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The Old Celestial Master pushed his mouse forward, his face full of fury as he spoke.

Then, he looked at Senior Brother Zhong Yan: "What, are you even questioning your Master's words now?"

"It's not questioning, just asking!"

"If he really can become the White Tiger Martial God in the future, wouldn't that make me the Senior Brother of the Martial God?" Senior Brother Zhong Yan said with a smile.

The Old Celestial Master glanced at him and started another round.

[Call Landlord]

[Call Landlord]

[Call Landlord]

"Don't blame me for not warning you, you must never let him know that he will be the White Tiger Martial God!"

"Even his grandfather is keeping this a secret!"

"He is still in his growth phase. Before he truly grows into the White Tiger Martial God, do not disturb his state of mind!"

The Old Celestial Master warned Senior Brother Zhong Yan a few times.

[A 3...]

[Bigger than you...]

Senior Brother Zhong Yan laughed: "I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I'd get to be the Senior Brother of a Martial God?"

"By the way, Master, why didn't you let him transfer to Longhu University?"

"If he came to Longhu University, wouldn't it be legitimate?"

The Old Celestial Master glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Respect other people's choices. If he were truly interested in Longhu University, he wouldn't have chosen Xingwu University in the first place!"

"Some things depend entirely on Karma. Do not interfere with other people's decisions, and certainly do not force Karma!"

"That doesn't stop me from taking him on as my closing Disciple!"

[Straight Flush...]

[Pass!]

[Pass...]

[Three with two...]

[Bomb!]

[Rocket...]

"Hahahaha..."

Suddenly, the Old Celestial Master threw his head back and laughed.

Senior Brother Zhong Yan nodded: "Alright, I'll keep that in mind. I'll be heading back now!"

The Old Celestial Master didn't speak.

His attention was entirely focused on the Dou Dizhu game.

Senior Brother Zhong Yan sighed softly: "This old man is too distracted from his proper duties, sigh!"

It wasn't until long after Senior Brother Zhong Yan had left that the Old Celestial Master came back to his senses: "Hmm? What? What did you just say..."

When he looked around for Senior Brother Zhong Yan, there was no sign of him.

The Old Celestial Master's expression sank: "That brat, he must have been badmouthing me behind my back again!"

Then, a profound look flashed across the Old Celestial Master's eyes.

"If this child can conquer the Blood Prison Map, only then will he have the qualifications to become a Martial God..."

[Hurry up, I've waited until the flowers are about to wither...]

...

Boom—a huge explosion rang out.

Inside the [Blood Prison Map], countless Yao Beasts were rushing towards Lin Yi.

"Isn't this too many?"

"Where did so many Yao Beasts come from?"

Lin Yi held the black gold tiger-head spear, watching the endless stream of Yao Beasts charging towards him.

For the first time, a trace of despair appeared on his face.

They were endless.

These Yao Beasts simply could not be killed off.

Even with Little Seven's help, he couldn't kill all these Yao Beasts.

At this moment, at Lin Yi's feet, the corpses of the Yao Beasts had already piled up like a small mountain.

Yet, there were still countless more Yao Beasts... There was simply no hope in sight.

Awoo—with a roar, those Yao Beasts, all with blood-red eyes, once again swarmed towards Lin Yi.

A cold light flashed in Lin Yi's eyes as he charged towards the Yao Beasts once again.

And Little Seven, circling overhead, seemed to have been driven into a killing frenzy as well.

After letting out a clear cry, it dove towards the Yao Beasts below at an extremely fast speed.

Puff, puff, puff—the black gold tiger-head spear in Lin Yi's hand was like a fierce tiger.

As he killed his way into the group of Yao Beasts, everywhere he passed was left as a blank space.

Any Yao Beast that got close to the black gold tiger-head spear was killed one by one.

But even so, the vacuum zone he had just cleared was quickly filled by even more Yao Beasts.

Looking out, the boundless group of Yao Beasts stretched on without end.

Even if Lin Yi fought without stopping for a moment, he didn't know when he would be able to kill them all.

One dive from Little Seven took out a dozen Yao Beasts at once.

But even so, it was a drop in the bucket. It was simply not enough to help Lin Yi break out of the encirclement...

Boom, boom, boom—streaks of golden light flashed by.

In the Void Realm, the sound of preaching echoed.

Talismanic Incantations floated around Lin Yi.

Once any Yao Beast tried to approach, it would be repelled by the golden light.

Lin Yi used every Martial Skill and Cultivation Technique he could.

Still, he could not slaughter these Yao Beasts on a large scale.

With several consecutive leaps, Lin Yi once again carved out a bloody path.

A large number of Yao Beasts perished under the black gold tiger-head spear.

However... he still couldn't resolve the crisis at hand.

Screech—Little Seven's clear cry could not cover up the roars of those Yao Beasts.

These Yao Beasts acted as if they had no consciousness at all.

One by one, with blood-red eyes, only killing remained.

Even when the black gold tiger-head spear struck their bodies, they felt no pain at all.

As long as they weren't dead, they would continuously charge towards Lin Yi.

And at the next moment, a Yao Beast leaped up and pounced directly onto Lin Yi's back.

Following that, more Yao Beasts surrounded Lin Yi tightly, until he was completely swallowed by the swarm of Yao Beasts.

"Ah..."

With a gasp, Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

When he realized he had returned to the inner chamber of the Visualization Room, he let out a long sigh of relief.

When he looked at the [Blood Prison Map] again.