Supreme Martial God

The commoners in the distance looked at Lin Yue with reverence, all of them filled with fear and worship. They had lived here for countless years, and had never seen the outside world.

Lin Yue walked over, looked at the small building, and asked: "Fellow villagers, I want to make a trip, do you mind?"

An old man with a head of white hair stood forward with a worried expression, "This is our divine tower, and it is dedicated to the ancestors of the village. What are you going in for?"

Lin Yue said: "This old grandpa, I will go inside to find an ancient scroll. As for the other things, I will not touch them."

"Then, alright", the old elder saw that Lin Yue's attitude was gentle, so he did not seem to be an evil person, and nodded, allowing the villagers to pass.

Lin Yue then walked towards the house.

"Halt!"

From afar, a ray of green light shone out, and a sword carrying cultivator pounced over like a hawk, stopping Lin Yue in his tracks. He laughed sinisterly: "Are you also going to the tower to look for the secret scripture?"

Lin Yue nodded, his brows slightly knitted, and said. "Could it be that your mission is the same?"

"Exactly!"

"Hu!"

Suddenly, another sound of breaking air rang out from the other side of the small building, followed by cultivators rushing out of the forest and landing downstairs.

Lin Yue looked around, once the Eye of Asura was activated, there were actually nine or eight more people in his field of vision!

Cultivators approached from every direction.

The rest of the people also noticed this and one of them exclaimed in shock, "Could it be that our missions are all the same?!"

Everyone became silent. Gradually, the atmosphere in the field became solemn, and a chilling aura was faintly produced.

This was very obvious, the fourth examination was about ten cultivators, including Lin Yue, fighting over an ancient scroll!

This was the true meaning of this trip to the secret realm!

Even if there wasn't the slightest loss in manpower at the start, only a tenth of those that could pass the mystic realm assessment!

Lin Yue looked at these ten people, they were all Martial Master Stage and only one of them had reached the early stage of the Martial Master, but the Genuine Essence had not yet formed a posture of crushing them, meaning that the time for the breakthrough was not long.

The ten of them did not dare to move. They formed a formation to restrain each other. If anyone moved, they would immediately turn into a bloody storm and become the target of everyone's attacks.

Time slowly passed and there was only less than an hour left before the deadline. If it was an hour later, even if he managed to obtain the ancient scroll and destroy the command medallion, he would be unable to participate in the following competition for the Leader Board.

"Humph!" Let's see who dares to stop me!? "

After the deadlock had lasted for a long time, that Martial Ancestor Stage cultivator finally couldn't suppress his emotions. Relying on his fact that he was from the Martial Ancestor Stage Realm, he walked towards the small building.

"Hold it right there!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"That's mine!"

Martial Ancestor Expert took a step forward, and in the midst of the ten people, six rushed out.

Scram!" Martial Ancestor Expert was furious, she pulled out a Damascus Steel Spear behind him and waved it, releasing a gigantic spear shadow over her head, the other six incoming sword qi instantly shattered into pieces, but the Martial Master was also clearly in pain, her body released a cracking sound, it should be caused by her ribs being broken.

Now that he had made a move, the situation had suddenly turned chaotic. Everyone rushed to the front and back of the crowd, rushing into the small building to seize the ancient scroll that was hidden inside.

"Don't fight! Don't fight! There is a god in this building, and that is our ancestor. "Stop fighting!"

The white-haired village chief was screaming in pain in the distance. He wanted to rush over to stop them, but he was stopped by the villagers.

However, at this time, everyone's eyes were already red. They all wanted to obtain the Leader Board's qualifications to participate, so how could they listen to a normal person's advice.

Only Lin Yue made progress while drawing his sword, hearing the heart-wrenching cries of the old man, he suddenly stopped, thought for a bit, then placed the Ink Sword down.

This village had existed for who knows how many years. Perhaps it had existed since ancient times, and the ancestors it worshipped might not even be the ancestors of humans.

But this was not the key point for Lin Yue to stop, because out of the ten cultivators, not only was his cultivation the weakest, he was also one of the last. If he were to rush in now, he might be killed by the other cultivators and die without a corpse.

In any case, they had the ancient scrolls, and those things were not edible like the other treasures. He could just wait for them to come out and kill him!

It was definitely wiser to snatch it from the other party's hands than to charge in and kill them all! The chances of success were actually the highest!

Lin Yue revealed a troubled expression, he was eager to give it a try, but when the other Rankers turned to look at him, he immediately retreated, as though he was afraid of them.

The remaining nine people fought ferociously. The light circulating on each person's body was boundless and could easily cause this drum to collapse. However, the ancient scroll was still inside, so everyone intentionally restrained their auras and didn't touch the drum.

After an intense fight, that Martial Ancestor Expert was the first one to break out of the encirclement, rushing in through the interception of the other eight people. Then, with a bang, she flipped the door shut, creating a series of crackling sounds.

While the eight people were fighting, someone directly smashed the wooden door to track their passage. However, amidst the debris, a beam of silver light shot out. The person was caught off guard and was hit by the silver light.

Lin Yue could see it clearly from the side. That silver light was actually the tens of poisonous needles hidden behind the door. After the Martial Ancestor Stage expert entered, not only did he use the table and chairs to stop him, he even set up a sharp mechanism!

While the remaining seven people were still in shock, there were no more silver light shooting out from behind the door, and the Martial Ancestor Expert had already climbed up to the second floor. They no longer cared about fighting as they followed closely behind the Martial Ancestor Expert.

The second floor's corridor was narrow, and in the blink of an eye, they were squeezed together again, competing with each other. This time, in the buildings, there were already Genuine Qi s charging in.

"Boom!"

A plank of wood fell from the roof, and behind the plank shot out a beam of golden light. A cultivator who was passing under the golden light suddenly shuddered, as if he was struck by lightning, and his rapidly moving body came to a halt, knocking against a wooden frame. He then fell backwards onto the ground, blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth, his body pulled out, his eyes bulging out, and his life gradually disappearing.

With this, the remaining six people immediately slowed down and didn't dare to stand on the roof of the building anymore.

This small building was actually so strange!

When they disappeared from the staircase, Lin Yue closed his eyes and extended his spiritual consciousness out to search the pavilion, locking onto the body of the Martial Ancestor Expert.

That person rummaged through all the boxes on the first and second floors, searching for ancient scrolls, before climbing up to the third floor.

On top of the small building, in the center, there was an old wooden table. Behind the wooden table, there were two statues of a man and a woman.

In the statue's hand, there was a wooden box. Inside the box, there was a thick volume of ancient books.

"Found it!"

The Martial Ancestor Expert was overjoyed. She immediately rushed over and kicked the wooden table into pieces. She extended her hand and grabbed the wooden box.

However, the next moment, something strange happened. The clay sculpture, which was originally solemn and still, suddenly shot out a misty golden light.

This golden light was extremely dazzling, and even Lin Yue's Spiritual Sense had a moment of absent-mindedness. They could vaguely see that from within the golden light, a sword had automatically flown out from behind the man made of mud.

In the next moment, the golden light disappeared and Lin Yue's consciousness became clear again.

However, when he looked over, the head of the Martial Ancestor Expert had already disappeared! Only a headless corpse was left standing on the rooftop!