The Devil's Tribulation

Shengyan Island in Nanzhou.

Pan Chengfeng, who had been greedy all the way, finally arrived at the temporary base of the Dongzhou monks under the guidance of the disciples of the Holy Flame Palace.

It is said to be a temporary base, but in fact it is just a few mountains without even a piece of tile to cover it.

The disciple of the Holy Flame Palace stopped at the peak and pointed, saying, "Dongzhou cultivators, before the competition begins, you will rest on the peak on the left. You are not allowed to damage the mountain, and you are not allowed to leave without permission."

Pan Chengfeng took a look and saw a row of five mountains. People began to enter the two on the left and the two on the right, but only the one in the middle had no cultivators entering.

The disciple of the Holy Flame Palace's words were more valuable than gold. He left after saying only these two sentences.

Pan Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the mountain and said, "How the hell is this a place to rest? It's so crowded you'll die!"

Although the mountain is not small, there are at least millions of monks from each state who come to participate in the competition. If they all squeeze in, won’t it be crowded?

But they arranged it this way, and also said that we can't leave without permission. This is Shengyan Island, the emperor's territory, who dares to disobey?

Of course Pan Chengfeng didn't dare to do that, so he had no choice but to follow everyone down the mountain.

As soon as he flew into the mountain, Pan Chengfeng began to hear a lot of complaints and quarrels, all because of fighting over space.

Although the three major sects in Dongzhou occupy a relatively large area, it is also very crowded. Even when meditating, people have to sit next to each other, let alone lying down.

The three major sects are in this situation, not to mention the small and medium-sized sects and families.

Pan Chengfeng felt unhappy when he thought of Xin'er having to squeeze in with a bunch of stinky men. He muttered, "What the hell, what kind of bullshit Holy Flame Palace is this? They're letting me rest in the wilderness? There's not even a place to meditate!"

Looking up at the largest mountain in the middle, Pan Chengfeng thought for a while, flew into the air, and found Xin'er with a sweep of his spiritual sense.

Xin'er was now suspended in mid-air, unable to find a place to rest. Just when she didn't know what to do, Pan Chengfeng arrived.

Xin'er said with embarrassment: "Chengfeng, this place is too small. I can't find a place to rest."

It wasn't just Xin'er. Many female monks stopped in mid-air and didn't dare to go down.

There were people huddled together below, all of them male monks, so it didn't matter if the male monks squeezed in a little, but if the female monks also went down to squeeze in, they would definitely be taken advantage of.

Pan Chengfeng said gloomily, "This is too much! Let's go! I'll find you a place to rest."

The two were about to leave when Ye Bufan, Li Ke, and the others followed. Seeing Pan Chengfeng pulling Xin'er away, Ye Bufan hurriedly asked, "Junior Brother Pan, the entire mountain is full of people. Where are you going to find a place to stay?"

Pan Chengfeng pursed his lips and said, "There's a mountain over there, no one there. Let's go there and rest."

Ye Bufan, Li Ke, and the others hurriedly reminded him, "Junior Brother Pan, don't act recklessly! That disciple from the Holy Flame Palace just now said, 'You are not allowed to leave without permission.' Have you forgotten?"

Pan Chengfeng snorted coldly and said, "We're just moving to a new mountain. We're not leaving yet, so what are you afraid of? Go back and call your fellow disciples. The three of us will go there to rest!"

As he spoke, Pan Chengfeng pulled Xin'er and flew towards the middle mountain.

Pan Chengfeng was the captain of this team, and all the disciples of the Yu Lei Sect had to listen to him. Seeing that Pan Chengfeng had gone, Ye Bufan and his companions had no choice but to go back and call the disciples to go together.

With the Thunder Control Sect taking the lead, the Ghost Control Sect and the Beast Control Sect also followed.

A few minutes later.

Pan Chengfeng brought Xin'er to the middle mountain. As soon as he arrived there, Pan Chengfeng became even angrier because he saw that there was a house on the mountain!

There were several other courtyards, all beautifully renovated. Pan Chengfeng scanned the area with his spiritual sense and discovered there were at least a hundred rooms!

Just when I was about to take Xin'er downstairs to find a room to rest, several beams of light flew over from the east.

Pan Chengfeng's eyes immediately turned cold, staring at the newcomer and saying, "I discovered this place first, you should go somewhere else."

"So it's the trash from Dongzhou!" A young man who looked to be in his twenties sneered, "You were the last-place rubbish last term, and you dare to shout like that! Take advantage of this young master's good mood and get out of here!"

Pan Chengfeng did not recognize the young man in front of him. He had met several famous geniuses on the mainland, but he didn't know which one this was.

Since he doesn’t know him, it is likely that he is not the genius that Pan Chengfeng needs to pay attention to.

Pan Chengfeng sneered, "Whose cat or dog are you? I didn't tie you up properly when I went out, and you ran away?!"

“How dare you!” Before the young man could say anything, several Void-Refining cultivators behind him were furious and scolded, “You brat! The young master is the legitimate son of the Sword Sect’s Grand Elder! The future heir to the Sword Sect!!”

Pan Chengfeng thought for a moment and remembered that the Sword Sect’s Grand Elder Lu Heming, who had reached the peak of the fusion realm, was a real powerful figure in the Sword Sect.

He has a son named Lu Renjia, who has reached the late Lianxu realm and is considered a genius in Nanzhou. However, to say that he is the future successor of the Sword Sect is bragging.

Pan Chengfeng, the son of the Sword Sect, knew that it was not the person in front of him.

Pan Chengfeng had already seen the information about these mainland geniuses. Lu Renjia did have some strength, but he was not on the list of people he needed to be careful of.

Pan Chengfeng pointed at the house below and said coldly: "I'll only say this once, I was here first. I'll give you three seconds. If you don't leave, you'll die!!"

Lu Renjia and the others felt a little uneasy when they were stared at by Pan Chengfeng. When they heard Pan Chengfeng start counting, cold sweat broke out on their bodies.

"One, two..." The magic power in Pan Chengfeng's body surged, and he was about to form a seal to attack, when more than a dozen beams of light flew out from behind Lu Renjia, and the one leading them was Nangong Tian.

When Lu Renjia saw Nangong Tian coming, he said with a happy face: "Brother Nangong, you've arrived just in time! Let's take care of this brat together!"

Nangong Tian ignored Lu Renjia and bowed slightly to Pan Chengfeng, saying, "Fellow Daoist Pan, are you also here looking for a place to stay?"

Then he glanced at Xin'er beside Pan Chengfeng, bowed politely and said, "This fairy must be the Beastmaster Sect's Saint, Liu Yuexin, Fairy Liu, right?"

Pan Chengfeng put Xin'er behind him and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Nangong, I was here first. You should find another place."

Nangong Tian smiled slightly and said, "I know the principle of first come, first served, but now is not the time to be particular about that."

After he finished speaking, tens of thousands of rays of light appeared behind Nangong Tian. It turned out that all the cultivators from the three major sects in Nanzhou had arrived.

Then, from the other side, more than 20,000 beams of light flew over, which were the three major sects in Xizhou.

However, the cultivators from Western Zhou stopped when they were five kilometers away from the cultivators from Nanzhou and Pan Chengfeng.

Because at this time, there were more than 20,000 people flying behind Pan Chengfeng, and they were the three major sects in Dongzhou.

The originally deserted mountain was suddenly surrounded by hundreds of thousands of cultivators. Among the cultivators from Xizhou, Su Miaomiao of the Hehuan Sect frowned slightly and whispered to everyone, "Everyone, move back!"

The monks from Western Continent, who were originally 5,000 meters away from the monks from the two southeastern states, quickly retreated another 5,000 meters.

Su Miaomiao's fellow disciples asked in confusion, "Big Sister, could they really start a fight? The competition hasn't even started yet."

Su Miaomiao said calmly: "From now on, the competition has begun!"