"Boss, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong? Gu Yang and the others were startled when they saw Long Chen's serious expression.
They knew better than anyone about Long Chen's spiritual sense. The boss said he had a bad feeling, and it was feared that something major was about to happen.
"I'm not sure either. Anyway, danger is quietly approaching. Everyone, be careful. By the way, this is yours." As Long Chen spoke, he suddenly slapped his forehead, remembering something important.
"Buzz!"
A long spear appeared in Long Chen's hand. When he saw it, Gu Yang's eyes lit up instantly, and his voice trembled with excitement: "
Boss, is this for me?"
You have to understand, the spear Gu Yang was carrying was nothing but a realm artifact, and among them, it was above average—not even considered top-tier.
Meanwhile, Gu Yang's power kept soaring. He had long wanted to replace this spear, but had never found a suitable weapon.
But after bearing the Jiuli Immortal Script on his body, his strength soared again, and his spear was far from meeting his needs.
Now, seeing Long Chen's spear, he instantly sensed the terrifying fluctuations within it, and what excited him was that the overwhelming battle spirit within the spear resonated with him.
"No, not for you, but to entrust it to you. You must treat it well. From today on, it will be your companion through life and death." Long Chen held his spear with both hands and solemnly handed it to Gu Yang.
Gu Yang reached out with both hands and carefully took the spear. The moment he caught it, the spear roared, and the runes on Gu Yang's body began to glow.
Gu Yang's vital energy surged violently, like a volcano about to erupt. He actually had a soul summoning with the spear. Clearly, the spear's spirit and Gu Yang's soul were mutually attracted, and the moment Gu Yang gripped the spear, a sensation of flesh and blood connecting was born.
"Don't worry, boss. I absolutely won't let it down." Gu Yang gripped his spear excitedly.
"Buzz!"
The spear suddenly flew behind Gu Yang, and the spear he had been carrying was shattered in an instant, displaying overwhelming dominance.
When Gu Yang carried the spear on his back, his entire aura changed, as if he were in a state where man and spear were united. Their fluctuations were adapting and merging with each other.
Long Chen was also somewhat excited. He had pulled this spear from the corpse of the Ancient Winged Demon, and at that time, it had already resolved to die for it, determined to perish together with the Winged Demon.
But now, it once again radiated the brilliance of an immortal divine weapon, igniting overwhelming fighting spirit. With this spear, Gu Yang's strength had increased by an unknown amount.
Unfortunately, Long Chen didn't have any weapons that Li Qi and Song Mingyuan could use. Immortal divine weapons aren't something just anyone can wield. Long Chen had a few scrap weapons, all of which he left for Xia Chen and Guo Ran to study.
Long Chen patted Gu Yang on the shoulder. With the spear handed to him, Long Chen felt at ease.
Long Chen suddenly noticed Mu Qingyun's unusual expression in the crowd and immediately showed a strange look on his face. He said to Yue Zifeng,
"Zifeng, let me introduce you. This is Mu Qingyun."
Long Chen spoke, beckoning to Mu Qingyun. Only then did Mu Qingyun timidly step forward and bow to Yue Zifeng: "
Qingyun greets senior."
Yue Zifeng nodded and said, "You've already gotten a basic glimpse of swordsmanship, but what you've learned is just picking up others' wisdom—you don't have anything of your own."
Without your own true insights, there are two problems: one is that the journey is very hard, the other is that it's hard to go far. "
Thank you for your guidance, senior."
Faced with Yue Zifeng's guidance, Mu Qingyun was somewhat moved and bowed to Yue Zifeng again.
"Qingyun, Zifeng is a swordsmanship expert. You need to study more!" Long Chen said with a smile.
Hearing Long Chen's words, Yue Zifeng was taken aback, then said, "You've already gotten a rough idea. As long as you can clarify your path and comprehend your own swordsmanship, it shouldn't be a problem. You can follow me." "
Thank you, Senior,"
Mu Qingyun said, his face instantly lit up with joy upon hearing Yue Zifeng's words.
Yu Qingxuan and Bai Shishi exchanged glances, a strange look flashing in their eyes. They could tell Long Chen intended to set them up.
However, their reactions didn't seem like mutual affection; instead, it felt more like they were taking on apprentices.
Mu Qingyun stood behind Yue Zifeng with a face full of joy, her eyes full of excitement.
"Let's go!"
Long Chen led everyone further up the steps. At this moment, since they had lingered for a while, the others had already rushed up; they were the last group.
However, the stairs were too long, and the higher you went, the greater the pressure—every step was extremely difficult.
Even the most top-tier experts only reached the middle rank; there was still a long way to go.
As Long Chen walked, he gazed at the blue light screen in the sky. As time passed, the blue screen grew thicker and heavier, with strange ripples forming as it drew closer to the dome.
After more than an hour had passed, Long Chen and the others kept moving at a steady pace. As the pressure mounted, many people began to run out of strength and had to slow down.
Meanwhile, Long Chen and the others had shook off some of them and walked to the middle of the long dragon.
Long Chen and the others felt nothing, and neither did the Dragonblood warriors. After all, they had been through many situations like this, and this little pressure meant nothing to them.
The disciples of the Xinghe Sect were equally outstanding. So far, no one had felt uncomfortable, but in Lingxiao Academy, some began to feel exhausted, gasping for breath and sweating.
On the other hand, the disciples of the War God Hall were all energetic and full of energy, showing no sign of any pressure.
"Pfft"
As Long Chen continued forward, someone nearby suddenly spat out blood. Clearly, that person's strength was average, but desperately charged forward to prove himself. In the chaos of his aura, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The moment the person spat blood, Long Chen's expression changed. He saw the blood fall onto the steps and mysteriously disappear, as if absorbed by some force.
When Long Chen looked up at the sky, he noticed that on the light screen, at some point, blood-red patterns had appeared.
"Could it be..."
Long Chen's eyes showed a trace of shock, and that sense of unease grew stronger and stronger.
"Brother, are you okay? If not, just rest for a bit. Don't push yourself too hard." Someone nearby kindly advised.
"Anyway, the Saint King Arena trial doesn't kill anyone, so I have to see where my potential lies." The man gritted his teeth and stood up again.
He took a deep breath, roared angrily, and charged forward fiercely, charging forward in one breathAfter climbing more than a dozen steps, a shocking scene unfolded.
"Boom!"
The man's body exploded with a thunderous crash, turning into a cloud of blood mist. The moment the mist erupted, it was absorbed by an invisible force and vanished, as if nothing had happened.
"This ..."
At this moment, countless people's expressions changed; they finally sensed something was wrong.