Spending twenty days cultivating in the Slaughter Illusion Realm is equivalent to cultivating for two to three hundred days in the outside world.
With the aid of the Enlightenment Stele, Zhao Letian's sword techniques have improved at an astonishing rate; he has now broken through to the seventh level, becoming incredibly powerful.
Furthermore, Zhao Letian's mastery over wind, thunder, and fire has also advanced to the sixth level, significantly enhancing his strength multiple times compared to before entering the Secret Realm.
In addition, Zhao Letian's True Cultivation has progressed from the True Martial Fifth Realm to the True Martial Sixth Realm, just one step away from entering the ranks of High-level True Martial, becoming a true powerhouse among those below the Sect Martial Realm.
Within this Secret Realm, he can utilize the cultivation of the True Martial Third Realm, much stronger than the majority of Martial Artists.
At the very least, the other three individuals among the top four rankings cannot contend with him in terms of cultivation. Before entering the Secret Realm, they were already in the High-level True Martial Realm. After a month of cultivation, if they could advance a level and exhibit the cultivation of True Martial Second Realm, it would already be impressive—they simply cannot compare with Zhao Letian.
Lastly, after this period of diligent cultivation, Zhao Letian has mastered the earth-level Martial Technique "Sky-reaching Finger" to a minor stage of completion.
This pace may not seem fast, but it's important to understand that the difficulty of practicing earth-level martial techniques is at least ten times harder than that of Xuanji Martial Skills. Furthermore, "Sky-reaching Finger" is one of the finer techniques among the initial earth-level Martial Skills, with its difficulty being unimaginably high. Being able to train it to a minor stage of completion in just twenty days is already quite rare.
Most importantly, the power of this earth-level Martial Technique is directly proportional to its difficulty in practice. Although Zhao Letian has only trained it to a minor stage of completion, its power is already comparable to the attacks of someone in the High-level True Martial Realm. It has become one of Zhao Letian's strongest techniques.
Just then, a series of thunderous roars suddenly echoed continuously throughout the entire Slaughter Illusion Realm. At the same time, the vast and clear sky was suddenly enveloped by thick dark clouds in an instant, with lightning flashing and thunder rolling, as if doomsday had arrived.
Simultaneously, under the thunderclouds, a fierce wind howled, and from all directions, dense green poison fog surged out, piercing through the heavens and the earth like an unavoidable wall of poison, rapidly closing in towards the central area.
"It seems they are forcing us to the final battle now,"
Zhao Letian said, frowning.
This time, the poison mist and thunder were much more massive in scale than before, truly covering the entire Slaughter Illusion Realm, leaving no room for escape, only convergence towards the center of the Illusion Realm.
The next moment, Zhao Letian's figure flickered, transforming into a startlingly fast sword light shooting straight for the core area of the Slaughter Illusion Realm.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
On his swift journey, huge Thunder Dragons blasted down from the clouds incessantly, densely packed, frequently brushing past Zhao Letian. Had it not been for his formidable strength and the protection of his Six-star Spiritual Artifact armor, the mere residual impact from the Thunder Dragons would have been enough to obliterate him.
At the same time, the dense green poison fog was also chasing after him from behind at an astonishing speed, much faster than any previous appearance.
"I wonder if Mu Lei has left yet. If he hasn't left this Slaughter Illusion Realm by now, his chances are probably slim,"
Zhao Letian thought worriedly as he hastened on his way.
This final occurrence of thunder and poison fog not only covered a vast area but also far exceeded the previous ones in power; it seems that in addition to forcing everyone towards the central area, it also aims to eliminate those with weaker abilities. With Mu Lei's level of strength, he would inevitably struggle to survive this calamity.
An hour later, at the center of the Slaughter Illusion Realm, on a majestic and grand square, all the surviving Martial Artists had gathered.
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Looking around, at the center of the square, there were two large altars.
On one of the altars, a pair of black and white intertwined feathered wings Spirit Artifacts floated in mid-air, dazzling with light, enveloped in arcs of electricity and Wind Blades, emitting a terrifying aura that made hearts tremble.
On the other altar, there was a teleportation array emitting a white light screen, clearly activated and ready for use at any moment.
"Only over thirty people left? Is this really just an assessment?"
Zhao Letian looked around at everyone present and couldn't help frowning.
At the beginning of the assessment, nearly ten thousand Martial Artists entered the Secret Realm, but now there were only a scant thirty-something people left. The elimination rate was too high, even unreasonable. It was unclear what the Holy Spirit Academy and the Royal Family were thinking.
Most importantly, among these people, Zhao Letian had not seen Mu Lei and did not know whether that lad was alive or dead.
Not far away, dressed in beast skin, wielding a curved blade, and with disheveled hair, Xiao stared coldly at Zhao Letian, his eyes filled with intense murderous intent, remembering the grievance from an arrow shot long ago, determined to settle it today.
However, Zhao Letian just calmly glanced at Xiao and then dismissively redirected his gaze towards a handsome young man in a white robe.
He could tell that Xiao's strength had increased significantly in the last twenty days, but compared to him, there should still be some gap, nothing to worry about.
On the other hand, the young man in white robe who always had a smile that wasn't quite a smile gave him a profound and inscrutable feeling, difficult to see through, definitely a strong opponent, very likely to be Yu Wenhui, who was ranked first.
"Are you Zhao Zilong? A nobody from the countryside, yet you managed to receive the second place. Not bad, keep cultivating, and perhaps you may become renowned across the Royal Capital."
The white-robed young man also evaluated Zhao Letian, slightly nodded, and spoke in a tone as if a senior expert was appraising a junior. Although the tone was calm, it inherently carried a sense of superiority, completely disregarding the other people.
"You are also quite good, managing to steal the first place during my cultivation break, showing some real ability, deserving of the reputation in the Royal Capital as the renowned Ten-day Prince, not completely unwarranted."
Zhao Letian retorted unapologetically.
"Oh? It seems you have quite some confidence in your own strength."
Yu Wenhui's eyes grew cold, staring intently at Zhao Letian, his hand flashed a light as he pulled out a Six-star Spiritual Artifact Longsword, True Yuan power surging around him, ready to take action immediately.
At the same time, the rest were also on edge, prepared to battle each other.
"Everyone stop, before the final battle, I have something to say. You all see these two altars, the feathered wings on one of the altars is a powerful Mid-grade Spiritual Artifact prepared as a reward for the champion, while the teleportation array on the other can directly leave to the outside world, those who feel insufficient in strength may leave now."
Just then, suddenly the voice of the Sect Martial Realm elder rang out from the sky.