Lu Yin looked at the city in the distance. "It means that an extremely strong person was killed in that city."
"One of the Nine Sages of Reincarnation Spacetime died in that city," Zhi Bing said with his hands behind his back.
Everyone was shocked. They did not know.
Even Mu Mu did not know. She had only guessed it based on the city's strange shape. She did not expect to be right. She also did not expect that one of the Nine Sages of Reincarnation Spacetime was buried in this city.
Jiang Xiaodao's jaw dropped. "This is a city?"
Zhi Bing was amused. "You're not too stupid."
Xu Yue was curious. "Hey, Jiang Xiaodao, what's going on?"
Jiang Xiaodao's expression turned ugly. "A long time ago, Reincarnation Spacetime first came into contact with the Lost Clan. Both sides fought. Reincarnation Spacetime sent out five of the Nine Sages, and one of them died here. Because of this, the Lost Clan was accepted into the Six Direction Association."
Lu Yin looked at the city in the distance. The establishment of the Six Direction Association was not smooth, and there were wars.
Wen Sansi said, "So, the Three Venerables and Nine Sages existed before the establishment of the Six Direction Association?"
"The Three Venerables and Nine Sages …" Jiang Xiaodao was about to answer when he suddenly realized that it was Wen Sansi who asked this question. "It's none of your business."
Wen Sansi did not care.
The city was very lively. In Zhi Bing's words, this city had an epoch-making significance to the Lost Clan.
Of course, Jiang Xiaodao rolled his eyes in response.
This looked like a city, but there were other cities outside it. A huge city lay across the starry sky. Although it was not comparable to a star, it was huge enough to accommodate billions of people.
Through Xu Ji, Mu Mu, and the others, as well as the memories of some people that Lu Yin had absorbed, he knew that the Lost Clan did not have a large population. Most of them were from the outer realm. The Lost Clan was xenophobic and did not allow outsiders to enter the core area.
Moreover, the Lost Clan did not allow outsiders to marry as they wanted to maintain the purity of the clan's bloodline.
Jiang Xiaodao sneered again.
When they came to the city, they heard many people talking about the Upper Three Sections. Among them, the older generation experts would go to the core area of the Lost Clan to participate in the Upper Three Sections. There was no age limit for this festival, and everyone could participate.
Of course, there were also people who had scruples. After all, exchanging cards was not very respectful to the Lost Clan. Previously, Jiang Xiaodao had only said that the card was not good, which had caused Zhi Xiao to be dissatisfied. If they went to exchange cards, it was very likely that the older generation of the Lost Clan would be displeased.
Everyone had their own ideas.
Lu Yin's group also attracted quite a bit of attention. Xu Ji, Mu Mu, and Luo Zang were all absolute geniuses of their own parallel universes, and they often appeared in the ears of others. Lu Yin was no exception. He had captured spies and traversed multiple parallel universes to carry out his mission, which made the name Xuan Qi resound like thunder.
"Didn't you say that not many people from outside the domain have cards?
Why are there so many? "Wen Sansi was puzzled.
Xu Yue said, "They were accumulated over the years. Since the Lost Clan is one of the Six Direction Associations, it is impossible for them to be isolated. They also need to communicate with the outside world, especially in the Endless Battlefield. The Lost Clan is not invincible. The friendships formed on the battlefield, the transactions, and so on, have been accumulated over the years. It's just that we don't usually see these people together."
Wen Sansi smiled at Xu Yue. "Thank you."
"Xiao Yue, don't tell him." Jiang Xiaodao stopped her.
Wen Sansi did not mind and looked around.
Everyone had planned to split up after entering the city, but they were attracted by the noise at the city gate and gathered there.
At the city gate, a sign was erected high. On it were the words "Those who look at me are cowards."
A muscular man was sitting under the sign. He stepped on the chair and crazily swept up the food on the table. He did not have any table manners.
There were discussions all around.
There were curses and insults, but no one went forward.
The muscular man glanced around while eating. The contempt in his eyes was quite obvious, which made people angrier.
"This bastard has been here for a few days. The moment he arrived, he put up a sign and provoked others. He's asking for a beating."
"Did anyone go up and fight him?"
"He doesn't fight. He just arm wrestles. If he loses, he's a coward. If he wins, he'll give you anything you want."
"Bullsh * t. If I want to become an extremely powerful expert, will he help me?"
"Brother, you're quite talkative. Do you want to go up and give it a try?"
"No hurry. Let me ask first. Has anyone challenged him?"
"Yes."
"The result?"
"His arm was crushed."
"So exaggerated?"
"Not a single one was left out. All of them were crushed."
That person immediately stepped back and lowered his head.
The muscular man was disdainful. He kicked the sign high and spat. "A bunch of trash. If you don't dare to go up, then get lost. Don't disturb me when I'm eating."
Outside the crowd, Lu Yin and the others saw it.
Jiang Xiaodao's face twitched. "This foodie is here too?
He came faster than me. "
"You know him?" Xu Yue was curious.
Jiang Xiaodao rolled his eyes. "The Little Food Saint."
"He's the Little Food Saint?
That foodie? "Xu Yue was surprised.
Mu Mu was also surprised. "He's the Little Food Saint?"
Lu Yin looked at the muscular man. The Little Food Saint?
It reminded him of the Culinary God of the Starry Sky Tree.
There were three Saints in the Reincarnation Universe, and one of them was the Culinary God. The Culinary God had a son called the Little Food Saint. He did not expect to see him here.
The muscular man quickly finished the food in front of him. He grabbed the table and opened his mouth. He suddenly looked at Lu Yin and the others. "Jiang Xiaodao, you coward. Do you think I can't see you hiding behind?" As he spoke, he slammed the table over.
Jiang Xiaodao was furious. "Foodie, you're the coward." As he spoke, he smashed the table into pieces.
The muscular man laughed wildly. "I thought a trip to the Six Direction Training Hall would help you improve, but you're still so sissy. Ptui."
Jiang Xiaodao's eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to go up and beat this bastard up, but he held himself back. He couldn't win, he couldn't win at all. He was now a Level Two Celestial, but this glutton was a Level Four Celestial.
This foodie was older than him by a few decades, but in their minds, they were of the same generation.
Jiang Xiaodao panted heavily. "Foodie, just you wait. I'll beat you to death sooner or later."
The muscular man was disdainful. "Sissy."
As he spoke, he looked at Lu Yin, Xu Ji, and the others. "Sissy will always stay with sissy. Men should be lonely. A bunch of sissy. Ptui."
Lu Yin raised his brows. This guy was very jumpy.
Xu Ji frowned.
Wen Sansi's smile disappeared.
Luo Cang was still smiling.
Xu Yue walked out, but Xu Ji pulled her back. "Let me." As he spoke, he walked towards the muscular man.
The muscular man's eyes lit up. "Xiao Bai Face, I've seen you before. You're a genius from the Void God Universe. But you can't do it. Go home and play with your children. Haha."
Xu Ji was calm. "Arm wrestling?"
The muscular man sat down. In the void, the astral source was like a mirror. He placed his arm on the astral source and shouted, "Come."
Xu Ji did not stand on ceremony. He reached out and shook the muscular man's hand.
"Xiao Bai Face, you'll regret this." The muscular man grinned.
Xu Ji's gaze was cold. "I hope your strength is worthy of your arrogance."
"Ha, I suddenly find you pleasing to the eye. Come." With a loud shout, the muscular man exerted his strength.
The void trembled, and visible ripples spread out, pushing the surrounding people away.
Lu Yin and the others stepped forward to watch the competition.
They did not know how strong the muscular man was, but Xu Ji's strength should not be weak. He was not weak, but he had not used his full strength when fighting Ling Gong. In terms of realm and Void God power, he far surpassed Ling Gong. In particular, his Void God power was the Heavenly Martial Stone Disc, which was infinitely magnified. If he did not have some strength, how could he fight?
Xu Yue was very confident in Xu Ji.
But the result shocked everyone.
Three breaths. In just three breaths, Xu Ji had been defeated. There was no suspense.
Xu Ji's eyes flashed as he looked at his crushed arm. He had been defeated so quickly?
Jiang Xiaodao was helpless. He was not surprised. In terms of strength, none of the Three Venerables or Nine Saints could defeat the Food Saint. Among his peers, no one could defeat this foodie. When he first met Shao Zun, he had said that he could not win in terms of strength.
Xu Ji let go, and his arm felt weak.
The muscular man praised him. "Xiao Bai Face, you're not bad. You can last three breaths without your arm being crushed. That's rare. You're much stronger than that sissy Jiang Xiaodao. Not bad."
Xu Ji stood up and looked deeply at the muscular man. "Thank you, Little Food Saint."
The muscular man laughed. "Xu Ji, right? I approve of you." Then, he looked at the others. "Is there anyone else who dares to step forward?"
Jiang Xiaodao nudged Wen Sansi. "Aren't you going to try?"
Wen Sansi was calm. "I'm a scholar."
The muscular man sneered. "Coward."
Wen Sansi stared at the muscular man. "Your brain is better than your strength."
The muscular man glared at him. "Then try to beat me with your brain. I'll use my strength. You can do whatever you want."
Without hesitation, Wen Sansi sat down opposite the muscular man. "I can do whatever I want?"
The muscular man sneered. "Whatever. Play however you want."
Wen Sansi reached out and shook the muscular man's hand. He frowned. He glanced at Lu Yin. He had only experienced this feeling of helplessness in the face of strength from Lu Yin.
Right, Lu Yin was also a monster of strength.
"Let's begin," the muscular man shouted.
Wen Sansi's gaze turned cold. Ancient golden characters flowed out from his arm and wrapped around the muscular man's wrist. This was the Literary Prison.
Wen Sansi used the Literary Prison to bind the muscular man's wrist, causing it to remain in this space. If the muscular man wanted to leave this space, he would have to shatter the Literary Prison.
This meant that the muscular man not only had to surpass Wen Sansi in terms of strength, but he also had to break the Literary Prison with his strength alone.
The Literary Prison was Wen Sansi's greatest strength when he became one of the Ten Arbiters. Before the Star Tower contest, Wen Sansi had not even revealed his other strength. Just this Literary Prison alone was enough to secure his position as one of the Ten Arbiters.
As Wen Sansi became an Emissary, his Literary Prison would only become stronger. Furthermore, it was not the Wen family's Literary Prison, but a strengthened sevenfold Literary Prison from the Memory Sage Academy in the Starry Sky Trees. This was the power of the Progenitor of Wen.
The Literary Prison wrapped around the muscular man's wrist as if he was wearing a golden bracelet.
The muscular man frowned. "It's just a decoration. Ugly."
As he spoke, he suddenly exerted force. In an instant, Wen Sansi's eyes narrowed as his wrist was pressed down. He was unable to resist the Literary Prison. In terms of strength, he was far from being a match for the Little Carnivore Saint.
However, the Little Carnivore Saint's wrist suddenly stopped as well. He was trapped by the Literary Prison and could not move.
Jiang Xiaodao was excited. "Ha, foodie, you can't win. This guy can't beat you, and you can't beat him either. Haha."