Chapter 1612 - The Great Slaughter (2)
"Hmm?"
Inside the gigantic blood coloured passage, Tang Huan suddenly stopped in her tracks, and frowned: "Seventeenth stage?"
Ten ters ahead from the left, a powerful aura was rapidly approaching. If Tang Huan's judgent was not wrong, that aura should be that of a death spirit at the seventeenth step.
Amongst all the creatures participating in the "Royal Spirit Ceremony", those with strength of this level were few and far in between. He did not expect that one of them would appear in the vicinity so quickly.
Even though Tang Huan was unafraid of such an opponent, she did not plan to fight with him right now.
After all, with Tang Huan's current state, even if she defeated the undead spirit at the seventeenth stage, the amount of damage she would suffer would not be small.
What Tang Huan needed to do now was to kill as many opponents as possible with the fastest speed possible. When the ti limit was down, it would not be too late to find a rank 17 undead and try his hand.
"Whoosh!"
With a thought, Tang Huan suddenly increased her speed.
In a split-second, Tang Huan had already traveled a hundred ters and turned into a path that was slowly closing.
At almost the sa ti, tens of ters behind Tang Huan, a new tunnel connected to the one he was in just now, and a tall black figure appeared. Between her palms, a blood colored aura swam around like a spirit serpent, and a shocking aura surged out.
With so suspicion, he looked towards where Tang Huan had disappeared to. The Death Spirit was floating forward, its speed was extrely fast, in less than half a blink of an eye, it had already appeared outside the fork in the road. Two eyes that seed substantial were looking towards the depths of the fork, within his line of sight, a figure was quickly fading away.
"You're lucky this ti!"
The dead spirit let out a cold snort and didn't chase into the path. It wasn't that it didn't want to follow them, but that the path had closed completely, as if it had never appeared before.
After entering the path, Tang Huan did not stop, and continued to fly along the passage.
"Slash …"
After a mont, a smile appeared in Tang Huan's eyes, she did not stop walking, but the blade in her hand had already struck forward. A sound that was as loud as silk burst out, and in an instant, a gigantic blood red blade beam tore through the air, bringing along an incomparably ferocious storm of Strength Qi, as it flew dozens of tres away.
Almost at the sa ti, a white shadow appeared out of nowhere, without even knowing the surrounding situation, that blood-red saber light had already arrived like a thunderbolt, slicing apart his body like a knife cutting through tofu.
It was a white-clothed male transford from a nether beast. Before the remaining shock on his face could disappear, his two clumps of body had already been grinded into fine powder from the Strength Qi.
"Chi!"
The mont a ray of red Qi entered the jade tablet at's waist, he passed through the Strength Qi without stopping, and continued to rush forward as fast as lightning. From the ti he attacked to the ti he killed his opponent to the ti he passed through the passageway, it had not even taken a single breath.
The fifth, the sixth … The tenth …
Twentieth!
Fifty!
Within this blood colored illusion, Tang Huan was unstoppable, and the number of opponents she killed beca more and more …
… ….
"Sixty-three!"
At the north side of the plaza, the Death Spirit Prince couldn't help but exclaim, "Jiu Ling, your servant is really sothing. It had only been half an hour or so, but he had already killed over 60 opponents. At this rate, he could reach 100 in an hour! "
"It's really not bad." Jiu Ling said with a smile.
"As long as he doesn't et those experts of the 17th step, he'll definitely be able to pass through the second round and beco the new prince." The Death Spirit Prince laughed.
"Hopefully."
Jiu Ling nodded, her mind completely relaxed.
She was originally worried that Tang Huan was not a match for those 17th stage undead, even if she was not defeated, it would probably be a fierce battle. But now, she realized that her worries were completely unnecessary. There were several tis when she was about to encounter those rank 17 undeads, but she just happened to be wrong.
Others might think that Tang Huan's luck was extrely good, which was why she was able to dodge powerful opponents ti and ti again. However, she knew in his heart that it was definitely because Tang Huan had already sensed the existence of his opponents, so she was able to avoid direct confrontation with them.
"Did I hear it right? That fellow is a servant of Nine Spirits?"
"That little girl Nine Spirits, last ti, he obtained a license to participate in the 'Royal Spirit Ceremony' at such a low level of cultivation. How could his servants have such strength?"
"As long as he is not eliminated, he will definitely be one of the top ten new princes!"
"Damn, his killing speed is much faster than those guys at the 17th step."
"..."
There were quite a few princes on the seats that noticed the strange phenona occurring within the "Divine Dark Illusion Formation", and their murmurs rose and fell one after another.
Around the plaza, a large number of gazes also landed on Tang Huan.
Although they could not see his experience within the illusion, they could imagine him slaughtering the world within the illusion. After all, the image of the Blood Red Odor escaping from the bodies of other creatures and rging into the jade dallion at his waist appeared too often, it was hard for them to not pay attention as they watched from the surroundings.
Several experts of the 17th step had already killed more than 50 people, but he had already surpassed 60.
This gap was not small! They did not hear what Jiu Ling and the princes said at the northern part of the plaza. They were all guessing Tang Huan's identity.
At this mont, within the illusion, Tang Huan's path forward was finally blocked.
Twenty ters in front of him, a beautiful, picturesque woman appeared. Her figure was not only tall, but she was also extrely enchanting, with a slim waist that looked like it could be held by a hand, but her chest was astonishingly plump. She wore a fiery-red robe, and the aura exuding from her body was filled with a deathly stillness.
Compared to the countless dead spirits in this "Nether Death Realm," her current situation was completely out of place.
Tang Huan had long sensed her existence, but had only thought that he was a creature ford from a nether beast. Furthermore, judging from her aura, she was only at the thirteenth level of cultivation.
After the conclusion of the first round of selection, Tang Huan thought that those who remained would be at the fourteenth stage. However, since the plaza was extrely wide, it was normal that he did not investigate it carefully and did not discover anything. Although Tang Huan was quite surprised by her appearance, he did not pay too much attention to her.
This "Royal Spirit Ceremony" was indeed where so fellows were able to obtain permission to participate even if their cultivation had not reached the required level.
Just like the nine spirits, she had only now reached the sa level as the fourteen undeads.
When she participated in the "Royal Spirit Ceremony", she was only at the first step. However, at that ti, her strength had already completely surpassed that of the fourteenth step, so she made an exception to participate in the ceremony. The 13th level female was transford from a nether beast, and just like the nine spirits, she made an exception and obtained the qualifications to participate.
The mont the red-clothed female appeared, just like before, Tang Huan unhesitatingly slashed her blade.
However, the result made Tang Huan extrely surprised, as she actually accepted it!
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