The Immortal Sect is away from the world and is wandering outside the human race. People only know that there is the Immortal Sect, but no one knows where it is. This time, the Immortal Sect changed its past attitude and sent a hundred invitations to the world's heroes, inviting them to participate in the 800th anniversary of the Immortal Sect. As soon as the news broke out, it aroused discussions from all parties.
How many people are there in the human race? But there are only 100 invitations. It can be said that each invitation is an honor.
Ordinary people only focus on this glory that is floating on the surface, but those who receive the invitation only feel that the Huan Sect's move must have other intentions. Basically, all the human heroes who receive the invitation responded and the Huan Sect led their disciples to the Huan Sect.
There was a lot of controversy outside the Illusion Sect, and the sect also changed from the coldness of the past, with joy all over the top and bottom.
Just as people outside the sect were curious about the Fantasy Sect, the people in the sect also yearned for the outside world. The main sect held a banquet, and the whole sect felt strange like Huan Yong, but this surprise did not affect their joy at all. Moreover, it is said that the people invited to the banquet this time were the most famous figures in the legend.
Although they had been proud of being disciples of the Fantasy Sect a long time ago, the pride is even stronger now, and not all sects can have such face!
Shi Yu could also feel the joy in the sect, but because of this, she was caught even tighter by the sect leader.
Yes, the sect leader himself.
The power of the human saint was too terrifying, but the sect leader had no intention of taking it back at all. Shi Yu only stood under her pressure for a few breaths, and his whole body was like an ant pressed by a mountain, sweating all over his body, and his soul seemed to be dispersed at any time, even breathing was extremely difficult.
"Why, I can't stand it anymore. Since I want to be the successor of my Illusion Sect, I can't just have such skills." Even though she just sat there, Shi Yu still felt that arrogant attitude.
She said she couldn't do it, but she really looked down on herself.
This thought flashed through his mind, and Shi Yu took a deep breath, and the stubbornness deep in his heart was aroused.
"I can hold on." She said, taking steps forward. But just as her legs took a step, her thighs could not bear the pressure around her body and broke with a "click". The broken bones tear the flesh and blood on the skin, revealing the muscles and bones inside.
Since the body was reshaped, Shi Yu's body had never suffered such pain. She groaned and did not stop, but continued to drag her broken leg forward.
The task given to her by the sect is very simple: the highest place in the sect is Zhaixing Tower, and the sect master is in the pavilion. As long as Shi Yu can walk up to Zhaixing Tower, she will recognize the identity of a disciple of Shi Yuhuan Sect and return her to the Qingjin Order. In addition, she will also hand over the inheritance of this sect to her.
This temptation is too great, and what you get is almost in proportion to what Shi Yu has paid. Shi Yu agreed without thinking.
But this short distance of dozens of steps seems like it is difficult to ascend to the sky now.
With a slight and slight sound, another bone was broken. If Shi Yu could take half a step just now, then she could only ask to move forward half an inch now.
The sect leader looked at the traces of blood dragging out on the ground, and said without any expression on his face: "If this continues, your body will be broken and your soul will be severely damaged. The most important thing is that no matter how much you give, you will not be able to get to me. Do you really not give up?"
Even though the two leg bones on his body were broken, Shi Yu did not show any pain at all. "If many things could be given up easily, I would not appear here now, but turned into a dead tomb as early as the ninth level of heaven. Since I want to get your recognition, I have to pay the corresponding price. Now this test is very simple."
When the sect leader heard this, he didn't say anything for a long time.
Shi Yu had already chewed the medicine, and after the wound on his body recovered slightly, he continued to move forward.
From sunrise to sunset, from the galaxy to the galaxy gradually disappearing, the sect leader never left in the pavilion, while Shi Yu kept trying to move towards his goal, but the speed was extremely slow and his body was covered with scars.
A hundred steps away, Huan Yong frowned, his uncle was watching from the side, and even put on a plate of chickens in a good mood.
"If this continues, her soul will collapse." The pressure of the human race's most holy cannot be carried over by just gritting her teeth. Now Shi Yu's body is covered with scars, and blood has soaked her clothes into dark colors. If it weren't for the medicine, she would have been exhausted and unconscious.
"What can that be? This is her own choice." The old man licked his fingers. Seeing his senior sister swept him, he immediately put away the unfinished chicken and flattered him seriously: "Anyway, the decision made by the senior sister must be no mistake."
Huan Yong silently turned his head away.
But he knew in his heart that these were Shi Yu's own choices.
At this time, Shi Yu's eyes were covered with blood, and her mouth was filled with the smell of rust. Every time she stepped forward, the pressure increased a little, and she could even hear the sound of bones breaking inch by inch.
However, these are not reasons to retreat.
She was also proud of herself and was proud of being a member of the Fantasy Sect. She was the descendant of the Fantasy Sect. Since the Fantasy Sect wanted her to continue, she could not be a weak person!
"Teacher, I can..." Huan Yong was rejected before he finished speaking.
"Can't."
"You haven't finished listening to what I want to say yet." Huan Yong beeped in a low voice, but he only gained one sentence: "No matter what you say, you can't."
Huan Yong couldn't, so he had to watch from the side.
It’s a pity that he couldn’t continue watching even if he wanted to, because the sect leader spoke again, “A guest is here, Yong'er, go and welcome him.”
"Me? Oh..." Huan Yong left in a heavy mood.
However, the word "youke" fell into Shi Yu's ears, but it made her feel a sense of strength out of thin air.
"Sect Master, is Senior Wen Xuan back?" Shi Yu asked by wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth. She now basically supported her body without being crushed by her thoughts, but it was difficult to go further.
"Will you come or not? You will know if you go to the banquet at that time."
Shi Yu knew that not everyone could attend this celebration. She wanted to go to the banquet, but at least she had to pass the level in front of her.
At this time, Huan Yong, who came to the entrance of the mountain gate, also saw the visitor.
Chapter completed!