After glancing at the crowd around him, Ling Tian flew straight into the air without stopping and returned to his cave.

Time passed quickly, and two days passed quietly.

During this period, Ling Tian did not practice, but concentrated on refining pills.

Although there were still three days before the next competition, at this time, the simulator he had been looking forward to for a long time finally finished cooling down.

"It's time to continue the simulation. As long as I can further improve my strength, I will have a better chance of winning the championship in the Hundred Sects Competition."

"There is no need to wait until three days later to start the simulation, which would be a waste of time."

Ling Tian's eyes were firm and he took a deep breath.

"Start the simulation!"

However, at this moment, Ling Tian suddenly felt something in his heart and his face changed suddenly.

He rushed out of the cave quickly and looked up at the sky without even having time to check the simulation content.

The originally blue sky was now covered by a strange blood-colored layer, with lightning and thunder, and thick dark clouds rolling and roaring like boiling ink.

This strange phenomenon was not only seen above Luoying City, but also in the distant sky.

In an instant, the day turned into darkness, and the whole sky was shrouded in a gray atmosphere. Only a few strands of blood light shone through the clouds, giving the world an ominous color.

Luoying City suddenly fell into chaos, and countless mortals and monks panicked and ran and shouted on the streets.

Some people cried loudly, and some shouted hoarsely, as if the end of the world had come.

"Sure enough, the weirdness has finally arrived..." Ling Tian muttered to himself with a solemn face.

He expanded his consciousness and sensed that more and more powerful auras were rising into the air. These strong men were all watching the changes in the sky solemnly.

Even Xu Feng, the host of the competition, showed a stern look that he had never had before.

Looking at all this, Ling Tian sighed and said, "What is coming will eventually come. The most important thing now is to continuously improve our strength and prepare for the upcoming crisis."

After that, he turned back to the cave, sat cross-legged, and cast his eyes on the simulation panel.

[Consumed simulation times 1, remaining simulation times 0]

[The 21st simulation begins!]

[Because the last simulation evaluation was outstanding, this time the draw is purple talent, the talent is randomly drawn...]

[Ding, congratulations on getting the purple talent: Dual Cultivation Genius]

[Dual Cultivation Genius]: You are particularly powerful in a certain aspect, and your skills are superb, which can make females unable to stop, and the dual cultivation effect is increased by thirty times.

"Why is it the talent of dual cultivation again..." Ling Tian gently stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and whispered: "I just focused on dual cultivation during the last simulation. Am I addicted to dual cultivation..."

"But I can't indulge in it. Focusing on improving my cultivation is the top priority."

Ling Tian sighed lightly, with some trouble in his eyes.

He knew his path of cultivation and couldn't deviate from it because of this talent.

"This may be bad for my Tao heart..." He said to himself.

"But I'm afraid I can't continue to practice in the Hehuan Sect this time. After all, my body refining has not improved my cultivation yet."

"Then this time I should try to enter the Bailian Sect and obtain the subsequent skills of the Tyrant Art." He nodded slightly and refocused on the simulation.

[After you know that the simulation has started, you don't care about it anymore and continue to immerse yourself in alchemy. ]

[After all, there are still three days before the Hundred Sects Competition starts again, so you can't waste time. ]

[Just like that, three days passed in a flash. ]

[You came out of retreat again, eager to show your skills in this Hundred Sects Competition. ]

[When you left the cave, you looked up at the sky, and the strange scene that was previously shrouded in dark clouds was gone. ]

[Instead, there was a clear blue sky, but in that blue, there was a faint scarlet. ]

[You know that your strength is far from enough to deal with those strange forces, so you can only put it aside for the time being. ]

[The Hundred Sects Competition at this time is your most important thing. ]

[You take a deep breath, adjust your mood, and devote yourself to the next competition. ]

[Increasing your strength is what you need to pay attention to most now. Only by constantly improving your strength can you deal with the next danger. ]

[Your original body and clone fly side by side, gradually approaching the bustling fighting stage. ]

[You find that there are still a lot of people here, and countless monks are standing in the air. ]

[You secretly calculate that although only a hundred people can stand out in the end, the number of monks present is really surprising to you. ]

[You look around and immediately feelYou were affected by the aura of countless Nascent Soul cultivators around you. ]

[In addition to those Nascent Soul cultivators, there are also countless cultivators with low cultivation. ]

[You flew directly into the center of the fighting arena. ]

[The cultivators around you made way for you, obviously having heard of your strength. ]

[After all, they have seen that you are a strong man in the battle. ]

[They all admire your strong strength and cast respectful eyes on you. ]

[After all, with the soul of a cultivator, basically every battle can be remembered. ]

[At this time, hundreds of powerful Nascent Soul Perfection cultivators have gathered in the center of the fighting arena. ]

[Each of them has a solemn expression and a majestic aura. All of them are strong in this competition. ]

[Of course, this is relative to other people. ]

[You used your spiritual sense to sense the surroundings, but did not find any traces of Wang Teng and others. ]

[Obviously, these powerful cultivators have not arrived yet. ]

[You also think it's too early. After all, a strong man should have the attitude of a strong man, and he should be the last to appear. ]

[After half an incense stick, Wang Teng and others finally slowly landed on the fighting stage. ]

[Their arrival instantly caused a sensation among the monks on the scene, and countless eyes were focused on them. ]

[Wang Teng and others walked slowly, and the monks around made way for them. ]

[They are the most outstanding strong men in this hundred sects competition, and naturally they are respected and revered by everyone. ]

[After everyone arrived, Xu Feng finally appeared on the fighting stage. ]

[His appearance once again caused whispers among the monks on the scene, and countless eyes were focused on him. ]

[You stared at Xu Feng, wanting to see what arrangements this great man would make next. ]

[Xu Feng appeared on the stage, without any extra movements, and took out a bead from his sleeve. ]

[The bead suddenly grew larger and brighter above his head until it turned into a dazzling light gate. ]

[Xu Feng waved his hand, and at a command, all the monks entered the light gate. ]

[After everyone entered the secret realm, Xu Feng finally explained the rules. ]

[He said frankly that because the catastrophe came earlier, the way of the competition would be different. ]

[As soon as Xu Feng finished speaking, he immediately caused a commotion among the monks on the scene. ]

[You frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in your eyes, wondering what changes would happen in the next competition. ]

[He will select ten powerful participating monks as one group, and the remaining monks as one group. ]

[These ten most powerful monks will decide the top ten. ]

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