Immortal Cultivation

"Thank you, senior. I will do my best."

"Set up the arena!"

Ancestor Xuan Yang did not say anything more. He just made an exception because he appreciated Lin Yi's attitude.

He took Lin Yi into the Soul-Destroying Sect and came to an open area. As Ancestor Xuan Yang spoke.

Boom!

With a loud noise, a grand arena slowly rose up, bursting with heavy pressure.

This arena turned out to be a top-grade earth weapon. The challenge of a Jindan-stage cultivator was not a bit of pressure for it.

Looking at the grand arena in front of him, Lin Yi was a little confused. Why did the arena challenge start? Wasn't the first level a test of willpower?

However, Lin Yi naturally would not speak. If there was no test of willpower, it would be better for him.

Go directly to the second level to save his time.

When the arena was fully revealed, a large number of Soul-Destroying Sect disciples had gathered around.

Many people cast envious eyes on Lin Yi. Even if he was just an apprentice disciple, it was extremely extraordinary.

After all, he is a Yuanying ancestor, and an apprentice disciple of Xuanyang ancestor.

While envious, he also cast a jealous look, and in his heart he would never let him succeed.

Don't even think about reaching the sky in one step, unless you can pass the level with your own strength. The strong always convince people, and they will also be convinced.

Forget about dog shit luck.

He will never let him pass the second level.

Xuanyang ancestor said: "The first level, you should know, is a test of willpower."

"This arena is not just as simple as challenging opponents, it also has many functions, and the test of willpower is one of them."

"Go up, you don't have to worry about the explosion of the power of the top-grade earth weapon. During the test, it will be reduced to a mysterious weapon."

"Yes, senior!"

Lin Yi thought there was no test of willpower, it seems that he thought too much, without hesitation, he looked at the arena with a firm look and walked towards it.

"He is dead. Even if it is the first level, the willpower test, he can't pass it."

"In the past, more than 50% of the cultivators fell in the first level, and those people all had strong talents. Compared with them, this person is undoubtedly a huge joke."

"I hope he can pass the willpower test, so that I can capture and kill him with my own hands, take his soul, and turn it into ghost food. Don't waste it on the willpower test."

The result of failure in the willpower test is almost always death.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Lin Yi, watching him walk towards the ring step by step firmly.

In fact, they were also asking themselves, if the person challenging them was themselves, could they be as firm as Lin Yi.

Lin Yi came to the edge of the ring. The top-grade earth weapon was very strong, but how could he stop him?

Even if an accident happened and he was accidentally exposed, the top-grade earth weapon could not stop him.

Go up to the stage directly and step into the ring.

The Xuanyang Patriarch pinched the magic formula, and the power of the ring gradually weakened until only the power of the lower-grade Xuan weapon was left.

Lin Yi, who stepped into the ring, did not feel a trace of power covering his body. Of course, he knew that it must be because of the control of the Xuanyang Patriarch. After all, entering the ring does not mean that the test will begin.

"It has begun!"

When the power of the ring dropped to the power of the Xuanqi, everyone knew that the test of willpower was about to begin.

Boom!

Sure enough, as soon as they finished speaking, the powerful power of the Xuanqi poured on Lin Yi, trying to crush him.

"Is this the test of willpower?"

Lin Yi thought to himself. He thought it was an illusion test, which would affect his will.

Unexpectedly, they wanted to directly press the physical body to see if the examinee could continue to persist when facing the danger of death, and whether his will would collapse.

What is the limit of the test?

After all, there is a limit requirement for pressing the physical body. It is impossible for an ordinary Jindan stage cultivator to end when he is promoted to a lower-grade earth weapon. How can the physical body bear it?

Lin Yi guessed that it would stop at the upper level of the Xuan level. If he could bear it at that time, he would be able to pass the test smoothly.

"How many breaths do you think he can hold out?"

"I think, at most ten breaths."

"Then you overestimate him, definitely not enough for Wuxi."

"With that senior brother making the deal, we can also join in and have fun."

"I'll do it..."

The Soul-Snatching Sect's disciples were extremely enthusiastic about participating, and there were all kinds of choices.

They placed their bets as quickly as possible, and then waited for the results to come out.

Lin Yi, who was in the ring, would not be threatened by the pressure of the lower-grade Xuan weapon feeding his physical body.

Just five breaths later, the pressure of the lower-grade Xuan weapon changed, rapidly increased, and upgraded to the pressure of the middle-grade Xuan weapon.

"Ah!"

.........

Some disciples sighed, placing their bets for less than five breaths, and as soon as the results came out, their resources went down the drain.

They naturally hated Lin Yi so much that they wished they could crush the ring immediately.

"Not bad for the physical body!" When Ancestor Xuan Yang saw that Lin Yi was not threatened at all under the pressure of the lower-grade Xuan weapon, he stopped wasting time and directly upgraded to the middle-grade.

It can also prove that Lin Yi's body is very strong. Although he is at the peak of the Golden Core, it is extremely difficult to refine his body to the level of a lower-grade Xuanqi.

Ancestor Xuanyang is sure that even a mid-grade Xuanqi will not pose a threat to Lin Yi.

Now he is looking forward to whether he can withstand the pressure of a high-grade Xuanqi.

Another five breaths passed, and sighs were heard again, and many people withdrew.

"It seems that he still has some strength. At least his body is stronger than most. He can withstand the pressure of the middle-grade Xuan weapon for five breaths. Among the previous challengers, it is considered good."

"However, looking at the current situation, it seems difficult to show it again. His body is obviously shaking. Brothers who bet for twenty breaths, you have made a lot of money."

Those disciples who bet for twenty breaths were indeed smiling.

There are still ten breaths. In Lin Yi's current condition, he will definitely not be able to hold on.

On the ring, Lin Yi's body shook, as if he couldn't bear it, and he was trying his best to control it.

Of course, Lin Yi did this on purpose. He didn't want to show it too obviously and attract too much attention.

As long as he can pass the test, it's fine.

Time passes!

"He... He actually held on for twenty breaths."

"Humph, this way he will die faster. He will soon be promoted to a high-grade Xuan weapon, and he will definitely not be able to escape."

"How many cultivators can resist the pressure of a high-grade Xuan weapon with their physical body? Can it be just him?"

Those cultivators who bet for twenty breaths have a strong malice towards Lin Yi.

Boom!

At this moment, the power of the arena changed again, rising to the level of a top-grade mysterious weapon.

The powerful power pressed down, and Lin Yi's body shook violently, and he was about to fall down.

But he struggled to support himself, trying his best to stabilize his body, and at this moment, his body was torn with wounds.