sjar Chapter 4278 Officially Opened
Chapter 4278 Officially Opened
Chapter 4278 Officially Opens
Lord Bi Om looked at Zhou Han with a very warm gaze, but Su Bai knew what he was thinking very well.
Zhou Han has been on a strong momentum over the past few thousand years, and his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. If he can obtain a piece of natural sacred land in the eighth secret realm, then stepping into the realm of transcendence will be a foregone conclusion!
Even though he is Zhou Han's master now, if Zhou Han can enter the extraordinary realm one day, then in this Chaohai Pavilion, Zhou Han's status will not be much lower than that of Lord Bi Om!
Moreover, after Zhou Han cultivates Taoism and enters the extraordinary realm, the momentum of his realm improvement will be stronger than his.
Therefore, Lord Bi Om gave Zhou Han special treatment, hoping that if Zhou Han could enter the realm of transcendence in the future, he would at least consider him a little bit better.
Even if the relationship between master and disciple no longer exists, it will not make Zhou Han hate him.
Anyone can see this clearly.
Zhou Han himself was of course well aware of this, but at the moment, he still had to put on a good show and bowed deeply to Lord Bi Om to express his gratitude.
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Before leaving the temple, Lord Bi Om also gave Su Bai and others each a so-called life-saving magic weapon, which was actually a talisman for escaping into the void.
But the grade was not high, so Su Bai directly threw it into a corner of the divine world.
As he walked out of the temple, Su Bai looked at the Chaohai Pavilion in front of him, and his eyes finally focused on a tower-shaped building.
This tower-shaped building is actually almost invisible. Without sufficient cultivation, one cannot even see its existence.
In fact, this tower-shaped building is not within this space. What Su Bai sees is its projection.
"I think this tower has a high status in Chaohai Pavilion. Perhaps it is similar to Chongdao Pavilion in Tianze Academy." Su Bai said to himself.
His gaze only lingered for a moment before he looked away to avoid attracting attention.
Over the past few thousand years, Zhou Han has been constantly challenging the rankings on the Tianguan Holy List, which has indeed had a significant impact. In addition, Chen Jie, whose identity was borrowed by Su Bai, has also made rapid progress in his cultivation, so much so that several senior brothers from the Chijia Tower have given up on causing trouble for Su Bai.
Sometimes when you look for trouble, the trouble ends up falling on yourself, and the result is not worth it.
Su Bai returned to the mausoleum.
He clenched his hand, and a black ancient banner appeared in his palm.
This time, it is very similar to the magic banner, but it is not the magic banner.
Elder Huo warned Su Bai that the magic banner should not be shown to others easily, so Su Bai made a replica based on the magic banner, engraving powerful restrictions on it as a powerful killing weapon!
This time, it was named Swallowing Nightmare by Su Bai.
After entering the eighth secret realm, this nightmare will become a terrible nightmare for some people!
There is only half a year left before the eighth secret realm opens, and the entire Tianguan is quite lively, especially the level of Saint Venerable.
Since the official opening of the eighth secret realm, there are almost no restrictions. Anyone below the extraordinary level can enter. Therefore, all the saints have become interested, and it is not just the Tianguan.
There are also the Emperor's Pass, the Spiritual Pass, and even the distant Di Lao Tian Dan, and a large number of saints have come.
However, the most outrageous thing is that even many supreme beings have thought about it and want to try their luck, which is really absurd.
With only three days left before the opening of the eighth secret realm, the Yunxian Palace announced the starry sky coordinates of the entrance to the eighth secret realm.
Everyone set out at the same time and arrived at the entrance to the eighth secret realm one after another.
The entrance to the eighth secret realm is in Tianguan, in an inconspicuous ancient wasteland. Because it was previously covered by the special forbidden magic circle carved by the Yunxian Palace, no one had ever discovered that this was actually the entrance to the eighth secret realm.
There are still two days left before the eighth secret realm opens, and the wasteland is already filled with the figures of saints, like a swarm of carp crossing the river, with no end in sight.
There was never such a commotion when the ruins of the ancient world were built.
However, these people were clearly divided into groups according to their different forces, origins and identities.
Those around Su Bai were naturally the powerful Saints of Chaohai Pavilion, and there were more than a hundred of them!
The weakest is the Saint of the Upper Realm, and the strongest is naturally Zhou Han and his group.
However, the strongest Saint in Chaohai Pavilion is not Zhou Han, but a man named Li Jin. Although he is a Saint, in terms of status, he is on par with the extraordinary saints in Chaohai Pavilion. He is a direct disciple of an extraordinary god!
In terms of status and position, perhaps only the disciple of Lord Muyun who was killed by Su Hanyue at the time could surpass this person when he was at the Saint Venerable realm.
Su Bai had no intention of looking around. He saw a group of saints everywhere, which was not pleasing to his eyes.
His gaze turned towards the entrance to the eighth secret realm, which was not the same entrance as when Jun Feng first entered the eighth secret realm.
Now Su Bai still leaves a divine consciousness on Chen Jie, controlling Chen Jie's body, while his real body remains in the mausoleum realm.
This divine consciousness is stronger than the one that remained on Jun Feng, and has one percent of the power of Su Bai's total divine consciousness.
Although the entrance is different, Su Bai is not worried. He can enter now just as he could before.
The entrance had not yet been fully opened, and everyone was waiting in this wasteland until two days later, when a powerful figure from the Fallen Immortal Palace arrived.
It was the Taoist priest with both yin and yang sides from that day.
"The passage to the eighth secret realm will be officially opened today. The opening period is one hundred days, and after that, it will no longer be accessible."
"From now on, anyone wishing to exit the Eighth Secret Realm will have to wait a thousand years. Every thousand years, I will open a passage out of the Eighth Secret Realm. This will continue for ten times, after which the Eighth Secret Realm will be completely sealed off."
"So, within ten thousand years at the latest, everyone must exit the Eighth Secret Realm, or they will never be able to exit. Do you remember this?"
The voice of the Yin-Yang Taoist priest was infused with divine power, and it sounded like thunder, deafening and deeply etched in everyone's ears.
Finally, he glanced at the crowd and said calmly, "There is no limit to the cultivation level of those who enter the Eighth Secret Realm. However, I advise those supreme ants to give up the idea of entering the Eighth Secret Realm, otherwise they will bear the consequences."
Although the Yin-Yang Taoist said this, none of the supreme beings in the field left.
They are all extremely crazy. Once they came here, they never thought of leaving so easily.
After saying this, it was obviously impossible for the Yin-Yang Taoist to continue reminding these saints of the consequences of entering the Eighth Secret Realm. He took action directly and officially opened the entrance to the Eighth Secret Realm.
In an instant, countless figures flew towards the entrance like a swarm of locusts.
Those supreme beings also wanted to enter the eighth secret realm, but before they could take a few steps, most of them were killed by a casual palm strike.
"A bunch of supreme ants actually dare to hope for opportunities that don't belong to you, damn it!" The Saint who took action had a face full of disdain.