now, it is an excellent training opportunity.
After thinking about it for a long time, Sect Master Zhang left here silently, tacitly agreeing that his daughter would follow Yang Huang to practice.
Yang Huang smiled, led Zhang Qi to a specific location, ignored the looks of those around him, and sat on the stool.
At this time, the person holding this competition did not come out, but Shen Long came over.
Yang Huang frowned, knowing that this guy would definitely come over again to make himself uncomfortable.
"Yang Huang, if I were you, I should have run away yesterday instead of coming to compete! Now you are not only here, but you have also brought a delicate beauty with you. When I enter the secret realm later, I will be blessed. Come on!" Shen Long took a few more glances at Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi was very angry. She immediately stood up, drew her sword and wanted to rush out, but she was stopped by Yang Huang.
After being grabbed by Yang Huang's arm, Zhang Qi calmed down. It was not a suitable place to do anything. If anyone caused trouble, they would be expelled by the organizer.
The organizer this time is the Justice Sect, which is said to be a very righteous sect. They are very strong and must not cause trouble under their noses.
"Everyone, be quiet! Don't make any noise. If you make a noise, I will send someone to beat you!" An old man appeared in mid-air.
Everyone was a little scared and became quiet. They knew that this person was from the Justice Gate.
The man was very satisfied when he found that everyone was quiet.
After a while, the man said: "Black Ink Stone is a rare occurrence in ten thousand years. We must select the best people to compete at the Bloody Hand Gate!"
After a pause, the man said: "You may have guessed the purpose of the Bloody Hand Sect. Yes, they just want to steal your blood, so our Justice Sect has limited the number of people to less than one hundred people."
"That is to say, only a hundred people can go. If the rest of you dare to go, you can give it a try. I guarantee you won't survive tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Yang Huang nodded with satisfaction. This approach is the best. It only allows a small number of people to find the black ink stone, and the number of people who will sacrifice will naturally be much less.
The rest of the people didn't think so. They knew it was dangerous to compete in the Bloody Hand Gate, but they wanted to get the Black Ink Stone so much that they were willing to go even if they knew they would die.
They came here just to try their luck this time. If they can be selected, they can naturally participate in the competition openly. If they are not selected, they will secretly go to the Bloody Hand Gate.
"Everyone, let's not talk too much. After entering the secret realm, you are responsible for your life and death. We are not responsible. Whoever dies will die. Don't come to me. I am very annoyed! The competition has officially begun!"
After saying that, the man cast a spell in the air, and not long after, a golden door suddenly rose from the open space.
After rising ten meters, the golden door stopped, and a large amount of golden light radiated from the door.
That person talked a lot, and I was afraid that everyone would not understand, so I introduced the door and said that this door functions as a teleporter. After entering, only people holding hands will not scatter.
If it weren't for people holding hands, there would be a 90% chance of being teleported to different places.
Of course, there is a 10% chance that they will be teleported to the same place, which means random teleportation.
"Yang Huang, will you hold my hand later?" Zhang Qi was a little nervous. No one had ever held her hand since she was a child.
Yang Huang nodded and said: "Of course I will hold it, but even if I hold it, it is very likely that it will be forcibly transported to a different place. That door is extraordinary!"
Zhang Qi became nervous. If this is the case, then she will be separated from Yang Huang. Although her physique is somewhat special, she will not be killed under normal circumstances, but what if she is killed?
While Zhang Qi was thinking, the old man in the sky was already directing everyone to enter the door.
There is also something special about entering this gate. You must enter in batches. Only 100 people can enter at a time, which means that you must enter in 100 batches.
Yang Huang stood up, held Zhang Qi's hand, and was about to go in, but he found that Shen Long was following him intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't know what this guy wanted to do.