Chapter 268 Feast of Thousand Corpses Gate

"ah!"

Zhao Yi's eyes were red, and he rushed into the guardian formation of the Thousand Corpse Gate, like an egg hitting a stone, and was immediately sucked into the formation.

Seen from a distance, there was only a bright red blood flower, and Zhao Yi's figure was directly swallowed by the formation.

"Damn it, you would rather commit suicide than fall into our hands."

Dihong Shengjun rushed over immediately, and Zhao Yi's aura had long since disappeared.

I wanted to investigate further, but the guardian array didn't give him this chance, as long as he approached, a wave of destruction would come directly!

After all, this large array of guardians was arranged by a super-powerful Emperor Wu, and the sect master is the only one who can activate this large array.

"The divine beast has the arrogance of a divine beast. Although it is a species that has never been seen before, the most important thing now is to prepare for the banquet in two days' time."

At this time, the Black Corpse Sage Monarch also rushed over, with a little regret in his eyes.

"That's all there is to it."

Dihong Shengjun gritted his teeth and had no choice but to let it go. Even so, he still arranged some guards to patrol around.

When he was in the World of Beasts before, he always thought that Zhao Yi would surely die, but every time he appeared in front of him again.

"laugh!"

The moment Zhao Yi stepped into the protective formation, his physical body was brutally torn apart by this force, and he could not recover for a while.

But Zhao Yi's demon core followed the gap in the formation and fell on a stone inside the formation.

Inside the demon core world, it was like the end of the world at this time. The mountains, rivers and rivers that were slightly formed were torn apart like an earthquake, and the pain was constantly transmitted to Zhao Yi's consciousness.

"It hurts!"

Zhao Yi felt that kind of indescribable pain. After all, at his level of cultivation, the physical body is not everything, and there is still a remnant soul after death.

Thinking of Ye Zixin who was transformed into a ghost, Zhao Yi forced himself to stay awake.

"No, I can't fall here."

In the demon core world, Zhao Yi used his spiritual power to condense a spirit figure, hugged his head and growled, took out the Moonlight Treasure Box, and put his own demon core into it.

At the same time, one after another spirit stones were transferred from the demon core world. Fortunately, there was a top-grade spirit vein, otherwise Zhao Yi would have to wait to die this time.

After urging the Canglang Dian, Zhao Yi's physical body began to recover bit by bit.

But restoring the physical body is a very difficult process. Even if one has the best spiritual veins, it will take a long time to recover.

Under Zhao Yi's full recovery, ten days passed quietly, and the physical body was rebuilt, much tougher than before.

If he uses the dragon body trick again, he will no longer be crushed and beaten by Dihong Shengjun and Black Corpse Shengjun.

"Fortunately, there is a Moonlight Treasure Box. Although ten days have passed here, in the outside world, only one day has passed."

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stood up, feeling the enormous power after rebirth, and even vaguely aware of the breakthrough point of Wu Sheng.

But now Zhao Yi didn't have time to stay here, so with a wave of his palm, he took the Moonlight Treasure Box into the Demon Core World.

"This formation... I'm afraid it is a super formation of the ninth rank."

Zhao Yi raised his head, and suddenly felt a terrifying storm of spiritual power sweeping from all directions.

If it wasn't for the place where Zhao Yi was standing to avoid all dangers, he might have been torn to pieces at that moment!

"Even if it's a rank nine formation, it can't stop me!"

Concerned about Ye Zixin's safety, Zhao Yi let out a low growl, but calmed down, created a clone, and looked for a breakthrough in the formation.

While Zhao Yi was troubled by being trapped in the formation, the grand banquet that Thousand Corpse Sect had been waiting for came as promised.

As the day just rose, every corner of the Thousand Corpse Gate immediately became busy, and countless banquets and food filled every corner.

The leaders of the various forces that have not appeared on weekdays also came to this banquet.

"Brother Zhao Yi, is there something wrong with him? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

The sun poured down from the edge of the sky, and Yan Zhirou has been wandering in place since the early morning, repeating the same words countless times.

"His soul card is still very stable, and nothing will happen for the time being."

The Lord of Demon Prison also came out of the courtyard, forcing a smile on his face.

He knew very well that yesterday, Zhao Yi's aura could not be found, and even half of the soul card was damaged.

"Let's go, even if he doesn't come back in time, if we don't go to this feast, he will probably come to reprimand us."

The Sage Lord of the Demon Prison gave a dry laugh, Yan Zhirou nodded lightly, followed him, and walked quickly towards the center of the Thousand Corpse Gate.

In that lively banquet, countless people didn't know that a big battle that would change the structure of the central forces in Wuji Continent was quietly brewing.

Before the banquet started, the Lord of Demon Prison took Yan Zhirou and sat down in an inconspicuous position, observing all this in secret.

"Boom!"

As time gradually passed at noon, a bell rang, as if it came from ancient times, echoing every corner of the Thousand Corpse Gate.

The people who were whispering quietly quieted down in unison, staring straight ahead.

There, there were three figures sitting in the chief position, exuding a faint aura like an overlord, which made people dare not look directly at them.

These three people are the Black Corpse Sage, the Dihong Sage, and the legendary Tianhong Sage who is closest to Emperor Wu!

Tian Hongsheng

Jun, is also dressed in a black robe, with a calm face, it is impossible to guess what is in his heart.

"It turned out to be three sage kings sitting in town."

The Demon Prison Sage took a cup of tea and poured it directly into his throat, and couldn't help but glance at the three people in the chief office.

As for the level of Emperor Wu, the Sage Monarch of Demon Prison has not discovered it yet.

"Hehe, welcome to my banquet at the Thousand Corpse Sect."

Tianhong Shengjun stood up slowly, lowered his body and bowed to everyone, countless people looked at each other in blank dismay, and hurriedly returned the salute.

"May I ask Tianhong Sage Monarch for what purpose he spent so much time holding this banquet?"

Faced with Tianhong Shengjun's low profile, countless people doubted their own eyes, and even some bold people couldn't help but stand up.

Countless people nodded secretly, obviously wanting to know what the Sage Lord Tianhong is up to!

"Hehe, since that's the case, I'll make a long story short. After today, the center of Wuji Continent will no longer be a mess."

"And my Thousand Corpse Sect is the number one sect in the center of the mainland!"

Tianhong Shengjun's faint laughter was like a bomb, and immediately caused an uproar.

You know, there are countless top forces in the center of the mainland, but they are all scattered. Even the top Thousand Corpse Gate, Wuhun Tower, and Chaos Demon Chamber of Commerce cannot rule this area.

And the reason is that there is no emperor-level powerhouse!

The highest level of cultivation in Wuji Continent, the realm of Emperor Wu!