Immemorial City, Primordial Space. If Lu Yin's guess was right, this person should be an expert from the Primordial Space who had gone to Immemorial City, just like Ce Wangtian.
Trapped in the Ancestral World and bound by the endless nebula chains, Lu Yin unleashed his divine power in an attempt to break out of Prisoner's Ancestral World. But Prisoner raised his arms and tore apart the divine power with the chains of Sequence Particles. He grabbed Lu Yin's shoulder tightly and grinned, baring his front teeth. "Let us die together."
The entire space suddenly shrunk. It wasn't the real space, but rather Prisoner's Ancestral World. The chains shrunk to their limit, as if the entire space had been detonated, bringing with it a terrifying pressure.
Lu Yin was shocked and felt a chill run down his spine. If he could withstand this attack, he would not be far from death. This person actually wanted to die together with him.
Grabbing Prisoner's arm, Lu Yin exerted force, and with a crack, Prisoner's arm broke. However, Lu Yin used his chains to hold it together. Lu Yin kicked out, and the surrounding space collapsed as it shrunk to its limit. Lu Yin's entire body seemed to be compressed into a single point, and he could not help but bleed.
"Do you really want to die?" Lu Yin shouted.
Prisoner laughed. "This is my ultimate move, one of the 108 suicide techniques. How is it?
Strong enough, right? "
Lunatic. Lu Yin's gaze turned cold, and he waved his right hand again.
Again, he coughed up blood, and his arms drooped weakly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Yin retreated, only to discover that there was a real chain wrapped around his waist. This chain?
Prisoner looked up, and blood flowed from his mouth. He looked ferocious. "This is a concept battle technique. I won't let you go. Again, 108 suicide techniques. Have a taste."
He grabbed one end of the chain and charged at Lu Yin alone. Lu Yin saw a sword stabbing at him from behind, and its target was not only him, but also Prisoner.
This person clearly wanted to die together with Lu Yin.
Lu Yin had no choice but to use Setting Sun for the third time, causing the sword to fall while he rushed towards the astral door. However, he could not break free from the chain around his waist. Prisoner held on tightly. "Hehe, I said I wouldn't let you escape."
"Again, 108 suicide techniques."
This time, his Ancestral World appeared once more and shrunk rapidly. "Let's die together."
Lu Yin took a deep breath and looked around. "Even if this is a test, this person is already heavily injured. Don't you plan to act?
I failed. "
No one answered.
Prisoner's gaze looked crazed, but his eyes were extremely clear: "Examination?
So that's how it is. It's a pity that you don't understand me, but those old monsters behind you do. Do you think I'll die so easily? "
Lu Yin raised his brows. So that's how it was. It had been a fake. This guy had a way to survive even if they were to perish together.
"Hehe, kid, consider yourself unlucky to run into me. In the past, those who ran into me in the Chosen of Gods all died. Even if you don't die here, you'll still die in Immemorial City." The Ancestral World's pressure caused Lu Yin to cough up blood again.
"I am one of the Nine Mountains and Eight Seas of the Above Heaven Sect. Remember this!" Prisoner roared.
If he wasn't going to die, then things would be much easier. He raised a hand and summoned Canyang.
Prisoner's eyes widened. It was this move again. He didn't believe that he wouldn't be able to withstand it.
In the next moment, his body trembled, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. He looked in front of him in shock. This time, it was much fiercer than the previous two times.
Lu Yin gave Prisoner a deep look before turning to leave.
He didn't hold back when he used Setting Sun. Let's hope Prisoner doesn't die. You were the one who said that you wouldn't die.
One of the Nine Mountains and Eight Seas?
That was the era of the Above Heaven Sect.
Lu Yin passed through the Astral Gate and returned to the Third Region of Disaster. Behind him, the Astral Gate shattered.
His face was pale, and he coughed up blood. He knelt on one knee and panted heavily. It seemed like he was severely injured.
Di Qiong walked out with an ugly expression. "You failed?"
Lu Yin stood up with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He bowed. "I'm sorry, my lord. I failed."
Di Qiong squinted and glanced at the other Astral Gate. He then looked back at Lu Yin. "Who was your opponent?"
Lu Yin hadn't expected Di Qiong to not know. "Prisoner. I heard that he's from Immemorial City."
Di Qiong was shocked. "You actually ran into that lunatic. No wonder you failed."
Lu Yin looked at Di Qiong. "You know him?"
Di Qiong looked at Lu Yin. "You used Setting Sun?"
"Three times."
"You didn't have a chance to kill him?"
"He was looking for an opportunity to perish together with me. Although I used Setting Sun to its limit and severely injured him, I had a premonition that I still couldn't kill him. That's why I came back."
Di Qiong frowned. "You really can't kill him. Everyone in Immemorial City is crazy. He's one of the more difficult ones to kill. Even Di Xia can't kill him, let alone you."
"Forget it. Let's wait."
"Yes." Lu Yin didn't dare to leave. He stood there and waited for Di Xia with Di Qiong.
After a while, Di Qiong muttered to himself, "Five succeeded. Two died."
Lu Yin looked at Di Qiong's back. Five of them had succeeded and two of them had died. Including himself, there were eight participants who had come out with results.
He didn't know who the five who succeeded had killed. Were they from Immemorial City?
Or were they from Six Direction Sect?
Either way, they must be enemies of the Everlasting Tribe.
Another hour passed. Di Xia walked out of the Astral Gate. Behind him, the Astral Gate shattered.
Di Qiong looked at him.
Di Xia bowed respectfully. "Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you. I succeeded."
Di Qiong heaved a sigh of relief. "Well done."
Ye Bo had failed in the bet with Ruins. If Di Xia failed as well, Di Qiong could only pray that someone from Ruins' second zone would fail as well. At least they wouldn't lose the bet.
In fact, there were very few who could pass every Chosen One Battle. It was unlikely that both participants from the second zone would pass. No matter how powerful Ruins was, it was impossible for them to cultivate two experts who were close to the Three Prime and Six Boundless Tribe. However, it was safer for them to succeed than for them to fail.
Di Qiong also hoped that Di Xia would pass the test and become a substitute for the Three Prime and Six Boundless Tribe.
He had his own plans.
As for Lu Yin, he didn't blame him. Even if it wasn't Lu Yin, it wouldn't be a problem of failure. He would definitely die. Di Qiong was very sure of this.
Although Lu Yin failed, it was good enough that he came back alive.
The final results were out. Out of the twelve participants in the six zones, eight won and three died. Only Lu Yin failed and came back alive.
Lu Yin's heart sank when he heard that there were eight successful participants. This meant that eight of the Everlasting Tribe's enemies had died.
The Everlasting Tribe was too powerful.
There were a total of eight experts. Even if one or two of them passed the test in Immemorial City, they would be a great threat to the Six Direction Guild if they joined the first zone.
Lu Yin thought about it. Maybe it was a good choice to participate in the Immemorial City test and kill one or two of them.
How could he participate if he had already failed?
He glanced at Di Qiong and Di Xia. His heart skipped a beat. "My Lord, when is the next Chosen One Battle?
Hou?
I would like to represent the third zone in the battle. "
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward. He was three meters away from Di Xia.
Di Qiong said, "It will be a long time later. By then, you will be qualified to participate. Don't worry."
"Thank you, my Lord."
Lu Yin replied. At the same time, he merged into Di Xia's body. If it was the consciousness energy of the people in the Game of a Thousand Faces, Lu Yin would not dare to release it in front of Di Qiong. Although they were both consciousness energy, Lu Yin relied on the die's characteristic of Six Enhance. It was fundamentally different from the people in the Game of a Thousand Faces who used consciousness to control others. The die with Five Enhance could absorb the flames from the Book of Destiny and the lightning from the Thunder Lord. Lu Yin was confident that Di Qiong would not notice anything wrong with the die.
After merging into Di Xia's body, Lu Yin immediately self-destructed. He had merged into Di Xia's body once before, so he had some understanding of Di Xia's strength.
Pfft!
At the moment of self-destruction, Di Xia suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Di Qiong was shocked. "Di Xia, what happened?"
Lu Yin was shocked. "Di Xia?"
He had failed. Di Xia did not self-destruct. It was not that Lu Yin did not understand Di Xia's strength, but that he could not do it.
Just as he had guessed, some experts were immortal. Even if they wanted to die, it was not that easy. Lu Yin could kill Di Xia, but he could not do it in an instant. It was the same when he controlled Mu Ji. Whether it was divine energy or the Wood Spacetime Energy, he could not control others to commit suicide.
Di Xia lay on the ground, panting heavily. What happened?
Di Xia did not know. At that moment, the energy in his body was about to explode. It felt like he was going to self-destruct. But why did he self-destruct?
It was obvious that it was not under his control.
Cough!
Di Xia kept coughing up blood.
Di Qiong pressed his hand on Di Xia's shoulder. His eyes flickered, and his face turned pale. "How did you get injured?"
Di Xia said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know."
Di Qiong shouted, "Who is your opponent?"
"The Cicada Tribe."
Di Qiong's face turned pale. "Your strength has been manipulated. The Cicada Tribe has such an ability."
"This subordinate has, already, exterminated, the cicada race."
Di Qiong did not care about the Cicada Tribe. He was thinking about how to deal with the Chosen One Battle.
Di Xia's injury was inexplicable. It must have something to do with the Cicada Tribe. Regardless of how he got injured, what should he do in the Chosen One Battle?
Participating in the Chosen One Battle with such an injury was no longer a question of whether he could pass the test. It was a question of whether he could come back alive.
Even if there was no bet, Di Qiong did not want to lose Di Xia. Di Xia was too important in the Third Calamity Region.
Did he have to give up on the Chosen One Battle?
Di Qiong looked at Di Xia coughing up blood. The energy in his body was in a mess. It would be good if he could use half of his strength. Even Ye Bo could kill him now.
Wait, Ye Bo.
Di Qiong looked at Lu Yin.
Lu Yin felt Di Qiong's gaze and looked at him. "My Lord, with Di Xia's injury, if he participates in the Chosen One Battle …"
"I know. Ye Bo, how is your injury?"
Lu Yin replied, "My injury is not serious. I will be fine after a few days of rest."
Di Qiong looked at Lu Yin and then at Di Xia. "Ye Bo, you will take Di Xia's place in the Chosen One Battle."
Lu Yin was shocked. "Me?"
Di Qiong looked at Lu Yin. "Di Xia is not fit to participate in the Chosen One Battle. You will take his place."