Caspian withdrew his aura and returned to the Black-White Pagoda from the Tower of Life.
Perhaps it was because his realm had improved or he had mastered a more powerful cultivation method, but at this moment, Caspian felt that his attitude toward the surrounding void had changed completely.
"There are still more than 20 days left before the trial test. I should try my best to find more battlefields."
The various remnant cultivation techniques and magical powers from back then should be collected more often. It will also be beneficial for me to condense a Golden Core in the future."
Caspian raised his hand and summoned the Nine-sun Golden Boat.
At this time, nine cultivators in the same gray robes had gathered around a mountain range of the Black-White Pagoda.
Under their feet was a deep valley.
This valley was surrounded by continuous mountains. It looked like a big bowl.
In the valley, there was no light all year round. It was full of horrible and long vines and rolling Death Qi, like a pot of boiling sticky ink. At first glance, it was terrifying.
The nine cultivators looked at each other, and the leader of them said, "Are you ready?"
One of the cultivators said, "The Life-stopping Formation is ready. Now we are waiting to trap Caspian in it."
"Humph, it's easy to suppress him."
"He took Zhao Wuji's Luck. Although his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he himself doesn't know that the Luck also leaves a hidden danger."
"Our 10 Lords of Heaven are connected by our spirits. We can sense the other nine people. But Caspian doesn't know about this. We can use this to find him in the Black-White Pagoda and refine his flesh and blood."
"Compared to the opportunities and treasures in the Black-White Pagoda, the essence of Caspian is the real treasure!"
"That's the truth."
"The fact that Caspian can kill Zhao Wuji shows that he has great luck. Then, he can kill Zhao Wuji and get the treasure of Crape Myrtle Sect under Zhao Wuji's command. The current Caspian is a big fat sheep in my eyes!"
"Zhao Wuji's Godfiend Country must have fallen into the hands of Caspian. That's a good treasure."
"Bring him into the great formation, refine him into the purest essence energy, let the nine of us absorb it. This benefit is much better than any fortuitous encounter in the Black-White Pagoda."
The nine cultivators began to discuss among themselves, as if Caspian was in their pockets.
Although Zhao Wuji was one of the Ten Lords of Heaven before, at this time, none of them missed him.
On the contrary, the remaining nine people were far more interested in the magic weapons left by Zhao Wuji than ordinary people.
They even began to discuss who would own the treasures after killing Caspian.
Before long, a sudden tremor came from the center of the formation.
The nine cultivators all shut up and looked down.
Just as they looked away, the rolling black Qi in the center of the array suddenly cracked open.
At the same time, the crack was like an eye of people, looking straight at the nine people in the air.
The eye was bloodshot and full of ferocity and evil.
In the blink of an eye, the nine cultivators in midair felt their hearts turn cold and their scalps go numb. Their Body-protection Gangs subconsciously rushed out.
However, the blood-red eye that appeared in the center of the formation only lasted for a moment before it closed again.
After a long silence, one of the nine cultivators asked, "How long will it take?"
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