Su Yu clenched his fists and sneered: "Finally, I don't have to live such a miserable life anymore? I've been waiting for this day for a long, long time."

The breakthrough of Da Wuzong is not a short process, because it is a qualitative leap.

The moment he stepped into the Great Wuzong, his entire body seemed to be reshaped. It was lifted to another realm.

This process may succeed or it may fail.

Once you fail, you will never have the chance to enter the Great Wuzong in this life.

Therefore, when most people are preparing for a breakthrough, they will make full plans.

"Two months is enough for me to step into the Great Wuzong." Su Yu said coldly, and then he turned around and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?" Su Qihai called to Su Yu, with worry between his brows.

Su Yu said with a half-smile: "Father, wait for me, I will soon hold the whole world in my hands!"

Su Qihai opened his mouth, feeling very uncomfortable.

Ever since the man in black robe appeared, Su Yu seemed to have become a different person.

Not only is it mysterious, but it also lacks respect for everything.

This feeling made Su Qihai quite worried.

"The Kyoto Martial Arts Association is tracking you recently. Be careful." Su Qihai took a deep breath and said.

Su Yu sneered and said: "The Kyoto Martial Arts Association won't put suspicion on me, let alone, there is nothing they can do about me."

After saying these words, Su Yu strode away from here.

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Pan country.

Qin Cheng has been in seclusion for three months in the blink of an eye.

During these three months, the spirit gathering array was operating crazily, and the spiritual energy in the villa showed no signs of stopping.

This process was much smoother than Qin Cheng imagined. His body was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much spiritual energy he absorbed, it was never full.

For ordinary people, after absorbing a certain amount of spiritual energy, the Dantian will reach a peak and it will take a certain amount of time to absorb it.

But Qin Cheng's body can absorb other people's energy much, many times faster.

Mid-November.

Qin Cheng's eyes opened with a "swish". In an instant, two rays of light shot through the sky!

A vast force lingered in his body, and the terrifying energy even raised clouds of dust.

"Master, have you entered the Great Wuzong?" Xu Beichuan ran up and asked.

Qin Cheng shook his head and said: "How can it be so simple to step into the Great Wuzong?"

His current strength is in the late stage of Jindan, and at most he can be regarded as a half-step Great Martial Sect.

This speed has far exceeded Qin Cheng's imagination.

"Come on, follow me for a walk." Qin Cheng said to Xu Beichuan.

Xu Beichuan had already had enough of staying in this villa. When he heard Qin Cheng's words, he ran out in a hurry.

Panguo is a very small country, their economy is underdeveloped, and they are relatively poor.

On both sides of the roadside, there are small restaurants and stall owners. The most prosperous area is just the area around the palace.

Qin Cheng's spiritual consciousness enveloped the population within a few kilometers. It swept over everyone's body like a big wave washing through the sand.

There are hundreds of people, and they are all Grandmasters! The strongest one is just a Grandmaster.

"Weird." Qin Cheng frowned tightly.

Is it really possible that there is something wrong with their talent? In such a big environment, how could their cultivation speed be so slow?

In other words, as Qin Cheng thought, after entering Wuzong, this kind of restriction will no longer exist?

While thinking, Qin Cheng and Xu Beichuan came to a restaurant and sat down.

"Master, what do you eat?" Xu Beichuan asked.

"Whatever." Qin Cheng waved his hand.

He touched his chin and continued to think about this issue.

"That's not right." At this moment, Qin Cheng suddenly thought of a question.

If there were no restrictions upon entering the Wuzong, it would have been impossible for Pan Country to decline like this.

If that were the case, those martial arts sects would have swarmed here long ago.

What's more, King Pan has been at the peak of Wuzong for many years. Let alone the Great Wuzong, he has not even touched half a step of Wuzong.

"Weird, so weird." The more Qin Cheng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

At this moment, a burst of noises suddenly came from the door of the hotel.

Looking around, I saw a young man walking in with several followers.

"Mr. Pan, why did you come to my little shop!" After seeing this young man, the owner of the restaurant hurried over.

The man known as Mr. Pan said calmly: "I'm in a good mood today. Come out for something to eat. Bring me whatever delicious food you have."

"Okay!" the restaurant owner said quickly.

"Oh, by the way. I like to be quiet when eating, so let them go out first." At this time, Mr. Pan continued.

The hotel owner said awkwardly: "Mr. Pan, what do you mean?"

"Let them go out first. They can come in after I finish eating." Mr. Pan said slightly unhappy.

"Okay...Okay." Although the restaurant owner was reluctant, he did not dare to go against Mr. Pan's wishes.

So, he walked over from the table and said with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, I invited you to have this meal. You can go out first."

Soon, the restaurant owner came to Qin Cheng's table.

At this time, Qin Cheng was thinking about the issue of this country. He thought of a possibility, that is, this country had been set up with some kind of evil formation! It was probably a famous blood sacrifice!

It is said that in ancient times, someone used blood sacrifice pits to kill millions of people! The person who arranged the blood sacrifice directly ascended and left the human world!

Later, this technique was lost and changed into various versions of blood sacrifice. One of them was to deprive people of their life span in order to practice it.

"Sir, please go out first. I'm paying for this meal." The boss said apologetically.

Qin Cheng glanced at him and said, "How old are you this year?"

The boss was stunned and said awkwardly: "I...I am thirty-six this year, what's wrong?"

"Then how many years can you live?" Qin Cheng continued to ask.

This question made the boss a little confused. He scratched his head and said: "This...I can't guess. I estimate that I can live for at least thirty or forty years..."

"Thirty or forty years?" Qin Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank. How could a grandmaster with a lifespan of at least ninety years only have a lifespan of sixty or seventy years?

"Is blood sacrifice really not possible? But what method did they use to suppress the practice? Why am I not affected?" Qin Cheng frowned tightly.

"Could it be...that it's because of the innate ancient tree?!" At this time, Qin Cheng suddenly guessed a possibility!

"I don't know how many years he can live, but your lifespan doesn't seem to be long." At this time, Mr. Pan suddenly said with a cold face.

Only then did Qin Cheng notice the scene in the hotel. In such a large restaurant, there were only two tables left, Qin Cheng and Mr. Pan.

"Who is that?" Qin Cheng asked, pointing at Mr. Pan.
Chapter completed!