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"Hunt." Fang Chen's mind jolted.
The recruitment of disciples by the Ziyang Sect was undoubtedly the most noteworthy event in the Great Zhao Kingdom and several surrounding nations recently. In the past few days, countless young martial artists had been making their way to the Ziyang Sect to participate in the Entry Assessment. Among them were not only young martial artists but also many elder martial artists from the same factions accompanying them.
For instance, from the Charming Immortal Sect, there was an Old Woman of the Primordial Embryo Realm following along. After all, the Ziyang Sect accepted anyone who met their requirements, regardless of their background. Such lenient criteria could attract a vast number of people. Fang Chen did not know how many, but it was bound to be an enormous force. Now, someone dared to create disturbances during such an event and engage in a Hunt; this was evidently intriguing.
It should be noted that these young martial artists heading to the Ziyang Sect represented nearly all factions within several countries. Could this mysterious force initiating the Hunt be stronger than all these factions combined? Moreover, this was happening right at their doorstep; wouldn’t the Ziyang Sect intervene?
Thoughts raced through Fang Chen's mind, and he found himself filled with doubts.
Seemingly sensing Fang Chen's confusion, Lian Yiyue spoke again, saying, "The Ziyang Sect will not intervene in this Hunt. However..." She paused, a flash of light appearing in her hand as a small lavender booklet materialized. "Although the Ziyang Sect won't interfere with the Hunt, there is no true definition of who is prey and who is hunter."
As she spoke, Lian Yiyue gracefully tossed the small booklet to Fang Chen and said, "This is issued by the Ziyang Sect; it contains a list of Hunters. For every Hunter killed, there will be rewards from the Ziyang Sect. The higher your rank, the greater the reward."
"Hunter, rewards..." Fang Chen's heart stirred as he quickly opened the small booklet, which contained only three pages.
Upon opening it, a series of unfamiliar names jumped into Fang Chen's view.
Shen Yi, Situ Lie, Thunderstorm, Mo Cangming... The three pages listed a total of fifty individuals, each accompanied by a description of their appearance for easy identification. Additionally, at the bottom of the first page was a small line with four dark red words.
"Extremely dangerous." Fang Chen murmured as a wave of Killing Intent suddenly washed over him.
Raising an eyebrow, he reached out to trace those four dark red words again, feeling the Killing Intent emanating from them. He grinned; the intent contained within those words indicated that their author was undoubtedly a master. However, for Fang Chen, this Killing Intent posed no real threat—if anything, it merely sparked his curiosity.
After the surprise, Fang Chen furrowed his brows and once again focused on the fifty names. At the same time, he heard Lian Yiyue's voice drifting into his ears.
"These fifty individuals are the most dangerous among this group of Hunters. Although none have truly broken into the Qi Boundary, each has personally slain a strong opponent at that level. Especially the few at the front, who are said to have even killed those at the Late Stage of the Qi-Refining Realm."
"To kill a Late Stage of the Qi-Refining Realm warrior with a Body Refinement Realm cultivation!" A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Fang Chen's eyes; killing and defeating are entirely different concepts.
If it were merely about defeating, he could manage that with his current strength, but when it comes to killing, Fang Chen did not have absolute confidence. After all, there is a whole major realm separating the Late Stage of the Qi-Refining Realm from the Body Refinement Realm.
"Are these really the only ones?" Fang Chen suddenly had a thought and asked.
Indeed, those listed in the booklet were all talented individuals, and even the few at the forefront could be considered Freaks. However, relying solely on these fifty to hunt young warriors accompanied by their elders seemed somewhat impractical.
After all, even if a Body Refinement Realm individual were a Freak, when faced with strong opponents from the Alchemy Realm or Primordial Embryo Realm, they would only meet with downfall. The journey to Ziyang Sect would not consist of just one or two warriors of such levels.
"Warriors above the Qi Boundary cannot and do not dare to act against these individuals," Lian Yiyue shook her head and said helplessly. "Recently, a warrior from the Primordial Embryo Realm attempted to kill one of these fifty but was wiped out on the spot."
Upon hearing this, Fang Chen's heart trembled. How powerful was a Primordial Embryo Realm warrior? The strength displayed by the Gray-Clad Middle-Aged Man was evidence enough. And yet, such a powerful being was eliminated on the spot.
After a brief moment of shock, Fang Chen quickly regained his composure. This mysterious force that instigated slaughter could not possibly have sent merely a group of Body Refinement Realm Little Ones. Even if some among them could slay Qi Boundary warriors, what about facing those from the Alchemy Realm, Primordial Embryo Realm, or even Heavenly Realm?
Clearly, behind these individuals lurked an extremely powerful presence. If any warrior with cultivation surpassing Qi Boundary intervened, it would undoubtedly provoke a thunderous response from these formidable beings.
If one were to view this Hunt as a game, then warriors surpassing Qi Boundary clearly possessed the ability to disrupt the rules. Once they acted, it would surely lead to annihilation. After all, playing games still requires adherence to certain rules.
"Interesting." After coming to this realization, Fang Chen's lips curled into a slight smile, and he felt a sense of anticipation. Before his retreat, he already possessed strength comparable to an ordinary Late Stage of the Qi-Refining Realm warrior, and after eight days of seclusion, his power had increased further. Now, he was unsure of the true extent of his combat ability. He urgently needed to test himself through battle.
Moreover, in his previous life, he had played this game of hunter and prey many times during his quest for revenge. Now that he encountered such a situation again, he couldn't help but feel eager. Most importantly, playing games always came with rewards. This sudden Hunt storm was undoubtedly to Fang Chen's liking!
Seeing Fang Chen's eyes shining with excitement, Yaru couldn't help but roll her eyes. This unexpected Hunt was undoubtedly a disaster for many young warriors heading to Ziyang Sect. Even with many already having fallen victim, a small portion began to reconsider their participation. After all, not everyone could fight above their level, and now there were these terrifying beings appearing, instilling despair in others.
However, the guy in front of her looked eager to engage. Feeling the battle intent radiating from Fang Chen, Yaru suspected that even if no one came looking for him, he would probably seek out the so-called Hunter himself.
"I wonder who will be the Hunter when encountering this guy," Yaru muttered. She had witnessed Fang Chen's strength multiple times, each more shocking than the last.
"Let's go; with this situation arising, it will likely delay our journey," Grandma Ji reminded.
Since such an event had occurred, they naturally couldn't rely on flying beasts for transportation all the way to Ziyang Sect; otherwise, the so-called Hunt would be nothing but a joke. Not being able to use flying beasts would undoubtedly slow down their progress. This was also why they had arrived early.
After bidding farewell to his grandfather and father, Fang Chen stood atop the massive Crimson Flame Bird, which resembled a burning cloud. He gazed into the distance at the surrounding sky. As he scanned the direction where Azure Vine and others had departed, a cold glint suddenly flashed in his dark eyes.
"This is truly an excellent game," he said softly to himself with a cold smile on his face.
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