"Director Shen, take a look, this is Eight Hundred Miles of Qin Mountain."

Outside Immortal Ridge, a group of players entered and immediately felt the terrible danger.

Countless eyes shot from all directions like arrows that could pierce through the body!

Lin Fan uncomfortably twisted his neck while his Sixth-rank Martial Artist's internal energy firmly protected his entire body—but it wasn't of much use.

Those daring to venture deep into Qin Mountain or trying to seize a chance were at least Seventh Grade Martial Artists; Sixth grade was not uncommon!

Although the players were happy to have a large event near their doorstep, sadly, each of them held little power.

The individual players and small guilds were killed off on the outer perimeter of Qin Mountain.

Those who could enter the scope of Immortal Ridge and see that skyward pillar of light were definitely elite players!

In this small team, players like Jiang Shang, Xie Biqi, and Zhang Xuanyi were the main force.

"So many experts... Perhaps all the well-known figures in Martial Arts have come here?" Jiang Shang looked at the scene and murmured.

But after reaching the periphery of Immortal Ridge, they couldn't get any further.

The inner circle of Immortal Ridge was already controlled by the major sects; getting any closer without a Third-Grade Martial Artist was death!

Nevertheless, they could see the massive fog of Immortal Ridge and the pillar of light shooting to the sky.

"This really is... a spectacle that could never be seen in reality," Shen Mo couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"According to what our scouts previously said, this pillar was originally as thick as a mountain, and now it has shrunk a lot..." Huang Tianyao explained on the side, "It feels like the prelude to the dissipation of the White Mist Array. When that happens, these Martial Artists from all over will surely fight bloody battles for the inheritance."

"It's no big deal; we're mainly here to survey and join the excitement. At worst, we'll just die and respawn!"

Shen Mo made a sweeping gesture with great flair.

Before the public beta began, gaming equipment was precious, and he, as the Director, could only allocate a small portion.

And the devices in the hands of the Special Review Bureau weren't given entirely to gaming legends or special forces... but to a few sociologists, geologists, metallurgists, and so on, letting them personally enter this world to conduct various field surveys. Arrangements had already been made to escort personnel to various locations for research...

Shen Mo came this time, also intending to survey the real high-level power in this world and make an assessment.

As for the First-class inheritance?

Even the most arrogant players, after being brutally beaten by Tu Qianqiu last time, didn't believe they could snatch anything from these established sects.

They were simply hoping for a stroke of great luck to scoop up some scraps and would be content with that.

"We've got it figured out, the big powers that have reserved the area ahead include Tianyuan Sect, Blood Wolf Sect, and White Tiger Sect... These three are the forces of Dingzhou, then there's Wanliu Sect from Yuan Province, Only Me Sect from Meng Province, and Heavenly Gate Sect from Ancient State..."

Xie Biqi whispered with a player for a moment before coming to Shen Mo, her expression somewhat troubled, "Just among those openly known Second Grade Martial Artists, there are four, plus a Third Grade Daoist; as for those hidden in the shadows, God knows how many..."

"I remember, a sect that truly dominates a province needs First-class Martial Power, don't they? Didn't they come?" Shen Mo asked.

"First Grade Martial Artists are like myths, always elusive, either wandering the world or anchoring a sect, and are not to be moved lightly. Having four Second Graders show up is already an event rarely seen in Daqian Nine Provinces in recent years."

Xie Biqi said, "As for Third and Fourth Grade Martial Artists, let alone some new talents from Jianghu, there are even more, including some young talents from the Heavenly Pride List, currently challenging each other..."

"The ranking list of the young generation Martial Artists?" Shen Mo took an interest, "Who among us could make it on the list, how about Lin Fan?"

Xie Biqi was silent for a moment before reluctantly speaking, "Wait until Lin Fan reaches Fourth or Fifth Grade, maybe he could try; going now would just get him killed in a few moves!"

At that moment, Immortal Ridge suddenly quivered.

Like the Earth Dragon flipping over, the ground trembled continuously, drawing the attention of all Martial Artists.

Then, Xie Biqi looked up and saw that the pillar of light reaching to the sky was getting slimmer and would eventually disappear completely.

The fog enveloping Immortal Ridge, like white frost meeting the sunshine, swiftly retreated.

"It's the inheritance!"

"The inheritance is about to be opened."

"A First Grade Daoist's treasure trove!"

Countless Martial Artists roared and howled, converging into a boiling tide:

"Break through!"

"Charge in!"

"A dragon or a worm, this battle will show!"

...

Countless Martial Artists crazily rushed towards Immortal Ridge, their impact profoundly terrifying.

Even though Shen Mo and his group were mostly there to watch, they couldn't help but be swept up by the crowd, rushing forward towards the Martial Artist formations of the great sects.

"No mercy for those who charge the formation!"

Sects like the White Tiger Sect were not pushovers; on the contrary, each member was an incredibly tough nut to crack.

The White Tiger Elite of the White Tiger Sect were exceptional troops, working in unison with Iron Armor Treasure Soldiers, constantly swinging their weapons and turning into veritable meat grinders.

Blood and brutality were continuously staged in this wild land.

While the bloodshed of the smaller Martial Artists played out on the outskirts, the big shots in the inner circle paid no mind.

Mu Yuanliu stared dumbfoundedly at Immortal Ridge, which had transformed completely after the mist dissipated, his eyes wide: "What is that? Zhu fruit? It's said that a single one can help a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist generate inner qi?"

"And the Divine Origin Tree, which blooms and bears fruit once every hundred years, with each fruit aiding in cultivating Divine Essence. This tree, full of fruit—if a Daoist saw it, would they go mad?"

Tu Qianqiu murmured to himself while pointing at a purple fruit tree.

Of course, Martial Artists would be even more desperate to have it, for even Third-Grade Martial Artists must cultivate their essence, spirit, and qi. Martial Artists under the heavens could also consume the Divine Origin Tree Fruit, but Daoists often regard it as a waste of heavenly treasures.

"This is only the periphery!"

Zhuang Bufan fell silent, turned into a dark shadow, and rocketed toward Immortal Ridge like an arrow shot from its bow.

"Sect Master!"

Tu Qianqiu looked at the high-grade Martial Artists from different sects springing into action, greatly alarmed.

"Wait first..."

Mu Yuanliu clasped his hands tightly together: "Before, Immortal Ridge was merely a barren mountain, now suddenly so mystical, teeming with spiritual objects as if it has received great fortune... Even a First Grade Daoist shouldn't be capable of this, right? Could it be, as legends say, above the First Grade?"

If a First Grade Daoist was already a legend.

Then the realm of Holy Immortals above the First Grade was practically myth!

At that moment, a rare battle for a spiritual medicine broke out as Wanliu Sect's Hua Mantang startlingly clashed with Blood Wolf Sect's Du Du.

Boom!

The enormous specter of the White Tiger surfaced, tangling with thousands of flower petals.

The ground all around quaked and cracked, harming any low-grade Martial Artist who entered with mere shockwaves.

In terms of destructive power, they were like two human-shaped missile launchers, with unlimited ammo at that!

Shen Mo's face, granite-like, watched these scenes unfold, his lips unconsciously biting until they bled.

If such Martial Artists appeared in Da Xia, the consequences were unimaginable...

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