After the third match, the competition paused. Everyone rested for a while. Wang Can and I talked about the previous match.
Since I was frightened by the Heavenly Master of Chen Province's summoning claws, I asked Wang Can about the Zhuyou Technique from Chen Province.
Just like me, Officer Wang didn't know much about the Zhu You Technique. However, he told me that his father had told him about the Zhu You Technique. It seemed to have something to do with witchcraft. The technique was very powerful, but it took a long time to cast it.
Normally, when fighting against a Heavenly Master of Chen Province, one had to attack first. As long as one kept suppressing the opponent so that he couldn't use the Zhuyou Technique, one could win.
The Heavenly Master from Tiger Creek Blessed Land didn't know much about the Zhuyou Technique, and he didn't have enough fighting experience. In fact, there wasn't a big gap between their strengths.
I nodded. I didn't need Wang Can to tell me the weakness of the Zhuyou Technique.
However, I was more interested in the fact that the Zhuyou Technique had something to do with witchcraft Qi.
It was the first time I had heard that witchcraft Qi was related to other techniques in the Metaphysics world.
Wang Can didn't know the relationship between the two, but I kept it in mind. I planned to study the Zhuyou Technique when I had time in the future.
The first round of the competition was already halfway through. Due to the order of the competition, the strongest and weakest groups of people had already finished competing. The remaining six grotto-heavens and forty-two blessed lands were very close in strength.
After a short break, the competition continued.
At the beginning of the fourth match, I saw someone I knew.
The Maoshan Blessed Land, the leader of the seventy-two Blessed Lands, had sent three people, and Xu Kun was one of them.
More importantly, Xu Kun was standing in the area where the Heavenly Masters were fighting. It meant that he had condensed his seal and become a Heavenly Master!
Although the Maoshan Blessed Land was only one of the seventy-two Blessed Lands, it had a long history, and its strength wasn't ordinary. The fact that it had sent Xu Kun to fight against the Heavenly Masters proved that he was an expert at the Heavenly Master Realm.
I had seen Xu Kun fight against Han Wennan in the Metaphysics Society. Han Wennan defeated him with one palm strike. That was why I didn't have a deep impression of Xu Kun. I didn't expect that Xu Kun would become a Heavenly Master when we met again today.
Even he could become a Heavenly Master. If Han Wennan was still alive, she would definitely be stronger than him … What a pity!
To this day, I still don't understand why Han Wennan would enter the Blood Sacrifice Well with his talent and status.
He was different from Lu Zhenyang. Lu Zhenyang's cultivation had been crippled by me and he had no choice but to risk his life. Han Wennan, on the other hand, was the leader of the younger generation in the metaphysics world in every aspect. There was no need for him to take such a risk.
But then again, given Han Wennan's character, he definitely wouldn't stop because of fear when he decided to enter the Blood Sacrifice Well. Otherwise, he wouldn't be Han Wennan.
While I was thinking, the battle on the stage had already begun. My gaze naturally landed on Xu Kun.
The one fighting against Maoshan Blessed Land was Mount Gezao Blessed Land, ranked 36th among the 72 Blessed Lands.
The Blessed Land of Mount Gezao was not very famous, but it was where the Dao altar of the Numinous Treasure Sect was located.
The Lingbao Sect, also known as the Gezao Sect and the Ge Family Sect, was founded by Ge Xuan of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Different from the other schools of Daoism, the Lingbao Sect advocated doing good while seeking the path of immortality.
Therefore, Ge Xuan and his grandson, Ge Hong, had been studying pill cauldron incantations and plant incantations.
While refining pills, they also practiced medicine to save the world.
Both of them had written various pill scriptures and medical scriptures, and were quite famous in the secular world.
With such a long history, the strength of the Blessed Land of Mount Gezao was naturally not to be underestimated. Even the Maoshan Blessed Land, which was known as the "Shangqing Sect Altar" and the "Number One Blessed Land", would not have an easy time winning.
This was indeed the case. As soon as Xu Kun came up, he was attacked.
The Heavenly Master of Seal sent by the Blessed Land of Mount Gezao was a young Daoist wearing a Daoist robe and holding a horsetail whisk. The Daoist looked young and had a faint smile on his face. As soon as he came up to the stage, he first cupped his hands and bowed.
From the looks of it, it didn't look like a battle, but like he was meeting a friend.
Xu Kun's expression was cold, but when he saw the other party bow, he didn't know how to respond. He was stunned for a moment before returning the bow with a cold expression.
The smile on the young Daoist's face became even more warm. He stretched out his hand and took out a fist-sized purple pill from somewhere. He held it in his hand and placed it on his chest. He said to Xu Kun, "Although my Lingbao Sect advocates refining pills to save the world, we also dabble in the art of talismans.
Among the three mountains of Daoism, talismans, and talismans, your sect and our Lingbao Sect are both among them … Since we have this friendship, let's not fight to the death.
Fellow Daoist, please look at my purple pill. This pill is not a medicinal pill, but a battle pill.
It contains the power of tribulation thunder. After it is used, ordinary Heavenly Master Yang God may not be able to deal with it. Also, because the power of tribulation thunder is too strong, I can't control it as I wish. To avoid accidental injury, fellow Daoist, you might as well admit defeat. "
There seemed to be a hint of mockery in his words, but his expression was extremely sincere, as if he was thinking for Xu Kun.
Xu Kun was a young man, so he couldn't be provoked by words. When he heard this, he immediately became angry and squeezed out a sentence from the corner of his mouth. "We'll only know who will lose after we fight. Your tone is a little too arrogant!"
After saying this, he put his right index and middle fingers together and took out a silver talisman. After making a sign, he threw it directly at the other party.
The young Daoist from Mount Gezao hurriedly waved his hand. As he retreated, he said loudly, "Fellow Daoist, don't be impulsive. The power of this tribulation pill is too great. I really can't control it … How about this, I …"
Before he could finish speaking, the silver talisman that Xu Kun threw had already arrived in front of him. In an instant, like a whale swallowing, it sucked in all the surrounding Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth. It turned into a shocking giant blade and slashed at the young Daoist.
Seeing that the giant blade was about to hit him, the Daoist casually swung the horsetail whisk in his right hand. The white whisk at the end of the whisk instantly became extremely long and wrapped around the giant blade. It shook left and right twice, and the giant blade trembled. In a flash, it dissipated and once again turned into Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth.
After doing all this, the young Daoist continued speaking. "… I'll throw the tribulation pill to the side. After it is detonated, how about you judge its power yourself?"
Then, he didn't wait for Xu Kun's response and directly threw the giant purple pill to the side of the arena.
Before it hit the ground, the purple pill shattered. Then, an inexplicable pressure appeared in the surroundings. Although I was far away from it, I still felt my heart palpitate. It was as if I had seen lightning flashing in the sky on a rainy night when I was young. I couldn't help but raise my head to look at the sky.
It was a sunny day, and a purple lightning snake suddenly appeared in the sky. One end connected to the sky, and the other end reached the arena in the blink of an eye, striking the place where the purple pill had just shattered.
The ground of the arena didn't shatter, and it didn't even make a sound. However, when the purple lightning flashed, everyone in the audience felt as if their hearts had been struck. They felt a sharp pain, and their breathing stopped for a moment.
After a long time, I suddenly recovered. I took a deep breath and looked at the young Heavenly Master from Mount Gezao in the arena.
This purple lightning … I don't know how many times he can use it. If he can use it more than three times, I won't be his opponent!
I was just shocked. Xu Kun, who was standing in the arena, was even closer to the purple lightning. At that moment, his face was completely lifeless.
After a full minute, his entire body trembled, and a line of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the place where the purple pill had shattered with fear. He cupped his hands and bowed to the young Heavenly Master from Mount Gezao. He said in a muffled voice, "I admit defeat!"
He couldn't not admit defeat. The young Heavenly Master from Mount Gezao hadn't spoken nonsense. The purple lightning really did have the power to fight against Yang Shen Celestial Master.
After he admitted defeat, the other matches gradually came to an end. Other than this match, Mount Gezao had also won the match in the Glorious Consciousness realm. Although Mao Mountain Blessed Land had won the match against Yang Shen Celestial Master, in the end, they had lost the first round of the competition with only one win and two losses.
This result surprised everyone.
Mao Mountain was the rumored location of the "Shangqing Sect." After losing this match, even if they won all the additional matches, they could only be ranked in the middle of the seventy-two Blessed Lands.
Xu Kun's face darkened, and the other people from Mao Mountain Blessed Land looked even worse.
Officer Wang suddenly sighed and said, "Mao Mountain Blessed Land wouldn't have lost. They have a deep foundation, and their strength is ranked in the top of the thirty-six Small Paradises.
They probably didn't take the first round seriously, and the strength of the people they sent was only average.
No one had expected that Mount Gezao, which had always stood aloof from worldly affairs, would suddenly show its fangs and claws … "
I was also puzzled.
Everyone in the metaphysics world knew about Mao Mountain's prestige. They had thousands of years of history, so they shouldn't be this weak.
After listening to Officer Wang's explanation, I finally felt relieved.
In the end, it was because they had underestimated their enemy. Among the Blessed Lands, any family had a history of thousands of years. Although some families had always stood aloof from worldly affairs, it didn't mean that they didn't have strength.
Even a lion had to use all its strength to catch a rabbit. Once they underestimated their enemy, even the powerful Mao Mountain Blessed Land would fail miserably.
The fourth round of the competition came to an end. Apart from Mao Mountain Blessed Land, the other top-ranked Blessed Lands had also encountered fierce battles, but they all won in the end and successfully advanced to the next round.
After the fourth round, all the thirty-six Small Paradises had finished their competition. The remaining twenty-eight families belonged to the seventy-two Blessed Lands.
They were ranked from fifth to thirty-second.
For convenience's sake, all twenty-eight families entered the next round, and the last fourteen places to advance to the next round began to compete.
After the last twenty-eight families entered the arena, I raised my head and saw four familiar faces.
These families included Lu Liang Blessed Land, Golden Court Mountain Blessed Land, and Spiritual Mountain Blessed Land.
The Glory of Knowledge realm fighter sent by Lu Liang Blessed Land was Lin Xue.
Although she had been an elder in the Yin Corpse Sect, she had relied on Purple Chen Zombie's cultivation base. She was only at the Glory of Knowledge realm.
The Glory of Knowledge realm fighter sent by Golden Court Mountain Blessed Land was Chen Yadong, who had fought against me in the Metaphysics Society.
After sweeping a glance at the two of them, I focused my attention on the Blessed Land of the Spiritual Mountain.