Capítulo 1602: Chapter 1596: Let Give It a Try (First Update)
Ancient City.
Situated in a stretch of bluish-gray desert.
The desert is known as the Great Desolate Sea of Sands, the largest desert in the entire Great Luo Heaven. If not for the sudden ergence of the Ancient City, this place would have been a sparsely populated no-man’s-land.
Yet, because of one Ancient City, the Great Desolate Sea of Sands has beco bustling. Nowadays, there are no fewer than a hundred small towns surrounding the Ancient City.
Every day, centered around the Ancient City, there are no less than a million Martial Cultivators coming and going across this desert.
And with the Xuanshi Divine Pavilion releasing the news about Su Chen intending to ‘make a na for himself in the Ancient City, showcasing the might of Xuanshi,’ the place beca even more crowded, with Martial Cultivators flocking from all directions like a school of fish.
The hundreds of small towns surrounding the Ancient City were all full, and even the inns usually empty were being fought over.
At this mont.
In front of the gate of the Ancient City.
It was already packed tight.
Although many Martial Cultivators ca to see Su Chen and join in the fun, since they were already here in the Ancient City early, they naturally wanted to try to leave their own na in the Ancient City, hoping to get lucky. If recognized by the Ancient City, they could even receive treasures.
The gate of the Ancient City is ten ters high and five ters wide.
The entire gate is purple-red in color.
The entire gate is made from a special monunt stone material, with astonishing hardness. There are rumors that the purple-red stone of this gate is made of stone from beyond the domain.
The gate bears many marks left by the passage of ti, yet still faintly exudes a ghostly, cold, thick, and pure cold atmosphere.
Upon closer inspection, one would find that there are also so extrely exquisite mural-like paintings on the gate. Although they have beco blurred due to the erosion of ti, they are still extrely exquisite and complex. Each painting seems to depict a kind of strange beast. But what exactly is this strange beast? Nobody knows.
The lower half of the gate is also covered with nas.
The characters of each na are flamboyant, varying in style, so ugly, others graceful, so deep, and others shallow.
Those nas even contain different Intents, so with fierce and dazzling Sword Intent, so with thick, violent Sword Intent, so with strange and agile Stab Intent…
As for the upper half of the gate, very few nas remain, and among those few nas, the three characters ‘Gu Taisheng’ are relatively the highest and most eye-catching.
To be precise, on the ten-ter-high gate, ninety percent of the successful nas are under the two-ter mark, eight percent are between two and three ters, one and a half percent are between three and four ters… Nas between four and five ters are very rare. Anything above five ters is considered the upper section, and the few nas in the upper section are all between five and six ters, without exception.
Above six ters, completely blank!!!
Even the highest na at present, Gu Taisheng, is at approximately a height of only 5.7 ters.
And at the very top of the ten-ter-high Ancient City gate are the three characters ‘Ancient City.’
The gate remains closed.
Only when a Martial Cultivator successfully leaves their na on the gate does it mysteriously and strangely open on its own. Then, the successful Martial Cultivator can enter. Anyone else attempting to follow and sneak in will find it impossible. The gate seems to possess a mind of its own and can discern, as anyone attempting to sneak in feels an overwhelming aura of death the instant they step across the gate. That power descends, resulting in either serious injury or death; there is no third possibility.
As for inside the Ancient City, it has always been empty.
Each ti, only one Martial Cultivator can successfully leave their na and enter until they co out. Only then can the next successful Martial Cultivator enter.
In other words, inside the Ancient City, it’s always maintained either no one or at most one person.
Suddenly.
The crowd surrounding the Ancient City’s gate beca agitated…
“Yang Bai also failed!”
“How could this happen?”
“It seems leaving a na in the Ancient City is really not easy!”
“Yang Bai is ranked in the top twenty on the Divine Pavilion’s potential list, right? He’s likely to enter one of the Four Great Divine Pavilions.”
“In fact, it makes sense that Yang Bai didn’t succeed. According to ‘Lingji Pavilion’s statistics, so far, nine out of ten Martial Cultivators who left their nas at the Ancient City gate were disciples of the Four Great Divine Pavilions. Although Yang Bai is a genius, he hasn’t joined a Divine Pavilion yet. Without enough Talent and Strength, leaving his na on the Ancient City gate is understandable.”
“This morning alone, more than three hundred Martial Cultivators have tried to leave their nas, yet not a single one has succeeded.”
……
Directly below the gate, wearing a blue long robe, a young man bit his lip, his face not looking good, his hand trembling slightly, and the longsword he held was also trembling faintly.
He gripped his longsword tightly, and although his expression remained calm, deep down, he was unwilling to accept it.
He was Yang Bai.
Yang Bai never thought he would fail. At least, in his sixteen hundred years of martial arts cultivation, he had sailed smoothly, joining three factions one after another, each stronger than the last. In each, he managed to stand out in a very short ti, winning much acclaim. Though Yang Bai always reminded himself to work hard, not be arrogant, and not slack off, so pride inevitably crept in.
Just before he attempted to leave his na on the gate, he constantly aid for over 3 ters.
But in reality, not only did he not exceed 3 ters, he didn’t even reach 1 ter, failing outright.
The imnse blow of failure aside, what also frustrated Yang Bai was that a Martial Cultivator only has one chance in their lifeti to leave their na in the Ancient City. Once failed, there’s no chance to try again.
In other words, after today, in the future, no matter how terrifyingly fortuitous the encounters, or how terrifying his Strength becos, even if he becos the first in Great Luo, Yang Bai will never have the opportunity or qualification to leave his na in the Ancient City again. This is a very great regret.
Yang Bai took a deep breath, fell silent, stepped back, and amidst the piercing discussions, faded into the crowd.
And with Yang Bai’s failure.
The many Martial Cultivators who had been eager to try within the enormous crowd cald down, as if doused with a bucket of cold water.
Not many of them could compare to Yang Bai, and since even Yang Bai failed, why would they go up to embarrass themselves?
For a mont, an eerie silence and chill descended.
Many Martial Cultivators looked at each other… the implication seed to be: why don’t you go up?
Suddenly!
Just when the atmosphere was becoming increasingly stiff…
“Hahaha… let give it a try.” A red-robed young master, suddenly appearing ethereally, arrived at the gate’s foot. He slightly raised his head, his skin fair, features handso, lips of moderate thickness curved with a faint look of confidence and amusent.
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