After receiving the benefits of Holy Luck, Zhuo Wen became more and more eager for Holy Luck. He knew very well that as long as he gathered more Holy Luck, his chances of becoming a saint would be greater.
Not only Zhuo Wen, but also the other warriors who had received the Holy Luck on the wooden pile had greedy expressions in their eyes, and they glanced at the other warriors as if they were looking at prey.
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, dozens of light pillars shot up from the wooden piles into the sky continuously. The aura revealed in these light pillars was extremely vast and terrifying.
"Someone broke through."
On the wooden pile, many warriors looked up in shock at the dozens of figures that rushed out of the light beam.
"It seems that the Holy Luck has made these dozens of people realize the power of the law, and I am afraid they will break through to the invincible emperor."
Zhuo Wen glanced at these dozens of figures. Without exception, these dozens of people were all in the ninth-level emperor realm and had never understood the power of the law.
However, the power of the Holy Luck enabled them to immediately understand the secrets of the law, break through the shackles, and reach the realm of the invincible emperor.
"The law has come from heaven. It seems that the breakthrough is about to end."
Someone exclaimed, and sure enough, dozens of laws of power landed in the sky, most of which were the laws of the five elements, but two people attracted the attention of many people.
The law that these two people understood was not the law of the five elements, but a special law. One of them, a young man in his early twenties, the law that landed in the sky above his head contained the aura of destruction.
The laws that this boy has understood are actually the same as Fuyu of Jia Shen Academy's God and Demon Peak, which are laws of destruction. The powerful aura of destruction contained in them makes people's hearts tremble.
What fell above the other person's head were countless sword shadows. These sword shadows revealed an incomparably sharp aura and were actually the special law of swords.
Looking at these two people, Zhuo Wen smiled, because these two people were actually his old friends. The one who understood the law of destruction was Canaan, and the one who understood the law of sword was Mo Lingtian.
In the past few years, the two of them have made rapid progress, especially Mo Lingtian. Although his talent was good at the beginning, there is still a certain gap compared with Canaan and Gaza.
However, Mo Lingtian did not fall behind Canaan in cultivation because of his talent. Instead, he kept pace with him, and both of them reached the ninth level of emperor realm.
Now, due to the influence of holy luck, he has understood the power of the law in one fell swoop and has become an invincible emperor.
As for Mo Yan Wushang and Jia Sha, their cultivation level is much higher than that of Canaan and Mo Lingtian. They have both reached the semi-saint level. Especially Jia Sha, whose cultivation level was originally the lowest among them.
, but now he has caught up with others and become the strongest one.
However, Qingyin did not participate in this Jiuyou Conference because her cultivation level was stuck at the peak of the sixth level of the Emperor Realm. She has never broken through to the high level until now. This level of cultivation does not even qualify her to climb the ladder.
Not to mention getting holy luck.
The dozens of people who achieved enlightenment due to the Holy Luck are the envy of many people, especially those other warriors who failed to reach the third platform and were eliminated, their hearts are bleeding.
"Everyone who has received the Holy Luck must have tasted the benefits of the Holy Luck, right?" Cao Rong stood in the void, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said calmly.
Everyone standing on the wooden pile nodded, and their eyes had a hint of eagerness. Even Qinglongzi, who was standing on the first wooden pile, had a blazing look in his eyes.
"Haha, this is just the first level, and the second level is for you to increase your luck. Now come with me."
After Cao Rong finished speaking, he and Ge Ning took off in the air, heading towards the western area.
The three thousand warriors standing on the wooden stakes looked at each other, then immediately took down the wooden stakes and followed closely behind.
The holy luck generated from the depths of Jiuyoutian this time has been completely divided up by them. Naturally, they will no longer stand on the wooden stake stupidly.
The western area is thousands of miles wide, and this area is covered with many regional landscapes.
There are deserts, plains, forests and mountains inside, just like a small natural world.
Cao Rong and Gening were suspended above the natural world, and the three thousand warriors behind them also stopped behind them, staring at the natural world below in amazement.
And what's strange is that there are thirty huge arenas standing in this natural world.
The distribution of these arenas is also quite even. There are arenas in deserts, plains, forests and mountains, and the landscape of each arena is different.
"In the natural world, there are a total of thirty arenas. Each arena is extremely wide. There are three thousand of you. If divided equally, there are one hundred people in each arena."
"The rules of this second level are actually very simple, that is, the arena points system. Each of you has an initial score of one point. Each person you defeat will add one point, and each person you defeat will lose one point."
"Then the result is that the points are ranked from high to low, and the top 100 will advance to the next round."
Cao Rong spoke calmly, and all three thousand warriors nodded. The rules for ranking points were obviously quite fair.
After all, if the arena battle is a two-by-two elimination system, it would obviously be unfair. After all, if two powerful geniuses meet and collide in advance, one of them will definitely be eliminated, which is not conducive to the progress of the arena.
But this point system is much better. It doesn't matter even if you fail a game, it's just one point missing. As long as you are in the top 100 with total points, you won't be eliminated.
This rule is obviously very beneficial to those stronger geniuses.
"Everyone should have no objections to the rules, right?" Cao Rong said calmly.
The three thousand warriors looked at each other in confusion, but no one said anything, obviously they had no objections.
"In that case, let's start drawing lots now. The thirty arenas have their own numbers, from one to thirty. Whichever number you draw, you will go to that arena."
After Cao Rong finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and countless light tokens suddenly flew out of his hand and fell into the hands of three thousand warriors with great spirituality.
Zhuo Wen turned his right hand, and the number "seven" was written on the light sign in his hand.
"It looks like it's Arena No. 7." Zhuo Wen thought to himself.
"Everyone should know your own numbers. Now let's go into our respective arenas."
Cao Rong fell down, and all three thousand warriors suddenly rushed out and poured into the natural world, looking for their own arena.
"The No. 7 arena is over there."
Zhuo Wen's eyes immediately locked on a ring deep in a dense forest. He kicked off his right foot and flew towards the depths of the dense forest like a stream of light.
Deep in the dense forest is a large open space. In the open space, there is a 100-foot-large arena made of Qingang stone.
At this moment, a large number of warriors gathered below the ring, and they were all obviously drawn to the seventh ring.
Falling under the ring, Zhuo Wen did not attract anyone's attention. As for Long Tian who was following him, he was drawn to the ninth ring, in the adjacent desert.
And the top geniuses in the Nine Nether Realm also fell under their respective arenas.
Among them, Qinglongzi is in the first ring, Yang Yi is in the second ring, Yan Ruhuo is in the third ring, Lu Hantian is in the fourth ring, Hua Xianzi is in the fifth ring, Mowen is in the sixth ring, and Shui Zhe is in the seventh ring.
, Shazi is in the eighth arena, Yaksha is in the ninth arena, Yunran is in the tenth arena, and Guixi is in the eleventh arena.
Wudie, who Zhuo Wen is more concerned about, is in the fifteenth arena, Fowen is in the seventeenth arena, Mo Yan Wushang is in the twentieth arena, and Jiasha is in the twenty-first arena...
Generally speaking, those with higher strength are basically assigned to different arenas, which is obviously deliberately arranged by Cao Rong.
Although the world of this natural landscape is huge, and the seventh arena where Zhuo Wen is located is deep in a dense forest, none of the warriors present are weak. They are all warriors standing at the pinnacle of the Nine Nether Realm.
With their eyesight and mental strength, they can naturally take in the entire natural world, and the situation in other arenas is no exception.
Many warriors under the seventh arena looked at one of the figures standing proudly with fearful eyes.
This person is a man around twenty-nine years old. He is wearing a black windbreaker. His hair is very long, almost reaching his waist. There is a hint of death in his eyes.
This person is none other than Shui Zhe, the first genius in the Death Realm. The aura on his body is as vast as the sea, but the aura revealed contains an aura of death, as if this person is a dead person.
The other warriors in the seventh arena were all far away from him, not daring to get too close. Apart from the fear in their hearts, it was the influence of this indistinct aura of death.
Shui Zhe raised his chin slightly. His eyes were not on the other warriors in the seventh arena, but on the top talents in other arenas.
He knew very well that in the seventh arena, he was the king, and no one could defeat him. His real opponents were the peak geniuses of the Nine Nether Realm.
"This arena battle is also about how much holy luck you have in your body. If you win a game, in addition to gaining one point, you can also deprive part of the holy luck from your opponent and integrate it into yourself."
"So I prefer to call this level Seizing the Holy Luck."
Cao Rong's voice rang out again, echoing in the space, making the originally quiet warriors boil.
After tasting the great benefits of the Holy Luck, their desire for the Holy Luck is like a hungry wolf after seeing its prey.
"It's not bad that you can deprive yourself of your holy luck."
Shui Zhe was also moved. His eyes fell on the other warriors in the seventh arena for the first time, but his eyes were not filled with the joy of meeting his opponent, but the greed of seeing his prey.
There is no doubt that he regards the other ninety-nine warriors in the seventh arena as prey that can swallow the holy luck.
"Being treated as prey is really a failure."
Zhuo Wen licked his lips, but he was sneering in his heart. Shuizhe regarded other people as prey, but little did he know that he had already been targeted by Zhuo Wen.
"The second stage of winning the Holy Luck will begin soon, and my clone will be your referee in the arena."
Cao Rong, who was floating in the sky, cast a seal with his right hand. Suddenly his figure began to blur, and soon he was divided into thirty Cao Rong.