Supreme Son-in-law

Competing for the position of Elder of the inner sect?    

Lin Zhang Gong thought that he had misheard him.    

"You are merely at the late stage of the Core Formation Stage..."    

Before he could finish his words, Chen Yang condensed a sword of light that flashed with lightning in his hand!    

The energy contained within the sword of light caused Lin Zhang Gong to be shocked to the core.    

He could not block this sword of light!    

Not to mention blocking, he did not even have the qualifications to resist!    

Those who could compete for the Elder of the inner sect were at least at the Primordial Spirit Perfection.    

As for Lin Zhang Gong, he was only a late Primordial Spirit Cultivator.    

"Fellow Taoist, don't blame me. It's my fault."    

This young man was probably also a veteran cultivator. As for the information displayed on the stone tablet, it was also not true.    

As for the late Core Formation stage cultivation, it must have cultivated some sort of technique that concealed the true cultivation.    

In the Cultivation Realm, there were still many Cultivators that pretended to be a pig to eat a tiger.    

It was very hard to see those cultivations that jumped up and down with just a little bit of cultivations. This kind of person's grave was already two meters tall.    

Chen Yang smiled, "Those who don't know are not guilty."    

"Since Fellow Taoist is here to compete for the Elder of the inner sect, then I'll have to trouble Fellow Taoist to leave you a message."    

Lin Zhang Gong took out a book and handed it over.    

Chen Yang took it and read it. He wrote down his own information.    

He took the book. Lin Zhang Gong looked at it and a strange look appeared in his eyes, "Diao... Exploding Heavens? Primordial Spirit Perfection, two hundred years old."    

The rest of it was fine, but this name... was too much.    

Fellow Taoist Diao, please turn left when you enter the sect! "    

Lin ChangGong closed the book and handed Chen Yang a token with identity information.    

"Thank you!"    

Chen Yang cupped his hands and led the three demons into the door.    

Initially, he thought that the outside of the Three Great Sage Sect was already very big, but he didn't expect there to be a universe inside.    

This couldn't be called big anymore, it should be called a small heaven and earth.    

In this small heaven and earth, there were mountains and rivers everywhere, and the spiritual energy was also very abundant. It was dozens of times more abundant than the outside world.    

There was a huge martial arts field in front of them, and it was filled with people. Without exception, all of them were big shots of the Primordial Spirit Implication God.    

This group of people was divided into two sides. One side was the Primordial Spirit, and the other side was the Implication God.    

"Your token!"    

A handsome man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes looked at Chen Yang, and his tone was somewhat impatient.    

Chen Yang took out his token, and the handsome man said, "Primordial Spirit Perfection, draw lots and remember your number."    

He reached his hand into the box and grabbed a random number, '10080'.    

"Alright, you can go now. Remember to stand on the right side!"    

The man casually tossed the token over. Chen Yang's eyes turned slightly cold. He took the token and did not say anything. After all, there was still a long way to go.    

After Chen Yang left, the pretty girl beside the man said, "Senior Brother, this isn't good, right?"    

"What's wrong? This time, the number of Elder of the inner sect slots was even lesser than before. "Only fifty slots! And there were over a hundred Expert of Implication Gods. Even half of the Expert of Implication Gods were eliminated. What right did he have to win? "Those eliminated Expert of Implication Gods will most likely focus their attention on the outer sect elder. There are only a hundred slots for the outer sect elder, and at least half of the Expert of Implication God will be taken."    

"There are more than 1,000 Primordial Spirits this time. 20 for 1. Even if he is lucky enough to join the outer sect elder, he is just an idle elder. What can he do to me?"    

The man's name was Jian Changxing, an elite disciple of the Infinite Sword Sect's inner sect. The outer sect elder did not have the right to control him.    

Furthermore, the outer sect elder was a free helper of the sect. There were tens of thousands of such outer sect elders in the sect. Everyone knew what their goal was.    

There were three people behind Chen Yang. They were afraid that the seven or eight year old child... This was the reason why he came here.    

"What Senior Brother said is true. I wonder what the higher-ups are thinking. These wild cultivators are at different levels of strength, causing the sect to be in a foul mood."    

The girl wrapped her hair and pouted, as if she couldn't understand what was going on.    

Chen Yang walked over with the three demons. Everyone was focusing their attention on the arena.    

The two Primordial Spirit Perfection Cultivator were fighting in a chaotic manner, and they were using all kinds of divine abilities. Everyone was watching with great interest.    

Many of the newbies who had followed them in were even starstruck.    

"Go, go, go, don't stand here with me!"    

"Scram, if you dare to stand next to this old man again, don't blame me for being impolite!"    

The Three Demons could sense the evil intentions of the Chief Cultivator of Cultivation.    

"Come back!"    

Chen Yang said coolly. He looked at the two Cultivators as if he were looking at a dead man!    

"You better hope that you don't run into me when you fight later!"    

Chen Yang said to the two of them, then turned around to watch the fight.    

On the arena, no matter whether they were dead or alive, they fought fiercely and used all their means.    

"Boom!"    

On the arena, which Rite Cultivator struck with heavenly lightning directly turned the opponent into charcoal.    

"Number 70 wins!"    

A cold voice sounded in the sky, "Next, number 71 and 72 go on stage!"    

The rules of this match were simple and crude, and one had to go through at least three rounds of battle to determine the positions of 100 outer sect elders.    

A battle in the Primordial Spirit Stage Realm was still beneficial to Chen Yang. He could borrow some useful information from them.    

After watching for two hours, Chen Yang shifted his gaze to the Implication God combat ring.    

If the outer sect elder wanted to break through to the Elder of the inner sect realm, it was actually very simple. Defeating one of the Elder of the inner sects was enough.    

The rules were also extremely cruel.    

Chen Yang was slightly vexed. If he had known earlier, he would have just written 'Early Period of Implication God'. He wouldn't have needed to fight these Primordial Spirits. It was simply a waste of time.    

After successfully entering the top 100, half of the people in the Implication God Battlefield would be selected. These people would most likely fight for the Primordial Spirits.    

After all, the cruel rules of the Infinite Sword Sect had given them hope. As long as they defeated the Elder of the inner sect, they would be able to advance. Even an idiot would know how to choose.    

Chen Yang thought for a moment and understood the meaning behind the Infinite Sword Sect's actions.    

Compared to the Primordial Spirit, they naturally hoped that Implication God would stay.    

No matter how strong the Primordial Spirit was, it was impossible for it to be a match for Implication God.    

The more Expert of Implication Gods a sect had, the more prosperous the sect would become, and the more authority they had.    

However, Chen Yang had heard an extremely interesting explanation from Woo Mudao. Woo Mudao had turned the Three Great Sage Sect into a place of retirement for Expert of Implication Gods.    

Chen Yang agreed with this statement.    

The Cultivator had stepped into the Implication God. It was already considered a powerful force in the outside world, and it had become the king of the land. Wasn't that nice?    

Why did he come to the Three Great Sage Sect to be a bull and a horse? What was the purpose of this?    

A technique? Magical treasure? Pill?    

These were naturally one of the reasons, but most of them were still enjoying their old age.    

A large portion of the rogue cultivators in the wild had offended too many people when they were young. Their old path of cultivation had been cut off, so they could only bring their families to Three Great Sage Sect to seek protection.    

Of the hundred plus Expert of Implication Gods, half of them were from the declining generation of Vitalitys. One look and one could tell that they were from the Five Descent of Heaven and Earth.    

Without great fortune and great perseverance, they would only be able to live for two hundred years before dying.    

Two hundred years was nothing to the Cultivators that had lived for hundreds and thousands of years.    

But even so, the Expert of Implication Gods of the Five Failure of the Celestial Being were worth more than 10 Primordial Spirits.    

This was an indisputable fact.    

Although the Expert of Implication God had died and its Dao dissipated, its Tao Rhymes would not disappear very quickly. Some powerful Implication God Tao Rhymes could even be preserved for thousands of years.    

This was an extremely precious opportunity. To the Infinite Sword Sects of the Infinite Sword Sect, these remaining Tao Rhymes could greatly increase the chances of them being able to understand the Tao Rhyme.    

Chen Yang's thoughts spun. In an instant, countless spiritual lights collided, and he guessed the true intention of the Limitless Sect.    

What a good plan.    

Compared to the Primordial Spirit and Implication God that were beaten to death, the family members that they brought here were harmonious.    

They gathered together and chatted in groups of two or three, as if they were good friends.    

To them, they would join the sect sooner or later. At that time, they would be fellow disciples, so they naturally had to build a good relationship.    

In the Cultivation Realm, connections were more important.    

In the land of fortune and magic, the partner was ranked third. Besides the partner, this partner also had the same intentions as his peers.    

Chen Yang secretly shook his head. The more profound the Cultivator and cultivation were, the more lonely it would be.    

The road to success had never been crowded.    

It was better to cultivate more than to do those useless things. Useless socializing was trash.    

Therefore, Chen Yang only wanted to earn money and get resources to improve his cultivations.    

After regaining his senses, Chen Yang started to focus on watching the battle between Implication God Great Capabilitys.    

Even though all kinds of Tao Rhymes were isolated by the grand formation, he could still feel them.    

Wind Tao Rhyme, Fire Tao Rhyme, Lightning Tao Rhyme, Light Expert of Implication God and Darkness Dao Charm... It was fine if the Expert of Implication God didn't attack, but once it attacked, the earth would collapse and the mountains would collapse.    

Just like a few days ago, when Chen Yang and Taoist Qian Yu fought, if they didn't have any protection, half of the Seaside Holy City would have been turned into powder by them.    

Whether the Tao Rhyme was strong or not, Chen Yang absorbed these battle scenes. The tiny person with divine sense kept deducing things in the Mud Pellet Palace, converting them into its own things.    

The Tao Rhyme was not a single shape. It could also transform into various weapons, and could even be attached to weapons.    

Some of the Tao Rhymes could even stimulate the Cultivator to burst forth with a powerful energy.    

For example, the thunder Tao Rhyme.    

Middle-aged man, who cultivated the Lightning Tao Rhyme, was probably a body cultivator as well. His physical body was strong, but he was facing an Earth element Rite Cultivator, which suppressed him completely.    

In addition, his opponent's magical techniques were superb, and he didn't give him any chance to get close. Seeing that he was about to be defeated, Middle-aged man let out a loud shout and swallowed the lightning into his stomach.    

"Argh..."    

The lightning exploded within the man's body, causing lightning to flash. After enduring the intense pain, the man obtained a powerful lightning energy.    

His cultivation had even risen from the Early Period of Implication God to the Middle Period of Implication God in a short period of time.    

This kind of technique could be used as a trump card, and it definitely couldn't be used as a normal technique.    

"Shua!"    

The man's speed was very fast. His entire body turned into a ball of lightning, and in a thousandth of a second, he appeared in front of the Rite Cultivator.    

With a thunderous strike, the Rite Cultivator was directly struck down from the sky by the man. It was unknown whether it was alive or dead!