Primordial Mystic Realm

Wu Ning watched from the side for a long time. It looked like five human warriors were at a disadvantage.

As a human, Wu Ning naturally would assist. It was definitely not because he wanted to rob that demon. No, he was there to save his fellow humans.

Then, Wu Ning flew over, and used his God-Slaying Technique. That demon warrior had not expected that another one would come to his death midway. Moreover, it was a warrior at Void Training Realm, so he did not care.

He just casually threw out an attack, wanting to deflect the God-Slaying Technique, but the technique ignored spiritual power attacks, so it hit him right in the head.

The demon warrior instantly felt as if his soul had been struck by lightning, and he was in extreme pain. All of his strength and attention was focused on dealing with the God-Slaying Technique that had invaded his conscience and wreaked havoc, and he could no longer deal with the rest.

The trigrams spread out under Wu Ning's feet and enveloped the monster warrior. Wu Ning did not take any further action. Once he entered his domain of laws of reincarnation, only an expert at the Level 5 Saint Realm or above could break through his domain.

Wu Ning looked at the stunned humans and shouted, "Hurry up and leave!"

Only then did those people come back to their senses, but they did not leave. One of them came and bowed. "Thank you, young hero, for saving us. We are extremely grateful. However, this demon lord is a Level 1 Saint. Although our cultivation levels are low, we can not leave our young hero here and run away."

Wu Ning rolled his eyes. This person was big and burly, but why did he sound so melodramatic like a scholar?

"No need for that. If you guys stay here, you'll only be holding me back. You'd better leave quickly. Otherwise, I won't be able to take care of you guys if there's a fight." Although Wu Ning was rolling his eyes in his heart, he still said calmly on the surface.

The man still wanted to say something, but a tall and thin man stood out to stop him. "Zewen, this young hero is right. Our cultivation level is too low. If we stay here, we'll only be holding him back. We'd better leave quickly."

Wu Ning raised his eyebrows. Finally, there was someone who was sensible. At this time, Wu Ning felt that Demon Lord Yongwang in his domain had begun trying to break out.

"Hurry up and leave! "Wu Ning shouted, and then he ignored those people and focused on dealing with Demon Lord Yongwang.

The five people struggled for a moment, but their cultivation level was too low. Staying here would only slow him down as Wu Ning had said, and in the end, they left.

Before they left, they shouted, "Young hero, I will definitely repay your kindness one day."

Wu Ning rolled his eyes again. Those who did not know would think that they were reading a fantasy novel.

Demon Lord Yongwang was only a Level 1 Saint. Wu Ning was more than enough to deal with him. The reason why he chased those people away was that they were too troublesome and prevented him from robbing.

Wu Ning did not use the law of reincarnation to kill Demon Lord Yongwang directly. Instead, he used the God-Slaying Technique to attack. If he killed Demon Lord Yongwang, how could he rob him?

The array mark would dissipate with the body's death, and all objects inside the imprint would disappear with it. Therefore, before he robbed, he had to ensure that Demon Lord Yongwang was alive.

Wu Ning looked at Demon Lord Yongwang who was in extreme pain after being hit by the God-Slaying Technique. He smiled like he was tempting a child with candy. "Demon Lord Yongwang, right? As long as you hand over your storage ring and treasure points, I will let you go. How about that?"

Yongwang was also a tough cookie. He held his head and said in pain, "In your dreams. If you want my storage ring and the treasure points, you will have to kill me!"

Wu Ning shook his head. "Why are you doing this? Isn't it better to exchange the storage ring and the treasure points for your own life? If you live long enough, you can always come back again."

Yongwang said, "Human warrior, I will not hand over the storage ring and the treasure points to you. Kill me!"

Wu Ning sighed helplessly. This person was truly impervious to both soft and hard tactics. It seemed that he would not be able to rob the treasure point today.

With a thought, Yongwang's corpse fell out of the trigrams. Wu Ning flew over to catch his corpse and found a storage ring on the corpse. Then, he casually threw the corpse away and left.

This was already the third saint that Wu Ning had killed. Yongwang had given Wu Ning 100,000 comprehension points. Although it was a little less, it was better than nothing.

With the death of Demon Lord Yongwang, the storage ring became ownerless. Wu Ning didn't even need to expend any effort to enter it. His soul went in to check what good things were inside.

Then, he curled his lips. Why was Yongwang even poorer than Anmang? Even Anmang still had two saint weapons, and he only had a low-level spear-type saint weapon inside.

After checking it, he sold all the valuable things to the array formation imprint, only for them to be worth nothing more than 27,000 treasure points. Wu Ning sighed in his heart. This demon lord was really poor.

After that, Wu Ning continued moving forward. In the outer realm battlefield, there was no destination. Those who came here were all for the experience and to earn treasure points.

And the outer realm battlefield was filled with killing. There was no need to stir up trouble deliberately.

Of course, the battlefield also had many places to hide treasures. There were often people who would accidentally obtain treasures and cause massacres.

The outer realm battlefield also had a few mystic realms. Mystic realms were usually opened for more than a thousand years. All warriors could enter to search for treasures.

Once the mystic realms were opened, many warriors would rush in to search for treasures.

It was similar to descending into another world. However, there were no natives in the mystic realms. The flow of time in the mystic realms was the same as in the real world.

However, Wu Ning did not expect that there would be such a thing as a mystic realm. Now was the time for the primordial mystic realm to open, so many Level 3, 4, and 5 Saints went to the primordial mystic realm.

Wu Ning was wandering around like a headless fly. He didn't know where he was going either.

When he encountered the monster race and the demon race, he would rob them. If it was the extremely vicious monster race or demon race, Wu Ning would kill them after the robbery and not let them harm the human race again.

Wu Ning learned from a Saint Realm demon lord that the primordial mystic realm had already opened, so he planned to go to the primordial mystic realm to take a look.

After flying for about half a month, Wu Ning killed a few demons on the way and finally arrived at the Primordial Mountain.

The Primordial Mountain was a nameless mountain on the outer realm battlefield. This mountain wasn't big, let alone majestic and magnificent. It was just that the entrance to the primordial mystic realm was here, so this was how it got its name and attracted countless warriors.

In the sky above the summit of the Primordial Mountain, there was a place that was about ten miles in circumference. Its shape was different from the surrounding void. That ten-mile circumference looked like a mirror hanging upside down in the sky.

This was the entrance of the primordial mystic realm. After flying to the sky above the Primordial Mountain, Wu Ning directly flew into the entrance of the primordial mystic realm and disappeared in an instant. All that was left was a mirror that looked like a stone that had been thrown into a lake, causing the surface of the mirror to sparkle.