"Starting from the 88th place, come out one by one and release your cultivation with all your might.”
The managing elder turned around and bowed respectfully to the nine elders. Then, he shouted at the Heaven's Favorites who were shortlisted.
Live and fall.
A young man in gorgeous clothes walked out and stood in the middle of the square.
His name was Li Yuan, and he was the Holy Son of a Holy Land in the North Region.
Although he was only ranked 88th, no one dared to mock him.
That was because he had already crushed countless Heaven's Favorites. He was worthy of being proud!
Li Yuan's pupils constricted as he released his cultivation without holding back. In an instant, his cultivation of a fifth-stage Golden Immortal was emitted.
The spectating cultivators clicked their tongues.
The 88th Heaven's Favorite had reached the terrifying level of a fifth-level Golden Immortal.
The definition of a young prodigy was that they were all young prodigies before the age of 1,000.
A Heaven's Favorite who could step into the Earth Immortal Realm before the age of 1,000 was already very talented.
As for the Golden Immortal realm, only peerless geniuses with great luck could touch it.
After Li Yuan displayed his cultivation, he carefully sized up the nine elders on the high platform from the corner of his eyes. Unknowingly, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
After two breaths.
Tenth Elder opened his eyes and said indifferently,""Join me."
Hearing this, Li Yuan was ecstatic. He knelt down and said,""Greetings, Master!"
If none of the nine elders chose anything after displaying their cultivation base.
Only the other inner sect elders could choose. If the inner sect elders were unwilling, then the outer sect elders could choose.
If the outer court elders were unwilling, then they could only be ordinary outer court disciples.
Li Yuan Gang happened to be at the bottom of the list, and it was highly likely that he would not be selected.
Now that he had been chosen by the tenth elder, who ranked tenth in the Holy Land, it could be said that he had reached the heavens in a single step!
"Next."
Soon, the next prodigy entered the arena.
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Just like that, the sixth rank came.
Out of the 82 prodigies in front, 20 were not chosen by the nine elders.
This was because the nine elders did not choose their disciples based on their combat strength or cultivation level. Instead, they looked at whether they had extraordinary talent that suited their needs.
Therefore, even if you were shortlisted, you might not necessarily be chosen by the strongest elders of the Holy Land.
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" Next, sixth place!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
A one-armed young man wearing cotton clothes walked out. One of his eyes was gray.
Walking to the center of the square, he did not say a word and emitted his cultivation.
In an instant, spiritual energy mixed with bits of blood qi filled the entire square.
The Path of Asura?
In an instant, the nine elders opened their eyes at the same time and looked at the one-armed youth in the middle of the square.
The Dao of Asura required one to experience great suffering and fall into the abyss to comprehend the Great Dao of Slaughter.
With the appearance of the one-armed youth, the nine elders 'expressions finally changed.
He had mastered the Dao of Asura and was at the perfected Golden Celestial Stage. He was a genius that only appeared once every ten thousand years.
"Are you willing to become my disciple?" The Second Elder, who had been resting with his eyes closed, asked.
The Second Elder's question made everyone gasp.
The Second Elder was a figure second only to the mysterious First Elder. All the Heaven's Favorites who had just entered the arena did not enter his eyes until he met this one-armed young man.
To be able to become the Second Elder's disciple, one's status would rise several levels and become one of the most respected disciples.
The one-armed young man did not answer. His deep gray pupils did not have any fluctuations. From the moment he stepped into the square, his gaze had been fixed on the empty spot in the middle.
Seeing this, the Second Elder only sighed slightly." Forget it, this child is not fated with me.”
Dong ~
Dong ~
Dong ~
A light footstep sounded.
It was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
Suddenly, the nine elders stood up and turned to look behind the empty seat in the middle.
Everyone held their breath and looked at the center of the platform.
Could it be…Was that Great Elder coming?
Huang Daoji, Fulin Long, and the other geniuses raised their heads with excited expressions.
The Great Elder of the Yin Yang Sacred Land was a legendary figure.
The figure slowly approached from the immortal mist.
Everyone suddenly stopped breathing.
When the one-armed youth saw the figure slowly approaching, a glimmer of light flashed across his gray eyes.
He was born in a barren border town, and in terms of family background, he was probably the lowest among the people present.
The reason why he could climb to this level step by step was entirely because of the fire of revenge in his heart.
He wanted to become the disciple of the most powerful Great Elder in the legends in order to take revenge!
Thump!
His footsteps stopped abruptly.
The immortal mist faded.
A figure appeared.
He was dressed in a purple-gold python robe and had a peerless appearance. There was an indifferent feeling of overlooking the vicissitudes of life between his brows.
Under that pair of deep and serene eyes, there was an endless galaxy hidden, and he did not dare to look at him.
Just by standing there, he could feel the overwhelming sword intent.
When everyone saw the man's face clearly, they were first excited, hopeful, and worshipful. However, in the next second, they were shocked and terrified.
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