Immortal Reincarnation Tribulation

Chapter 328 The Group of Death

Du Fan patted his storage bag with one hand, took out a Ginseng Qi Pill and swallowed it. Then, he once again used his old trick of feigning one move while secretly moving another, and devoted most of his mind to cultivating the Concealing Spirit Technique.

Three days later, Du Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

"In three days, I have only completed about one-tenth of the cultivation. Of all the cultivation techniques I have mastered, apart from the Vajra Indestructible Body and the Undying and Indestructible Body, which require step-by-step cultivation, this is the most difficult to cultivate."

Du Fan felt quite frustrated. Just as he was hesitating whether to continue cultivating, the Ink Spirit Flying Boat suddenly trembled slightly, and then Liu Zhongtian's voice suddenly rang out, echoing throughout every part of the flying boat.

"We have arrived at the competition venue. Why haven't you all come out yet!"

Upon hearing this, Du Fan could no longer care about cultivating the secret technique and immediately got up and went outside the cabin.

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Half an hour later, Du Fan followed the group of cultivators from Crescent Island into the inner area. The seating arrangements for Crescent Island remained unchanged, still the same VIP area.

Du Fan glanced around and noticed that there were far fewer people inside than last time.

He guessed that after the first round of the competition, many cultivators from small and medium-sized islands were wiped out, so there was no need for cultivators from these islands to appear here. They could just come back for the final competition.

The first two rows of seats on that unusually conspicuous special grandstand high in the sky were now completely empty.

Those Nascent Soul stage experts from the three main islands will probably only appear once at the opening ceremony to make an appearance, and then show their faces again at the closing ceremony. That would be giving these people a huge favor.

How could someone like them possibly waste their precious time on the Qi Refining stage cultivator competition?

Another hour passed, and all the cultivators who needed to participate in the second round of the competition had arrived.

"quiet!"

Lin Musen, the guardian of Fallen Leaf Island, stood up and coughed, immediately silencing the slightly noisy inner area.

"Next, Mr. Lin will briefly explain the rules of the second round of the competition."

This round of competition is divided into two parts. The first part is simple: cultivators who made it into the top 100 in the first round of the competition will fight in pairs, and the winners will be among the top 50 in this competition.

The specific details of the first half of the competition will be arranged by the hall master of Fallen Leaf Island after you enter the venue.

The cultivators who win the first half can return to the VIP seats to rest. After everyone has finished their battles, the second half will begin with the competition for the top twenty. Further details regarding the second half will be announced later.

"Alright, those cultivators who made it into the top 100 in the first round of the competition may now enter!" After saying this, Lin Musen ignored the competition and returned to his seat, whispering something to another Golden Core cultivator beside him.

"Du Fan, Zhou Dahai, you two should also enter the arena. Be careful during the fight. If you encounter an opponent you cannot defeat, even if you lose, we will not blame you. Just do your best." The middle-aged man surnamed Liu spoke calmly, his tone amiable, without uttering any threats.

"Yes, this junior will follow Protector Liu's teachings!"

Du Fan and his companion immediately stood up, responded with utmost respect, and bowed to the four Golden Core protectors of Crescent Island before their expressions hardened and they stepped into the room, heading straight for the arena.

At this moment, a row of Foundation Establishment Hall Masters had already taken their places in the arena. These people were first verifying the identities of the cultivators participating in the second round of the competition to prevent the occurrence of "gunmen" or similar incidents.

"You are... Ah! I remember now, you are the one who cheated in the first round of the competition, Du Fan from Crescent Island!" When it was Du Fan's turn, the Foundation Establishment Hall Master in charge of the inspection was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Ahem, this junior is Du Fan from Crescent Island. Greetings, senior!" Du Fan coughed lightly, somewhat embarrassed.

"I have a deep impression of you. There's no need to verify your identity. Take this token and go to Arena Number Five. The other hall masters there will arrange things for you."

The Foundation Establishment Hall Master didn't intend to make things difficult for Du Fan. With a flick of his sleeve, a beam of azure light shot out, transforming into a cyan wooden plaque that hovered in front of Du Fan.

Du Fan scanned the wooden plaque with his divine sense and found that it was about the size of a palm. The front was engraved with three leaves and surrounded by shimmering runes, while the back had a number. As for the meaning of this number, it was probably similar to a number.

Du Fan grabbed the wooden sign, clasped his hands in thanks, and then walked toward arena number five.

"This junior is..."

After Du Fan arrived near the fifth arena, he bowed to the Foundation Establishment Hall Master who was already standing there. Just as he was about to introduce himself, the other party unexpectedly waved his hand at him and said:

"Du Fan from Crescent Island, right? No need for introductions, I remember you. Just hand me the sign and you can wait over there."

Du Fan was somewhat speechless, but he still presented the wooden plaque he had just received with both hands.

Then he turned his gaze and found that there were already five people standing at the edge of the arena.

He swept his divine sense over these people, and the result was that they were all cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining stage, and they were all at the peak, only one step away from stepping into the Foundation Establishment stage.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and go over there!" The Foundation Establishment Hall Master was a little impatient. Suddenly, his face turned cold, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes, this junior will go right away." Du Fan's heart tightened, and without hesitation, he immediately moved his feet and strode towards where the five people were.

In the next quarter of an hour, three more people arrived one after another. At this time, there were already nine cultivators on the No. 5 arena where Du Fan was located, one person short of the full capacity.

Du Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Among the eight cultivators standing beside him, there were none of the fifteen people that Protector Zi Yan had mentioned. After calculating the probability in his mind, he felt that he was too lucky.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look around again, but when his gaze fell on the second arena, he was somewhat surprised. Of the fifteen people Zi Yan mentioned, that arena actually occupied four spots.

"The group of death!" This thought involuntarily popped into Du Fan's mind.

Just then, Du Fan's expression suddenly changed, and his gaze shifted to a familiar face who was slowly walking towards the fifth arena. The moment he saw this person, his heart tightened, and he knew something was wrong.

This person was none other than Liao Mingyu, whom Du Fan had once encountered and fought once in the Temple of Returning to Roots!

"So it's Junior Nephew Liao. I must congratulate you in advance." Upon seeing the newcomer, the Foundation Establishment Hall Master, who was in charge of managing Arena No. 5, immediately abandoned his previous indifference, becoming gentle and polite, with a smile on his face, as if he were facing someone of the same level.

"Uncle-Master Wang, what makes you say that?" Liao Mingyu smiled slightly and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Hehe, among these people in arena number five, let alone anyone who can rival you, there isn't even anyone who can withstand ten of your moves. Of course, I must congratulate Junior Nephew Liao on his successful advancement," Uncle Wang chuckled and said.

"Uncle-Master Wang, you flatter me. You may not know this, but among these fellow Daoists, there are many hidden talents. Don't underestimate them." As Liao Mingyu spoke, he glanced at Du Fan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Oh? There's such a thing! Junior Nephew Liao, you mean..." Uncle Wang noticed Liao Mingyu's gaze, and after a moment's thought, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Uncle-Master Wang, since it's a battle, it's more interesting if the two sides are evenly matched, don't you think?" Liao Mingyu said with a smile and a wink.

Although Liao Mingyu's voice was not loud, his words were clearly heard by the other nine cultivators on the fifth arena. Except for Du Fan, the other eight people looked at each other, puzzled, while Du Fan's expression turned somewhat ugly.

"Haha, what Junior Nephew Liao says makes sense. I know what to do. You go and wait over there for a moment. The competition should start soon." Uncle Wang laughed and immediately understood.

In the eyes of this Uncle Wang, the other nine cultivators were certainly no match for this Junior Nephew Liao. Liao Mingyu's purpose in doing so was probably to teach Du Fan of Crescent Island a lesson or even kill him on the arena because he had some grudge against him.

Uncle Wang would naturally not refuse such a small favor that could also do the other party a favor.

"Liao Mingyu is a person with exceptional talent. Advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage will be no problem for him, and he may even reach the Core Formation stage."

Most importantly, his identity is simply too astonishing. If I can do him a favor here, it will be a good connection for me, and this connection will surely be significant! Suddenly, a strange light flashed in Uncle Wang's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Du, it seems we are quite destined to meet again. I didn't expect to see you again so soon." Liao Mingyu came to Du Fan's side and said with a smile.

"Yes, it's quite a coincidence. I hope Fellow Daoist Liao will show mercy later," Du Fan forced a smile and said in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist Du is too modest. I, Liao, have no confidence whatsoever in my ability to defeat you. By the way, did your plans go smoothly at the Temple of Returning Leaves the other day?" Liao Mingyu first waved his hand noncommittally, then lowered his voice and asked.

"Fellow Daoist Liao misunderstands. I have no guts to plot anything at the Fallen Leaves Return to Roots place."

As you saw that day, my friend wanted to get some holy water, and I was just helping out in small ways. Please don't spread rumors about this, Fellow Daoist Liao." Du Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly tried to distance himself from the matter.