"If I ever encounter any powerful stars in the future, I must devour them and harness their power for my own use!"
Lin Feng’s face bead with joy, and he was thrilled beyond asure.
With such a heaven-defying ability from the Demon Dragon Star, there’s no reason why his strength couldn’t skyrocket.
After the Demon Dragon Star advanced to Xuan Grade, its abilities underwent earth-shattering changes.
Lin Feng couldn’t help but look forward to the day when his Star would advance to Marquis Level or General Level; what kind of transformation would that bring about?
After a long while, Lin Feng managed to suppress the excitent in his heart and began to devour the teors.
However, to Lin Feng’s disappointnt, after devouring five hundred Level Two Ninth Layer teors, the Demon Dragon Star showed no reaction whatsoever.
Lin Feng sighed inwardly. After advancing to Xuan Grade, how many more teors would the Demon Dragon Star need to consu before it could ascend a level again?
But Lin Feng was not in a hurry; as a One Star Xuan Grade, the Demon Dragon Star was already sufficient for his current needs.
At present, in the entire Divine Wind Camp, none of the other disciples were at this level, except for him.
"Perhaps the Sixth Prince is an exception? I don’t know much about this Sixth Prince; I never paid attention to him before."
Lin Feng murmured to himself.
Then, Lin Feng began to ditate for his cultivation routines, striving to condense his True Qi and enhance his cultivation.
Taking an Elixir, Lin Feng refined the dicinal power of the Elixir while simultaneously activating the Demon Dragon Star to absorb nature’s spiritual energy.
However, Lin Feng only slightly stimulated the Demon Dragon Star and did not push it to its limit.
The courtyards where the Outer Sect disciples lived were not very far apart, and Lin Feng was concerned that if he fully activated the Star, he might deplete the neighboring disciples to the point of turning them into dried husks.
Ti passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, several days had gone by.
On this day, lodious bell chis also rang out in the Fourth Generation Disciple area!
This was the bell summoning the disciples to assemble.
The trial was about to begin.
Dressed in the attire of a Fourth Generation Disciple from the Divine Wind Camp, Lin Feng, wearing a pale-white long robe, stepped out of his room and walked briskly towards the plaza.
By the ti Lin Feng arrived at the Fourth Generation Disciple plaza, six to seven hundred people had already gathered there. At a glance, they were all Fourth Generation Disciples, each one brimming with vigor and exuding a robust aura.
"It seems there is no shortage of powerful talents among the Fourth Generation!"
Lin Feng thought silently; he observed that among these people, so left their auras unrestrained, deep and unfathomable like oceans and abysses.
Lin Feng spotted Ling Muchen standing alone at the edge of the plaza and walked over.
Among the Fourth Generation Disciples, Ling Muchen was the only one Lin Feng knew.
"Lin Feng, I knew you wouldn’t miss this trial!"
Seeing Lin Feng’s arrival, Ling Muchen greeted him with a smile, "This ti we might fight side by side!"
Hearing this, Lin Feng grinned and replied, "There will be a chance!"
The two chatted casually, and shortly after, a group of five to six hundred people arrived at the plaza, making an impressive entrance.
Their arrival inevitably stirred a commotion among the crowd.
"Imperials are here!"
"The power of the Dynasty is growing ever more formidable! Especially Brother Yin Ligge, his depth is completely unfathomable to !"
"Yes! Among the disciples of the Dynasty are nurous strong ones; they are indeed the main force for this trial against the other three major Sects!"
Many Fourth Generation Disciples are discussing in low voices, with many of them showing a hint of envy in their eyes.
Many dream of joining the Dynasty, but unfortunately, their own Talent is not very high, and the Dynasty simply does not need them.
After the people of the Dynasty arrived at the plaza, many stepped aside, automatically making room for the Dynasty disciples and giving them a large open space.
Lin Feng’s gaze swept over, his eyebrows slightly raised. Indeed, the overall strength of the Dynasty disciples was much stronger than the rest.
Just the number of Great Martial Masters at the Ninth Layer was no less than a hundred, a truly terrifying force.
At the forefront of the Dynasty disciples was a handso and elegant young man.
This person stood tall and straight, his gaze steady, always wearing a faint smile on his face, with no aura revealed at all, making it impossible to probe his depth.
Lin Feng’s brow furrowed slightly; he had an intuition that this person was very powerful, extrely so!
"That is Yin Ligge, the top veteran among the Fourth Generation Disciples!"
Ling Muchen noticed Lin Feng’s gaze and introduced: "The three people beside Yin Ligge are respectively, the second-ranked Fourth Generation Disciple Ling Tianxiao, third-ranked Ouyang Ping, and fourth-ranked Xiong Yue!"
Following Ling Muchen’s introduction, Lin Feng looked at each of the three young n behind Yin Ligge, indeed each was extraordinary.
On Ling Tianxiao exuded an incredibly sharp edge, like a treasure sword that would dominate the world, unsheathed only to draw blood upon striking.
Ouyang Ping seed to be shrouded in a breeze, the whole person exuding an unpredictable aura.
As for that Xiong Yue, he radiated a dense Evil Qi, demonic and monstrous; Lin Feng was certain this person must have killed countless individuals!
Subsequently, Lin Feng’s eyes scanned over all the Dynasty disciples, and he also noticed Wen Yuanshan.
At this mont, Wen Yuanshan was also looking at Lin Feng, his lips curled into a smile, a sinister grin spreading across his face.
Lin Feng wore an indifferent expression, completely disregarding the other party.
Just then, suddenly, from the distant sky, four majestic auras surged over.
The previously noisy Fourth Generation Disciple plaza, in that instant, quieted down.
All the Fourth Generation Disciples, feeling this majestic pressure, had their expression change; they only felt as though four massive mountains were descending from the sky, pressing down, making it hard for them even to breathe.
The crowd looked up to see four Elders from the Fourth Generation Disciples stepping through the Void, with an imposing, surging aura.
Among these four Elders, the one leading was an elderly man with partially graying hair, tall and thin. The elder’s aura was mighty, trendously terrifying.
This person was the Seventh Elder amongst the Fourth Generation Disciples of the Divine Wind Camp, holding high status and great authority in the Divine Wind Camp.
Seeing these four Elders, Lin Feng’s eyes couldn’t help but narrow, because, among them, was the very Elder who had caused him trouble during the previous assessnt.
The assessnt Elder swept his eyes over the plaza below, and upon spotting Lin Feng at the edge, the corner of his mouth curled into a malicious smile.
As the four Elders descended onto the Fourth Generation Disciple plaza, the Seventh Elder’s gaze swept over the crowd and he declared loudly: "The location for the Fourth Generation Disciple trial is in the Penglai Fairyland, lasting for ten days. What place Penglai Fairyland is, I believe you all have an understanding! Countless disciples from the Divine Wind Camp have perished there, and I hope this ti more of you can return. Now, I’m asking once – if any of you wish to opt out, do so now!"
After the Seventh Elder finished speaking, indeed so chose to withdraw.
Roughly sixty or more Fourth Generation Disciples opted out, most of them were around the Great Martial Master Fifth Layer.
No one ridiculed their choice; many disciples are veterans, well aware of the dangers of the trial in the Penglai Fairyland. This is a journey of death, and those who believe their strength is insufficient opting out of the trial is nothing out of the ordinary.
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