408: Bet again, never play the pig and eat the tiger!

The commotion Kong Wudao caused when he previously broke through the barrier was simply too immense.

Not only was the entrance to this Legacy Land filled with people, but this Divine Jade Plaza was also similarly crowded with many beings.

The moment Kong Wudao moved, it was like pulling one hair to move the entire body, instantly drawing the gaze of countless Cultivators around him.

“How could he…?”

But when they saw Kong Wudao seemingly ignore the terrifying pressure filling the space, walking casually and leisurely towards the mystic inscription god tablet as if strolling through a garden, even the many Cultivators who had already prepared themselves were still uncontrollably startled by this scene.

“What is Burial Dao’s Cultivation Realm? Why is the pressure filling the space clearly so terrifying, yet he is completely unaffected?”

“Hiss! His Cultivation Realm couldn’t be the same as Lord Emperor Shitian’s, already reaching the Saint Lord Realm Fifth Level, or even higher, could it?”

A Cultivator suddenly exclaimed, “The pressure in the outer region can suppress Cultivators below the Saint Lord Realm; those at Saint Lord Realm Fourth Level and below will be more or less affected!”

“Looking at Burial Dao’s completely nonchalant demeanor, his Cultivation Realm has definitely surpassed the Saint Lord Realm Fourth Level!”

“…”

As this exclamation rang out, everyone’s gaze towards Kong Wudao became even more terrified.

How many terrifying hidden cards did this monster still possess that they didn’t know about?

First, during the divine dao mirror illumination ceremony, he displayed a talent and potential even more powerful and dazzling than Emperor Shitian.

Now, once again, his Cultivation Realm is also on par with Emperor Shitian’s… it’s simply terrifying to think about!

“Why say so much?”

“To leave a Qi and blood imprint on the mystic inscription god tablet, one must reveal their Cultivation Realm!”

A Cultivator suddenly jumped out, “Let’s place another bet! This time, we won’t bet on whether Burial Dao’s Cultivation Realm is higher than Emperor Shitian’s; we’ll directly bet on his specific Realm!”

As soon as these words were spoken, countless Prodigies watching around them were slightly stunned.

Especially those Cultivators who had suffered heavy losses in the Weak Sea Secret Realm bet, their hearts were already stirring again.

As the saying goes, things do not happen more than thrice.

Even a gambling addict with a clear self-awareness cannot refuse this eternal law.

“I lost 400,000 Spirit Stones in one go previously; now I want to earn it all back through this bet!”

“One million Spirit Stones! I bet Burial Dao is at the Saint Lord Realm Fifth Level!”

This Cultivator’s voice was like a fuse, instantly igniting the crowd.

“I also lost hundreds of thousands of Spirit Stones before. If I don’t earn them back, I’m afraid I’ll slap myself awake in the middle of the night later!”

“Eight hundred thousand Spirit Stones, playing it safe, I bet Burial Dao is at the Saint Lord Realm Sixth Level!”

“What the heck? You lost 300,000 Spirit Stones before, didn’t you say gambling is harmful and you’d never gamble again?”

The Heavenly Revelation Divine Mansion Cultivator scoffed, “What do you know?! Not knowing the outcome is gambling; knowing the outcome is… investing!”

“Too small! The scope is too small!”

“Don’t put all your eggs in one basket, understand? My brothers and I are each betting 200,000 Spirit Stones on Saint Lord Realm Fifth Level, Saint Lord Realm Sixth Level, and Saint Lord Realm Seventh Level respectively! No matter which one it is, we’ll definitely make a profit!”

As this clever person’s statement came out, many Cultivators followed suit.

They knew that Kong Wudao had always acted unconventionally.

Now, as long as they adopted the gambling method of putting eggs in separate baskets, they would definitely make a profit!

Just as everyone was discussing, a clear and charming voice suddenly rang out.

“Eighty million Spirit Stones, I bet Burial Dao is at the Supreme Realm.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the boiling and discussing crowd instantly froze and stiffened.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking in unison towards Wu Lingyu’s direction.

Supreme Realm?

Are they kidding them?

Looking at the current younger generation… no, looking at the history of their entire Extraterritorial Land, there has never been such a young Cultivator who has entered the Supreme Realm, right?

Although many of them had suffered heavy losses from Wu Lingyu in the Weak Sea Secret Realm gambling game, now that Wu Lingyu was throwing 80 million Spirit Stones to bet Kong Wudao was at the Supreme Realm, everyone still secretly cast glances of disdain or schadenfreude.

Some even secretly made a new bet.

“Wu Lingyu is just trying to exaggerate and disrupt our thoughts!”

“If Burial Dao is at the Supreme Realm, I’ll directly cut off my male organ and convert to Buddhism from now on!”

…

Listening to the disdainful discussions of the many Cultivators around, Wu Lingyu’s lips secretly curled into a sinister smile.

As the saying goes, things do not happen more than thrice.

These guys, no matter how foolish, wouldn’t fall in the same place three times.

This was also her last chance to entrust someone to place bets and heavily harvest these ‘leeks,’ so naturally, the more ruthless, the better.

Moreover, others might not know, but she, who had been staying with Kong Wudao recently, understood his way of doing things all too well.

Even though Kong Wudao hadn't Cultivated at all recently, every time he emerged from his Immortal Cave, his entire Qi would invisibly become even more terrifying.

Coupled with Kong Wudao’s feat of piercing through the endless ocean with one blow in the Weak Sea Secret Realm, it made her even more certain that Kong Wudao’s Cultivation Realm had a high probability of reaching the Supreme Realm.

She was even somewhat looking forward to the scene where he would later expose his true Cultivation Realm and shock everyone.

…

Kong Wudao, who was striding towards the mystic inscription god tablet, naturally also perceived everything happening behind him with his extraordinary senses.

He maintained an indifferent attitude towards it.

Anyway, Wu Lingyu would share half of the ill-gotten gains with him.

When pie falls from the sky, why not take it?

Moreover, he did indeed have the intention of taking this opportunity to display his Cultivation Realm.

After all, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger was not something a Forbidden Zone Divine Son like him should do.

As he got closer to the mystic inscription god tablet at the center of Divine Jade Plaza, the pressure filling the space became increasingly terrifying and heavy.

An ordinary Saint Lord Realm Fourth Level Cultivator would already find it extremely difficult here.

Every step felt like bearing the pressure of a myriad of ancient divine mountains.

However, for him, this still posed no challenge.

His forward pace was not affected in the slightest.

He didn’t even show any signs of fatigue because of it; instead, he walked faster and faster!

A path that would normally take at least half an hour to complete was covered by him in less than five minutes!