Somewhere in the territory of the Wuguang Clan, under a wall, a burly figure stood there with a slightly gloomy expression. It took this man more than sixty years to finally come to Cui Chen of the Feiling Clan.

Along the way, Cui Chen saw many races.

These races range from large to small, and their strengths vary.

Some races have two or three Mahayana monks standing guard to intimidate one side; if they are weak and don't even have the ability to refine the void, a beast wave may directly wipe out the race. For the survival of the race, they can generally only take shelter under a slightly stronger race and live in peace.

Seek survival.

Cui Chen didn't have many troubles along the way. When he passed by weak tribes, he passed by powerful beings that he couldn't afford to offend. Cui Chen relied on his magical powers to sense danger and avoid them. He could sense them in advance and avoid them.

There was no danger encountered along the way.

After arriving at the Feiling Clan, Cui Chen came to the territory of the Wuguang Clan and disguised himself as a Wuguang Clan member in the God Transformation Stage.

The reason for doing this is mainly because the human and demon tribes are too far away from the Feiling tribe. After all, they span more than half of the Fengyuan Continent. Many of the news recorded in the classics in the Tianzhi Palace are untrue or lagging behind.

In order to be on the safe side, Cui Chen naturally had to dig out some information.

The Feiling Tribe is considered a medium-sized race in the spiritual world. Even when the tribe is in the most desperate situation, there are never less than three Mahayana monks.

Currently, the Feiling Clan has four known Mahayana strong men, and the strongest among them is the ancestor of the Jiuyue Clan, who has astonishing strength close to the top Mahayana.

As for whether there is any hidden Mahayana, Cui Chen doesn't know.

As for the mainstay of the Fusion Stage, the Feiling Tribe has four to five hundred, which is more than double the number of the human and demon tribes combined. This shows the strength of the Feiling Tribe.

Facing such a powerful clan, even if Cui Chen coveted the true spiritual things left in the Feiling clan, he did not dare to mess around.

At the same time, a lot of news about Diyuan was successfully obtained.

For the Feiling Tribe today, the Diyuan is just a testing ground for saint sons of each branch to be promoted to the Holy Lord. They don't pay much attention to it. They usually only send one or two integration-stage monks to guard it.

So Cui Chen planned to sneak in secretly.

It was only after he ran to take a look that he realized he couldn't get in at all.

The passage leading to the abyss was actually placed with a very severe restriction by the Feiling Clan, which was the low wall.

Even if the combination is complete, it cannot be forcibly broken through in a short period of time.

Once the Feiling Clan monks are alerted, a large number of monks from all over the country will come to support them, and there may even be Mahayana monks who end up there.

Cui Chen naturally did not dare to act rashly.

And it just so happened that at this time, it was not long before the next trial of the Holy Son.

Although there will be a very large number of combined stages present at that time, the Gate to the Abyss will also be opened at the same time, and there will be a month to open it. Cui Chen only needs to sneak in secretly at that time.

This method is undoubtedly much safer than trying to force your way in.

After making up his mind, Cui Chen went to a mountain peak thousands of miles away and asked Succubus and Hongyu to dig out a simple cave to live in.

However, he did not practice, because at the integration stage, a little exercise can activate the majestic energy of heaven and earth, causing great commotion. So he just took out some classics and studied them.

In this way, several years passed by in a flash, and the day of trial for the Holy Son of the Feiling Tribe was finally approaching.

Cui Chen arrived outside the Gate of the Abyss in advance and used the Purity Bell to restrain all his aura, as if he was isolated from the world. He was confident that no one would be able to discover him.

One day, half a month later, under the leadership of a man in green armor, the monks of the Feiling Tribe arrived at the huge hill-like wall.

The green-armored man had a very high level of cultivation, and dozens of Fusion Stage monks around him treated him with respect. Cui Chen estimated that this person was most likely a Great Fusion monk.

Of course, the integration stage monks surrounding him should not be underestimated.

The Feiling Clan all possess true spirit bloodline, and their natal magical powers are often extremely astonishing. Their strength can be considered to be mid-to-upper level among the same level.

Cui Chen's eyes were solemn, and his breath subconsciously tightened a bit.

Then I saw the man in green armor walking to the front of the team, muttering something in his mouth, and then suddenly pointed towards the wall with one hand.

There was a loud rumble, and the surface of the huge wall facing everyone shook. Amid the flashes of five-color light, a pale silver magic circle gradually emerged.

Seeing this, the man in Qingjia immediately opened his mouth and spit out a lavender wooden sign.

The wooden sign shone brightly, and a purple beam of light shot out in a flash. After a few flashes, it suddenly sank into the center of the circle.

Suddenly, the silver magic circle buzzed, and then under a burst of strange light, the magic circle suddenly disappeared, but a huge silver door appeared under the huge wall.

This door is tens of feet high, exudes an icy light, and looks extremely heavy, as if it is made of pure silver.

The man in green armor put away the wooden sign without saying a word, and flicked his sleeves far away from the huge door.

Suddenly a purple glow flew out and hit the giant door.

There was a loud noise, and the silver door slowly opened in the glow.

A gray and evil wind immediately blew in from outside the door. Wherever it passed, those saints suddenly felt an inexplicable shudder, and the hairs on their skin stood up as if someone was approaching with a sharp knife.

It’s so weird!

When Cui Chen saw that the door was open, excitement flashed across his face. After the entire Feiling Tribe team walked out of the silver gate, he set out to follow them in.

The world behind the door is completely different from the outside. Outside, there are clear waters, green mountains, and lush vegetation, but inside is a black land. Not only is there no grass growing on the ground, but the soil and rocks are all dark in color. At a glance, it is boundless.

And high in the sky, there is a sea of ​​fog formed by a layer of gray-white mist. It is so thick that you can't even see the edge. It looks extremely thick.

The gap left between the sea of ​​mist and the ground was only thirty or forty feet high. It seemed extremely narrow, but the strange wind roaring inside was continuous, as if it could swallow everything.

This scene makes people feel uneasy.

At this time, the man in Qingjia spoke again, "Okay, we are here. Except for the Holy Son, no one else is allowed to take a step forward. The gate of the abyss is in the mist thousands of miles away from here."

Although his voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears clearly and unusually. The crowd that was initially shocked by the scene here immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, the man in Qingjia said with a satisfied smile on his face: "I think everyone has been waiting impatiently for a long time! Then we will start to announce the content of this trial. So necessary..."

The man in Qingjia spoke in an unhurried tone, obviously this was not the first time he had done something like this.

And those who participated in the trial naturally listened with all their attention and did not dare to miss a word.

Of course, Cui Chen was not interested in these at all.
Chapter completed!