In the days that followed, more and more participants arrived for the hunt.
Chu Feng made a rough estimate — at the very least, several hundred thousand people had come to take part in this hunt.
Several hundred thousand Spirit World Masters, yet only one hundred of them would receive a reward.
Chu Feng didn't understand why so many people still bothered to join, especially since some of them were clearly at a very low Spirit World Master rank.
With that level of strength, forget about cracking the top hundred — just entering the hunting grounds could cost them their lives.
Because by now, Chu Feng had learned the rules and the method of this hunt.
In truth, this so-called hunting ground was a massive formation — one that had created a miniature world.
Within this world, only those under a hundred years of age could enter, and their combat strength would be suppressed. The only thing they could use was the art of Spirit World Master.
What people had to do was capture prey using that art.
The so-called prey were Spirit World Beasts — and these beasts were actually formations themselves, not living creatures.
Since they were formations, they operated on commands. The command given to every Spirit World Beast was to attack every living thing it encountered. So if someone's strength was lacking and they ran into a powerful Spirit World Beast, they were out of luck.
And every time a Spirit World Beast was slain, it would transform into Spirit World Bones.
Different ranks of Spirit World Beasts yielded different quantities of Spirit World Bones upon death.
In short, how the hunt rankings were determined came down to the number of Spirit World Bones one had collected.
The hunt lasted ten days. After ten days, the gates would open and everyone could leave.
However, rumor had it that this year's hunt was different from those of the past — there was a special reward.
It was said that this reward was extraordinarily valuable, possibly even rivaling the first-place prize.
But no one knew what that reward actually was.
Everyone was speculating about what it might be.
"Chu Feng, this special reward — that's probably what that girl was talking about, isn't it?" the Queen said.
"If she wasn't lying to me, then it probably is," Chu Feng said.
"So do you think she was lying to you?" the Queen asked with a sly smile.
"I don't think she was lying this time," Chu Feng said.
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Finally, the day of the hunt arrived. Fully several hundred thousand juniors under the age of one hundred gathered on a vast plain outside the Immortal Armament Villa.
Everyone was raring to go, their faces painted with a complex mixture of excitement and nerves.
It was worth noting that Song Xi had no intention of participating in this hunt — and in that regard, at least, he had more self-awareness than many of those present.
Before long, an elder of the Immortal Armament Villa stepped forward.
He was an old man clad in black robes, with a mane of fiery red hair and a matching red beard.
His voice was powerful and resonant, like the roar of a great beast, and it was in that voice that he once again laid out the rules of the hunt.
"I hereby declare — let the hunt begin."
Then, in a sudden motion, the elder opened his palm, and a sphere of radiance appeared above it.
After that, he tossed the sphere of light downward.