In the days that followed, more and more people who had come to participate in the hunt arrived at the location.
Several hundred thousand Spirit World Masters, yet only one hundred would receive rewards.
With that level of strength, forget about breaking into the top hundred — even entering the hunting grounds would likely put their lives in danger.
Because
In truth, this so-called hunting ground was a massive formation that had created a miniature world.
Within this world, only those under a hundred years of age could enter, and their martial strength would be suppressed — the only techniques they could use were those of the Spirit World.
What participants had to do was use Spirit World techniques to capture prey.
The so-called prey were Spirit World Beasts, and these Spirit World Beasts were actually formed by formations themselves — they were not true living beings.
Since they were formations, they operated on commands. The command of the Spirit World Beasts was to attack every living being they encountered, so those whose strength was lacking would be in serious trouble if they ran into a powerful Spirit World Beast.
And when each Spirit World Beast was killed, it would transform into a Spirit World Bone.
Different ranks of Spirit World Beasts produced different numbers of Spirit World Bones upon death.
In short, how the hunting rankings were determined was based entirely on the number of Spirit World Bones one had obtained.
The hunting period was ten days. After ten days, the gates would open and everyone could leave.
However, it was rumored that this hunt was different from previous years — there was a special reward.
It was said that this reward was of considerable value, possibly even rivaling the first-place prize.
No one knew what this reward actually was.
Everyone was speculating about what kind of reward it might be.
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"If she wasn't lying to me, then it should be,"
"So do you think she was lying to you?" the Queen asked with a grin.
"I think this time she probably wasn't,"
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Finally, the day of the hunt arrived. Fully several hundred thousand young cultivators, all under a hundred years of age, gathered on a vast plain outside the
Everyone was eager to get started, their faces adorned with a complex mix of excitement and nervous tension.
It was worth noting that
Before long, an elder of the
He was an old man wearing a black robe, with a head of fiery red hair and a fiery red beard.
His voice was powerful and resonant, like the roar of a wild beast. In that voice, he once again recounted the rules of the hunt.
"I hereby declare — the hunt officially begins."
Suddenly, the old man opened his palm, and a sphere of light appeared above it.
Then he hurled the sphere of light downward.
BOOM—
A thunderous sound rang out as the sphere of light instantly expanded, transforming into a luminescent barrier spanning a full thousand meters in diameter.
This was the barrier gate. Passing through it would take you into the hunting grounds.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—
In that instant, everyone shot into the air, rushing toward the brilliantly glowing barrier gate that radiated light in every direction.
However,