I Have A City In An Alternate World

Chapter 3844: Goal achieved (1)

A large group of powerhouses from the sect thought that they could suppress the black-robed cultivator, but the result was shocking.

Against the black-robed cultivator, he still could not withstand a single blow.

Even if they were shameless enough to gang up on the black-robed cultivator, they would still fail in the end.

The result was shocking, but it was also within expectations.

To dare to provoke the sacred land of runes, one must have enough ability. If one couldn’t even deal with these experts from the sects, it could only mean that this was a farce.

The troublemakers deserved to die because they had already touched the taboo, and even the gods could not protect them.

The commotion was already big enough, and the high and mighty existence should have noticed this place by now.

In a short time, the news spread to a larger area.

The cultivators who were curious were rushing to the arena Square as fast as they could, not wanting to miss such a rare fight.

The teleportation arrays around the square were operating in overload at the moment, and figures came out one after another.

They gathered around the square and watched the scene on the stage, afraid to miss this wonderful performance.

The black-robed cultivator’s challenge of authority made them both angry and excited. They were eager to see the final result.

However, all of a sudden, a terrifying pressure descended, making it difficult for the cultivators to bear.

The weaker cultivators knelt down immediately, their hearts filled with fear and uneasiness.

It was as if the world had collapsed, and all the pressure was borne by his body, which could be crushed into dust at any time.

The ordinary cultivators were at a loss, but the high-level cultivators were very clear that a God was descending.

They released their divine might and influenced the rules of heaven and earth, becoming the Masters of this world in a short time.

Cultivators who were in the middle of it were naturally seriously affected. Their life and death were in the hands of the gods.

Such a terrifying pressure was mainly directed at the black-robed cultivator. The other cultivators were only affected.

The suppressed Runemasters were both surprised and delighted. They were originally worried that they would be treated as a pile of abandoned chess pieces by the sect.

For the sake of greater benefits, they could only choose to sacrifice some unlucky fellows.

However, with the descent of the divine might, it meant that the matter had attracted the attention of the higher-ups, and his suspended heart finally settled down.

The Holy Land of runes was open to the universe and seemed to have no ownership, but in fact, it was the territory of the top Runemasters.

No outsider could challenge or question their authority, or they would be severely punished.

The black-robed cultivator’s actions had crossed the bottom line of the possessors, so they had sent out divine cultivators to deal with it.

With God-level strength and top-notch rune attainments, he could completely suppress the arrogant challenger.

After that, whether he wanted to kill or kill, it all depended on a single thought.

However, the cultivators soon discovered that things were completely different from what they had expected.

When the other cultivators couldn’t take the pressure and knelt down, the black-robed cultivator became the focus of attention again.

He was the only one standing in the square with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the Forbidden Zone.

Such a terrifying pressure did not affect him at all.

Such an abnormal scene proved that the black-robed cultivator was extraordinary. Even the gods couldn’t do anything to him.

Just as the cultivators were bewildered, two ethereal figures slowly appeared in front of the black-robed cultivator.

what is your purpose in coming here? do you really want to challenge the sacred land of runes? ”

The two silhouettes were blurry, and it was obvious that they were deliberately hiding their identities. However, they were real gods.

The number of divine cultivators was very small, so it was very difficult to meet them. The sacred land of runes had sent two at once, which was enough to prove that they attached great importance to the black-robed cultivator.

Of course, the black-robed cultivator had fought for this special treatment with his own strength.

Without this, it would be impossible for the two gods to show up.

Tang Zhen revealed a smile when he saw the appearance of the two divine generals. As expected, a crying child would have candy to eat.

“That’s right, I just want to exchange ideas and have no plans to establish a sect.

The sacred land of runes may not have the name, but it’s not as good as my three acres of land and a pool of water. That’s the real place for cultivation.”

Hearing the black-robed cultivator’s answer, the two gods were secretly happy, but they also felt a little regretful.

The black-robed cultivator had no intention of fighting for territory and the interests of the major sects, which was naturally a good thing.

However, if a true expert joined the sacred land of runes, his strength could be improved.

The Holy Land of runes did not belong to any party, but was a combination of the interests of the Runemasters. If it could become stronger, all the members would benefit.

If they had a choice, they would rather have the black-robed cultivator join them, even if it meant sacrificing some benefits.

Compared to the benefits he would gain in the future, the losses in front of him were not worth mentioning.

“Since you have such a request, we will naturally try our best to satisfy it. Please follow us to the Holy Land.”

The black-robed cultivator had caused quite a commotion and had already caused a stir in the sacred land of runes. Many cultivators knew what had just happened.

However, in the eyes of the gods, this was just an insignificant matter that did not need to be taken too seriously.

He didn’t need to care about it at all, and everything went with the flow.

If it was really necessary, he could completely operate the rules and make all the cultivators forget what had just happened.

To the gods, this was an easy task, toying with all living beings.

In the blink of an eye, they had entered the Forbidden Zone, a Holy Land that ordinary cultivators yearned for but could not reach.

The major sects were all built in the Forbidden Zone of the Supreme Saint stage, and all kinds of runic magic circles could be seen everywhere.

It gathered the essence of the universe. There were treasures passed down from ancient times, but there were also creations of later generations.

There were all kinds of dazzling items that made people clap their hands and exclaim in admiration.

Those who first entered this place would definitely be shocked and feel that their eyes were not enough.

However, the black-robed cultivator’s expression was calm, as if he didn’t care about these things at all.

The two deities saw this and were even more certain that the black-robed cultivator had an extraordinary background. At the very least, he was as knowledgeable as others.

It was reasonable. If he did not have enough ability, he would not have dared to challenge the Holy Land of runes.

He became more and more curious about the black-robed cultivator’s identity. He wondered where he came from and what kind of famous figure he was.

It was impossible for him to be unknown with such a method.

Of course, there were also many cultivators who were extremely low-key. Even after becoming gods, no one knew of their existence.

Perhaps this black-robed cultivator was one of those legendary ascetics who were only interested in combat and skills, and everything else was just fleeting.

If that was the case, things would become much easier.

As long as he satisfied the other party’s request and allowed him to achieve his wish, he would leave without any hesitation.

If he wanted to absorb and rope them in, he just needed to cater to their interests and they might take the initiative to join.

Although nothing was absolute, there was still a high success rate.

The Holy Land of runes was well-known and had a great attraction to Runemasters. Otherwise, the black-robed cultivator would not have taken the initiative to come.

In the blink of an eye, they had already reached the finish line.

It was another runic magic circle, a truly top-notch existence. It could verify the black-robed cultivator’s means and also satisfy his competition needs.

This was a true master’s technique, and it could also be considered a special arena to test the black-robed cultivator’s true strength.

If they could pass, they would be able to meet the Rune Master and obtain the qualifications for an exchange.

If they could not crack it, they would be killed by the runic magic circle, which was also a crime they deserved.

Since he had challenged the sacred land of runes, he must be prepared to die. In such a cruel competitive environment, how could there be any kind people!