Divine Seal: Six Paths of Reincarnation, I am the Crown-Rank Assassin

Chapter 78 Dream Gem, the Only Seventh Tier
Chen Ying'er summons the Mirror Treasure Pig.

It devoured a sixth-tier magic crystal, and a sudden magical wind arose.

The Mirror God Pig transformed into a bloodthirsty berserker. Even though the opponent was a fifth-tier, level eight mage, he was powerless to resist the sudden attack of the sixth-tier bloodthirsty berserker and lost the match.

Yan Qianqiu had already considered that his partners were strong enough to occupy multiple spots.

After all, there are no more than twenty spirit furnaces in the Dream Paradise. It would be useless for others to go in; on the contrary, they might just lose their lives in the hands of the demons.

"Yan Qianqiu versus Sima Xian!"

Unexpectedly, he was the first to appear in the team. The young man plucked the soft little hand of his daughter, and with a flap of his wings, he flipped onto the stage.

Sima Xian strode into the arena, his imposing figure clad in half-body armor, carrying an enormous metal sphere in his hand.

"Hehe, it's just the two of us again." He chuckled, rubbing his bald head. "By the way, aren't you planning to wear any gear?"

“No need,” Yan Qianqiu said.

"Both parties exchanged names and professions."

The referee asked questions as usual, so that the venue could be arranged before the match started.

"assassin."

"priest."

"In a match between an assassin and a priest, the distance between them is..."

The referee belatedly looked at Sima Xian, his face full of surprise, and said, "How could you possibly be a priest?"

Sima Xian painstakingly explained it again.

The referee read out, his face filled with shock.
"The two sides should stand fifty meters apart; the match begins!"

Yan Qianqiu stretched and looked at his opponent with great interest.

A massive three-meter-long chain connects to a huge metal ball with a diameter of one meter, which the man wields in his hand.

A terrifying howl erupted.

The sight sent chills down the spines of the onlookers, who couldn't help but question, "Is that a priest?"

The metal sphere emitted a dazzling light.

The man brandished the Light Power Pill, covering fifty meters in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!!"

The enormous metal ball slammed into Yan Qianqiu, the sound echoing throughout the training ground.

The metal ball was lifted high by the reaction force.

The boy's feet, however, remained firmly planted on the ground, like sturdy pine trees.

Seeing this, the referee's expression was priceless. "Is this an assassin??"

Yan Qianqiu let out a breath, feeling that the pressure from the back massage was still a bit weak.

So he encouraged them, "Good, keep going!"

"I only used half the force."

Sima Xian stubbornly insisted.

He brandished the metal ball, and the Light Power Pill created afterimages in the air before slamming it into Yan Qianqiu's chest once more.

"Oh!"

It remained completely still.

The man looked at his Light Power Pill with suspicion, muttering to himself, "The power is fine."

Even a fifth-tier berserker would be shattered to pieces by his attack.

But why isn't that guy reacting at all? What's going on?

rest area.

Ling Xiao covered her forehead, looking at Ying Suifeng with a suspicious expression.

"What's going on with Shadow? Is your Assassin's Temple now training heavily armored assassins?"

How is external spiritual power cultivated?

Ying Suifeng waved his hand dismissively, and said sarcastically,
"You priests in the temple can use a hammer as a weapon, so why do we assassins have to be fragile?"

On the competition stage,

Sima Xian, refusing to believe in superstition, frantically smashed the Light Power Pill.

He swung the metal ball until it was smoking, but seeing the boy's satisfied expression, he felt a pang of unease.

He looked at the boy's crotch.

With a quick dart of its eyes, the metal ball subtly changed its trajectory.

"That bastard?"

Yan Qianqiu cursed under his breath, and seeing that things were not going well, he leaped forward and kicked the metal ball away.

The metal ball was attached to the man's arm, and he was sent flying backward off the stage at a terrifying speed, crashing heavily into the wall.

The audience followed their gaze, and a human-shaped crater was clearly visible. "How could a single kick produce such power?"

"How much external spiritual energy is there? I feel like that assassin is obviously a Tyrannosaurus Rex?"

"Be confident and take the feeling out of it."

Players' area
Upon witnessing what had just happened, Cai'er abruptly stood up, her gaze icy as she stared at Sima Xian, her dark killing intent almost tangible.

The man, enveloped in murderous intent, felt a chill run through him and instinctively shivered.

"wanna die?"

Sima Xian heard a clear female voice explode in his ear.

It felt like a shadowy dagger was pressed against my throat.

He instinctively reached out to touch it, but did not find the dagger.

Sima Xian twisted his neck, thinking it was a hallucination, but the pain was barely perceptible.

He reached out to touch it again, and a scarlet bloodstain appeared before his eyes, extremely glaring.

The referee declared Yan Qianqiu the winner.

The boy returned to the players' area.

The competition proceeded quickly, and the battle for the ten spots had already been decided, with the Yanqianqiu team securing four of them.

Liu Xian was eliminated by Long Haochen.

Bai Xiaomo was eliminated by Florence.

On stage,

Ling Xiao cleared her throat, "Yan Qianqiu, Cai'er, and Long Haochen, come up on stage. I have a special reward for you."

Yan Qianqiu and Cai'er heard the pastor and the temple master call their names.
The two walked forward.

The old man looked at them and handed them three white beads, saying, "I hope you will find something in Dream Paradise."

Yan Qianqiu reached out and took it.
As the crystal-clear, milky-white bead fell into his hand, he quickly sensed that it emanated a spatial aura and rippled with white light.

"Thank you, senior."

The three of them saluted together.

The others looked at them with envy in their eyes.

"Their team has taken up four spots, that's incredible."

"Have you inquired which demon-hunting group they belong to?"

“I know, they are the 63rd Demon Hunter Team, which was promoted to the Commander level a month ago, and that young man is their team leader.”

Those who were eliminated have all left.

Ten outstanding demon hunters were patiently waiting in the lounge.

Ling Xiao turned around, her face serious.

"The spirit furnaces produced in Dream Paradise are all top-quality, and there are even unknown spirit furnaces."

"Theoretically, it can be charged arbitrarily."

"But the more spirit furnaces you collect, the more intense the test will become."

They listened attentively to the secrets of the dream paradise.

I know that this matter presents both danger and opportunity.

"The beads I just gave you three are called Dream Gems. If you encounter an insurmountable crisis, you can use Dream Gems to return to Zhennan Pass."

Yan Qianqiu and Cai'er exchanged a glance, knowing that this was a telepathic message sent to them.

The boy recalled the development of the original storyline.
Humans and demons each have ten slots, and the demons' representatives are all direct descendants of the demon god and possess the Crown of Inheritance.

If the goal of others is the Spirit Furnace.

What I want is even more!

"You must remember that the amount of spiritual power you use in Dream Paradise must not exceed ten thousand." The old man looked at Yan Qianqiu.

The boy was the only one among the ten to reach the seventh rank.

Due to the limitations of Dream Paradise, the selection process is limited to those within the sixth tier.

But Yan Qianqiu is simply too young.

The temple would not allow him to miss the opportunity to obtain the Spirit Furnace.

“I understand.” Yan Qianqiu nodded.

In a dreamlike paradise,
The external spiritual energy used for offense cannot exceed 10,000, but there is no limit to physical defense.

However, even an eighth-level expert doesn't have ten thousand external spiritual power.

"Rest for a day, see you at Zhennanguan tomorrow morning," Ling Xiao said in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over them.

(End of this chapter)