Chapter 300: Qixuan Gang and Giant Whale Gang

Early the next morning, Zhang Shaoyang saw with his own eyes He Wang and others carrying a huge puppet wolf back.

The giant puppet wolf was covered in blood and had many clear claw marks, obviously having experienced a fierce battle.

He Wang had him thrown on the ground and shouted, "Everyone, this is the result of escaping without permission!"

"Master Tiger's tribe does not restrict your freedom, but if you want to escape, you must think carefully!"

"On the Jueling Island, in addition to human cultivators like us, there are also a large number of cultivators and underworld beasts from the Mingling clan!"

“Even though the Nether Spirit Clan cultivators cannot summon their companion Nether Beasts due to the Jue Ling, some people are born with the ability to communicate with different Nether Beasts.”

"If you still want to escape... this is their fate!"

After a round of coercion, inducement and intimidation, many monks were shocked and began to calm down, thinking that it might be a good thing to stay here.

But some people look calm, but no one knows what they are thinking in their hearts.

On the mountain stronghold arrow tower, Chen Hu and two other people were looking at this side.

"Master Tiger, after this incident, these newcomers should be able to settle down."

"Ha~"

Chen Hu sneered, "Do you really think that you can intimidate them with just one show of power? Think about when we came here before... who among those who could come to the Nether Abyss was not an elite among the foundation-building cultivators?"

"How can they accept their fate in such a predicament?"

“Just wait, it will take at least three, or even five, or ten attempts before this group of people will settle down and accept their fate!

Chen Hu's words made the two men think of something, and their faces immediately turned ugly.

More than 20 years ago, they, like Chen Hu, were "swallowed" by the mysterious black fog and taken to the Jueling Island.

At that time, they were just like the newcomers now, all they wanted was to return to the Nether Abyss.

What a pity.

That year, there were more than 300 cultivators who entered Jueling Island. After more than half of them died, the remaining ones slowly survived among the cultivators who had been stranded on the island longer ago.

The middle-aged man with the triangular eyes on the left side chuckled and said, "We are all thanks to Master Tiger, otherwise we would have perished on this Jueling Island long ago."

"Yes, Brother Eagle is right, thanks to Lord Tiger!"

The big man on the right was very burly, and he said in a muffled voice, "Who would have thought that before Master Hu became a cultivator, he was actually the eldest senior brother of the Shaowu School, the largest martial arts school in Wu Mo Country, and his martial arts skills had already entered the innate realm."

"It is also thanks to Master Tiger's support and guidance that we can survive on this dangerous Jueling Island."

Chen Hu smiled and said, "We were able to build this business thanks to the cooperation of all of you brothers!"

"As long as my brothers join forces, we can go to the depths of the Netherworld, let alone the Jueling Island!"

"You're welcome, Tiger Lord!"

Chen Hu said, "By the way, Liang Ying, what did the Qixuan Gang say? Do you want to join forces?"

"Master Tiger, the Qixuan Gang has agreed, but can that thing really guide us out of here?"

"Of course!"

Chen Hu said in a serious tone: "Jueling Island is not a real death place. There is still a way to leave this place."

"I have communicated with the passages of the other two islands. The whirlpool on the Sea of ​​​​Jue Ling is the passage to the Netherworld!"

“But in order to pass through that passage, in addition to having to step into the innate realm of martial arts, one must also be able to withstand the violent waves and tearing force.”

"It would be best if there is some kind of magic weapon to protect you, otherwise you will be in danger of death!"

Liang Ying gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that cultivators like me have no power and cannot activate magic weapons."

"Otherwise, how can a mere ocean whirlpool restrict us?"

Chen Hu asked again: "King Kong, where is the Giant Whale Gang?"

The burly man said, "Master Tiger, the Giant Whale Gang also agreed. But they said that they will send the most people this time, and when we leave Jueling Island, we will have to occupy 50% of the seats!"

Over the past thousand years, there have been at least hundreds of thousands of cultivators stranded on the Jueling Island.

But now, only more than 10,000 people can survive.

Distributed on three islands, they fight on their own and form their own forces.

"Fifty percent? That's just half!"

Liang Ying exclaimed: "They are crazy! If they take up 50%, what will we and the Qixuan Gang do?"

King Kong spread his hands and said, "Then I don't know. Anyway, the people from the Giant Whale Gang seem very confident, as if they already knew that we would agree to this."

"Hahaha……"

Chen Hu laughed and said, "As expected of the pirate leader who roamed the seven seas back then, he is indeed domineering." "This matter... Lord Tiger, I agree!"

"Master Tiger...!"

Liang Ying exclaimed, "Should we really agree to them? What if they play some tricks on the sea..."

"rest assured……"

Chen Hu said coldly: "Anyone who dares to play tricks in front of me, Chen Hu...will die!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and the air in front of him suddenly became strangely distorted.

The wooden handle in front of him broke with a "click", as if it was crushed by something invisible.

Liang Ying was surprised and said: "Master Tiger...you have made a breakthrough!"

"Yeah, just a month ago."

Chen Hu said calmly: "I have abandoned martial arts for more than 30 years. I didn't expect that after picking up martial arts for more than 20 years, I could still break through twice in a row."

"Beyond spiritual communication... the divine consciousness seems to have changed, and it can use its own qi and blood to draw the power of heaven and earth."

"This place is the Jue Ling Island, which can absorb all forms of spiritual energy."

"But this true qi generated by the warrior's spirit and blood cannot be absorbed!"

"This... is Chen's confidence."

"Master Tiger is so domineering!"

The two of them said excitedly, and then the three of them discussed some things in low voices and made some arrangements.

Liang Ying asked again: "Master Tiger, how do you arrange for these newcomers?"

Chen Hu said: "Test them first, and give them some beginner martial arts secrets to those who are safe, so that they can practice as soon as possible."

"When a cultivator's eight extraordinary meridians and the Ren and Du meridians are all opened up, it will be twice as effective to cultivate his internal Qi with half the effort."

"One year is enough time for them to enter the Grandmaster realm, or even the Innate realm!"

"By then... they will be considered a good group of cannon fodder."

"Yes, Lord Tiger!"

Zheng Yi, whose divine consciousness had already covered the entire island, heard clearly what Chen Hu and the other two were talking about.

And within the coverage of his divine consciousness, there were indeed several places on the island where there were a large number of cultivators, as well as cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan.

One group of people was located on a high mountain on the back of the island.

Among the mountains, there was a group of people wearing black animal skins gathered together. They were also guarding a large number of monks who were stranded on Jueling Island yesterday.

On their chest, there is a mark shaped like a maple leaf.

Qixuan Gang!
On a peninsula extending out in the southeastern part of the island is a huge dock where hundreds of people are working shirtless.

Some were rowing the boat, some were killing sea beasts, and some were cleaning the deck.

There were at least ten large ships and more than thirty warships anchored at the port. This group had the largest number of people, with at least three hundred.

In addition to these three groups of cultivators from the Canglan Realm who drifted here from the Nether Abyss, there are more cultivators from the Nether Spirit Clan hiding around the Jueling Island.

At this time, outside the mountain village, Zhang Shaoyang was being escorted by Chen Hu's men as he lined up in front of a person who was registering his information.

"Name!"

"Zhang Shaoyang."

"What country and sect are you from?"

"Weiguo, Yanxia Sect."

"Yanxia Sect? Never heard of it~"

The person recording the information didn't even raise his head, and quickly wrote: "What kind of cultivation?"

"age?"

"Thirty-six."

"Cultivation?"

"Early stage of foundation building."

"A thirty-six-year-old cultivator in the early stage of foundation building? What a pity..."

(End of this chapter)