Chapter 354: Chapter 354

Several girls cried out in alarm, then they almost made the same decision—they simultaneously lunged toward that circle of light. They didn't think about what the circle of light was or whether it would devour their lives. They didn't consider this at all. At this moment, they only thought about one thing:

I want to follow him!!

As a result, they were also like Xiaoyao, swallowed by that strange circle of light and disappeared!

Seeing Xiaoyao's sudden disappearance and then the disappearance of several young women, the old man fell silent and hesitated. He thought this circle of light might be a passage to the Martial Arts Holy Land, but he couldn't be certain.

This circle of light was really too strange, beyond his range of understanding. In his perception, a passage should be a road, a door—how could it be an inexplicable circle of light? Moreover, this circle of light had no connections and was floating in the air.

What exactly was this kind of circle of light? How could he be certain? Maybe it led to the Martial Arts Holy Land, but maybe it also led to hell!!

Therefore, he hesitated. He didn't unhesitatingly follow Xiaoyao like those girls, and Xiaoyao had been accidentally sucked into the circle of light, which made him hesitate even more.

If Xiaoyao had entered that circle of light on his own, then he would be more certain.

Now he somewhat sighed—these girls, he didn't know if they were bold or cared about that boy, but they charged in without hesitation.

The old man thought about it. He felt he was already so old, and this opportunity only came once, so he should take a gamble. Thus, he decided to go in.

But at this moment, something happened that made the old man regret for the rest of his life—the circle of light suddenly disappeared, just as he was preparing to step into it, it suddenly vanished before his eyes.

The opportunity disappeared in his hesitation, how could he not regret this.

Sometimes opportunities are —they won't wait for you to decide whether you want them or not. If you hesitate, you might lose the opportunity forever.

The old man let out a roar. He felt he might regret this for the rest of his life.

"Blood, blood! Can my blood also work?!"

The old man suddenly thought of this possibility. Since blood could open it, perhaps his could too. So he began trying...

"One drop isn't enough? Then a bit more!"

"Still not enough? A bit more!"

"How is it still not enough?!"

Finally, the old man gave up. He understood that this blood was different—special blood was needed to open it, and that boy had special blood.

Wait, the Demon Cult?

Xiaoyao looked at the sun in the sky. This didn't seem to be the time he should be experiencing. It seemed what he had thought had become reality—this place might not be in the same spatial range as his original location.

But this wasn't the key point. When he figured out this place, he realized his thinking had actually been too simple... This was a world, a completely new world.

The Martial Arts Holy Land—let's still call it that for now. When Xiaoyao arrived here, he knew this area wasn't small, because when he came here, there wasn't anyone nearby. After walking quite a distance, he still hadn't seen any people, not even signs of human activity.

This situation could only indicate one thing—no one had come to this vicinity for a long time. And if no one had come, it could only mean this place was very remote.

If it was remote, then from another perspective, the living area of people here was very large, with no need to come here.

At this time, Xiaoyao still speculated that this Martial Arts Holy Land might be the size of a county town, or even a city. This had already overturned everyone's impression of the Martial Arts Holy Land.

In everyone's impression, the Martial Arts Holy Land should only be a secret realm the size of a mountain, inhabited by many experts, all concentrated in high places.

No one would think there would be many people in the Martial Arts Holy Land, because if there were many, how could they always stay in the Martial Arts Holy Land.

Supreme martial prowess should be in the hands of a few people, just like power—this wasn't hard to understand. People pursuing martial prowess could give up everything and stay in the Martial Arts Holy Land forever—this was also understandable. For origınal chapters go to N()velFire.net

This was how everyone on the Divine Martial Continent felt about the Martial Arts Holy Land.

But this feeling was an illusion, and a completely wrong illusion at that. Xiaoyao soon understood this point—this place couldn't be described by the size of a city. That would make him completely like a frog at the bottom of a well.

This was a continent, a continent no smaller than the Divine Martial Continent, with countless mountain ranges, numerous plains, many vast deserts, grasslands and forests, and large areas of sea.

How did Xiaoyao know this?

Speculation? Don't be ridiculous—how could this be speculated? Besides seeing it with his own eyes, this could only be the result of gathering information.

If it was seeing with his own eyes, that would take a lot of time. Xiaoyao had been here less than a day—he couldn't possibly have this time unless he could fly.

Therefore, this could only be one result—Xiaoyao had obtained this through gathering information.

The source of this information was a small town where Xiaoyao was currently located—Han River Town. This was one of many small towns on this continent. Because many people came and went, it was quite prosperous and information was well-circulated.

Because of this, this small town wasn't very surprised by the appearance of outsiders like Xiaoyao and the others, and didn't think there was any problem.

Xiaoyao didn't choose to gather information here because of this—it was just because this was the first place with people he had seen.

Before this, Xiaoyao had been carefully on guard, thinking the people here might do something to them as outsiders, and since the people here had high martial prowess, being careful was necessary.

But now Xiaoyao understood he had been overthinking, because he hadn't expected this Martial Arts Holy Land would actually be a continent with a population no less than the Divine Martial Continent.

Now Xiaoyao still didn't know why the people from this place hadn't invaded the Divine Martial Continent—he just felt there should be some kind of restriction. But this wasn't something he was concerned about.

Now he only knew his current situation should be very safe, because no one would think they had problems. At the same time, the people here weren't all experts—accurately speaking, not everyone was a peerless expert.

This "Martial Arts Holy Land" indeed possessed strength absolutely superior to the Divine Martial Continent. The Emperor Level martial artists that one country here possessed already equaled the entire Divine Martial Continent, and this was just referring to Emperor Level martial artists. Moreover, this country was just using ordinary standards.

However, Emperor Level martial artists weren't cabbages either. There were more of them, but proportionally speaking, they were still an extremely small part of this society's composition. They also stood at the top layer of the social structure—martial artists with Emperor Level strength could still dominate one side.

But this top layer was just a base part of the top layer, not the pinnacle part. This was the most essential difference from the Divine Martial Continent!

Overall, Emperor Level martial artists were the experts among experts here, but not the absolute top experts. Self-preservation was more than sufficient, but if they provoked certain people, they could only flee.

However, if they didn't provoke trouble, they weren't people ordinary folks could afford to provoke either. Especially in small places, they could even claim kingship without problems. This was the current situation of Xiaoyao and others.

Xiaoyao had three Emperor Level martial artists beside him—quite a gorgeous lineup, sufficient to deter local troublemakers. Even slightly larger forces wouldn't easily provoke them. Therefore, they were very safe, at least for now.

However, they didn't come here to settle down and make a living. Obviously, they wouldn't be content with the status quo, and they also faced the biggest problem—how should they obtain what they wanted in this "Martial Arts Holy Land"?

What Xiaoyao wanted was information about his parents. Guxing and the other two naturally wanted better training opportunities. Third Miss Nangong was more aimless because what she wanted was experience, and experience was aimless wandering...

Now Xiaoyao and others were in a quiet place discussing their future plans. There were quite a few things to discuss—

"Now we need to discuss first—are you planning to separate or stay together?" Xiaoyao asked the girls.

"What do you mean separate or together? Also, why do you say 'you'? Are you saying that regardless of the situation, you don't plan to be with us?" Nangong Suxin asked first. Xiaoyao's question just created more questions.

"Yes, I've thought about it. I'm not suitable to be with you. You want to go to sects here to cultivate and experience new martial arts fields, while I have important things to do," Xiaoyao nodded.

"Why isn't it suitable? Can't you cultivate martial techniques together? You want to find your parents, right? We can look together—there's nothing unsuitable about that," the Young Miss immediately said.

Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "How to look? Originally I thought this was a very, very small world. Now this world is larger than we imagined. Finding one person is very difficult. Now we only know an appearance, and it's from twenty years ago—this makes it even harder to find. It's almost like finding a needle in a haystack!"

"So I plan to look slowly and see if fate brings us together. This matter isn't very important now," Xiaoyao continued.

"That's true!" The Young Miss nodded, looking at Xiaoyao. "But why do I feel like you don't really want us to help you find your parents?"