In the heavens, the mountains stand, covered in light mist, like distant black ink strokes. The Immortal Pool glows with a gentle radiance, celestial dragons soar, the Silver Palace, Yu Tower, and Five-Colored City shine brightly, auspicious birds flit through the Splendid Immortal Realm, their cries clear and lofty.
The young masters gather, this is their grand celebration.
Surrounding such grand scenery, it is pitch-black like an abyss, the vast and boundless Night Fog Sea shows not a ray of light, only dead silence and desolation spreading; this is the most authentic appearance above the boundless Nine Heavens.
In front of the majestic structures adorned with golden tiles rolling with thunder light, several elders stand side by side, undoubtedly, they are all Earth Immortal-level experts who have been absent for a long ti and ca to support the event today.
Only in the heavens, their situation isn't too dire.
By receiving the blessing light from Great Yu rising upwards, coupled with the Heaven-locking Array above the Nine Heavens, their "ailnts" can be alleviated.
A Sevenfold Sun Overlay said, "This is only the initial selection, those who haven't qualified need not be discouraged; you can challenge the few in front of the Dragon Transformation Pool anyti, and replace them if victorious."
Then, another top-tier Earth Immortal added, "Among the losers, a few outstanding ones can also comprehend the supre legacy in the early stage, this gives you a chance to rise and to use this to temper and challenge yourself."
Additionally, considering the world has so late bloors, space is also left for them, such people will have opportunities to compete for the supre scripture in the future.
Many of the young people beca restless, talking among themselves, overall, all parties were quite satisfied, and even the losers had hope in their hearts.
Li Heng, Feng Zhige, and others all relaxed their brows.
In an instant, the place was filled with toasting and the atmosphere beca more harmonious.
The four in front of the Dragon Transformation Pool were undoubtedly the center, like stars surrounding a moon, many people holding wine cups approached, crowding the area completely.
"Yun Jianyue, Wu Qingyuan, Wen Dao, Xie Xiyin, if nothing unexpected happens, these four should be the future four giants." Many young people looked at them, so unable to avert their gaze.
Even so older celebrities who were invited, felt stirred and pressured, feeling they might be surpassed by later generations at any mont.
Yun Jianyue, Wu Qingyuan had long occupied two Tao Flowers, after years of hard practice, they remained unfathomable, no one knew their true depths.
Wen Dao, who has a significant background, was recognized by so of the old mountains in the heavens; after the third Tao Flower blood, he was imdiately chosen.
At that ti, the New List originally favored Taiyi, but ultimately could not oppose the decision made jointly by all sides.
Xie Xiyin among the four was relatively mysterious, rising unexpectedly this ti, many people didn't know him before.
Even normally aloof fairies now moved to the Dragon Transformation Pool, their snowy brows lting into smiles, their brightness warming the surrounding air.
Soone sighed, "The Tao is lofty and distant, the mountains and rivers in heaven splendid, looking ahead, it's those four in our generation who should tread the furthest, able to overlook the world's scenery."
Who among their peers could direct the land and rule the world? Everyone has their judgnt. Those leading in the forefront may step ahead, becoming unattainable.
Su Mohua stood gracefully, smilingly saying, "Sister, did Uncle co to catch a golden son-in-law too?"
"Knock it off." Su Moran pulled at her fair earlobe.
Gao Chan silently downed a glass of wine, feeling oppressed standing here. Among so many outstanding talents, he found it hard to rise with the tide; the past glory gradually dimd.
Of course, it wasn't only those four receiving attention; Zhou Tian Dao, known as a heavenly genius, and Yan Zhuohua, like a classical goddess walking out of an ink wash painting, still dazzling, both seen as having great potential and hope to compete for the supre legacy.
Moreover, even if they fail in the final challenge, their status will still be high enough, certainly belonging to Yujing's future high-ranking figures.
In front of the Golden Hall intertwining with thunder and fire, several Earth Immortal-level experts were also drinking, all of high status, such as the Heavenly Elder present here, with the Mountain Master of Star Mountain, and Palace Master of Thunder Marsh Palace also in attendance.
A top-tier Earth Immortal asked, "Saint, your disciple Li Wanfa has great potential. Why hasn't he ascended to the heavens?"
As one of the origins of Chaos Force, the present Saint, in whose blood flow shattered Supre Yang Power, responded, "Wanfa has his own choices, I won't interfere."
Heavenly Venerate Lu Heng also looked over, asking, "Shall we spar if there's a chance? By the way, Qin Ming who practices your kind of skill, why hasn't he shown up either?"
The Saint replied, "Those who practice Chaos Force don't have the sa yearning for the so-called supre legacy. The too domineering True Scripture can't be integrated at his current level. Once he ascends to the Fifth Realm soday, he should first consider the issue of the True Form Tribulation to avoid his form and spirit exploding."
This is a fact, the Fifth Realm of Newborn Road—True Form, is life-and-death-related for all who practice the Silk Scroll Calligraphy, and even several creators have shattered more than once.
"Indeed, the heavens are a gathering of talents." The Saint gazed forward, surveying the cluster of vibrant young talents.
In the distance, so Grandmasters were also present, engaging in discussions.
"Weren't there a few special young people on the ground? Why didn't they co to compete?"
"I've heard one, Wei Shouzhen, has already passed the initial selection, just didn't appear today, able to stand alongside those four."
"What a surprise." A middle-aged man, relaxed and composed, showed surprise.
His na is Cheng Xian, who once descended to the ground, drank tea, splashed ink to paint, and employed so ans, causing a bit of trouble for so special young masters.
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