Demonic cultivators came. Ordinary cultivators came. It didn’t take long before there were fully 10,000 cultivators following Meng Hao around and discussing what was happening. Most of them looked at him with curiosity. However, as would be expected, most of them were inclined to support Fan Dong’er.
Around noontime, Meng Hao finished his inspection of the nine golden gate stone steles, whereupon he hovered in midair, muttering to himself.
“What’s wrong, can’t decide which one to pick?” asked Fan Dong’er, sneering coldly. “Don’t try to delay things, Meng Hao. We already made the bet. You can only do the trial by fire today!”
Meng Hao turned to look at her, then smiled. His eyes flickered with a cold gleam as, without another word, he shot away like lightning. Rumbling filled the air as he headed directly toward… the ninth golden gate stone stele!
The first stone stele was a test regarding the pressure of the Ninth Sea, something he wasn’t ready for. After a bit of examination of the other trials by fire, he didn’t feel extremely confident in his ability to win the bet in any of them. However, the ninth stone stele was a trial by fire of the fleshly body. In that, he had faith!
Fan Dong’er’s eyes flickered, and inwardly, she was laughing coldly. The ninth stone stele was actually one of three that she had speculated he would select. Therefore, it was no surprise to her at all that he chose that one.
“You’re definitely going to lose!” she thought, setting her jaw arrogantly.
The surrounding disciples immediately began to discuss the matter.
“The ninth stone stele! This Meng Hao has a true Immortal fleshly body, so selecting this stone stele is actually a pretty conservative choice.”
“However, he’s also being a bit rash, wouldn’t you say? The ninth stone stele… is very hard!!”
“Him losing would be a good thing. Deflate him a bit! After all, this is the Nine Seas God World!” Apparently, none of the disciples believed that Meng Hao would succeed.
Heaven and Earth rumbled as Meng Hao shot toward the ninth golden gate stone stele, a beam of prismatic light that split the air. As he neared, it was evident that there were already a large number of disciples gathered there, clearly aware of the wager between Fan Dong’er and Meng Hao. Their eyes glittered as they watched Meng Hao unhesitatingly speed directly toward the huge stone stele.
As soon as he touched it, he vanished inside.
Subsequently, the more than 10,000 disciples outside of the stone stele all fixed their eyes on the list of names as they waited for any change. Fan Dong’er chuckled coldly. She was very calm, and completely confident that Meng Hao would be defeated.
Inside of the golden gate stone stele was an entire world which stretched out in all directions. However, there was no sky or land, just blankness. Meng Hao frowned as he realized that his Immortal meridians were apparently sealed. He could not rotate them in the slightest, making it impossible to utilize any divine abilities or magical techniques.
“My magic has been sealed off?” he thought. He sent some divine sense into his bag of holding, and found that even it was affected; nearly all of the items inside were impossible to use. Apparently the natural laws in this place restricted anything related to magic.
There were a few Heaven-defying items within his bag of holding that were still available for use. Most shocking of all was that the black pod was still emanating ripples; apparently it was unaffected by the sealing, and could still be used.
Even as shock washed through Meng Hao, popping sounds suddenly rang out from up ahead. Next, a tall figure strode out from the within the void.
It was a man wearing a mask, with a long head of flowing white hair, and a navy blue robe. Not a single cultivation base ripple emanated off of him as he approached, causing Meng Hao’s eyes to widen.
He could sense that the man had a boundless power of qi and blood within him. Although he had absolutely no cultivation base fluctuations, his qi and blood power was towering.
Meng Hao’s eyes flickered as he realized what type of cultivation this man practiced.
“A body cultivator!”
Back when he was doing research in the Fang Clan’s ancient records, he saw information about a common type of cultivation from ancient times. Those cultivators did not cultivate special types of magic, but rather, focused on their fleshly bodies.
People like that were referred to as body cultivators!
The most unique thing about them was that their bodies did not contain the least bit of spiritual energy. However, their qi and blood could influence the workings of the world around them.
The man in front of him hadn’t reached that level yet. However, his qi and blood were still extremely vigorous, shocking to the extreme.
As soon as he appeared, he didn’t hesitate for even a moment. He strode forward, and before he was even close, his boundless qi and blood sur
เครื่องพรวนดินปีศาจมา เครื่องพรวนดินธรรมดามา มันไม่ใช้เวลานานก่อนที่จะมีเครื่องพรวนดินซึ่งได้ 10,000 เต็มและต่อไปนี้เฮาเมงรอบ และคุยอะไรเกิดขึ้น ส่วนใหญ่จะมองไปที่เขา ด้วยความอยากรู้ อย่างไรก็ตาม ขณะที่คาดว่าจะใช้ ส่วนใหญ่มีแนวโน้มจะสนับสนุนพัดลม Dong'erรอบ noontime เมงเฮาเสร็จสิ้นการตรวจสอบของเขาเก้าประตูทองหิน steles ครั้นเขาวนเวียนอยู่กลางเวหา muttering กับตัวเอง"มีอะไรผิดปกติ ไม่สามารถตัดสินใจที่หนึ่งที่จะเลือก" ถามพัดลม Dong'er, sneering จ้างงาน "อย่าพยายามรั้งสิ่ง เฮาเมง เราทำการวางเดิมพันแล้ว คุณสามารถทำการทดลอง โดยไฟวันนี้"เมงเฮาหันไปมองเธอ แล้วยิ้ม ตาของเขา flickered กับคให้เป็นเย็น ตาม โดยไม่มีคำอื่น เขายิงออกไปเช่นฟ้าผ่า เสียงดังก้องเติมอากาศ ตามเขาปัจจัยโดยตรง... stele หินประตูทองเก้าStele หินแรกมีการทดสอบเกี่ยวกับความดันของทะเลไนน์ บางสิ่งบางอย่างที่เขายังไม่พร้อมสำหรับ หลังจากที่บิตของการตรวจสอบการทดลองโดยไฟ เขาไม่ได้รู้สึกมั่นใจในความสามารถของเขาจะชนะการเดิมพันในใด ๆ ของพวกเขา อย่างไรก็ตาม stele หินเก้าถูกทดลอง โดยไฟของร่างกายทา ในนั้น เขามีความเชื่อFlickered พัดลม Dong'er ตา แล้วเธอก็หัวเราะอย่างจ้างงานอย่างภายใน Stele หินเก้าตัวจริงเป็นหนึ่งในสามที่เธอได้คาดจะเลือก ดังนั้น มันก็ไม่แปลกใจเลยว่า เขาเลือกว่าเธอ“You’re definitely going to lose!” she thought, setting her jaw arrogantly.The surrounding disciples immediately began to discuss the matter.“The ninth stone stele! This Meng Hao has a true Immortal fleshly body, so selecting this stone stele is actually a pretty conservative choice.”“However, he’s also being a bit rash, wouldn’t you say? The ninth stone stele… is very hard!!”“Him losing would be a good thing. Deflate him a bit! After all, this is the Nine Seas God World!” Apparently, none of the disciples believed that Meng Hao would succeed.Heaven and Earth rumbled as Meng Hao shot toward the ninth golden gate stone stele, a beam of prismatic light that split the air. As he neared, it was evident that there were already a large number of disciples gathered there, clearly aware of the wager between Fan Dong’er and Meng Hao. Their eyes glittered as they watched Meng Hao unhesitatingly speed directly toward the huge stone stele.As soon as he touched it, he vanished inside.Subsequently, the more than 10,000 disciples outside of the stone stele all fixed their eyes on the list of names as they waited for any change. Fan Dong’er chuckled coldly. She was very calm, and completely confident that Meng Hao would be defeated.Inside of the golden gate stone stele was an entire world which stretched out in all directions. However, there was no sky or land, just blankness. Meng Hao frowned as he realized that his Immortal meridians were apparently sealed. He could not rotate them in the slightest, making it impossible to utilize any divine abilities or magical techniques.“My magic has been sealed off?” he thought. He sent some divine sense into his bag of holding, and found that even it was affected; nearly all of the items inside were impossible to use. Apparently the natural laws in this place restricted anything related to magic.There were a few Heaven-defying items within his bag of holding that were still available for use. Most shocking of all was that the black pod was still emanating ripples; apparently it was unaffected by the sealing, and could still be used.Even as shock washed through Meng Hao, popping sounds suddenly rang out from up ahead. Next, a tall figure strode out from the within the void.It was a man wearing a mask, with a long head of flowing white hair, and a navy blue robe. Not a single cultivation base ripple emanated off of him as he approached, causing Meng Hao’s eyes to widen.He could sense that the man had a boundless power of qi and blood within him. Although he had absolutely no cultivation base fluctuations, his qi and blood power was towering.Meng Hao’s eyes flickered as he realized what type of cultivation this man practiced.
“A body cultivator!”
Back when he was doing research in the Fang Clan’s ancient records, he saw information about a common type of cultivation from ancient times. Those cultivators did not cultivate special types of magic, but rather, focused on their fleshly bodies.
People like that were referred to as body cultivators!
The most unique thing about them was that their bodies did not contain the least bit of spiritual energy. However, their qi and blood could influence the workings of the world around them.
The man in front of him hadn’t reached that level yet. However, his qi and blood were still extremely vigorous, shocking to the extreme.
As soon as he appeared, he didn’t hesitate for even a moment. He strode forward, and before he was even close, his boundless qi and blood sur
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