Almost at the same time as Bai Ye took a step forward, Zhang Mingxuan also suddenly sat cross-legged, and in front of him, a chessboard appeared at some point.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Ye Yin, who already had only one arm left, frowned.

"Bai Ye, do you want to die?"

The man in black didn't reply, but his eyes were slightly condensed, looking straight ahead, and he made a silent challenge.

A trace of qi rippled out from his body, emanating from the main hall, and encircling the entire palace.

At the moment when the qi was emitted, there seemed to be a sound of a dragon groaning from the sky, but there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

Ye Yin was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and in his eyes, it was indescribably complicated.

Liu's blind eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be some abruptness in his heart, and even a little admiration.

The people here, except for Liu Blind, all the others were surprised to find that the qi in their bodies was completely suppressed, although it was not that they could not move, but their qi was sluggish.

This is a big taboo for martial artists.

Ascend to the peak of the extreme realm, the realm of the realm, at this moment, all efforts are exerted.

The understanding of this realm is profound, and it seems to be much more faintly than Lu Caiwei.

Compared to Bai Ye when he entered the Immortal Palace before, he was obviously several times stronger at this moment.

Did this guy get any more opportunities?

Ye Yin shook his head slightly, and then remembered the faint sound of the dragon moaning just now, and sighed slightly in his heart.

He had also been trapped in the Xuanwu pillar of light, and he had tried to feel a little, but he found nothing.

But Bai Ye obviously got something out of it.

A few more chessboards appeared out of thin air, but they fell in front of Shang Lu and Chen Meng respectively.

Counting Zhang Mingxuan's original set, there are a total of three chessboards.

The rest of the people don't have it, it seems that this chessboard is really prepared for those who are destined.

But if you are careful, you will be able to spot one detail.

Whether it is Zhang Mingxuan, Shang Lu, or Chen Meng of Baiyun Temple.

All three are cultivators.

The inheritance of power, they can't get it.

But the inheritance of the Great Dao is no less precious than the inheritance of strength.

Even for Zhang Mingxuan and Shang Lu, the Great Dao Inheritance was countless times higher than the Strength Inheritance.

Shang Lu and Chen Meng didn't say much, and they didn't care about the scheming Bai Ye at all, but just sat down cross-legged and played alone.

It's just that Shang Lu and Chen Meng's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation.

The avenue is the path of the cultivator, which is different from the ordinary martial arts.

Cultivators don't care much about the realm than about the realm, but more about the path they take.

As long as the avenue is complete, then the cultivation realm is a matter of course, and even one step to the peak, two steps to the extreme, and three steps to the immortal is not a vain statement.

But unlike Zhang Mingxuan, who is still confused on their own path, they have already taken a path.

Although the avenue of Penglai is definitely farther and even wider than them, it ...... After all, that is not tolerated by heaven and earth.

Do you want to accept it? Do you want to change?

But perhaps because the inheritance was too precious and too tempting, they sat down cross-legged in front of the chessboard.

It's just that deep in my heart, there is always a trace of hesitation.

This is the difference between them and Zhang Mingxuan, who has given up everything and is just pursuing the avenue.

This also means that although the game has not yet begun, they are already out.

Bai Ye's gaze swept over the three people who were playing against him, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

The edge of the avenue, he did not obtain.

He didn't need it.

There are so many roads in the world, and what he has taken is just like countless martial artists in the world.

Martial arts.

Only his own martial arts path.

No matter how good someone else's path is, at most he will only comprehend it and inherit it? He doesn't need to.

What he likes is Penglai's pure power.

That's the ultimate martial arts.

The "realm" opened in an instant, completely different from Lu Caiwei, who had just stepped into this realm.

Lu Caiwei is just a "realm" of dozens of zhang.

But the "realm" of white leaves spread for more than ten miles in an instant!

Even in this "realm", there is a faint shadow emerging.

The phantom of Penglai in the air of the main hall, at this moment, his eyes were slightly fixed on the white leaves for a while, for some reason, it was obviously just a phantom, but the corners of his mouth were hung with an inexplicable smile.

"If you still conceal the realm and don't use it with all your might, you won't have a chance to use it again."

The illusory Penglai spoke slowly, but with a slight smile.

Bai Ye's eyes flickered slightly, but then he gritted his teeth, but he no longer covered it up, and from the center of his forehead and eyebrows, a clear and incomparably clear green dragon mark suddenly appeared.

The realm that ordinary people couldn't feel seemed to freeze for a moment, and then suddenly expanded outward again.

The area within a radius of dozens of miles was wrapped in the realm of white leaves at this moment, almost covering the entire immortal palace.

But Bai Ye suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, as if he couldn't support it, and the realm trembled for a moment, but fortunately it slowly subsided in the next second.

He raised his hand slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then clenched his fists, and in his calm gaze, there was incomparable perseverance.

It doesn't stop there.

In the Fang Cai realm, the originally illusory objects finally showed traces at this moment, dense, undulating one after another, slowly appearing in this realm.

There are four quaint but heavy city walls, which suddenly appear in this realm at this moment, overlapping with this fairy palace.

Immediately afterwards, there were countless houses and cottages, slowly emerging in this fairy palace, and the surrounding palaces and pavilions seemed to be pieced together.

There are lakes and trees, and they also appear one by one at this moment, and they are seated in this fairy palace realm.

Of course, all this is just an illusion, an illusion that exists in the White Leaf Realm.

"What is this?"

This time, even Liu Blind was surprised.

There were the surviving warriors of Da Chu in the crowd, and at this moment, they looked at the scenes outside the palace, and they were shocked, but then they were surprised and said loudly.

"This, this is exactly the same, this is the Yuzhang City of Great Chu!"

Bai Ye is the lord of Yuzhang City.

In the past twenty years in Yuzhang City, he has firmly engraved everything in it and turned it into his own realm.

Realm realm, one word in the realm, one word in the domain.

The word realm is easy to understand, and its meaning is two, one is the realm, and the other is the border.

And the word domain, if it can't be understood, it can only be like Lu Caiwei, with a realm of about dozens of zhang in size.

But the real domain is its own domain.

What is the field of white leaves?

As the lord of a city, Yuzhang City is his realm.

The right time, place and people.

Fighting in this city is tantamount to sitting on a favorable position.

Ye Yin, who was watching from the sidelines, was silent for a long time before he let out a secret sigh.

"I'm not as good as him."

Bai Ye's eyes were firm, but he made a gesture of invitation to the figure in the sky.

Don't you want me to take your punch?

I, Bai, will take your punch with the power of the city.

The figure in the air of the main hall seemed to smile at this moment, nodded slightly, and seemed to be a little admired.

"What a city realm, and the inside of it is really lifelike."

But then, the voice of the words brought a touch of regret, and it seemed to be a little disappointed.

"But alas, it's just lifelike."

(End of chapter)