Chapter 1150: Mysterious Remains in the Mysterious Lake

Chapter 1150: Mysterious Remains in the Mysterious Lake

boom!

On Xuanwu Square, terrifying array light beams appeared at a rapid speed.

The four representative teams of the Black Turtle Clan took the lead and rushed towards the light pillars of these teleportation formations.

Soon, a buzzing sound was heard.

The four teams immediately disappeared from the spot.

Soon after, the representative teams of powerful races such as the Alligator Turtle Tribe, the Snake Turtle Tribe, the Black Noble Tribe, and the Monument-Turtle Tribe also quickly stepped into the light column of the teleportation formation.

Chen Xuan waved his hand only after the representative teams of these powerful races had almost left.

"set off!"

Chen Xuan took the lead and walked towards the light column of the formation.

Behind him, five cultivators from the Dragon Turtle Clan, Mingfeng, Mingchi, Mingwu, Mingyu and Mingxuan followed closely.

hum!

Another buzzing sound was heard.

As soon as Chen Xuan and the other six stepped into the formation light column, they were teleported away by a terrifying formation light column.

At this moment, Chen Xuan only felt the sound of wind in his ears.

Soon, the surrounding scenes became blurry.

Chen Xuan, who had long been accustomed to riding the teleportation array, looked normal.

Mingfeng and others seemed a little nervous.

Chen Xuan glanced at Ming Feng and the others, then smiled and said, "At this moment, the Ten Thousand Races Conference has already begun for us. But fellow Taoists, don't be too nervous."

"When the transmission is almost over, everyone should pay close attention."

Although Mingfeng and others agreed verbally, they still couldn't relax.

Chen Xuan was too lazy to persuade and let the power of space teleport him away.

……

Xuanwu Island, in a magnificent palace.

A middle-aged man who was in the late stage of the fusion period and was in great perfection was sitting in the center of the hall.

He is none other than Gui Tianjian, the great elder of the Black Turtle Clan.

Around him, countless powerful men in the fusion stage sat casually.

These people are none other than the elders in the fusion stage from various races who are participating in the Spirit Turtle Clan’s All Races Conference.

Among them, the third elder of the Dragon Turtle Clan was sitting next to an old man in red with his eyes closed.

"My fellow Taoists, the younger generation who participated in the Ten Thousand Races Conference has been teleported away."

"The team and individual combat power rankings for this Ten Thousand Races Conference will also be released. Do you have any objections?"

The eyes of all the powerful warriors in the fusion stage present lit up when they heard this.

The Ten Thousand Races Conference, held every three hundred years, is not only a competition between young people of various races, but also an event for the redistribution of cultivation resources.

No one dares to take it lightly.

If the race you belong to gets a poor ranking in this Ten Thousand Races Conference, it means that you won't have to live frugally for the next three hundred years.

It will even affect the cultivation of talented young people in the clan.

Therefore, every powerful person in the fusion stage present did not dare to ignore this matter.

"Since Fellow Daoist Turtle has said so, can I still object?"

"That's right. Now the Ten Thousand Races Conference has officially begun. Let's follow the rules!"

"It should be so! Fellow Daoist Turtle, please hurry up and open the battle power list!"

Amid the urging of the crowd, Gui Tianjian smiled and pointed his finger in the air.

Soon, two huge stone tablets appeared on Xuanwu Square.

There was a flickering light on the stone tablet.

These are the individual combat power rankings and team combat power rankings that will appear after each Ten Thousand Races Conference begins.

At this moment, the individual combat power list and the team combat power list show the rankings of the previous Ten Thousand Races Conference.

The Black Turtle Clan tops both the individual combat power list and the team combat power list.

Following closely behind were teams and cultivators from powerful races such as the Alligator Turtle Clan, the Snake Turtle Clan, the Black Nobles Clan, and the Monument-Turtle Clan.

As for the names of the immortal cultivators of the Dragon Turtle Clan, they have never appeared on the combat power list.

The attention of the immortal cultivators who were paying attention to the Ten Thousand Races Conference was instantly attracted by the two major combat power lists.

Countless sighs of emotion were heard from the scene.

"As expected, they are the most powerful Black Turtle Clan in our Spirit Turtle Clan. They even occupy the top positions in the individual combat power list and the team combat power list."

"Isn't it? In each session of the Ten Thousand Races Conference, only the top 100 individuals and the top 100 teams will be listed. Our Yellow Turtle Clan has never been on these two lists."

"Fellow Daoist, that's right. We are also a member of the Spirit Turtle Clan, but we are still far behind these powerful races. That's why I am bringing my juniors to participate in the Ten Thousand Clan Conference, hoping that someone from them can make it onto the individual combat power list. Even if we are the last, I will be very happy."

The vast majority of the immortal cultivators who came to attend the Ten Thousand Races Conference smiled bitterly.

The Conference of All Races held every three hundred years is just a formality for weak races like them.

Every time the Ten Thousand Races Conference ended, the cultivation resources allocated to them were very limited.

Over time, these races have long given up the idea of ​​forcing their way into the top ten on the combat power list.

They only hope that the younger generations of their race can leave their names on the personal combat power list.

Little did they know that at this moment the Black Turtle Clan's main hall was also extremely lively.

Looking at the individual combat power rankings and team combat power rankings that appeared in the void, countless voices of flattery rang out from the scene.

"This time, the Black Turtle Clan has four representative teams, and they will definitely occupy the top four of the team battle strength list. As for the individual battle strength list, in my opinion, at least four people can occupy the top five. If so, I would like to be the first to congratulate the Black Turtle Clan."

"Haha, that makes sense. The rankings of the battle power list of each Ten Thousand Races Conference are not very different. This time, the Black Turtle Clan can still take the lead."

"Isn't it? On behalf of the Alligator Turtle Clan, I would like to congratulate Fellow Daoist Turtle first."

Countless old monsters in the fusion stage stood up and congratulated the Black Turtle Clan leader Gui Tianjian.

Only the third elder of the Dragon Turtle Clan sneered secretly.

Still sitting in the chair with eyes closed.

After exchanging pleasantries with everyone for a while, Gui Tianjian suddenly looked towards the third elder of the Dragon Turtle Clan.

"Fellow Daoist Mingfei, I wonder what your Dragon Turtle Clan thinks about the Conference of All Clans this time?" Gui Tianjian said with a smile.

As the largest race among the Spiritual Turtle Clan, the Black Turtle Clan occupied a large amount of cultivation resources in the Spiritual Turtle Clan and had an extraordinary status.

As the grand elder of the Black Turtle Clan, Gui Tianjian naturally cannot be on the same level as Ming Fei, the third elder of the Dragon Turtle Clan. Naturally, he also needs to have the bearing of a grand elder of his own clan.

Seeing this, the Snapping Turtle Clan, Snake Turtle Clan, and the Monument-Turtle Clan's fusion-stage warriors, who were not on good terms with the Dragon Turtle Clan, all sneered.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ming Fei is so arrogant, I'm afraid you have a lot of complaints, right? If so, why not take this opportunity to speak your mind. Maybe, since the Dragon Turtle Clan is also a member of our Spirit Turtle Clan, we will give the Dragon Turtle Clan some compensation."

"Hey, what do you mean by compensation for the Dragon Turtle Clan? It should be relief. After all, the younger generations of the Dragon Turtle Clan are getting worse and worse. It has been many years since they were able to make it onto the battle power list."

"That being said, I think that with Fellow Daoist Mingfei's integrity, he will not ask for any subsidies. Why not give the cultivation resources that originally belonged to the Dragon Turtle Clan to our Alligator Turtle Clan?"

Listening to the sarcasm of the crowd.

No matter how good-tempered Ming Fei is, he cannot remain indifferent.

He slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"My fellow Taoists, our Dragon Turtle Clan is indeed getting weaker with each generation. This is an indisputable fact. Therefore, I naturally have no complaints about allocating cultivation resources according to the rankings on the Ten Thousand Clan Conference Battle Power List."

"Everyone follows the rules, so naturally whoever has the bigger fist has the final say, right?"

After Ming Fei finished speaking, he looked at Gui Tianjian with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Turtle, do you think this is the truth?"

When Ming Fei suddenly called him out, Gui Tianjian was unable to react immediately.

"Ah, this... Brother Ming is right. The rule of cultivators is that the natural treasures of heaven and earth belong to the strong. The allocation of cultivation resources should naturally be allocated according to strength. This is also the original intention of our Spirit Turtle Clan to hold a conference of all races every three hundred years!" Gui Tianjian said with a smile.

Those races that have dominated the combat power list for many years all nodded in agreement.

Only those races that could not make it onto the combat power list were completely silent at this moment.

It doesn’t matter whether you earn money or not, so why waste your time talking about it?

Seeing this, Ming Fei sneered secretly and continued to close his eyes and rest.

……

Chen Xuan and the others didn't know that while they were attending the Conference of All Races, countless cultivators in the Fusion Stage had already started fighting secretly in the main hall of the Black Turtle Clan.

hum!

The sound of the wind in Chen Xuan's ears suddenly slowed down.

Chen Xuan, who reacted very quickly, suddenly released his spiritual thoughts.

They discovered that they had appeared above a blue lake that was hundreds of thousands of miles in size.

In the lake, the auras of several terrifying and powerful monsters continued to emanate.

This makes all the newcomers extremely vigilant.

"Everyone be careful. Our transmission is about to end."

Chen Xuan reminded everyone, and at the moment the transmission ended, he disappeared from the spot in a flash.

When it appeared again, it was already above a small island several thousand feet in size.

The cautious Chen Xuan was not in a hurry to land on the island below.

At this moment, Mingfeng and others followed.

Seeing Chen Xuan quietly floating above the island, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, what are you looking at?"

Chen Xuan pointed to several skeletons near the island below and said, "Look, there are skeletons here. This means this place is not a good place. We have to hurry and leave here first."

"From now on, everyone should be alert and never let down their guard."

Mingfeng and the others glanced at the skeletons below and frowned.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, we just compared the map. This lake should be the Mysterious Clear Water Lake. It is said that there are very powerful demon beasts in the late stage of Refining Void and Great Perfection realm here."

"That's right. If we just work together, we may not be able to kill the late-stage refining monster. Let's not waste time."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, let's go. These skeletons really aren't anything to look at."

Everyone urged.

Chen Xuan smiled and said, "Wait for me."

As he spoke, Chen Xuan disappeared from the spot in a flash.

When he appeared again, he was already near the skeletons.

With a thought, Chen Xuan quickly activated the 108 ancient dragon-subduing swords.

Soon, Chen Xuan controlled the Ancient Dragon Sword and dug a deep pit on the island.

Then, he waved his sleeves and threw the bones directly into the deep pit.

Then, all the bones were buried with soil.

After doing all this, Chen Xuan picked up the storage bags left by these people and returned to Ming Feng and others.

Seeing Mingfeng and others looking at him strangely, Chen Xuan was stunned.

"My fellow Taoists, is there something strange on my face?"

Mingfeng and others smiled awkwardly.

Soon, everyone started talking.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Chen, we are just curious. Why did you bury those bones?"

"That's right. Those skeletons have all rotted. They must have died here for a long time. The things in their storage bags should be useless. Why are you wasting your time?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, are you still hoping to find rare treasures in these guys' storage bags? If there were really rare treasures in their storage bags, they would have been taken away by the immortal cultivators who were teleported here long ago."

Chen Xuan smiled faintly and did not explain.

He just waved his hand, signaling everyone to move forward.

However, Chen Xuan deliberately stayed at the back of the team.

hum!

With a thought, several storage bags appeared in Chen Xuan's hands.

These storage bags were naturally left behind by the skeletons.

Now it has fallen into Chen Xuan's hands and has become Chen Xuan's trophy.

The moment his divine sense fell into the storage bag, Chen Xuan saw everything inside.

Dozens of spiritual herbs were all dried up by the wind and could no longer be used to make pills.

Even the spiritual energy of the spirit stones in the storage bag was completely exhausted.

Just a breeze will turn it into powder.

Obviously, the storage bags in Chen Xuan's hands are of no value at all.

Chen Xuan, however, looked normal.

After a moment, I don’t know what Chen Xuan found in the storage bag, but suddenly his eyes lit up.