The First Heir

After some people collected their emotions, they took care of the bodies of the people they knew.

At this time, the people who entered the third portal looked numb. Although they got some pills, those pills that were about to lose their efficacy were not worth such a treacherous journey.

Looking at the dark passage ahead, they reluctantly dragged their feet inside.

After walking for a long time and just when they were about to collapse, a stone door that could only accommodate two people standing side-by-side appeared at the end of the tunnel. A few lines of words were scrawled on the door.

Just as everyone was at a loss for what to do with the incomprehensible words, an unknown old man with gray hair pushed aside the crowd and walked up to the door

“Sword practitioners have to fight continuously right from the start of practice. They’ll fight with people, with heaven and earth, and with themselves. Only the party that survives the fights can be called powerful. Select two sword practitioners, open the stone door, and have a match.”

After the old man conveyed the words, he retreated into the crowd.

There were two mechanisms on both sides of the stone door, which most probably could only be opened by the participants.

could not stop looking

strong ones who took down the mechas

that everyone wanted him and Philip to go up against each other. This was a godsend

sending some sword intent in the process. The stone door opened slowly,

“Let’s do this!”

saying that, Hardy stepped

did not hesitate either. Although Hardy Shell had the imprint of the ancient dragon royal family

the two disappeared into the fog, the stone door closed, leaving the others waiting anxiously for the result. Some even started a

and they saw flashes of mountains, rivers, lakes, and bustling streets. Finally, the scene stopped in a quiet bamboo grove. The wind made a rustling sound

man took a sip of tea and

a sharp blade and slashed Philip, which Philip blocked in

Hardy was surprised that Philip was on par