As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills - Chapter 351

351 Battle to Be the Champion (1)

“There seems to be something in the depths of the Guanghan River. There were a few times when the water was disturbed, and I felt a heart-palpitating aura. That’s not the might that a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator should have.”

“The Soul Suppressing River and the Guanghan River… Those two mysterious rivers in the Black Rock Ruins have astonishing origins. There’s no need to mention the Soul Suppressing River, a place that even powerhouses have to be afraid of The Guanghan River is even more mysterious. It’s rumored that a dragon soul and true spirit were born there in the past, and it left behind a lasting impact on the world of immortal cultivation.”

“The Black Rock Ruins have existed for ten thousand years. It’s said that another spirit of heaven and earth has been born in the Guanghan River and has gained sentience. Previously, when the Saint Cultivation Platform was opened, people suspected that they saw a huge shadow swimming in the depths of the Guanghan River, sweeping up countless treasures, and bringing amazing benefits to explorers.”

“The geniuses who once were the champions on the Saint Cultivation Platform all had a final battle with that mysterious spirit. If they won, they would obtain a shocking reward!”

“Legend has it that the previous generation’s young master of the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven, who also happens to be the current sect master of the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven, Reverend Mo Li, once achieved such a feat.”

“After the Saint Cultivation Platform opens this time, this whole place will be on the verge of collapse. The Guanghan River and the Saint Cultivation Platform might also collapse. If the mysterious creature in the Guanghan River really exists, it will definitely appear when the Saint Cultivation Platform opens this time. Perhaps the leader of this group will obtain more benefits than before. It’s unimaginable!”

Below the Saint Cultivation Platform, some geniuses were talking in low voices. Jiang Ming also took the opportunity to eavesdrop. He learned things that he’d never heard of before. He could not help but raise his eyebrows. No wonder so many people came to compete!

As for the other cultivators, they could not help but yearn for the benefits when they heard this. Their eyes were burning with desire, and they wanted to immediately snatch the so-called leader into their hands.

“Mister, you have to work hard. You must be like Reverend Mo Li back then, defeating all your enemies and becoming the champion.” Zhu An’an clenched her little fists and encouraged Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming smiled. Now that he had developed a sword heart, he was not afraid. He just teased, “If I become the champion, I must give you credit for helping me. When the time comes, I will definitely share some of the rewards with you.”

“Really? Don’t go back on your word!” Zhu Anan’s eyes immediately lit up. She pulled Jiang Ming’s arm and made him promise. She then recorded this scene with a photographic magical tool.

However, Jiang Ming’s arrogant voice also attracted the attention of many people around him.

After all, geniuses gathered here, and they were all egotistic. However, even the top geniuses of the grotto-heavens and blessed lands did not dare say that they could become the champion. Therefore, hearing an unknown individual cultivator say such brazen words was infuriating!

“In the past, Reverend Mo Li suppressed a generation of geniuses from the Feather Kingdom. No one could be stronger than him. He swept through all his enemies and won the championship with absolute power. He also suppressed the strange spirits of heaven and earth and seized their fortunes. Even the geniuses from the blessed land of immortal cultivation praised him and invited him to join them, saying that he had the potential to become a Holy Son. The current Reverend Mo Li is a peerless figure with a famous reputation in the Feather Kingdom! Therefore, who are you? How dare you be so arrogant and compare yourself to Reverend Mo Li?”

The voice gradually approached them. Jiang Ming’s expression was calm as he turned his head to look to the side. He saw a group of six or seven people, all of whom were handsome and outstanding young men and women, slowly walking toward them.

The leader of the group was wearing a long, dark robe. There was a strange emblem of a blood-red eye embroidered on his chest, and there was a silver line between his eyebrows. It was moving gently, as if it was alive. It was as if it could open at any time.

He looked at Jiang Ming and Zhu An’an, and a dark and cold aura swept over them.

“Little girl, you should not speak so arrogantly at such a young age. Otherwise, no one will save you if your mouth is torn apart.”

The dark-robed young man sneered and stared at Jiang Ming. The vertical line between his eyebrows surged. “There’s a smell on your body that makes me uncomfortable. Have you killed anyone from my sect?”

Wherever this group of people passed by, many cultivators retreated. They were afraid that they would be targeted.

“Liu Xuantong of the Divine Eye Sect was born with a secret mark on his forehead. He is known as the strongest genius in the history of the Divine Eye Sect. I heard that he once fought with many top geniuses of the three grotto-heavens. Aside from the top few, he was almost invincible. He was thought to have the hope of stepping into the Saint Realm and leading the rise of the Divine Eye Sect. He could even make his sect a blessed land of immortal cultivation.”

Some of the cultivators who recognized him revealed expressions of fear and respect. The Divine Eye Sect’s reputation in the Feather Kingdom was already extremely bad. They were all afraid of him.

If nothing unexpected happened, Liu Xuantong would definitely become one of the most powerful figures of the Saint Realm in the Feather Kingdom. He might even have a chance to become a mighty figure. Who would dare offend such an existence?

Liu Xuantong walked up to Jiang Ming, exuding a chilling aura. Her eyes were unexpectedly bright, as if he could see through people’s hearts.

Jiang Ming shielded Zhu An’an behind him and looked at Liu Xuantong calmly. “I’ve killed many people. Which sect are you from? Tell me your name. Perhaps I really was the one who killed your father back then.”