Sect leader Xuanyuan Bin nodded slightly to everyone.
Then, he used his spiritual power, drew seals with his hands to condense the formation, and easily summoned a teleportation array, standing in front of Fengtian Mountain.
The sect leader raised his hand and said, "Everyone, please come up to the teleportation circle!"
"Thank you, Sect Master." Everyone said one after another.
As soon as he finished speaking, the applicants from the ten major elemental master organizations entered first, followed by those from the eight major realms, then those from the Thirteen Houses, and finally the disciples of the Shenye Sect.
Yunzheng and his friends looked at each other, then they all jumped up and flew into the teleportation circle. About two seconds later, their feet touched the ground.
A breeze accompanied by clouds and spiritual energy blew by, making people tremble slightly.
The next moment, many people were shocked and in an uproar.
Yunzheng was stunned for a moment and looked around. Clouds and mist were lingering around Fengtian Mountain. Mist dragons were flying across the sky. The breeze was blowing the clouds and mist, making it look like a fairyland.
On the top of Fengtian Mountain, it was as if a strong man had flattened the sharp peak with a sword, and then created a flat-topped place.
Surprisingly, surrounding the entire flat top of Fengtian Mountain are seats made of expensive Phoenix stone.
The Phoenix Stone seats go up layer by layer and will not block anyone's view.
As expected, the seats directly in front were extremely luxurious and high-profile. You can tell at a glance that this is reserved for envoys from high-level continents.
The flat land left in the middle is extremely vast.
There are five arenas on the flat ground, and each arena is extremely wide, as if the giants' body shape has been taken into consideration.
If two giants fight on it, there is no need to worry about crushing the arena or being restricted in their movements.
All the ten thousand applicants were taken aside, and those left on the Phoenix Stone seats were cultivators from all over the Holy Ruins.
They were not able to participate in the Tianling Conference, either because of their strength and talent, or because they were not of the right age, or they simply came to watch and learn from the experience...
The Great Elder Duan Huamao stood in front of the group of applicants and reminded: "The Tianling Conference will not do any gimmicks. It is a one-on-one promotion to the arena. Once eliminated once, there will be no chance to make a comeback."
It is very difficult to determine the top 50 out of 10,000 people.
To be among the last fifty, one must have experienced at least eight group competitions.
Although Yunzheng had heard about it for a long time, she still felt a little emotional when she heard this. The competition rules of this Tianling Conference are relatively rough and simple.
"The lottery will be drawn later. The two people who draw the same number in the first round will have to compete in the ring. Starting with the number one and ending with the number five thousand."
Soon, the great elder began to distribute the spiritual lottery.
Yunzheng drew a spiritual lottery light spot and pasted it on the registration token.
In an instant, a number 'fourteen' appeared on the registration token.
All the applicants knew the number of their spiritual lottery, and curiously asked the people next to them, "What's your number?"
Yunzheng turned to look at his friends, and saw all seven of them showing their registration tokens.
Mu Yin is 'two', Feng Xinglan is 'seventy-five', Nangong Qingqing is 'eighty-nine'...
Fortunately there are none.
Mu Yin said nervously: "Why am I 'two'?"
"It doesn't matter what the number is, just hold on tight."
After a pause, Yunzheng looked at Feng Xinglan and the others, and said in a serious and solemn tone: "If you really can't beat us in the ring, give up immediately. Winning or losing the game and your ascension are not as important as your lives."
Just as Feng Xinglan was about to answer, Yu Qiu and others laughed in unison and said, "That makes sense."
Feng Xinglan: "..."
Suddenly, the communication crystal in Yunzheng's storage space lit up twice, and she reached into her consciousness to listen.
The uncle sent a message: "If you are afraid, just admit defeat. My uncle will never think you are embarrassed."
Emperor Zun sent a message: "I'm almost there."
Before Yunzheng could reply to them, there was a huge commotion ahead.
Hundreds of figures suddenly appeared in front of them. Their aura and pressure were so strong that they made people feel depressed, and they almost couldn't help but kneel down.
Another powerful wave of pressure came down.
'boom--'
Most of the people in the Holy Ruins knelt down uncontrollably.
'Thump thump thump'
The friends almost knelt down, but Qingfeng protected them in the dark. Qingfeng just asked them to squat down quickly.
Yunzheng, on the other hand, felt a warm force blocking her, and all the pressure on her body disappeared.
She also squatted down numbly.
Everyone present was forced to kneel. In addition to the master of the Shenye Sect, the first elder, the third elder, Liang Guanren, Di Nian, and the masters of the elementalist organization, there were also the clan leaders of the major races, and some strong casual cultivators.
Yunzheng squatted in the middle of the crowd and looked up calmly. She saw Rong Shuo at a glance. At this moment, he was wearing a golden mask, which added a bit of mystery and magnificence.
Beside Rong Shuo, there was a young man in black robe, who also wore a ghost mask.
Somehow, she felt that this man with a ghost mask was a little familiar,...a familiar feeling of disgust.
Yunzheng's eyes fell on the old man on Rong Shuo's right. He was the one who had just exuded coercion and forced everyone to kneel down!
This old man's identity seems to be not that ordinary.
but……
The person who scared her the most was the man wearing the ghost mask.
The whole place was silent, this was an absolute crushing from the superior.
Everyone also felt something unusual. In the past, the maximum number of envoys coming from the high-end continent was twenty people, but now there were hundreds of people coming!
How can this not make people a little... panicky? !
The leader of the Shenye Sect and others were also shocked. Although they had known that there would be more envoys, they did not expect that there would be so many people.
Moreover, the envoys who came from high-end continents in the past few years were actually squeezed to the back, making their existence almost invisible.
This year’s Tianling Conference...
What kind of boss did you provoke? !
"Let us see your distinguished envoys!"
The sect leader and others hurriedly stepped forward and bowed humbly.
The old man with extraordinary status glanced at the Emperor, a strange look flashed in his eyes, then looked at the sect master and others, and said with an arrogant smile: "Let's start, let me take a look at Tian Ling of your holy ruins. What’s the conference like?”
Neither Emperor Zun nor the man in the ghost mask made a sound, as if in acquiescence.
The sect master broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, "Yes, please take your seats, distinguished envoys."
At this moment, Liang Guanren recognized Rong Shuo and the old man in white robe because there was a logo on his clothes - Chixiao Shenfeng.
Liang Guanren was slightly shocked. The Chixiao Divine Wind Palace was the top force in the high-end continent and was a mortal enemy of Shuo Gong.
A Chixiao Shenfeng Temple, a Shuo Palace, and...
Liang Guanren looked at the man in the ghost mask and frowned suddenly. This should be a member of the Celestial Clan in the advanced continent, with a very high status!
The three major forces came together. What was this for? !
