Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

The mist surged and a second person came out.

Chu Yang walked up to Ren Yi and bowed.

Ren Yi raised his eyebrows. Since Chu Yang recovered, not only his cultivation level has improved rapidly.

Also, because he has one more magic vein than others, he can learn various martial arts with ease.

His temperament has also become much calmer.

Such a good seedling was almost buried because of Feng Chengliujun's selfish thoughts.

Ren Yi did not ask about Feng Chengliu Jun's whereabouts. When Chu Yang wanted to tell her, he would definitely tell her.

"Little Lamb, that's great." Ren Yi asked with a smile, "You got rid of your fear so quickly?"

Hearing the random praise, the corners of Chu Yang's mouth curled up fiercely.

“My fantasy is a vast white space with no destination, no exit, and no future.”

"Just like...my old self, confused and muddled, but now in my heart..."

Chu Yang looked at Ren Yi and said solemnly:

"I have now found the path I want to take. The illusion can no longer trap me."

Ren Yi nodded with satisfaction, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of another person walking out of the thick fog.

It was Wuya’s aunt—E Xun Ziwu.

Ziwu was less frightened and more calm than when he was rescued from Heijian by Ren Yi.

It seems that with the company of her family these days, she has recovered well.

Seeing Ren Yi, Zi Wu's eyes suddenly lit up.

"See Saint."

Ren saw that she had a wound on her right hand and asked, "Did you do it?"

Zi Wu said calmly: "Well, there are eighteen black swords in the illusion, I couldn't help it."

Now Ziwu held up the black sword with a calm look in his eyes.

It was just that the smiles of those eighteen black swords were so vulgar that she couldn't help herself.

The fourth one to come out was Ye Bing.

This was her third time entering the illusion, and her immunity to it increased dramatically.

After her came Venerable Viper and Wanniang.

Wanniang was so tired that she was out of breath. Venerable ...

"I was teleported to a battlefield, with corpses everywhere."

Wan Niang described the illusion she had just seen, "It thought I would be afraid? That was the battlefield where I had always dreamed of attaining enlightenment! I killed, killed, killed, chopped, chopped, it was so cool!"

Baichuan Menghu and Kuangjian walked out together.

Both of them looked pale.

"What did you see that scared you so much?"

Baichuan Menghu: "So many... so many bugs... so densely packed..."

Crazy Sword: "Cancan ran away with someone, and no matter how much I begged him, he wouldn't turn back..."

The corner of Ren Yi's mouth twitched. The Mad Sword was barely a problem, but what about the Baichuan Menghu?

Are bugs worth being afraid of?

Until the sun set, everyone was waiting for Zharshi.

He still didn't come out, only his intermittent screams echoed inside.

I went back and took a nap. When I went back the next day, Zharshi was still calling.

Just when Ren Yi was about to go back to take a nap, the fog dissipated instantly.

Zarshi fell to the ground with a thud and looked around with joy.

"I, I'm out?? Hahaha, I'm out!"

Tiezhu, whose body was covered in bruises and whose hair was messy like a chicken coop, also walked out with huge dark circles under his eyes.

Ren Yi frowned and asked him, "What is his vision?"

Tiezhu looked at Ren Yi suspiciously and said in a frighteningly loud voice:

"W-what? I-I can't hear you!"

Any: “…………”

Ye Bing walked forward and gave Tiezhu an injection in the ear.

Tiezhu covered his ears and squatted down.

"Master, he has been shouting for two days and two nights, but he is not crazy yet. I am going crazy!"

Zarshi got up from the ground, shaking with fear.

"There are so many skinny monsters, all wanting to eat me!"

Ye Bing stretched out his hand and felt Zarshi's pulse. "Saintess, he was frightened for two days and two nights, and he kept shouting for two days and two nights. Not only was his soul not damaged at all, his cultivation even improved a little bit."

Ren Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at Zar Shi. After such a great shock, he recovered instantly.

In other words, he is not only thick-skinned, but also heartless.

Wouldn't it be cool if this were used in a martial arts competition to lure others into the iron pillar's trap?

Zarshi felt frightened by the arbitrary gaze and swallowed hard.

Why did he have the illusion that he was being stared at by a wild beast?

After finishing the first round of training, Ren Yi gave them special targeted training.

Everyone has to stay in their own room and train for three days.

After preparing everything, I took some time to go back to Bixiao Mountain.

Yun An and Yu Bai cleaned up the courtyard on Bixiao Mountain where the Emperor of Heaven used to live.

The environment here is quiet and peaceful, with abundant spiritual energy, making it very suitable for cultivation.

Yun An looked at Ren Yi, who was about to speak but hesitated. Finally, he couldn't help but said, "Tian Zun, the young emperor arranged for you to participate in the Heavenly Demon Martial Competition."

Ren Yi smiled and said, "This is a good thing. I also want to contribute to the glory of the Celestial Clan."

"To participate in the Heavenly Demon Martial Arts Competition, in addition to requiring a cultivation base below the sixth level, the age limit is also within 100 years old."

"Among the elders of the Yunhai Council, you are the only one who is not old enough."

If Xiaoyao Tianzun went, he would be the only elder in charge of the deliberations.

This has put Xiaoyao in the spotlight, and people who don't know the truth will definitely question Xiaoyao's strength and qualifications.

They would even try to trip her up during martial arts competitions.

This in itself is a kind of contempt.

When Ren Yi heard this, his eyes lit up.

Yu Bai looked at Random's expression.

"Aren't you worried that they will gang up on you?"

"It doesn't matter whether I'm bullied or not." Ren Yi smiled faintly, "What's important is the excitement."