Chapter 142: Blood Sea

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The battle between the flying sword man and Zhou Chen continued for a few minutes.

Or rather, Zhou Chen had been attacked unilaterally for several minutes.

Because the other party was standing on the flying sword, not only could he fly nimbly in the air, it was very difficult for Zhou Chen to touch him while standing on the ground. Moreover, he could easily form an ice sword with just a casual flick of his finger.

Fortunately, Zhou Chen’s body was very tough, his perception strong, and his reaction speed fast, allowing him to use his fists that were harder than steel to defend against the flying swords’ attacks.

Zhou Chen did nothing while being attacked. He was testing the limits of the flying sword man’s speed. He did not use Windrun and only relied on running to get close to the other party. This could fool the other party into thinking that this was the limit of his speed and that he could not touch him.

Finally, Zhou Chen roughly understood his opponent’s speed. Then, when he was about to close in on his opponent, he suddenly used the Windrun skill, and even used the short floating movement skill to charge towards the man in the sky!

The flying sword man clearly did not expect this sudden increase in speed and flying ability. He was just about to form a hand seal to speed up his retreat when he was hit by a stream of flames.

Then, in the next moment, the man disappeared like an illusion. An ancient book fell from the sky, and a white door appeared in the air.

“That’s it? I didn’t manage to kill him, he only suffered moderate injuries at most. Can we pass the test as long as we hit him?”

Zhou Chen felt that this was the only way to make sense of it, because he could tell that the flying sword man had been casually attacking the entire time and had not used much strength at all. If he had used his full strength, it might have been too much for Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen walked across the snow and picked up the book.

[Ice Spirit Sword Art

Type: Mid-grade cultivation technique

This is an ice elemental sword art. It is suitable to be used in cold places. Its offensive ability is high and is very flexible in its usage. When you are initiated into it, you can refine the Vital Ice Spirit Sword. At partial mastery, you can reach the level of a Martial Dao Master. At full mastery, you can reach the level of a Martial Dao Grandmaster.]

“It’s really a cultivation technique. Although it’s only middle-grade, it’s better than the Azure Corpse Sutra.”

Zhou Chen felt that his luck was not bad. He had actually directly obtained a middle-grade sword art. Although this sword art was not very good, it was stronger than the Green Corpse Sutra.

After putting the sword art book in his inventory, Zhou Chen walked into the white door.

This time, Zhou Chen did not arrive at any special small world. Instead, he felt like he had returned to the starting place, the White Jade Capital.

Because the scene around him was similar to when he first entered. He was in a white hall that was filled with fog. The doors on the four walls were tightly closed. There were three people other than him in the hall.

One of the three had a sword strapped on his back and looked cold. One seemed to be a monk with a bald head and dressed in monk robes. The last was a graceful young woman with a veil over her face.

“Another one is here so quickly? Looks like everyone will be here soon,” When Zhou Chen appeared, the young woman in the veil laughed softly.

The swordsman ignored her and only glanced coldly at Zhou Chen. The bald young monk looked at Zhou Chen with a smile and slowly approached him.

“Benefactor, this little monk is Ji Yuan of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple. May I ask which sect you are from?”

“I am Li Xing, from the System Sect,” Zhou Chen also replied with a smile.

“I see. I didn’t expect you to be a disciple of the System Sect. I’ve heard a lot about it.” After hearing Zhou Chen’s reply, the monk looked as if he had seen an expert, as if he had heard of the System Sect.

“This…” Zhou Chen was instantly speechless because the System Sect was completely fabricated by him. How could the monk have heard of it?

After the two of them finished talking, Zhou Chen sensed that another person had appeared in the hall. He turned around and saw a tall and thin young man in a green Taoist robe.

“Please start the Immortal Palace’s trial!”

The moment the Taoist-robed young man appeared, the swordsman, who had been emitting a cold aura, suddenly shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the hall that was filled with fog.

“Why are you in such a hurry? We haven’t even gotten to know each other yet!” The veiled woman complained.

“Woman! Cut the crap!”

Who knew that the swordsman had a bad temper. He stared at the veiled woman with a pair of cold eyes, as if he could kill her at any moment.

“Ah! I’m so afraid! You guys from the Immortal Slaying Sect are really…”

Before she could finish speaking, a cold light flashed in front of her. However, this cold light was intercepted by a pair of palms that were emitting golden light. The person who intercepted it was the young monk who had spoken to Zhou Chen just now.

“Benefactors, since everyone is gathered in the White Jade Capital, it is fate. It’s best not to fight and kill each other,” After the monk blocked the sword ray, he tried to mediate the dispute.

“You baldy, are you trying to get involved in my business?” The young man’s expression turned colder when he saw that his attack had been easily blocked by the monk. He immediately stared at the monk and the woman with a threatening gaze.

“No, no, no. I don’t have the courage…” The monk immediately admitted defeat, but the smile on his face remained. He did not look afraid at all.

At this moment, a door beside them began to open automatically, revealing a vast expanse of white light.

The five of them immediately ended the conversation and quickly walked in.

Zhou Chen entered second last, with the last being the young man in the Taoist robe. As soon as he stepped through the door, he found that he was above a sea of blood and was falling.

Zhou Chen immediately activated the Windrun skill, greatly slowing down his descent.

“Benefactors, this should be the Blood Sea trial. Everyone, please stand beside me. Don’t rashly touch the blood.”

As the young monk spoke, his body emitted a golden light that formed a ball of light that floated above the Blood Sea. The veiled woman immediately flew into his golden barrier for protection.

Zhou Chen thought for a moment and felt that it was better not to take the risk to test if his shield and body could endure the sea of blood below. He directly used the floating movement ability of the Windrun skill and also entered the monk’s golden barrier.

The remaining two did not accept the monk’s protection.. The swordsman was standing on his flying sword, while the airflow around the Taoist-robed young man was surging, as if he was using some wind-riding spell.