Su Zimo followed the map and headed towards the direction of the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range.
Along the way, he encountered some dangers.
Fortunately, he was now a Rank Six Earth Deity. With the help of the Subduing Hell Cauldron and other powerful treasures, he was able to protect himself.
Danger lurked everywhere as he traveled at full speed and Su Zimo did not dare to be distracted in his cultivation.
Although a large amount of Yuan Qi had settled in his body because he had received the Supreme Profound Spirit Big Dipper Sutra, he did not have the opportunity to absorb it.
Therefore, his cultivation base was still at Level Six of the Earth Immortal Realm.
Two months later, Su Zimo finally saw the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range.
Even without looking at the map, he could tell that the endless and majestic mountain range in front of him was the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range!
Xingyu was right. No one would be able to overlook this majestic mountain range.
As he neared, the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range on the map became clearer. It was a thick, curvy, dark line that stretched across the entire Divine Cloud Continent and divided it into two!
The Coiling Dragon Mountain Range could no longer be measured by its length.
The terrain of the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range was complex and varied. Some areas were meandering like divine dragons. Some areas formed a circle like a divine dragon lying down.
Su Zimo continued forward.
Not long after, Su Zimo heard a commotion in front of him. On the mountain range, there were many people.
In the sky above the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range, there were four huge auspicious clouds. There were hundreds of people standing on them, looking down.
When he got close to the Coiling Dragon Mountain Range, Su Zimo finally felt the grandeur of the Immortal Sect Selection.
At the peak of the mountain range, there were many cultivators. At a glance, there were at least a few million cultivators. It was a hubbub of voices!
These cultivators were of different cultivation bases. There were Xuan Immortals, Earth Deities, and Heavenly Immortals.
Some of them were itinerant cultivators, while others were cultivators from sects. They were gathered together, looking down at the mountain range. From time to time, they would exclaim and cheer.
Su Zimo flew up into the sky. Not long after, he arrived at the peak of the mountain and looked down.
Below the mountain range, there was a huge water curtain that rose slightly and floated in mid-air.
Images were reflected on the water screen. One could clearly see that some cultivators were fighting for their lives, some were walking alone, and some were trying their best to escape.
This water screen was similar to a mirage. It was capable of reflecting the various situations in an area onto the water screen.
Su Zimo looked around and came to the side of a Xuan Immortal. He coughed lightly.
This Xuan Immortal was startled by this voice and turned around to look.
"Let me ask you a few things."
Su Zimo's expression was calm, and his tone was indifferent.
"Exalted Immortal, please speak."
This Xuan Immortal didn't know Su Zimo's background. In addition, his cultivation level wasn't high, so he didn't dare to be negligent and quickly replied.
"What are the rules of this Immortal Sect selection? Tell me about them."
Su Zimo did not beat around the bush and asked directly.
This Xuan Immortal was slightly startled, but he quickly reacted and said, "The Immortal Sect selection is actually a gathering of many Earth Immortals to fight against each other."
"This section of the Pan Long Mountain Range is about to encircle each other and form a valley. I heard that the elites of the Four Major Immortal Sects once worked together and used this terrain to set up a sealing array. "
"This water screen below can reflect the situation in the valley at any time."
This Xuan Immortal pointed at the valley surrounded by the Pan Long Mountain Range and explained.
"How many Earth Immortals are participating in this Immortal Sect selection?"
Su Zimo asked.
The Xuan Immortal said, "Before the selection, the Four Major Immortal Sects announced the number. There are a total of 18,451 people."
"So many!"
Su Zimo was speechless.
One had to know that those participating in the Immortal Sect selection were not ordinary Earth Immortals.
Those who dared to participate in the Immortal Sect selection were the top elites among the Earth Immortals. The lowest cultivation level was Level Seven Earth Immortal.
The fact that 180,000 top Earth Immortals were gathered here showed how attractive the Four Major Immortal Sects were to cultivators.
What was more cruel was that only 100 people would be selected from the 180,000 top Earth Immortals.
The competition was too fierce.
Those who could participate in the Immortal Sect selection had already surpassed most of the Earth Immortals.
Among this group of people, the 100 most outstanding Earth Immortals had to be selected to have a chance to join the Four Major Immortal Sects.
Su Zimo stared at the water screen below and saw a pair of cultivators fighting fiercely.
One of them was badly injured and was about to die in the hands of his opponent. Suddenly, the man took out a golden token.
Then, a golden light bloomed from the token and formed a golden light shield that protected the man and blocked all the attacks of the cultivator opposite him.
Then, a vortex suddenly appeared above their heads.
The cultivator who was badly injured was dragged into the vortex. The golden token in his hand was left in the valley.
Before entering the vortex, the storage bag on the man's waist suddenly exploded and dozens of identical golden tokens appeared.
The cultivator opposite him waved his hand and put the tokens into his storage bag. He looked happy.
The cultivator who was taken away by the vortex was thrown out of the battlefield and landed outside the Pan Long Mountain Range. He looked embarrassed and upset.
"What's that golden token?"
Su Zimo asked.
"That's the Pan Long Token issued by the Four Major Immortal Sects. Every Earth Immortal who participates in the Immortal Sect selection has one."
The Mystic Immortal said, "If you can't win in the valley below, or if you're in danger, you can inject your Essence Qi into the Pan Long Token. It will activate the golden light shield and save your life.
Of course, this also means that you've failed. You'll be taken away from the battlefield and leave your Pan Long Token in the valley. "
After a pause, the Mystic Immortal said, "By the way, there's one more thing. The Immortal Sect selection will last for a year. No matter how many people are left on the battlefield, the one hundred with the most Pan Long Tokens will be the final winners."
Su Zimo nodded slightly.
This could prevent some cultivators from fighting passively and staying in hiding until the end.
Su Zimo thought of another thing. The rules of the Ten Extremes Prison in Julei City were very likely to be similar to the Immortal Sect selection.
However, the Ten Extremes Prison was a killing mode. There was no other way out.
The Immortal Sect selection at least gave the Earth Immortals who entered the battlefield a chance to live.
As long as they knew how to give up and use the Pan Long Token at the critical moment, they wouldn't die.
Su Zimo thought of something very important and suddenly asked, "How long until the Immortal Sect selection ends?"
"Only a month left."
The Mystic Immortal pointed at the valley and said, "There were more than one hundred and eighty thousand Earth Immortals. After half a year, there are only a thousand left on the battlefield. It will end soon."
"A month?"
Su Zimo looked down at the valley with a deep gaze and murmured softly, "There's enough time."
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