Chapter 322: Get rid of Zhang Tie
Wei Potian rushed forward with a big knife and fought a draw with the half-dead monster.

Zhang Tie nodded. This Wei Potian was really fighting hard. Judging from his attitude, it would be enough to delay him for a while.

He now had some clues. This formation seemed like a protective formation.

The reason why Zhang Tie couldn't tell the difference was because this formation was connected to the entire Tongtian Peak.

Tongtian Peak as a whole provided cover for the formation, making it impossible for Zhang Tie to figure out what was going on.

Now that we have a clue, the next step will be much easier.

According to Zhang Tie's estimation, it would take at least a hundred years to fully comprehend this formation.

However, he does not need to understand the formation. He just needs to use it briefly to create an opportunity to leave.

So it can be completed in one month.

……

At the top of Tongtian Peak, the Central Dynasty Hall.

An old monk was sitting on the golden dragon throne in the center of the magnificent hall. His face was covered with wrinkles and his heavy eyelids covered his cloudy eyes.

Elder Wei opened his eyes with difficulty, "Who will be there after one month?"

The people in his royal palace were divided into two sides, just like a mortal emperor attending court.

One of them answered.
"Ancestor, there are fifty people participating in the competition, thirty of whom are from the three major immortal sects, and eighteen are from the five major families. The Central Dynasty has two participants."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole palace became lively.

"What's going on? There are only two people participating in the internal competition of the dynasty. Is this a joke?"

"That's true. Even if both of them win, what's the point? They can only get a small amount of resources. If this continues, our Central Dynasty will be in name only!"

"Ancestor?"

The old man did not react at all, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

He didn't speak until the noise of the crowd stopped.
"Wei Yang, tell me the rules of the Dynasty Competition."

"Ancestor, according to the dynasty's rules, the competition is held every hundred years. All princes above the Nascent Soul stage can participate, and all other cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage can also participate."

"However, those who are not of royal bloodline will be suppressed by the formation during the competition, and only one tenth of their cultivation will remain. This is also the formation's preferential treatment for the royal family."

The old man leaning against the chair opened his eyes and said in a loud voice, "Only one in ten people can survive in this cultivation level. Even the late Nascent Soul stage has become a Core Formation Stage. Why is no one willing to participate in the competition?"

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to speak.

Old Man Wei shook his head. He was too old and had reached his death. He really could not interfere in the future of the Wei family.

"Haha, aren't you afraid of getting hurt?" The Ninth Princess smiled sweetly, "Why would you want to participate in such a dangerous thing when you can just stay at home and do nothing? What's the benefit?"

The Ninth Princess said sarcastically, "Even if the Wei family falls, everyone should still do what they should do. It doesn't matter."

"you!"

The other princes were so angry that their faces turned blue, but they were unable to refute.

"The competition will cost lives, and they will not rush to participate just because of the Ninth Princess's provocation."

Old Man Wei shook his head in disappointment. The Wei family had been enjoying the top level for too long and felt that everything they had was innate, so no one was willing to work hard to practice.

"Okay, I'm tired, let's just do what we have to do."

"But we only have two princes participating. If something unexpected happens, do we have to give up the position of the Lord of Tongtian Peak?"

Old man Wei's eyes returned to a half-asleep, half-awake state. "What else can we do if we don't allow it? Who among you can defend it? Or, if we take a step back, who among you is willing to defend it?"

After saying this, Old Man Wei closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The people below understood that Old Man Wei was preparing to drive them away.

Wei Yang took everyone away.

When he got outside, he found the Ninth Princess and said to her, "Are you sure that the Fifth Prince has changed?" The Ninth Princess smiled coldly, "I'm not sure, but do you have any other choice?"

Wei Yang gritted his teeth and said, "There really is no choice. Those princes are all afraid of getting hurt, and none of them is willing to participate in the competition!"

"These bastards, if they only participated, they could guarantee that the Wei family would barely sit in this position, but now they don't even want to do this, just because they are afraid of getting hurt!"

"Haha, I'm not afraid of getting hurt, I'm afraid of delaying my own enjoyment!"

Wei Yang clenched his fists, "This is the only way! The fifth prince will participate, plus you, to make up two places. I will distribute the final rewards of the competition first!"

"Haha, it's all right. There's no difference anyway. I, a cultivator in the late Jindan stage, can pretend to be in the Yuanying stage. So what's wrong with you doing some behind-the-scenes manipulation?"

"But this is useless. There are forty-eight Yuanying late stage!"

Wei Yang also gave a bitter smile when he heard this. Yes, two against forty-eight, it would be useless even if he was the referee.

……

Chuangtian Peak, seventh floor.

Wang Yu and Wei Potian were already lying on the ground, while Erya was madly attacking a clone of Zhang Tie.

This clone is now in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Different from what Wei Potian thought, when he reached the seventh floor, what appeared were no longer monsters, but clones.

However, the seventh-level clone was as powerful as Zhang Tie, with immense physical strength. He used a fireball spell to make Erya grimace in dismay.

Her spells had no effect on the clone, but a fireball from the clone could seriously injure her.

Erya dodged a fireball with difficulty, turned around and shouted at Zhang Tie,

"Dahei, I can't hold on any longer~"

After ten days of research, Zhang Tie was still not far from being able to use the formation initially.

But Zhang Tie has no time now!
If we wait any longer, Arya will be in trouble.

"Never mind, let's go first."

Zhang Tie acted quickly, and whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, several fireballs enveloped the clone.

Then Zhang Tie didn't listen to this, he burst out with physical strength, came to the side of the clone and punched it.

The second punch and the third punch followed.

Bang bang bang!
The beating lasted for a whole day.

As Zhang Tie landed his last punch, a new staircase appeared.

go up.

Zhang Tie retracted his fist and his aura stabilized.

Erya smiled happily, Dahei was indeed the most powerful!
Zhang Tie touched Erya's head and used his pure energy to cure Wang Yu and Wei Potian.

"Let's go, there are still three floors left, I don't know if we can get through."

Zhang Tie led a few people towards the stairs and disappeared into the formation.

……

However, what Zhang Tie did not expect was that they did not reappear in the familiar space, but appeared outside the teleportation formation.

The black-clad guards had seen Zhang Tie's attack before and judged that Zhang Tie was quite powerful and had a good chance of reaching the ninth level, which would likely affect the competition.

If Zhang Tie reaches the ninth level, he will be eligible to participate in the competition and will most likely take away the Central Dynasty's spot!

This is something he can't allow!

So he took action. He wanted to act first and get rid of Zhang Tie!

(End of this chapter)