Living in the world of cultivation

Nether Bone Star Territory, Xutian Realm.

The environment in the "Barbarian Bone Realm" is extremely harsh. It belongs to an uninhabited plane. The surface temperature is extremely high. Only some indigenous creatures survive underground.

The underground creatures here are extremely powerful, especially in such a complex environment underground, it is even more dangerous to encounter various ferocious beasts.

A huge ghost boat with a ferocious appearance roared out of the crack in space and slowly landed on the ground.

Venerable Hulan and a dozen other Yuanying monks from the Ghost Clan stepped off this ferocious ghost boat.

They entered a nearby deep pit filled with jagged rocks and came to the outside of a huge cave.

"Meet the Forehead Bone Saint..."

Venerable Hulan and others bowed respectfully outside the cave.

"You are here to find Gomba, right..."

At this time, a hoarse voice came from inside.

"The Forehead Bone Saint, we..."

Before Venerable Hulan could finish speaking, the Saint of Forehead Bone interrupted him.

"I know everything about the Nether Bone Arena. Gomba has entered the depths of the crack in the virtual world. You may have to wait for a few days..."

After hearing the words of the Forehead Sage, Venerable Hulan and others all breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully exited the cave and came to the outside of the pit.

"This kid Gomba actually entered the rift in the virtual world..."

"Don't worry, with the Forehead Bone Saint taking care of you, there can be no danger..."

"No matter what, our trip is not in vain..."

Listening to the words of several people in the clan next to him, Venerable Hulan turned his head, glanced at the deep pit behind him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Back then, he also entered the rift in the virtual world, but unfortunately he was attacked by a ruin beast not long after going deep, and almost died there.

Now that he thinks about it, the scene back then still makes him feel frightened.

This virtual world crack in Xutian Realm is said to lead to the virtual world. The danger inside is not comparable to the virtual world fragments it explored in the past.

A few days later, Venerable Hulan, who had been waiting near the pit, suddenly turned around.

Others also felt a breath in the pit, and came to the edge of the pit with great expectations.

Then he saw a Nascent Soul monk from the Ghost Clan, who was more than a hundred feet tall, walking slowly from the deep pit.

It exudes a self-centered aura. With it as the center, the hunting wind in the deep pit exudes a strong murderous intention that cannot be suppressed.

Gomba came in front of Venerable Hulan and others, lowered his head slightly, and hit his chest with his right fist.

"Meet all the venerables..."

Despite its respectful attitude, Venerable Hulan and others did not dare to neglect it at all.

"As long as you're here, let's go..."

At this moment in the Nether Bone Arena, Su Fan's demonized body had just finished a gladiatorial fight.

He was holding a huge head high in his hand, looking up and enjoying the cheers from the audience.

Countless monks in the stands around the Nether Bone Arena were shouting excited battle roars and beating their chests rhythmically with their fists.

Since Su Fan killed three Nascent Soul cultivators from the Ghost Clan last time, in the next half month, no disciples from the Ghost Clan appeared again.

Anyway, he was idle, so he asked Rohan to continue fighting, hoping to complete the goal of winning 30 consecutive games as soon as possible and gain freedom.

Today's fight is already his twenty-ninth consecutive victory.

Su Fan threw aside the huge head in his hand and activated the evil magic "Blood Mist" to swallow the opponent's flesh and blood.

He raised his left hand, wanting to continue the next fight, win thirty consecutive games, and gain true freedom.

But he raised his hand for a long time and got no response.

Su Fan sighed secretly. It seemed that his last duel would definitely be against Gomba of the Ghost Tribe.

He turned around and came to the transparent barrier at the edge of the arena and stepped inside.

He entered the transparent barrier and saw Rohan waiting there.

"Lao Luo, don't you guys in the Nether Bone Arena pride themselves on fairness? Why don't you let me continue to compete..."

Rohan sneered and said: "You have been fighting for more than ten games in a row. You should take a break. We will make our own arrangements in the arena..."

Su Fan curled his lips and teased: "How much benefit have you received from the Ghost Clan..."

"Haha... Your death is coming soon, why are you still talking so much nonsense..."

Su Fan sneered and said, "Gomba is coming..."

Rohan nodded and said: "It will arrive in a few days. If you have any last words, please write them down as soon as possible..."

"How do you know, it must be me who dies..."

Rohan sneered and said: "You don't know Gomba at all. It is said that it follows a Void Refining Saint and practices in the cracks of the Void World all year round..."

"The crack in the virtual world..."

He had heard Demon Lord Dongming mention the fragmentary space of the virtual world, but he did not expect that there were cracks in the virtual world.

Seeing that Su Fan looked like he had never seen the world, Rohan gave him a contemptuous look.

"Have you never even heard of it..."

Su Fan really had never heard of this, so he nodded quickly.

"It is said that the cracks in the virtual world can connect to the legendary virtual world. I went in several times when I was in the Nascent Soul realm and almost died in it..."

After hearing Rohan's words, Su Fan immediately became energetic.

He has a piece of the skin of a beast on his hand, which is particularly magical. When worn on his body, it can even block the detection of the monks who transform themselves into gods.

"What exactly is the virtual world..."

Rohan shook his head and said, "Although I have entered the virtual world crack, no one knows where it is. Legend has it that it is the other side of this world..."

Su Fan's mind was suddenly opened up. Could it be that this world has other dimensions?

"Hasn't the saints in your tribe entered the virtual world crack to explore..."

"The virtual world crack is very fragile. Not to mention the saints, even if the Divine Transformation cultivators enter, the space will collapse instantly..."

If it is true as Rohan said, the ghost tribe's Gongba has been practicing in the virtual world for many years, then its strength must be extraordinary.

Then the next fight must be taken seriously.

Rohan took out a ring and threw it to Su Fan, then turned and left.

Su Fan took the ring, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and shook his head in disappointment.

It is getting harder and harder to earn spiritual crystals. These days, the odds of his fights have been getting higher and higher, and he can only earn a little hard-earned money.

Su Fan shook his head and put the ring away.

He walked along the long corridor and returned to his stone house, sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

Su Fan thought for a while and decided to ask the witch god Aji about the virtual world.

"What exactly is the virtual world..."

"I don't know..."

Su Fan frowned and said, "Has no one been to the virtual world..."

"As far as I know, even if someone really went to the virtual world, they can't come back..."

"Then how do you know about the virtual world..."

"It is said that there is nothingness there, so the virtual world got its name..."

Su Fan smiled bitterly. It seems that the world of cultivation has such myths and legends just like his previous life.

"Have you been to the crack of the virtual world..."

"I went in once by chance when I was in the Nascent Soul Realm..."

"What is it like there..."

"It is a place without spirits. Not only can it imprison mana, but it will also greatly reduce the soul. Once you encounter a ruined beast, you will basically die..."

After listening to the description of the witch god Aji, Su Fan couldn't help but smack his lips. Anyway, he would never go to such a broken place even if he was beaten to death.

But when he thought of the ghost tribe's Gongba, who had been practicing in the cracks of the virtual world for many years, he became nervous.

People who can survive in such an environment for many years must be strong.

Although Su Fan believed in his own strength, he could not be too arrogant. He must not take the next fight lightly.

In the next few days, everything was calm.

Su Fan stayed in the stone house to practice every day, patiently preparing for the next fight, and formulated a lot of tactics in case of emergency.

He was madly brushing the data of various magical powers and spells, and constantly practicing several witch arrays.

He also used the witch secret method taught by the witch god Aji to refine the ghosts of more than a dozen ghost tribe Yuanying monks into evil spirits.

Although this thing seemed to be useless to Su Fan, it was good to have more means when the war was imminent.

If a large group of evil spirits were released suddenly during the fight, at least the opponent's deployment could be disrupted.

Early that morning, Su Fan sat cross-legged on the stone platform to practice the "Hunyuan Huaqi Sutra".

After nine turns of practice, he slowly opened his eyes. He swallowed the blood and qi of so many ghost clan Yuanying cultivators in succession, and his practice progress was also improved a lot.

"Master, it's time to eat..."

At this time, Sister Zhen, who was busy in front of the stove below, called him.

She floated up from below with a tray of more than ten layers of steamers, and then placed the freshly steamed buns on the dining table.

Su Fan sat at the dining table, picked up a bun and took a bite.

It must be said that although Sister Zhen has no talent for cooking, she is now more skilled than before, and the food she makes tastes okay.

Sister Zhen floated up and down and finally filled a large table with all kinds of pots and bowls.

She knelt at the dining table, supported her chin with both hands, and watched Su Fan eat with a smile.

"Master, how do the buns taste today..."

"It's okay, edible..."

After hearing what Su Fan said, Sister Zhen was immediately upset, and she kept hitting the table with her forehead.

"Master, can't you praise me..."

Su Fan ignored her at all, but this girl couldn't help but praise him. She was the kind who would take advantage of others and act like a demon when she was praised.

Seeing that the master ignored her and just ate and drank, Sister Zhen had to give up.

She came over in a mean way, hugged Su Fan's arm, and rubbed her head against his shoulder.

Su Fan was so disgusted by her that he had no choice but to say, "Well...I've improved compared to before, but I still have to work hard..."

Hearing what the master said, Sister Zhen laughed.

At this time, the barrier opposite the stone house rippled, and Luo Han's huge figure walked in from outside.

With a "whoosh".

Sister Zhen, who was sticking to Su Fan, disappeared in an instant and hid in the top-grade ghost weapon on his waist.

A few days ago, when she was wandering around the Ghost Bone Arena, she was caught by Rohan. She was so scared that she hid when she saw this big fool.

Su Fan ignored Rohan and ate there by himself without even raising his head.

"The ghost tribe's Gongba is here. You will go out to fight tomorrow morning. If you win, you will be free. If you lose, it will crush you to ashes..."

Su Fan nodded and said, "I know..."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and looked up at Rohan.

"What are my odds for this fight..."

Rohan shook his head and said, "The news of your fight has just been announced, and there are already crowds of people outside the off-site betting station..."

After he finished speaking, he laughed and said, "The tickets for the Ghost Bone Arena are now sold out..."

It must be said that since Su Fan was sold to the Ghost Bone Arena, every fight he has had will cause a sensation.

Especially when facing the challenge of the Ghost Clan, every match will be full, and there will be a long queue in front of the betting station.

This kid has created a huge amount of profit for the Ghost Bone Arena, which also makes the general manager very satisfied.

Now someone has proposed that when this kid is released, he will be caught back to continue to serve the arena.

But for the reputation of the Ghost Bone Arena, the general manager rejected this proposal.

"If you defeat Gongba of the Ghost Clan in this match, what are your plans..."

What else can you plan, just run away.

When he completely escaped the crazy pursuit of the Ghost Clan, he would find a way to return to the Blue Sky Star Region to reunite with his family.

Although he thought so in his heart, he certainly couldn't say so.

"I am also worried about this matter. I have been fighting with the Ghost Clan to the death. I guess they will kill me as soon as I walk out of the Ghost Bone Arena..."

"You still have self-knowledge. I will give you a way to survive..."

"What way to survive..."

"Become a free gladiator and stay in our Ghost Bone Arena. Even if the Ghost Clan is arrogant, they dare not touch our people..."

"Then should I sign a contract with you..."

"What do you think..."

Who the hell would do that? It's no different from ignoring the gladiators.

"Oh... let me think about it..."

Rohan nodded, then turned and left.

"Swoosh..."

Rohan's huge figure had just disappeared, and Sister Zhen jumped out of the top-grade ghost weapon on his waist.

"Master, don't agree to it. It's so boring here. Let's go back to the Qingkong Star Region..."

Su Fan glanced at Sister Zhen and sent her a thought.

"Don't worry, I won't agree. I just want to confuse them..."

Sister Zhen was about to cheer when she saw the master put his index finger to his lips. She immediately reacted and pretended to know nothing.

The news that Su Fan and Gongba were going to fight had just been released, and the outside of the Yougu Arena was already in an uproar.

Several space gates in the city kept flashing, and a large number of ghost boats rushed to the Yougu Arena from all over the place.

Because the tickets were sold out, many monks gathered outside the arena, surrounding the Yougu Arena.

There was no other way, the Yougu Arena had to prop up several light curtains in the square outside the arena for monks from all over the place to watch the fight.