"I accept the referee's good intentions, but when I come down to the Devouring God Realm, I just want to practice, and I really have no intention of getting involved in the struggle between the world masters."

Lin Chen thanked him with his hand and said to himself: "I am just a small person. If you are involved in such a big event, if you are not careful, you will be shattered to pieces."

The referee in brown clothes said with deep meaning: "Master Tianjian, you are so humble. You are not a nobody."

Lin Chen smiled when he heard this, and immediately walked up towards the mountain in front of him. As soon as he stepped on the steps, he felt a sharp knife breath, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

"The most powerful people in the past all took more than twenty breaths to climb up. I wonder how long it will take this one?" The brown-clothed referee looked at Lin Chen's back with interest.

As he got closer to the top of the mountain, Lin Chen became more stressed. He immediately concentrated the power of the ancestors and his steps became faster.

But after walking one-fifth of the distance, the pressure gradually increased again, so Lin Chen started the sixth sword path and continued to move forward.

After walking two-thirds of the way, Lin Chen couldn't help but frown. He felt like there were sword breaths coming from all directions, and he felt like he was about to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

Lin Chen's mind was shaken. The breath of the sword alone was so powerful. He simply couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying realm the owner of this mountain, the master of the Wild Sword Realm, had comprehended in the way of swordsmanship.

Taking a gentle breath, Lin Chen used his original kendo without any reservation, and just then he resisted the sword breaths coming from all directions, and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step.

"How is it possible? This boy only used sixteen breaths of time?"

The referee in brown clothes exclaimed in his heart, looking at the figure on the top of the mountain that looked like a divine sword in shock, sighing slightly, and said to himself: "I hope Lord Huangdao can surrender him."

"Finally up."

Lin Chen felt relieved. After reaching the top of the mountain, the sword breath in all directions disappeared, as if everything he had experienced before was illusory.

With his mind settled, Lin Chen raised his head and looked forward, and saw a portal composed of two stone knives, with the light of autumn water flowing between them.

Suddenly, the sword light turned into a jade staircase, extending from the inside out to Lin Chen's feet.

When Lin Chen saw this, he walked in calmly, only to feel that his eyes were dark at first, and then his vision brightened, and where he entered his eyes, there was a magical sword floating in the air.

These magical knives are all pointing straight to the sky. The blades and tips of the swords bloom with different colors of sword light, and they make whistling sounds from time to time, just like a vast world of swords.

Lin Chen looked from near to far, and soon saw a gray figure sitting cross-legged in mid-air in the center of the sky full of divine swords.

Lin Chen's eyes were sharp, but it was difficult to see clearly. He only felt that the other person was blurry and intimidating.

With a thought in his heart, Lin Chen concentrated his mental power and strengthened his original swordsmanship, and only then could he clearly see the opponent's appearance.

I saw that the other person was a middle-aged man with a majestic figure. Although he was sitting cross-legged, he was a bit taller than Lin Chen. If he stood up, he would be even taller.

If you look closely, you can see that the middle-aged man has gray hair, a face like a knife, and skin like a rock. He looks very rough and looks like a stone statue from a distance.

Lin Chen instantly understood the identity of the other party. He was the Realm Master of the Sixth Heaven, the Huangdao Realm Master.

I heard that he was from the Stone Man tribe, but when I saw him today, it turned out to be so.

As for the other party's state, Lin Chen couldn't tell, nor could he feel any fluctuations in power, which made people feel unfathomable.

Obviously, the other party was the same existence as the Qinyuan Realm Master, Wuxie Realm Master, Mantuo Realm Master, Demon Release Realm Master and Axe-Zhanping Realm Master that Lin Chen had met before.

Even if he has not stepped into the realm of the Holy God, he has probably cultivated to the top of the Nine Paths Divine Ancestor realm, which is called the Half-Step Holy God realm.

Such an existence, even if it is not as good as Mo Jia and Zhuo Youshen from the God-Eating Clan, is definitely not something Lin Chen can compete with.

Keeping his mind tight, Lin Chen cupped his hands and said, "Junior Lin Chen, I have met the Lord of the Wild Sword Realm."

"I originally thought that Junior Sister Qinyuan overestimated you, but now it seems that you are even better than she said, which is rare."

The Lord of the Wild Sword Realm opened his eyes and praised Lin Chen unhurriedly, as if he admired Lin Chen very much.

Lin Chen said neither humble nor arrogantly: "The Lord of the Wild Sword Realm thanks you for the award."

"Well, your character is not bad. The most rare thing is your understanding of swordsmanship, which is very rare among the sword cultivators of the ancestors of the Six Paths Gods."

The Lord of the Wild Sword Realm seemed to have seen the original swordsmanship in Lin Chen's body. He hummed and said: "Lin Chen, I admire you, so are you willing to serve me?"

"The Lord of the Wild Sword Realm loves you, but this junior is devoted to cultivation and has no intention of serving others." Lin Chen said calmly.

"Yeah?"

A flash of sword light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Desolate Sword Realm, which immediately shocked Lin Chen. He staggered back more than ten steps before trying his best to steady his steps.

Lin Chen's face was tense, and his heart stirred up: "It seems that the half-step Holy God realm is much more powerful than I imagined, and the Nine Paths Divine Ancestors are simply incomparable."

He has met many Nine Paths Divine Ancestors before, such as the Master of Yanxia Cave, Zen Master Qingyun and others. The most powerful among them is undoubtedly the Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan.

Heavenly Demon Zhuoyan comes from the Heavenly Demon Clan, so his strength far exceeds that of humans or demons. The ancestors of the Nine Paths may be able to compete with the Lord of the Desolate Sword Realm in front of him.

However, Lin Chen has never seen the Half-Step Holy God take action, so it is difficult to predict which of the two is stronger or weaker.

Thinking in his mind, Lin Chen cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me, Lord of the Wild Sword Realm."

"So, you really have no intention of surrendering to any of us Realm Lords?"

The Lord of the Wild Sword Realm glanced at Lin Chen, then withdrew his gaze, then raised his right hand, and with a swish, a badge flew out and said:

"You go."

Lin Chen stretched out his hands, took the badge of the most powerful person, and then said, "Junior, farewell."

After that, he turned around and walked out, and soon appeared outside the door.

There was a refreshing cold wind blowing, causing Lin Chen's clothes to flutter. His expression was calm, but there was a hint of paleness on his face. He used the power of the divine ancestor to return to normal.

Looking at the referee in brown clothes waiting at the bottom of the mountain, Lin Chen quickly walked down and said with cupped hands: "Referee, I'm sorry."

The referee in brown clothes shook his head slightly and said: "Master Tianjian, no matter who you are, if you want to practice in the God-killing Realm, you will have difficulty if there is no one to support you. This will happen when you go to the seventh heaven.

Deep understanding, I hope you will not regret your decision today."

Lin Chen said: "I will never regret the decision I made in my next life."

"If you can still think like this after going to the seventh heaven, I will admire you."

The referee in brown clothes smiled, turned and left. He felt that Lin Chen was too naive. The three heavens above the seventh were completely different from the six heavens below the sixth.

"The referee moves slowly."

Lin Chen said, watching him turn into a divine rainbow and fly towards the killing battlefield, then walked along the nearest street towards the Manshi Palace.

Along the way, all the human geniuses said hello to Lin Chen, including those from the half-orc clan and the demon clan. Only the demon clan avoided Lin Chen.

Lin Chen didn't care and quickly returned to Manshi Palace. The moment he walked into the hall, he saw the little girl running up happily and said happily:

"Dad, you are finally back. Crazy Thunder Spear Ancestor and the others have already arranged a banquet up there. Let's go up quickly."

"It seems like you're in a hurry. Okay, let's go."

Lin Chen teased her, and suddenly saw an old man in fire robe walking over, cupping his hands and saying, "Old Huo."

Xiaohuo stared with big eyes and said, "Old man, what are you doing here?"
Chapter completed!