Demon's Diary

A golden array rose up at the feet of the purple-haired man at some point, and the golden yellow futon had already floated in the air. It was emitting waves of golden ripples like a golden lotus.

When Luo Tiancheng and the ugly young man saw this, their complexions became extremely ugly. They knew that the purple-haired man had already comprehended the Buddhist mystic art on the wall first.

“Haha, I will go and get that Buddhist secret treasure first. You 2 can take your time here!” Amidst the wild laughter, the purple-haired man’s figure gradually blurred in the array.

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In the silver castle, the endless mist was still tumbling, but it was getting thicker than a few hours ago. It faintly formed an inverted giant bowl shape.

The eagle-faced beastkin cultivator, the eagle-faced man, Xue Pan, the young woman in green clothes and the young man with a silver car all looked lost in their eyes, and their faces looked very dull. They were obviously trapped by the illusion.

They wandered aimlessly in the silver mist like walking corpses, but they would regain their consciousness every short period of time. After that, they would wander around aimlessly again.

Under closer look, their sober time would gradually increase as time passed.

Just as the young man with a silver car regained his mind, he suddenly charged toward a certain direction. When he was about to get out from the edge of the silver mist, he showed a painful expression before losing his mind. He turned and flew toward another direction.

Not only him, but also the other 3 people were the same too. When they were about to fly out of the silver mist, they failed at the last moment.

After going back and forth several times for about half an hour, although the 4 of them were still trapped in the illusion, their expressions seemed to have gradually become calmer. Their sober time was more or less increased.

It seemed that they gradually figured out the trick to break the illusion.

Not long after, when the man with a silver car recovered his consciousness again, he suddenly gritted his teeth and spouted blood mist. He changed gestures quickly while chanting. The blood mist turned into a crimson light that flew into his forehead.

The next moment, he shouted loudly; his eyes looked completely clear in an instant.

However, before he could rejoice, in his sea of consciousness, the bloody shield transformed by his blood essence began to tremble violently. Strands of silver silk were attacking the shield, trying to overwhelm his mind again.

He didn’t care about channeling the mystic art, and he tried to fly out of the silver mist hurriedly.

Just when he barely reached the edge of the mist, a bright silver crystal burst out and got out of the mist sea before the man with a silver car.

The figure of the eagle-faced man appeared outside the mist.

This person was holding an exquisite and translucent hexagonal silver mirror in his hand while panting quickly. His face was covered in sweat.

At this moment, the thick silver mist slowly dissipated, and a rumbling sound came from the ground. A silver light beam rose from the feet of the eagle-faced beastkin cultivator, and it directly enveloped him.

Amidst a spatial fluctuation, the teleportation array began to operate. The eagle-faced beastkin cultivator also disappeared in the silver light.

At this time, the Nature Work Sect’s man with a silver car could barely reach here. He looked at the scene in front with a bitter smile.

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When the disciples of all sects were fighting for luck in the Tianmen Convention’s secret realm, there were more and more people coming to join the fun.

However, the leaders of the 4 ancient sects and the 9 great families like Immortal Tian Ge and others had already returned to their base camp, observing the situation on the huge stone tablet outside the secret realm through various mystic arts.

The disciples of various sects chose to stay outside. In addition, there were also disciples of the unknown small sects. They were not invited by Sky Palace at all, but now they gathered here and intently looked at the ranking on the black-white stone tablet.

Most of these people wanted to see the rise and fall of the various forces hundreds of years later by looking at the luck ranking on the stone tablet, then they could use this as a basis for choosing which forces to rely on in the future.

After all, if these small sects chose the wrong backer, they wouldn’t progress or they would even be annihilated.

In addition, there were many casual cultivators gathered here to watch the excitement. They were whispering in small groups.

On this huge stone tablet, the names of every disciple who entered the secret realm trial were densely reflected. After each person’s name, there would be 1 to 10 fist-sized small jade lock patterns. It looked exactly the same as the luck lock on the wrists of the participants.

These small lock patterns represented the accumulated amount of luck for the corresponding trial disciples. The jade lock pattern had 3 colors of copper, silver and gold. When the luck filled a jade lock, its color would change to bronze. On the right side, another small lock pattern would once again appear.

And when 10 bronze locks were accumulated, it would automatically convert into a silver lock. When there were 10 silver locks, it would be automatically converted into a golden small lock.

As for those disciples who had unfortunately died into the secret realm, according to the regulations of the Tianmen Convention, no matter how much luck they had accumulated before, their names would directly dim and fall to the bottom of the ranking. The small locks behind their names would also disappear. The luck they obtained would be included in the total luck of the major forces.

Liu Ming’s luck at this time was only 3 and a half silver locks. He ranked 35th on the stone tablet. Among the disciples of the Taiqing Sect, Luo Tiancheng ranked the highest. He had as many as 5 silver locks, but he only ranked 13th.

As for Long Yanfei, she just barely collected 2 silver locks.

At the same time, 3 disciple names of the Taiqing Sect had dimmed. In addition to the 2 disciples with Luo Tiancheng, 1 Golden Top Peak disciple had unfortunately died too.

Above the stone tablet, the silver-haired woman from the Big Dipper Pavilion, Yin Se, ranked 1st.

“In such a short time, the 1st rank already has a golden luck lock. This is much more than the 2nd rank.” Among the crowd, a black-faced young man muttered to himself.

“Yin Se? What sect does she belong to?” Beside the black-faced young man, a person asked.

“This mister, you come here late. This woman is a female disciple brought by the master of the Mystic Comprehending State Big Dipper Pavilion Master before the Tianmen Convention began.” A nearby elderly man with a long beard suddenly said with a sneer.

Hearing the name of the Big Dipper Pavilion, several cultivators around the old man with a long beard were all shocked slightly. After that, they looked at the rankings below silently.

The Big Dipper Pavilion was as powerful as the 4 ancient sects. Coupled with its mysterious and unpredictable acting style, they frightened these small forces even more.

At this time, in a secret room in the Taiqing Sect’s pavilion under the mountain, Immortal Tian Ge was sitting cross-legged and looking at the ranking on the stone tablet through a disk projection with a solemn face.

Next to him was the man in a gray robe who came with him. His complexion was also not much better.

“I thought that the situation in this Tianmen Convention would be a little better with the participation of Luo Tiancheng. During the last Tianmen Convention, we Taiqing Sect only ranked third behind the Haoran Academy and the Demon Mystic Sect. I didn’t expect the Sky Beastkin Valley and the 8 great families to pay special attention to this Tianmen Convention, so the disciples they sent are not weak. The Big Dipper Pavilion even dispatched their best disciples. It seems that it may be difficult to even get into the top 3.” The man in a gray robe looked at the rankings on the stone tablet and shook his head repeatedly.

“The time of this Tianmen Convention is quite awkward. The previously inner disciples I favored have broken through to the Real Pellet State world, and the rest, who are superior in strength, like Xiao Wu of Fallen Serene Peak have already exceeded the age limit. So, we have no choice but to send these disciples. Although Luo Tiancheng has extraordinary strength, he is too young after all and his cultivation is only at the early stage. His final ranking may not be too ideal.” Immortal Tian Ge looked at Luo Tiancheng’s ranking with a look of helplessness.

“But isn’t there Liu Ming who is on par with Luo Tiancheng. What is his rank now?” The man in a gray robe seemed to suddenly think of something, then he cast his gaze on the stone tablet projected by the disk array.

“35th… It seems that this Liu Ming is just so so.” When the man in a gray robe fell on the word “Liu Ming”, he shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, there was a golden light on the stone tablet. The ranking had changed dramatically. Liu Ming’s name appeared in the 9th place on the stone tablet. Behind his name, there were 9 silver locks.

“Eh, Liu Ming’s luck has increased so much suddenly, does he have a great encounter? Could it be… an item with a high luck value.” Immortal Tian Ge raised his brows in surprise.

“The place of inheritance! He can obtain such an amazing value of luck in a short time. He must have gotten something in a certain inheritance, and it will not be an ordinary inheritance. If this disciple can obtain the final inheritance, then Taiqing Sect will have the hope of getting into the top 3!” The man in a gray robe suddenly said excitedly.

“I hope so.” Immortal Tian Ge’s expression also eased. Jin Tianci’s figure appeared in his mind for some reason.

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At the same time, Liu Ming, who was in the place of inheritance, naturally did not know the outside situation and his ranking. He didn’t know that the “star river sand” he obtained had brought so much luck to him and the sect.

At this moment, he was wandering in the tunnel, wondering how to get out of this maze.

The size of the maze was obviously beyond his previous imagination. At first, it was only 3 fork roads, but later it turned into 5 fork roads.

It might really take some time if he wanted to get out of this maze.

TL: Will Liu Ming see the others in the maze? Or is everyone else having a different test?

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