This battle is destined to be long.

Chen Jichuan shook his head and tore the dragon puppet apart with his backhand, leaving without looking back.

...

Time is like flowing water, year after year.

The battlefield of Chengtian is indeed vast. Hundreds of immortals fall into it, like a hundred drops of water flowing into rivers, lakes and seas, which is too inconspicuous. Especially in the early stage, the cultivation of all the immortals is sealed, with low cultivation. Not only is the speed of traveling slowly, but the coverage of spiritual consciousness is also small, making it even more difficult for them to meet each other.

The first decade passed.

Chen Jichuan only met an unlucky guy like Jin Mengzi.

Ten years later.

Buzzing!

The world was buzzing, and the first natural disaster came, and the wild land continued to collapse from outside to inside.

Chen Jichuan and other immortals had the topographic map of Chengtian battlefield in their minds.

As the buzzing sounded, Chen Jichuan saw that there were gray areas on the map, east, south and north, and it slowly turned red from the outside to the inside.

“The grey area is the area that is about to collapse.”

“The red area is the area that has collapsed.”

Chen Jichuan looked at the wilderness map and found that the first time he narrowed the scope, the entire wilderness was reduced by half. In the next period of time, the chances of these immortals meeting in Chengtian Realm will be greatly increased, and the battles and fighting will be more intense.

"Ninety-six people."

"In ten years, only four people were eliminated."

Chen Jichuan was not surprised to see the number of existing immortals on the map. He knew very well that none of these immortals were good. On the same starting line, in such a wide wilderness, it was difficult for them to be eliminated.

Among these four eliminated immortals, Jin Mengzi was in trouble and met him as an alternative.

The situation of the other three is unknown.

"Don't care about them."

"I just look for Black Stone to improve my cultivation and further improve my 'Call the Wind and Rain'."

Chen Jichuan glanced at the map and set off again.

...

ten years.

Twenty years.

Thirty years.

The Chengtian battlefield shrinks every ten years, and the scope of each shrinkage is uncertain. Sometimes it is in the east, sometimes it is in the north, and sometimes it is in the middle.

Shrink again and again.

The chances of meeting the immortals are also increasing rapidly.

After Jin Mengzi, in the second decade, Chen Jichuan finally opened again and eliminated two immortals in a row.

In the first decade, he enlightened it once a year. After the time point entered the second decade, he had already practiced "Seeing the Wind and the Rain" to the fourth level, not far from the fifth level.

This progress is amazing.

I can't see it alone, but the other four immortals who entered the Eight-Armed Temple together in Chengtian Battlefield, among which the eight-armed immortals with the highest cultivation level are still swaying in the third level.

The other three are in the second level and the third level.

It's far worse than Chen Jichuan.

"The further I go, the greater my advantage!"

Chen Jichuan has been paying attention to the progress of the eight-armed immortals and his confidence is getting stronger day by day.

With the deep understanding of "Seeing the Wind and Summoning the Rain", he controlled the strong wind faster and faster, and the scope of exploration became wider and wider. Over time, the number of black stones found gradually exceeded that of the Eight-Armed Immortal and others, exceeding the normal level. The unsealed cultivation level can also be ranked first in the Chengtian battlefield.

Time is fast.

A hundred years in a blink of an eye.

...
Chapter completed!