Nine Revolutions Star Transformation-Chapter 702 - 722: Elimination Begins
Upon hearing this, Chu Linfeng couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Isn't this similar to the time at the Celestial Dragon Academy? Back then, it was the Mist Forest, but now it's the Land of the Dead. He's confident he can easily collect a hundred wooden tokens here.
Now that he's learned the Five Elements Transformation, it's really too easy to ambush others after hiding his presence. Maybe he could even absorb some Ghost Qi or get some Nether Stones. Just thinking about it made him excited.
At this moment, a powerful tremor shook the sand, and a giant Stone Gate emerged from the sands. Chu Linfeng recognized it as the Teleportation Gate that person mentioned earlier. It was the largest Teleportation Gate he had ever seen.
"Everyone, enter in order. The City of the Undead inside is very dangerous. Though there are the Five Great Races inside, these people have lost their consciousness. If you encounter them, they will relentlessly chase you, so your only way to get rid of them is to kill them without hesitation. Because they might transform into someone dear to you, perhaps your parents, your lover, or your sibling!
In the process, these people might drop some peculiar items that will greatly help with the next round of elimination, so try to obtain them. Alright, future elites, strive for your dreams! You will be teleported back here when the time comes, so have no worries," the voice chimed in again.
With that, everyone entered the Teleportation Gate in order. Soon, all participants in the competition were teleported away. Meanwhile, two figures appeared in the air, both resembling middle-aged men, closely resembling the Human Race.
"City Lord, I wonder if this time we'll be surprised. I remember someone in the last elite disciples gathered over six hundred wooden tokens and more than three hundred Illusion Stones. Hopefully, this time they can surpass that!" one of the middle-aged men said.
"I think it will be difficult this time. I inspected their overall strength earlier, and the highest realm was merely at the Eighth Level of Saint Martial Realm. Last time, the one who was first had the Ninth Layer of Saint Martial Realm. We both understand the gap in strength between these two. Even ten experts at the Eighth Level of Saint Martial Realm might not be able to defeat a Ninth Level one.
Currently, during these troubled times, although our Ghost Race is the most powerful among the Five Races, we cannot underestimate the Nether and Human Races. After such a long peace, I believe war will erupt sooner or later. The Ghost King is currently in seclusion, so we must do our utmost to cultivate excellent talents. You will have to work hard this time," the other middle-aged man said.
This middle-aged man is, in fact, the City Lord of Wangtu City, now with the strength of the First Layer of Venerable Martial Realm. He has a thirst for talent and passionately nurtures those he favors. Within the Ghost Race, he is highly respected.
"City Lord, this is my duty. For the strength of our Ghost Race, I'd give my all, even unto death!" the middle-aged man said earnestly.
The middle-aged man was the one who spoke just now, also the commander of this competition. He is at the Ninth-Layer Peak of the Saint Martial Realm, ranking as the second best in Wangtu City, only after City Lord Wangtu.
At this moment, Chu Linfeng found himself teleported into a dense forest, surrounded by dozens of towering trees, all with red leaves looking quite beautiful. The undergrowth was also red, giving an indescribable aesthetic.
Using Divine Sense to survey the surroundings, Chu Linfeng found no movements within a radius of several hundred meters, and no other Ghost Race participants in the competition.
"Could it be? Is this Land of the Dead another bottomless place? With only half a month to get a hundred wooden tokens, it does seem a bit challenging," Chu Linfeng mumbled to himself.
"Lin Feng, this Land of the Dead is a famous place in the Netherworld, its danger level not a bit lower than the Divine Battlefield. You have to be on full alert; many beings here specialize in Illusion Art, be especially cautious," Sword Spirit chimed in.
Feeling a bit bored, Chu Linfeng seized the topic from Sword Spirit's words and asked, "What exactly is this City of the Undead? Why is it named after the undead—are there really many dead people here?"
"That's right. There are not only dead but also the living, and you might encounter people from the Five Great Races in here. The Land of the Dead is a special zone where many beings emerge from underground and appear as skeletons, which are quite formidable," Sword Spirit explained.
"Is this a special zone? Is it similar to the Mist Forest, created by someone with incredible power?" Lin Feng inquired, seeking understanding from Sword Spirit about things he couldn't grasp.
"That, I'm not certain about. But I can tell you for sure that this so-called Netherworld is merely a branch of the true Netherworld, and a very tiny one at that. The real Netherworld is vast beyond imagination; even with your current speed of Instant Teleportation, it would take you centuries to fly from one end to the other.
The real Netherworld Lord is not called that but the Netherworld King, whose strength is unimaginable. For now, don't overthink anything. Always be vigilant about your surroundings, as intruders might emerge from the ground to attack you at any time," Sword Spirit advised.
Lin Feng was a bit stunned by these words; the idea of flying for hundreds of years was staggering. The vastness of the Canglan Ancient Land was merely a tiny portion of the real Netherworld. He truly couldn't comprehend the nature of Sword Spirit's world, where everything seemed astounding.
Deciding to leave the forest first, Chu Linfeng hoped to encounter some Ghost Race participants and obtain wooden tokens by defeating them.
With that thought, he attempted to fly towards the sky, but to his surprise, found himself unable to. While his Chaotic Dragon Power could still circulate, he couldn't fly; however, he could still use Shift Form and Shadow, though not Instant Teleportation. This realization shocked Lin Feng.
The Land of the Dead was so immense; without flight, gathering a hundred wooden tokens seemed daunting. He anxiously asked Sword Spirit, "Sister Yue'Er, why can't we fly here? What's going on?"
"I forgot to mention earlier; the Land of the Dead actually allows flying, but you need a certain number of Illusion Stones. There's an invisible force preventing the use of the Power of Heaven and Earth here, but with enough Illusion Stones, you can sever this force. So, to achieve good results, you must first obtain Illusion Stones.
These stones can only be acquired from the beings or inhabitants of this Land of the Dead. Lin Feng, keep it up! I believe you can succeed!" Sword Spirit encouraged.
Rather than feeling amazed by the magic of this place anymore, Chu Linfeng continuously used Shift Form and Shadow. With each use, he could move nearly a hundred meters, somewhat similar to the speed of flying. Before long, he exited the forest onto a barren yellow earth.
Using Divine Sense to check nearby, he still didn't see any other Ghost Race participants but detected faint energy fluctuations not far away. "Could it be?" He wondered and quickly spoke up.
With a swift movement, he dashed towards the source of the energy fluctuations but stopped about ten meters away. Remembering Sword Spirit's warning of the ferocity of the inhabitants, he approached cautiously.
Having drawn the Cyan Frost Sword from his Storage Ring, he slowly moved closer to the energy source, only to suddenly feel the earth shake violently. A gigantic white skeletal frame of several meters rose from the ground.
This was the skeleton of a Nether Beast, devoid of any flesh, yet its eye sockets contained a glowing spot, giving off an eerie appearance, and the skeleton was surrounded by a type of energy Chu Linfeng had never encountered before.
A hoarse roar, like something from Hell, emerged from the skeletal creature, and Chu Linfeng couldn't fathom where the sound originated from. Despite being made entirely of bones, it could move, which was utterly abnormal.
Suddenly, the skeletal creature charged at Chu Linfeng, its bones expanding to resemble countless bone spikes while only the bones of its lower limbs remained steady. The whole occurrence was bafflingly strange and sudden; despite being on high alert, Chu Linfeng was caught off guard.
He instinctively leapt back quickly, narrowly escaping the bone spikes. "What the hell is this thing with a life and such peculiar attacks?" Chu Linfeng cursed in frustration.
"This is a Bone Spirit, part of the Ghost Race yet also a product of the Ghost Race, common in the Land of the Dead, and the weakest of attackers, with strength generally not surpassing the Saint Martial Realm. Given your Defense Power, it shouldn't hurt you. I don't understand why you're retreating," Sword Spirit said with a hint of disdain.
"How would I know it would appear suddenly? You said this place was extremely dangerous, so naturally, I need to be cautious. Better safe than sorry. If this thing is not formidable, I'll just kill it and see if it has any Illusion Stones," Chu Linfeng replied.
"Generally, these Bone Spirits don't have Illusion Stones, though a few might. That's just down to your luck," Sword Spirit explained.
Chu Linfeng chuckled, "I've always been lucky. Just wait and see!" With that, he quickly swung the Cyan Frost Sword, executing an Earth Slash, shattering the Bone Spirit's bones into pieces scattering all around.
Yet, Chu Linfeng noticed a small red stone falling from the Bone Spirit's head. "An Illusion Stone?" he wondered, feeling somewhat tense, quickly stepping forward to grab the red stone.
