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Chapter 476  476, [The Third Coming]

Inside [Turtle's Longevity], Lu Xun had another casual chat with Elder E, then got up to leave.

The old alligator transformed once again into a huge black alligator, then half of its body sunk into the water, lounging leisurely.

Compared to human cultivators, the monster cultivators seemed to be closer to nature and enjoyed life more.

Lu Xun was not interested in soaking in such cold water, but of course, if it were a hot spring, he would be quite willing.

It's even better… if there are others to soak with.

Amid the respectful salutations and reluctant eyes of the Demon Sect disciples, Lu Xun left [Turtle's Longevity]with Mao Nanbei.

Although Qingling City had emptied out, [Turtle's Longevity]continued to operate as usual.

Meanwhile, Elder E and the other disciples of the Demon Sect stationed at the Trial Ground could guard the city.

Before leaving Qingling City, Lu Xun thought for a bit and placed a spiritual mark inside the city.

Then, he took out a paper crane and with Mao Nanbei continued to fly in the direction of the Treasury Pavilion.

Along the way, they encountered some silly players flying in the sky competing with controlling beasts. They turned proper sword flying into a game of Flying Sword. Lu Xun, to avoid trouble, quickly flew past them, causing a gust of wind.

"What was that just now?" The silly players looked at each other in confusion.

Upon arriving at the Treasury Pavilion, Lu Xun was guided by the receptionist to the "VIP booth".

The one who served him was a woman at The Third Realm, her eyes full of light, needless to say about buying items, if even she was bought, she was probably willing too.

Mao Nanbei sat on Lu Xun's shoulder, furrowed his small eyebrows, and thought in his heart: "Why do all the women outside look at Little Junior Brother like they're vixen spirits!"

Lu Xun didn't pay attention to these things. He was flipping through the skill booklet, and he picked out 15 blue-level skills.

Most of them were inferior blue level, a few intermediate blue level, and one superior blue level.

He didn't need to consider the purple level, players couldn't learn them, and he couldn't afford them. Even the inferior purple level skills were almost unseen at Treasury Pavilion, and their appearance would undoubtedly cause sensation.

After Lu Xun finished picking the skills, he didn't forget to ask Mao Nanbei, "Fourth Sister, is there anything you want to buy? I'll buy it for you!"

Using Third Brother's money to show off his wealth, so cool~

"No, just treat me well tonight," Mao Nanbei said indifferently.

The receptionist was listening to the conversation, and she was stunned.

When all the skill books arrived, Lu Xun immediately chose [Learn]on the spot.

Once he learned all 15 skills, a prompt popped up in front of his eyes.

"[Ding! You have acquired the title: Skill Master!]"

Looking at the prompt, Lu Xun thought to himself: "So, I have learned over 300 skills so far."

The title of Skill Master is a high-end title that only awarded when the total number of skills exceeds 300+, it's very impressive.

It's a pity that Lu Xun is now an NPC, this function is useless to him, and he can't show off his title.

Even the reward of 1 million Experience Points for getting a title just seemed to him like a small amount.

"Speaking of which, the skills I picked for the players this time are all very practical, have high cost-effectiveness, and significantly improve their abilities. I'm really a conscientious businessman," Lu Xun praised himself inwardly.

In this way, not only can it help the players progress, but he can also gain Experience Points. That's a double dose of happiness!

Everything is better when everyone is doing well.

After leaving the Treasury Pavilion, Lu Xun continued to fly towards the Three Thousand Mountains.

As soon as the paper crane arrived at the border of the Three Thousand Mountains, a prompt popped up in front of him.

"[Ding! Please note, the third Foreign Race descent will start in 10 minutes.]"

"[Countdown: 9:59.]"

Looking at the prompt, Lu Xun was surprised: "So soon!?"

The arrival time of this Foreign Race was much earlier than he had expected. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

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Ink Sea, an unknown little island.

A colossal shadow sits cross-legged in the center of a blood-red array, with blood continually dripping from its hand into the middle of the array.

It's the leader of the foreign race that arrived here—the Supreme Lord.

The Great Sacrificer stands respectfully off to the side, head lowered, not daring to directly look at this enormous shadow.

Because his hat is somewhat oversized, it nearly slips off as he lowers his head.

The Great Sacrificer quickly raises his hand to hold his hat, then continues to stand respectfully, pretending as if he didn't do anything.

To him, this large hat is more important than his life. Without it, he would feel somewhat cold.

In the blood-red array, the colossal black figure suddenly grunts, then a fissure appears between his eyebrows.

This fissure shimmers with endless black light, as if this tiny crack contains a boundless space within.

A terrible pressure is thusly produced, enough that the Great Sacrificer comparable to the Ninth Realm can barely breathe.

He only feels his blood heating up, blood and qi churning, and his body feeling hot.

This is the basic reaction of the [Blood Pact], which also reveals what is happening at this moment!

That is—the power of the Deity!

The Supreme Lord is invoking the Deity's power and using this force to ignite all the altars on the Heavenly Dust Continent!

"My God!" The Great Sacrificer kneels down, the hat knocking on the ground, securing it tightly on his head.

Normally decisive and ruthless, at this moment he dares not even breathe heavily.

All foreign race power comes from the Deity's gift. Therefore, no matter how strong you are, a mere thought from the Deity can reduce you to ashes.

The fissure on the Supreme Lord's forehead gradually transforms into a black eye, a horizontal one at that.

He opens his eyes, the three elongated pupils appearing incredibly eerie.

The three eyes have no whites, only endless blackness.

Viewed from afar, besides the endless oppression, there's also a sense of fear.

"Rise." He opens his mouth and expels a single character mechanically.

In an instant, the blood-red array emits a dazzling light.

Blood disperses, then from red, turns to black, becoming black flows of air.

—All the altars within the Heavenly Dust Continent thusly activate!

And the blood-red formation is also completely consumed at this moment, the Supreme Lord's horizontal eye dissipating as well.

He manages to stand up, appearing somewhat weak. The Great Sacrificer no longer humbly kneels, promptly goes forward to support him.

"I am perfectly fine." The Supreme Lord says with his androgynous voice.

Then, he looks down at the Great Sacrificer and says, "I command you to go to the Eastern Demon Sect in three days."

"Supreme Lord!" The Great Sacrificer looks puzzled, even somewhat incredulous.

The gentleman is still in the Demon Sect, what is he asking me to go there for, to seek my own doom?

"That is the Divine Will." The Supreme Lord says, "He told me Alas, in three days, he will hold back his gentleman, and then you will go to the Eastern region and destroy their luck."

"Perhaps I alone won't be enough." The Great Sacrificer says after some contemplation.

The Supreme Lord casually says, "Rest assured, my three clones will accompany you."

The Great Sacrificer is completely relieved upon hearing this.

He himself holds the power of the Ninth Realm, and each of the Supreme Lord's three clones is not inferior to him!

Therefore, it's as good as four experts from the Ninth Realm!

As long as the gentleman cannot mount an offensive, with such power, where within the Heavenly Dust Continent can they not reach!?

Remembering his previous clone being destroyed, a bit of gloominess emerges in the Great Sacrificer's eyes.

"Demon Sect!" He thinks to himself.

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