I, my cultivation of immortality started from a mortal

Chapter 3603 Stealing Luck

At this moment, those on the edge are filled with extreme fear.

The next moment, they will be separated from this world and become part of nothingness.

Aren't others the same? It's just a matter of time.

And it won't be long; it will be their turn soon.

They were all terrified.

At their level, things rarely frighten them anymore.

But now, terror is right before our eyes.

Nothingness, how terrifying.

It was as if the world had been destroyed prematurely.

"When the ten days are up, you have two choices: one, leave the Tower of Babel; two, stay here."

Just then, a voice rang out, filling the cultivator on the verge of death with extreme joy.

Imagine you're on the edge of a cliff, about to fall into an abyss, when suddenly someone pulls you back and gives you a choice.

"Senior, I choose to leave."

Some people made their choice without hesitation. They didn't know who the other party was; perhaps it was the Tongtian Daozun.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

For them right now, getting out of the crisis is the most important thing.

Now that we have the opportunity to escape this life-or-death crisis, how could we possibly miss it?

Without a second thought, someone immediately made their choice and left the Tower of Babel.

This place is not a place for them to stay, and as for any opportunities, they have no connection with it whatsoever.

Let's leave first and get out of this crisis.

The next instant, the cultivator who had spoken and chosen to leave vanished before their eyes.

They disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, many people decided to leave.

One figure after another disappeared before their eyes, while the void continued to devour this space.

"Sect Master, let's choose to leave as well. If we miss this opportunity, we may really have to stay here forever."

Yuqing immediately spoke up, saying that there could be no hesitation and a choice had to be made right away.

Who can be sure how much time they'll have to make a choice? Once they miss the opportunity, they'll truly regret it for the rest of their lives.

And there will be no chance to regret it.

"You all leave first."

Du Daosheng spoke up.

"After leaving, I will immediately meet up with the Grand Elder. Perhaps the Grand Elder is still outside the Tower of Babel."

He added.

"Sect Master, you..."

Hearing Du Daosheng's words, they clearly knew that he did not intend to leave immediately, and they were very worried.

I want to persuade them.

But Du Daosheng stopped him, saying, "Don't worry, this sect will not joke with its own life."

It seemed as if they had absolute confidence.

"Let's go quickly."

"Yes, Sect Master, if something seems amiss, leave immediately. There's no need to force it."

Soon, the Dao Lords and powerful figures of the Nine Cauldrons Sect all chose to leave the Tower of Babel.

The same was true for the other sect leaders; the number of people present dwindled over time.

And the speed at which the void is devouring this space seems to be getting faster and faster.

The time left for them is extremely limited.

Currently, there are still a few cultivators in this space. As for whether they will choose to leave, only they themselves know.

Du Daosheng and Daoren were among these people.

"You have ten breaths left."

Just then, the voice rang out once again.

They only had ten breaths left, and that time would pass quickly.

And the speed at which the void devours further accelerates.

Perhaps in ten breaths, this space will be completely reduced to nothingness.

In fact, there was no need to remind them that there were still ten breaths left; the answer was already clear when this space was swallowed up.

"Gentlemen, I will take my leave first."

"Ha ha!"

Dao Ren laughed loudly, making it seem to anyone who didn't know better that he was about to leave.

However, he did not speak, but laughed and headed towards nothingness.

Are they going to their deaths?

Dao Ren's figure vanished into nothingness.

"Wan also left first."

Wan Cangtian of the Qingtian Sect also stepped forward at this moment, and like Dao Ren, headed towards the void.

Currently, only six breaths remain before this space is swallowed up.

Du Daosheng glanced at the remaining few people, then stepped out and walked into the void.

He himself knew that he was gambling with his life.

If you lose the bet, your life is over.

Truly merge with heaven and earth, erasing all traces.

But there was no hesitation in his eyes.

As for choosing to leave, if I had chosen the first option, I wouldn't have stayed until now.

In his view, it might be a test, not a real end.

Of course, this is just his guess; it is a test, but it is also accompanied by a huge crisis.

Perhaps it's a life-or-death crisis, and there's a high chance they'll be buried here forever.

But how can one obtain opportunities and advance further smoothly?

Once you reach his level, who wouldn't want to go further and see the scenery of that world?

To become an existence like the ancestor.

To become the sect leader of the Nine Cauldrons Sect, a peak Dao Lord, one's will must be extremely strong.

He was like that, and so were everyone else present.

Du Daosheng stepped into nothingness; as for his fate, that was left to destiny.

Fortunately, he had already made arrangements before entering the Tower of Babel.

As for the Nine Cauldrons, he really didn't carry them with him, but handed them over to the Grand Elder Yuan Qing.

The moment Du Daosheng entered the void, the others followed suit without hesitation, stepping towards the void.

Soon, the space went from being crowded with a terrified crowd to being completely empty.

In the next instant, only nothingness remained.

Whether they are dead or alive, no one knows.

........

"That was really fun, but it's a pity there's only one Enlightenment Leaf. How stingy."

"That's what Lazy Sheep, the Yin-Yang Soul Beast, said."

"Ten days have almost passed. I wonder where Lin Yi and the others are."

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast stood up. In the past ten days, everyone else had been in seclusion to comprehend the Dao, and it was probably only it that could be so carefree as to enjoy tea.

As for why they didn't put it away, they could hand it over to Lin Yi when they met him.

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast itself knew that if it didn't use it within ten days, it probably wouldn't be on its body again.

It's impossible for you to take it away.

"We've arrived. That was too ruthless."

No sound came, but it seemed as if a voice was ringing in my mind.

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast realized that the upcoming competition would be extremely brutal.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

Luck!

Stealing someone else's luck!

The Yin-Yang Soul Beast looked up at the sky and realized that those who had come to this world were definitely powerful figures from the Holy Domain.

Most importantly, a great many of the most outstanding talents have gathered here.

Some people are destined to perish.

Even unparalleled geniuses can perish, let alone others.

Only a small minority of people are likely to be able to leave the Tower of Babel.

They want to seize the destiny...