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Tang Huan\'s heart trembled. Just from the stairs, there were probably ten thousand dead cultivators, and only a hundred of those cactuses had died.

Not long after, the three of them had already crossed the last flight of stairs and stood in front of the large building.

At the very front of the hall was a hall, the door opened, and on the board hung the words "Primeval Killing Realm", written in a flamboyant manner, exuding killing intent. At a glance, it was enough to make one\'s soul tremble, as if each of the characters contained an endless sea of corpses, a monstrous baleful aura.

At this time, Tang Huan suddenly understood that the \'Beginning Immortal Encyclopedia\' did not exist from an ancient sect. It should be a trial ground instead. After passing through the other eight tunnels, he would definitely encounter a similar danger. He guessed that there would be corpses everywhere along the way.

Whoosh.

After a short pause, the three of them continued to fly forward. In an instant, they had passed through the door.

There were no shortcuts in this area. They could only follow the passageway.

If one wanted to avoid the danger from the ground by flying through the air, the chances of success were close to zero. This was because the sky at a height of five meters was filled with boundless pressure, and it was impossible for a Heavenly Monarch to break through that layer of pressure.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for so many people to die on the Staircase.

"Hiss!"

A gasp suddenly rang out from the crowd. Just as they passed through the entrance, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou stopped in their tracks, astonishment filling their eyes.

The space behind the door was extremely vast, each with a length and width of a few thousand meters.

However, this space was still filled with corpses. Although the number of people dying here was slightly less than the number on the stairs outside, there were still thousands of people. Although the number of people dying outside was slightly less than the number on the stairs outside, there were still thousands of people.

"Only such a small path and already over ten thousand people died."

After a moment of silence, Gu Caiwei could not help sighing softly.

Although she and Tang Manrou were rather dissatisfied with the cultivators that fought to be the first to enter the "Beginning Immortal Enchantment," they still couldn\'t bear to see the large amount of corpses scattered all over the place.

At the end of this palace space, there was an arch.

Behind the arch was probably the other stage of palace space. There were corpses all over the place and the space inside the palace space was probably not much better.

As it turned out, her guess was completely correct.

When the three of them entered the second realm of palace, there were indeed corpses all over the ground. However, the ones who killed these cultivators had already become another kind of life form.

Third palace Space, Fourth palace Space …

It was the same with all of them.

The closer they moved forward, the closer the time of death for the cultivators in the palace space. The shouts that came from up ahead also became clearer and clearer.

Unknowingly, the three of them had already entered the eighth realm of palace.

"Senior Sisters, get ready."

Tang Huan suddenly shouted in a low voice.

In front of him, there seemed to be an intense battle going on in the space within the ninth stage of the palace. As a result, almost at the same time as he finished speaking, Tang Huan also called out the "Pure Yang Divine Sword" from within the space of the ninth stage of the palace.

Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou also circulated their Tian Yuan as they activated the Dao Artifact in their hands. The long sword in their hands glowed with a brilliant luster as a majestic Strength Qi surged out.

In the next moment, the three of them almost simultaneously passed through the arch in the depths of the palace, and in the blink of an eye, entered the ninth realm of the palace.

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Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei and Tang Manrou reflexively looked over. In the center of the palace, there was a green vine that was a few hundred meters long, dancing frantically like a spirit serpent. On the vine, there were countless of brandishing fangs and claws.

Around the vines, thousands of cultivators were desperately attacking.

Rumbling sounds came one after another, and when the Dao Artifact was released, it released a bright and colorful light that illuminated the entire palace as if it was a dream. However, the Strength Qi and the corpse that laid on the ground continued to show the dangers of this area.

The battle between the two sides had clearly continued for a very long time.

Outside of the battle circle, not only were there dead bodies of cultivators, but there were also cultivators who were either injured or exhausted. They were all sitting on the ground, taking every second to heal or recover their Tian Yuan Qi.

The appearance of Tang Huan, Gu Caiwei, and Tang Manrou attracted the attention of many cultivators.

However, at that time, the crowd no longer cared about being surprised. Their gazes flashed, and their attention returned to the long green vines.

"Bang!" "Bang …"

With a twist of the Purple Vine, the branches twitched, and a few Sky Sovereign who could not dodge in time spat out blood, and were sent flying with their weapons, heavily injured. However, almost at the same time, countless weapons slashed down, leaving numerous wounds on the vines.

"Senior sisters, let\'s go together. Be careful."

The three of them immediately rushed over.

"Chi!"

When he was still dozens of meters away from the green vine, the "Pure Yang Divine Sword" in Tang Huan\'s hands slashed outwards, the vigorous Sky Yuan into the sword body, instantly transforming into a huge sword light, passing through the gap between the two cultivators, sweeping forward like a waterfall, as though it was able to cut through the Sun Moon Mountain Range.

At almost the same time, that terrifying sword intent also surged out along with the white sword beam, as if it had become real.

Sensing this heart palpitating sword intent, the surrounding thousands of cultivators were all shocked. In their haste, their gazes fell on Tang Huan one by one.

"It\'s him!"

"Gu Ying!"

"He came in too!"

"..."

Cries of surprise rang out again and again.

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In the next moment, the white sword light poured onto the green rattan, and a crack about a foot deep was revealed. A thick green liquid spurted out from the crack. A strange sound came out from the vine, and soon after, it began to twist violently.

"Alright!"

A wave of cheers filled the air. The surrounding cultivators were actually in high spirits, and their eyes were filled with pleasant surprise.

They had been besieging the vine for a long time, but even if a peak sixth-grade Heavenly Lord were to use all his might, he could only leave a wound a few inches deep on the vine. In comparison, the effect that Tang Huan\'s attack could bring out far surpassed every single one of them.

Tang Huan frowned slightly.

As the rattan continued to twist and turn, the wound unexpectedly began to heal at an astonishing speed. It was estimated that the wound would completely recover in a few breaths\' time. Not only was the wound caused by the sword energy, but the wounds left by the other cultivators on the vine were also quickly disappearing.