Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 115 - 115 111 One Against a Hundred Seeking recommendation tickets and rewards thank you

115: Chapter 111: One Against a Hundred (Seeking recommendation tickets and rewards, thank you.) 115: Chapter 111: One Against a Hundred (Seeking recommendation tickets and rewards, thank you.) A random divine light enveloped Ye Tian and others, and in an instant, they found themselves in a desolate, icy wilderness.

“Trialists, please take note.

This is a Purgatory Level trial.

Passing it will make you a core disciple of the Supreme Mysterious Sect!”

“No one has passed this trial in tens of thousands of years.

I wish you all safety!”

“You now have ten minutes to adjust yourselves.

Use this time wisely, for what awaits you is despair!”

The majestic voice of the Secret Realm echoed in everyone’s ears.

“Purgatory Level?”

“No one has passed in tens of thousands of years??”

“Supreme Mysterious Sect???”

Everyone present looked at each other with confusion, but soon their breathing became rapid with excitement.

“Young Master, this might be a super sect from the Heavenly Realm, the benefits of joining are limitless!”

The person behind Huang Shaotian spoke to him excitedly.

“Of course I know, it’s been a long time since anyone from the Upper-class Plane ascended to the Heavenly Realm.

If I become a core disciple of the Supreme Mysterious Sect, our Yellow Sky Continent could dominate the surrounding planes.”

Huang Shaotian spoke with a face full of longing.

Unfortunately, they guessed wrong about one thing: the Supreme Mysterious Sect was not a super sect of the Heavenly Realm, because even an outer disciple of the Supreme Mysterious Sect could easily destroy the Heavenly Realm, making it vanish into the boundless Star River.

“Young Master, this trial is definitely not simple.

That Ye Tian from before, I think he might have a secret treasure.

Otherwise, with his talent, he couldn’t possibly master the Space Law.”

“If you mastered the Space Law, never mind lasting three hours, even a whole day and night wouldn’t be a problem.”

A man with a sharp, monkey-like face pointed towards Ye Tian and said.

“Alright, I also have my sights set on that Vermilion Bird Heart Sutra of Nangong Meng.”

“But I will wait for the opportune moment.”

“You’re planning to…”

Huang Shaotian sneered coldly.

“Hey, you must be Ye Tian, right?

The Secret Realm Spirit asked us to work together.

How about sharing that Space Secret Treasure you have?”

Someone shouted loudly.

Ye Tian looked at him coldly and said, “Secret Treasure???”

“Even if I had one, I wouldn’t give it to you.

Say one more word and I’ll kill you with a single strike!!”

“Everyone, look!

He’s deliberately trying to condemn us.

What should we do?”

“If you don’t hand it over, you’re isolating yourself from us!”

“In a moment, you five group together.”

The person continued shouting.

Ye Tian looked silently at the cultivators, shaking his head.

“Don’t say that, Brother Ye might have his difficulties.

Let me talk to him!!”

Huang Shaotian pretended to be very kind and walked over to hug Ye Tian.

“Don’t touch me!!!”

Ye Tian gently raised his sword, pressing it against Huang Shaotian’s chest, as if ready to pierce through at any moment.

“Don’t be shameless.

I will definitely take your Space Secret Treasure and the Vermilion Bird Heart Sutra.”

“Listen up, I can share the Vermilion Bird Heart Sutra with you, but you need to help me eliminate these five people!!”

Huang Shaotian finally revealed his true colors, turning away and shouting furiously.

“Ye Tian, this…

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.”

Nangong Meng walked to his side, looking guilty.

“No more talking, all of you attack together.

I’m worried you’ll backstab us later!!”

Ye Tian suddenly emitted waves of icy coldness, and a sharp aura burst forth.

“He’s challenging us one hundred or so people alone, hahahah!!!”

“Such a despicable request could only be made by an ignorant low-class native.

Let’s grant his wish!!”

Huang Shaotian laughed heartily, almost to the point of tears.

“I’ll give you three seconds, use your full strength!!!”

“Three!!”

As soon as Ye Tian counted the first number, the people from the Yellow Sky Continent, along with those from other continents, unleashed their full power in attack.

The power of over a hundred people’s attacks caused the ground to heave with surging air waves, ice and snow splattered, and dust filled the sky.

The terrifying Sword Qi carved a trench several tens of meters long into the earth.

Nangong Meng and others beside him stood stunned, their faces blank with shock.

The surreal scene before them had already surpassed their understanding of normalcy; it was too terrifying.

As Nangong Meng wept in self-blame for Ye Tian’s death, she wanted to rush over to find his body.

Huang Shaotian and others sneered coldly, “As expected, a native, so pathetic and weak!!”

But those around them looked at him with disdain, though without any guilt in their hearts, for in the Martial Arts World, strength is respected, and treasures belong to the strong.

But when the dust settled, people could hardly believe their eyes, for they saw a human figure.

“You slashed at me once, now I return the favor.”

With his long sword pointing towards the sky, Heaven and Earth trembled.

A sharp Sword Qi began to solidify, and Huang Shaotian and others could feel an overwhelming pressure.

This strike would be unimaginably terrifying.

As Huang Shaotian and others looked at him in utter horror, the long sword descended, its light covering the sky, slashing down mercilessly.

The imposing figure slowly walked out, with an endless, violent aura continuously surging from him.

His white robes fluttered, his black hair flowed, and his eyes, like stars, were filled with a cold purpose.

“Too weak, not worth mentioning!!”

Ye Tian looked at the fallen Huang Shaotian and others, their white clothes stained red, in complete disarray, but still clinging to life.

Originally, Ye Tian intended to finish them off completely, but the Secret Realm Spirit secretly warned him not to kill, or else the difficulty of the Purgatory Trial would increase tenfold.

Huang Shaotian raised his head to look at Ye Tian, meeting his domineering, unparalleled gaze, and involuntarily lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact.

For the first time, he felt utterly powerless, utterly desperate.

Himself hailed as the strongest Heavenly Pride on the Yellow Sky Continent, turned out to be this weak.

Ye Tian, holding his sword, with his imposing aura, stood quietly in place, as if he were the only one existing between Heaven and Earth, inspiring awe.

Nangong Meng and the other three were all stunned.

Was this still human, or a monster!!

“The ten minutes are up!”

“Let!”

“The!!”

“Trial!!!!!!!

Begin!!!!!!!!!!”

(That was just an appetizer, the real challenge is yet to come.)