Whoosh, whoosh—
Just as Zhao San was fleeing, a group of martial artists pursued and soon surrounded him.
Looking at the five people in front of him, Zhao San clenched the mand token tightly in his hand. He still wanted to fight it out, to give up just like that was something he simply couldn’t do.
However, it was precisely his greed that ultimately led to his death at the hands of those five martial artists.
"’A man will die for money as a bird will die for food.’ You such a wretch care so much about your wealth; it’s a miracle you’ve lived until now,"
the five said indifferently before returning to their previous team.
It turned out that the two teams that had chased Zhao San and Li Diaode were actually from the same group.
Martial artists participating in the secret realm trial were now banding together for warmth, to prevent their mand tokens from being snatched away by teams stronger than theirs while also aiming to take tokens from weaker teams.
The battle had transformed from an initial survival skirmish into a team cooperative survival war.
On the other hand, Li Diaode, having encountered another team and finding himself with no other choices, could only shatter his teleportation jade slip.
...
At this moment, within a bamboo forest, Zhao Zhongchuan and Zhao Zhongtian, father and son, were gasping for breath, surrounded by a group of martial artists.
"You’ve got some nerve, daring to pursue us—do you know that the two of us are from the Formation Sect Outer Sect’s Zhao Family?"
Zhao Zhongtian was almost choking with fury.
"Zhao Family? What does it matter if you’re from the Zhao Family? Here in the secret realm, even if we kill you, the outside world won’t find out. Besides, in the Outer Sect, the Zhao Family isn’t the only power out there."
"However, since the two of you are from the Zhao Family, if you hand over your mand tokens, we might just let you off,"
said the martial artists surrounding Zhao Zhongtian and Zhao Zhongchuan, looking at them with unkind intentions and speaking coolly.
Meanwhile, in a valley, Qi Tianheng and Liang Shuo had healed their injuries and gathered quite a number of followers around them.
After forming a team, instead of immediately seeking revenge on Lin Chen and Xia Wanxin, they continually targeted teams with lower cultivation to loot their mand tokens.
Within the secret realm, Qin Kaifeng, Ouyang Xuan, and others were no longer acting alone.
After suffering a defeat at the hands of an alliance of ordinary martial artists and being pursued, these heavenly prides also started to band together, setting aside their pride.
Some teamed up with other heavenly prides, and some with ordinary martial artists.
Among these warming-gathering teams, one particularly stood out with martial artists who were all first-class madmen. They had one thing in mon: all of them had been duped by Lin Chen and had their treasures cleaned out by him.
So, they teamed up with the mon goal of finding Lin Chen and seizing the treasures on him.
And with the addition of the heavenly prides, some teams’ bat power surged instantly.
It went from them being pursued to them chasing after others.
After several more days of fighting, the number of martial artists in the secret realm decreased again, leaving only five thousand.
Lin Chen and Xia Wanxin, who had been in seclusion, healing and having breakthroughs in their cultivation for these ten days, were unaware of what was happening in the secret realm.
However, when a group of martial artists came up to them and unceremoniously demanded the mand tokens from Lin Chen and Xia Wanxin, Lin Chen still felt pletely baffled.
Then, Xia Wanxin, Lin Chen, and a young lady in purple clothes all struck at the same time. In less than the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, they had knocked down all the martial artists from that team and looted their mand tokens.
And besides that, Lin Chen also took all of their storage bags.
Watching all of their possessions being taken away, the people wanted to cry but had no tears. They finally realized they had inadvertently robbed a calamity star, truly courting death.
"Will you shatter the jade slip and leave on your own, or shall I help you?"
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