Transmigration begins with archery training

"Furthermore, he will be accepted as a true disciple of the sect!"

As the saying goes, "A great reward will surely bring forth brave men," and this applies not only in the mortal world but also in the world of cultivation.

Only the monks knew.

This price is incredibly generous.

Its allure is enough to drive cultivators across the world mad.

This clearly shows that the ancestor was truly enraged.

He was determined to kill Gui Qi at all costs.

Kill this person who destroyed the ancestral lineage and severed the fate of millions of people—no, not just people, but all living beings.

"boom!"

One after another, figures soared into the sky, their magic dazzling and brilliant, like a fireworks display.

however……

No matter how many people rush in, there will only be one outcome.

It was pierced through by that silver dragon.

A rain of blood fell from the sky, still warm after it landed on the soldiers of Nanxu.

"This person!"

"It's probably already beyond the second realm of martial arts!"

"Entered the extremely rare third realm!"

"The third realm?"

"How can it be!"

The path of martial arts not only requires extremely high resources, but also has a limited future and an upper limit, making it impossible to achieve immortality or live as long as heaven and earth. This further contributes to the scarcity of martial arts practitioners.

But now.

Unless one has an extraordinary stroke of luck, how could an ordinary martial arts practitioner possibly cultivate to the third realm in a place like Dongsheng Shenzhou, a land devoid of spiritual energy and practically a plague?

It’s simply unbelievable!

If it truly is the third realm.

Even if they all rushed at him, they probably wouldn't be able to kill him.

"Senior Brother Hong Jun!"

"He is at the third level of martial arts!"

"What should we do?!"

"..."

After more than twenty cultivators died in succession, the remaining cultivators finally dared not go any further. However, because they dared not disobey orders, they gritted their teeth and did not flee.

They looked down in fear and unease.

I hope the person in charge of this sect mission can give me some ideas.

"Steep him out!"

Hong Jun could also see that Gui Qi was simply defying the heavens.

But he quickly made a judgment: "Take out all the talismans that the Venerable One gave you, then form an array and slowly wear him down!"

This person is, after all, just an ordinary mortal.

Moreover, our ancestor once said so.

Ghost Seven's lifespan is almost over!

The fight at the ends of the earth must have caused him some injuries.

Now he is probably someone who has exhausted all his energy and is nearing the end of his life.

If we trap it and use a large number of spirit stones to maintain the formation, we can wear it down to death sooner or later!

"Formation!"

"..."

The cultivators took out the talismans they were reluctant to use and formed an array according to the positions they had practiced beforehand. Finally, array flags were arranged in the air, and a large amount of spirit stones were injected with spiritual power.

"Buzz, rumble—"

The Luo Tian Grand Formation was activated.

The black-robed demon was trapped inside.

Spirit stones serve as a source of energy.

The formation continuously unleashed magical attacks, which were ineffective but effective at wearing down the opponent.

"Look at how flustered you all are."

Sun Xiangzong kept parrying the attacks, and sneered: "I originally just wanted to say a few words to you, but you insisted on coming up here to fight and kill, making it seem like I'm bloodthirsty!"

"Ghost Seven!"

"Om-"

All I could see was the southern sky.

A streak of light, like a star, flew from the ends of the earth and finally stopped in front of the demon.

among them.

The voice of that ancestor was uttered.

"Say!"

"Where are the other three ancestral veins?!"

"I can spare the lives of your blood relatives in the mortal realm!"

"..."

"The ancestor of the spiritual veins is not there."

Sun Xiangzong said coldly, "The ancestor of the evil lineage does have one advantage. Would you like to help him eliminate the ancient demon clan?"

"A malevolent vein..."

Amidst the flowing light, a cold snort rang out: "Stop beating around the bush. I'll ask you one last time: if you don't cooperate, I'll slaughter your entire bloodline. I mean what I say!"

"boom!"

Sun Xiangzong stopped arguing.

He suddenly raised his spear and thrust it forward.

With a single strike, the flowing light was shattered.

"Ghost Seven, you..."

The old man's words came to an abrupt halt before he could finish speaking.

"Listen up, you cultivators!"

Effective immediately!

"You shall never again enter the mortal realm or interfere in worldly affairs!"

"It's not too late to leave now!"

"Insanity!"

Hong Jun arrived on air: "A dying man, yet you dare to utter such nonsense!"

All that could be seen were layers upon layers of formations.

The demon lord Gui Qi slowly took out a talisman.

But it's his talisman.

It is completely different from what the monks use.

It is not a talisman.

It was a jade plaque.

To the cultivators present, it was impossible to discern what rank the talisman was or what its function was. They could only see that as a wisp of spiritual power was injected into it, waves of dense, compressed magical power rippled out from it.

It seems like...

Above this sky.

A vast blue ocean appeared out of nowhere, and then a tsunami suddenly erupted.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

The formation set up by hundreds of cultivators working together was shattered. They were horrified and scattered like startled birds.

After the blue light shot into the sky, it did not go straight into the heavens, but was blocked at a height of thousands of feet, as if a shield was blocking its way. This "shield" then appeared.

That is……

seal!

A seal left behind by an ancient powerful being, from who knows how many years ago!

Look around.

At the ends of the earth, a faint golden light shone.

Their world.

The entire Eastern Continent was enveloped in golden light.

Like an upside-down bowl, it separates them from the vast world.

However, this "big bowl" has become old over the years, so much so that dense, fine cracks have appeared at its edges. The teleportation array at the ends of the earth is located at the gaps where the cracks connect.

"Buzz, rumble—"

The jade talisman transformed into a shooting star and flew into the sky. Then, streaks of light flew out from it and landed precisely on the cracks in the seal, as if mending torn clothes. Where the streaks of light landed, the seal gradually recovered.

The ball of light carrying the voice of the ancestor reappeared.

"quick!"

"He's reinforcing the seal!"

"Stop him!"

"..."

Once the seal is reinforced...

Those who wish to descend to the mortal realm from the cultivation world would likely have to expend countless hours and effort!

"The Seven Demon Slayers!"

"Protect the clan's path to immortality!"

The price has been raised to another level.

But what I see before me...

That's not something low-level cultivators like them would dare to interfere with.

"How could you possibly reinforce the seal of an ancient powerful being?!"

"What exactly is that jade talisman?!"

"..."

Arabian Nights!

The cultivators simply couldn't fathom how deep the entanglements were.

soon.

The ancestor transmitted a message.

Hong Jun, acting on behalf of the patriarch, issued the order: "Since we cannot stop the seal from being reinforced, let's evacuate this place first!"

With over a hundred cultivators remaining in the mortal realm, they could take revenge on the Sun family and also search for other ancestral veins, giving their sects a head start and waiting for the day when a new world could be opened up again.