Xuan Huan: If I let you be the clan leader, you’ll mass-produce Emperors?
37 Entering the secret realm, Mu Lang’s amazing operation!

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Tian Yuan Mystery Land.

It was also the core of the opening of the Capital City Academy, where the true opportunities were.

It was a small world that was refined by the strongest experts of the top forces in the East Continent.

It contained supreme opportunities.

It could quickly increase a cultivator's strength.

"Everyone, use your divine sense to refine the token first.”

"This token can record your points and your life and death.”

The King of Great Yan stood with his hands behind his back and said in a clear voice.

After hearing this, the cultivators immediately followed suit.

Very soon, they discovered that they had a strange connection with the token.

"In the Tian Yuan Mystic Realm, there are demon beast spirit bodies from the fifth level of the origin core realm to the ninth level of the Purple Prefecture Realm.”

"Killing them can obtain their energy and increase your cultivation and points.”

"Also, the small world created by the Omnipotent Expert contains incomplete Great Dao laws.”

"Perhaps, there will be many people with great luck among you who can comprehend their own Concept Power.”

"The mystic realm will open for three months. After that, everyone will be teleported out.”

"The top five with the highest points can represent Great Yan Dynasty in the Hundred Empire War!”

"Opportunity and danger coexist. Life and death are up to fate!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Great Yan nodded behind him.

In an instant, mysterious Dao patterns lit up in the academy, outlining a huge array.

Hundreds and thousands of spirit stones piled up into small mountains began to burn wildly at this moment. More than ten Zifu Disciples took their seats one after another, each guarding a corner of the formation, shooting out dazzling divine light.

A few breaths later, the array activated, and the entrance to the mystic realm appeared in the void in front of them.

"Let's go!"

The King of Great Yan shouted.

Then, dozens of young prodigies filed in and quickly disappeared.

In just a short while, they had all entered.

The King of Great Yan looked at the entrance with a deep gaze and sighed faintly.

"It's been a thousand years since our Great Yan Dynasty produced a God Realm cultivator.”

" I hope things will change this time…"

……

Tian Yuan Mystery Land.

This was a vast, gray land. There was no sun, moon, or stars.

The air was filled with the ancient mottled aura of time.

Dozens of young cultivators had just settled down when they set up their own camps and looked around vigilantly.

Basically, they were divided by family, royal family members, or sect forces.

However, the three people from the Mu family were different.

"I like to be alone."

"You two take care of yourselves."

Mu Wushuang cupped his hands at the two of them and disappeared in a few breaths.

"This guy is smelly and hard, and doesn't know how to be flexible!”

" What do you think, Sister Yueyao?" Mu Lang asked with a smile.”

Mu Yueyao pondered for a while and said,"I'll go with you. We can take care of each other.”

"That's right!"

"We should support each other.”

Mu Lang grinned and looked to the side.

Not far behind him, there were still many cultivators standing alone.

Some were alone, and some were in pairs.

Their cultivations were all at the fifth level of the Origin Core Stage.

Presumably, they were all from some down-and-out families that could not gather enough spots.

At this moment, their faces were filled with fear.

Hearing the King of Great Yan's explanation of the rules, the weakest demon beast spirit body here was at the fifth level of the Origin Core Realm, and the strongest was at the ninth level of the Purple Prefecture Realm.

If they were unlucky, they would probably die if they encountered a Purple Prefecture Realm demon beast.

However, since they were here, they could only rely on themselves.

After all, an expert who truly had the strength to kill a demon beast's spirit body wouldn't bring along a few fifth level Origin Core Stage burdens.

Just as the group was about to leave, a voice suddenly called out to them.

"Fellow Daoists."

"Your realms are still low, and there are few of you. Why don't you follow me?”

"If you encounter a demonic beast of similar cultivation level, go ahead and kill it.”

"If you encounter someone at the Purple Prefecture Realm, leave it to me.”

As soon as he said this, the dozen or so cultivators were instantly overjoyed.

They were worrying about how to survive.

There were second level Purple Prefecture Realm prodigies who took the initiative to protect them.

Mu Lang of the Mu family!

What a kind person!

"Thank you, Brother Mu!"

"Thank you, Brother Mu!"

All of a sudden, more than ten cultivators ran to Mu Lang and bowed to him from the bottom of their hearts. Some of them even had tears in their eyes.

Mu Lang waved his hand as if he didn't care about it, displaying the demeanor of an expert.

He was secretly delighted.

Not only could they fight monsters to level up, but they also had more than a dozen little brothers and sisters who were cheering for them.

How perfect!

At this moment.

When Mu Yueyao saw this, her mouth gaped. She was stunned and speechless.

She had no idea what Mu Lang was doing.

With so many burdens, how was he going to find a Purple Mansion Realm demon beast spirit body?

Could he be the reincarnation of some Buddha?

Out of kindness?

After thinking for a long time, she still could not understand, so she could only give up.

"Brother Mu Lang, Yue Yao should explore the secret realm on her own.”

"The clan leader has high expectations of me. I don't want to waste my time here.”

After she finished speaking, a divine rainbow suddenly appeared under the feet of a beautiful figure and sped toward the vast sky.

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