Wang Chen strode towards Yue Mingluan, his grip tight on his bow.
"What's this?" Yue Mingluan tried to move, but he couldn't even lift a finger. The arrow that struck his shoulder immobilized him with excruciating pain.
Yue Mingluan gritted his teeth, trying to contain the pain that shot through his body. "Argh...damn it," he cursed through clenched jaws.
As Wang Chen pulled out the arrow from Yue Mingluan's shoulder, a fresh wave of pain jolted through him, making him cry out in agony. "Ahhh! You...you bastard!" he hissed, his face contorted in pain.
Wang Chen muttered to himself, examining the bow in his hands. "Hmmm, it works fine, I guess. But the only drawback is that it only has one arrow." He muttered, ignoring Yue Mingluan's hatred-filled gaze.
The bow and arrow was the yellow-level opportunity that Wang Chen had obtained from the labyrinth.
The bow could be used with or without an arrow, as one could materialize their Qi into an arrow and shoot, but it wasn't as effective as the poison-tipped arrow. The arrow had a poisonous property that would immobilize the target, rendering them unable to lift a finger, as was happening to Yue Mingluan.
However, the arrow had its own drawbacks, if the target's cultivation was high enough, then the poison arrow would have little effect, rendering it useless in such a case.
Wang Chen grinned as he snatched the Thunderbolt Blade from Yue Mingluan's hand. "I'll gladly take this sword as your farewell gift to me," he quipped with a triumphant tone.
Although he had earlier underestimated the sword's capabilities, thinking it couldn't break through the wall, but it sliced through it like a hot knife through butter. With the defense wall broken, Wang Chen swiftly attempted to escape, but not without a wound to show for it. The blade left a deep gash on his shoulder, a painful reminder of his miscalculation.
Yue Mingluan attempted to intimidate Wang Chen by invoking his family status. "My brother and my grandfather will kill you if you try to kill me," he threatened.
Wang Chen didn't seem to be fazed. "Oh, they would try to kill me if they knew," he admitted, "but how could they possibly find out?" His response was dripping with confidence.
He continued, "As for your brother, I'll deal with him sooner or later. But as for your grandfather, he might just have a heart attack when the secret realm's seven days are up." His words carried a sly undertone, hinting at something ominous.
With a nonchalant expression on his face, Wang Chen spoke, "But you still have some use!"
Yue Mingluan was confused by Wang Chen's words and before he could even ask what he meant, Wang Chen interrupted him. "But not...alive."
Without warning, Wang Chen swiftly used the Thunderbolt Blade to puncture Yue Mingluan's heart, pushing the blade in deeper before withdrawing it.
As Yue Mingluan struggled to speak, Wang Chen watched as his life slowly faded away. "You..." Yue Mingluan managed to utter a word, but his voice trailed off as he drew his last breath.
Then Wang Chen smoothly slid the corpse of Yue Mingluan into his storage bag, The bag shimmered slightly as the body was sucked inside, disappearing without a trace.
He then turned his attention to the other dead disciples. "Such a waste," he thought to himself, "but their energy will not go to waste." He absorbed their bodies completely until they turned into ash, feeling their energy flow into him and making him stronger.
Wang Chen ran his hand over his shoulder, checking the wound left by the Thunderbolt Blade. A satisfied smile crossed his face as he realized that the wound had fully healed, leaving no trace of injury. "The power of the Thunderbolt Blade is indeed remarkable," he murmured to himself.
"It's time for the second part of the plan," Wang Chen muttered to himself as he retrieved the orb from his storage bag. He peered into it and saw several red dots clustered in a particular location.
Realizing that he needed to change his clothing to avoid drawing attention, he quickly rummaged through his bag and withdrew a black robe from his storage bag - a robe that once belonged to a Blood Fang Sect disciple whom he had killed for a yellow-level opportunity.
After donning the robe and concealing his face, Wang Chen watched as the labyrinth began to crumble around him. He wasted no time in making his escape, heading in the direction of the red location on the orb.
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Wang Chen muttered to himself as he gazed upon the towering volcano mountain ahead of him, "So this should be the location." He could feel his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation as he moved towards the entrance.
As he walked deeper into the cave, the mist started to thicken and soon became as dense as fog. Wang Chen could feel the pressure building up around him. "What is this place?" he muttered to himself, keeping his guard up. But then he felt a strange sensation in his mind, and he knew immediately that he had fallen into an illusion.
"I see what you're trying to do," Wang Chen said aloud, addressing the unknown force that had created the illusion. "But my soul is stronger than you can imagine. I won't be fooled by your tricks."
Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and focused his mind, channeling his energy into his soul. As he did so, he felt the illusion start to crumble around him, like a house of cards collapsing.
"That was close," he thought to himself, relieved to have broken free of the illusion. "I need to be more careful from now on."
As Wang Chen walked deeper into the cave, the mist began to thin out, and he found himself surrounded by barren land with craters scattered around. He noticed a few craters on the ground, and upon looking closer, he saw a bubbling pool of magma.
Suddenly, he heard a telepathic voice in his mind. "Congratulations, you have qualified to compete for the Emperor inheritance. The previous test was to clear the illusion. If you weren't even able to do that, then you would not be qualified. Now, the second test begins."
The telepathic voice continued, "If you pass this test, then you will be able to compete against those who have passed it and are on their way to claim the Emperor inheritance."
Wang Chen cursed under his breath as he realized he was running late. 'I wasted too much time,' he thought to himself.
"The second test is to defeat those magma golems and collect 100 cores in 5 minutes. If you are unable to do that, you are not qualified to proceed to the third test and will be sent out from here"
Without warning, the craters filled with magma started to bubble and seethe, and from within emerged a fearsome creature with a body made entirely of molten rock. It was a magma golem, and soon more of them began to appear, rising up from the ground and surrounding Wang Chen.
Without hesitation, Wang Chen drew his Thunderbolt Blade, anticipating the upcoming battle.
"I should test this sword before it's too late," he thought to himself, "It will come in handy soon." He took a battle stance, ready to face the magma golems as they rushed towards him.
[Author's Note: Hey guys, I've heard some complaints about the story being slow-paced, so in this chapter, I've tried to speed things up a bit. Let me know if it's working for you!]
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