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Chapter 539: Bad Intentions

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A Will Eternal – Chapter 539

Chapter 539: Bad Intentions

Two hours passed, during which more and more people appeared near the entrance of the labyrinth. Finally, a young man arrived who caused the other soul cultivators and the savages in the area to look shocked as well.

"Defeat!" she said. The coldness of his words caused everyone in the area to immediately scatter.

The young man hovering in the air above the entrance of the labyrinth was extremely handsome, and wore expensive clothes that made him look very different from the soul planters and savages. There was something glorious and majestic about the way he carried himself.

He had a star-shaped mark on his forehead, a sigil that pulsed with a strange power and caused the young man to emit a mysterious pressure.

Tied on his back was a pitch-black bow that had nine silver designs on its surface. Anyone who saw the weapon would instantly be filled with fear and jealousy.

Slow whispers were immediately heard in the area. "He's from one of the aristocratic necromancer clans …."

Seeming respect immediately appeared in the eyes of the soul cultivators, and to the savages, they trembled as they bowed in greeting.

In the Wildlands, necromancers occupied an extremely high position, and aristocratic necromancer clans were extremely powerful, to the point where they were even highly valued by the nobility. [1]

The easiest way to identify whether a necromancer was a rogue cultivator or from one of the aristocratic clans was to examine his forehead. Only necromancers from aristocratic clans had ancestors like this young man.

This young man was not in the Nascent Soul stage, only in the great circle of the Core Formation. However, due to his status as an aristocratic necromancer, he was the type to command respect wherever he went in the Wildlands.

His name was Zhou Yixing [2], and when he stood there outside the labyrinth entrance, he completely ignored all the soul cultivators and the wild people around him. Originally, he had not planned on entering the labyrinth. He also did not participate in the recent war with the Great Wall. Things like that are underneath. After all, although the clan he came from could not be considered to be very large, it was quite famous in this particular area.

He only had one reason to come to the labyrinth: Bai Xiaochun!

"Although my Zhou Clan might obtain a complete set of five spirit beast elements immediately, I would never be in the running to obtain them …. But, if I can kill Bai Xiaochun, then I will definitely have that soul to myself. Then, once I reach the Nascent Soul stage, I will be able to rise in the necromancer rank. I can finally try to conjure a ten-colored flame, or maybe even eleven-colored flames. With a ten-colored flame, I will rise to the absolute peak of the necromancer master rank. And if I can make an eleven-colored flame, then I will eventually become a terrestrial necromancer !! ” With such thoughts in mind, Zhou Yixing's eyes sparkled expectantly, and he flew straight to the entrance to be teleported into the labyrinth.

At this point, there were 200,000 people inside the labyrinth, with only 30,000 of them coming from the Great Wall. The rest of that number consisted of soul cultivators and savages, as well as several hundred necromancers.

Although everyone was moved to different locations throughout the labyrinth, considering there were 200,000 of them, they made a huge splash at their entrance.

The labyrinth is basically an intricate and vast labyrinth where the divine sense is very limited. As for everyone who wanted to track down Bai Xiaochun, they immediately scattered in different directions to look for him, however, none of them were able to find a single trace.

It only made the Wildlanders more anxious, as they were worried about the prospect of others finding it. Therefore, whenever the Wildlanders met the cultivators of the Great Wall, they mostly ignored them, not wanting to draw time from their quest.

Not all Wildlanders were looking for Bai Xiaochun. But he had attracted the attention of most of them, and thus, there was less pressure on the cultivators of the Great Wall.

Of course, if the Wildlanders found the only cultivators of the Great Wall, they would attack in hopes of obtaining treasures. It was not limited to the Great Wall's army either; the Wildlanders would even attack each other if the opportunity arose.

At the same time, many strange and strange things began to happen in different parts of the labyrinth ….

**

Bai Xiaochun had long since put on his meat mask, and looked like a middle-aged soul cultivator. He was currently creeping carefully in the labyrinth, afraid of being recognized. Back when he had first entered the place, he had shot through the tunnel at high speed, randomly choosing a direction in hopes of losing his pursuer. In that case he had succeeded, but as a result, he now had no idea where he was. He tries to use some magical techniques in hopes of finding a way out, but quickly discovers that the labyrinth contains a sealing pressure that makes such heaven and earth magic impossible to use.

“So what if I get lost? Everyone will be as lost as I am. ” Rubbing his forehead slightly, he looked around the tunnel wall, which all looked exactly the same to him. He almost felt a little dizzy.

It was a sinister chill that was different from his cold qi, and made the entire labyrinth seem like a grave or a grave. On many occasions, Bai Xiaochun got the sensation that someone was watching him from behind.

However, every time he looked over his shoulder, he saw nothing behind him.

"What kind of horrible place is this …?" he murmured, chewing on his lower lip. After walking a few more steps, he suddenly stopped in place, his eyes shining with ferocity which made him seem like a sharp blade being pulled.

It was at that moment that four figures rushed at the corner in front of him. Three of them were soul cultivators, and one was a savage giant that had shrunk its body to a height of three meters.

They were obviously a team of some sort, and they all had a deep cultivation base in the great circle of Core Formations. To his surprise, one of the soul cultivators had a partially formed Nascent Soul, indicating that he had failed in his attempt to reach the Nascent Soul stage and was now considered a pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator.

Being in the Pseudo-Nascent Soul stage has its ups and downs. The advantage was that such a cultivation base was higher than the huge circle of Core Formation. The downside was that if someone with such a cultivation base wanted to complete their Nascent Soul, the difficulty level would be ten times greater than usual.

This group of four moved in formation, with the giants taking the lead position, and the three soul cultivators following. Although the soul cultivators were not wearing very luxurious clothes, they all had magical objects circling around them.

One had a green flying sword with six silver designs. The others had the same sword, except that it was red!

Clearly, the two swords had both received a sixfold increase in spirit!

What was even more shocking was that the pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator had a glittering pearl floating on it that had seven silver designs on it!

The group of four swung in a corner with wary expressions on their faces, and immediately looked at Bai Xiaochun with his mask.

Bai Xiaochun stood there, staring at them. This was not the first group of Wildlanders he had met. He had met several other groups along the way, all of whom only stared at him for a moment before continuing their journey.

Bai Xiaochun and the group of four stood there for a while, measuring each other up. Then, Bai Xiaochun retreated slightly to make room for them to pass by. The Wildlanders continued forward, staring at Bai Xiaochun and his several layers of armor. When they were roughly thirty meters away, the giant suddenly turned around and started running towards him, chuckling crazily.

"They still don't know who I really am," Bai Xiaochun thought. “They just liked my armor, and since I was alone, thought they could rob me. I need to finish this quickly! " Eyes were flashing with a cold light as the savage giant approached, Bai Xiaochun took a step forward at a speed that made his opponent completely shocked.

Before any of them could see it clearly, they heard the bang of the explosion, and then the cry of the ferocious giant, which flew backwards in the air for a while before bursting into pieces, he said, sending blood lines like arrows toward the soul planters. .

As things became clear, they saw Bai Xiaochun standing at the spot once occupied by the savage giant, slowly lowering his fist.

Their eyes widened, and their hearts began pounding on the realization that they had provoked a powerful expert. However, it was too late for regrets at this point. All three soul cultivators had fought on the battlefield, and knew that when enemies faced each other in a fight, there was only one choice.

The blood flowing towards them contained a corrosive poison, and there was nothing the three of them could do to negate it. Therefore, the Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator sent out a burst of light that shot out from his queen, which created a shimmering shield that blocked most of the blood. Then the killing intent of the three soul cultivators began to surge.

"Dead!"

[1] In English, the words ‘aristocracy’ and ‘noble’ are arguably identical, but the two Chinese terms used here are very different. In this case, what I translate as ‘klan aristokratis’ basically refers to a rich and powerful clan that has a long history in the area, but does not have to be connected to the government. Instead, the nobility would be part of the government or the ruling class.

[2] Zhou Yixing's given name, Yixing, literally means "one star."

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