After learning the method to wake up the Dusty Throne, Xing Jue looked at the throne with a sharp gaze. At the same time, a majestic aura surged out of his body.
"Master, what are you planning to do?" Right at that moment, Xiao Lian hurriedly asked.
"Forcing it to wake up," Xing Jue replied.
"Master, forget it. How can you force it to wake up with your strength?" Xiao Lian looked down on Xing Jue.
"No way? I can't even deal with a Quasi Venerable Tool with my strength? "Xing Jue was speechless.
"Different Venerable Tools have different qualities. The master who made this Quasi Venerable Tool is very powerful. Not to mention you, master, I'm afraid no one in this world can destroy this Quasi Venerable Tool."
"It has such a powerful background? Is there no one who can force it to wake up? "Xing Jue was shocked. Xiao Lian knew a lot about refining tools. He knew that Xiao Lian would not lie to him.
"A high-rank Asura Martial God might be able to force it to wake up."
"Forget it, master. Let's go. When it wakes up, it will sign a contract with you. Even if you are tens of thousands of miles away, you will still be able to feel the connection."
"Moreover, it's just a Quasi Venerable Tool. If we can get it, we can. If we can't, there's nothing to regret."
"As long as you have enough materials, I will make you a Supreme Venerable Tool in the future!" Xiao Lian was afraid that Xing Jue would be disappointed, so he made a solemn vow.
Looking at Xiao Lian, who was so sensible, Xing Jue smiled in gratification. He was not greedy for the Half Venerable Artifact. It was just a treasure and it was useless to him.
The Dusty Throne had an extraordinary meaning in the Dusty Royal City. Even the Four Elements Elders had to address him as Lord Throne. It was not simply a tool to measure the qualifications of the City Lord.
Therefore, as long as he obtained the recognition of the Dusty Throne, he would gain control of the Dusty Royal City. This was Xing Jue's goal.
However, now that the Dust-Laden Throne was in a deep slumber, Xing Jue really had no choice. However, when he thought about it, even if someone else came here, it would be impossible for them to sit on the Dust-Laden Throne. Therefore, Xing Jue was no longer worried that the position of the City Lord would be taken away by someone else.
After the enchantment was repaired, he quietly returned to his iron prison with Xiao Lian. The master and servant fell into a deep sleep without any worries.
The next morning, the sky had just brightened. When Xing Jue and Xiao Lian were still sleeping soundly in the dungeon, Wangcheng had already been opened by the four elders.
Under the leadership of the Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow Signs Elders, close to a hundred elders and thirty disciples from the four camps arrived at the main hall.
These disciples were the most outstanding disciples from the four camps. However, most of them were only at the level of Elementary Asura Wu Zun.
Apart from Tian Zhong, who was an Advanced Asura Wu Zun, there were only two Intermediate Asuras Wu Zun. Moreover, they had only broken through recently.
Compared to the disciples of the younger generation, the elders were relatively stronger. Apart from the Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow Elders, the rest of the elders were all Asura Martial Gods.
However, this stark contrast proved one thing. The Dusty Royal City indeed had no qualified successors. It needed a large amount of new blood. Otherwise, it would really walk a strange path.
"Although Tian Zhong is the acting City Lord, Lord Throne is the standard to measure whether a person is qualified to be the City Lord."
"Today, all of you are fortunate enough to be here. This is the trust that King City has in you. Regardless of who it is, as long as you are able to obtain Lord Throne's approval, the position of the City Lord will be yours." Elder Tian Xiang spoke loudly to the thirty disciples who were standing in an orderly manner.
"This is a rare opportunity. Go ahead if you're confident."
Elder Xuan Xiang waved his hand at the thirty disciples, indicating that they should try to approach the dusty throne and obtain its approval.
However, there was a trace of regret on his face. It was naturally because Xing Jue couldn't participate in this rare opportunity.
As soon as Elder Tian Xiang finished speaking, a disciple from the Black Camp walked forward. At this moment, he also became the focus of everyone's attention.
"Disciple Huang Se greets Lord Throne!" The disciple came to the bottom of the stairs and knelt on the ground. He kowtowed three times to the throne.
This was the rule of the Dusty Royal City. The position of the Dusty Royal City was extraordinary. It was even more important than the City Lord. Both the elders and disciples had to address him as Lord.
Before getting close to the dusty throne and sitting on it, one had to first kowtow to it to repent for their disrespect.
After kowtowing, the disciple stood up and lifted his left leg with a solemn expression, preparing to walk up the stairs.
* Buzz *
However, when his left leg was half a foot away from the first step, it was unable to descend. It was as if it was stopped by an invisible barrier.
Seeing this scene, all the elders present shook their heads in disappointment while the remaining twenty-nine disciples were gloating. Some of them even had a mocking smile on their faces.
As competitors, they naturally did not wish for anyone to sit on the dusty throne because there was only one city lord. As long as one person could obtain the acknowledgement of the dusty throne first, then the other person would lose his chance, unless that person died.
At this moment, the disciple's face was covered in cold sweat. He naturally didn't want to lose this opportunity.
"Haa!" Suddenly, he shouted and gathered his strength on his left leg. He suddenly descended, wanting to force his way in.
* Bang * However, a muffled sound was heard and he was actually shot backwards. In the end, he fell miserably on the floor of the hall.
"Disqualified, next!" Elder Tian Xiang looked at him indifferently and loudly said to the crowd.
Immediately after, the second disciple went up, but just like the first one, he couldn't even step on the first step.
The third, the fourth, until the tenth disciple finally succeeded in stepping on the first step. However, out of the forty-eight steps, he could only reach the tenth step and could no longer move forward.
"Disciple Xuan Zhen greets the throne!"
This time, it was the turn of the most outstanding disciple in the Black Camp, Xuan Zhen. Although he was also a beginner Asura Wu Zun, he was much more talented than the others.
After all, he was the strongest existence in the Black Camp apart from Xing Jue. Therefore, when he appeared, the elders who were originally so disappointed that they didn't want to continue watching focused their attention on him again.
Xuan Zhen was indeed very strong. Out of the forty-eight steps, he actually managed to reach the twentieth step. However, when he reached the twentieth step, he couldn't descend even half a step.
However, he was unwilling to give up and actually used all his strength to exhaust it. In the end, he was exhausted and rolled down the steps.
"Sigh ~ ~"
Looking at Xuan Zhen who was supported by the elders of the Black Camp, Elder Tian Xiang sighed helplessly. Now that Xing Jue wasn't here, Xuan Zhen was the representative of the Black Camp. However, Xuan Zhen's performance really made the Black Camp lose face.
After Xuan Zhen, the two middle stage Asura Wu Zun from the Earth Camp and Huang Camp also appeared. They climbed up to the thirtieth step and found it difficult to continue.
However, they were more self-aware and didn't use up all their strength like Xuan Zhen and rolled down the steps in a sorry state.
Instead, they all retreated after confirming that they couldn't continue. But no matter what, for the time being, the Black Camp's performance was indeed the worst.
"Disciple Tian Zhong greets the throne!" After everyone failed, the acting city lord Tian Zhong finally appeared.
His extremely ugly face didn't have the slightest bit of timidity. Instead, it was brimming with confidence, as if he was 100% sure that he could sit on the dusty throne.
In fact, his performance was indeed far from what the other disciples could compare to.
The first ten steps were very easy for Tian Zhong. Only when he reached the twentieth step did he show a trace of difficulty. On the thirtieth step, his face began to sweat, and he seemed to be even more strenuous.
When he reached the fortieth step, all the elders present held their breaths and began to look forward to his performance.
Bang, bang, bang …
One step, two steps, three steps. Every step was like a heavy boulder falling to the ground, producing a heavy sound.
At this moment, Tian Zhong's body was already covered in sweat, and it even began to flow down his body on the steps.
Until the forty-fifth step, when Tian Zhong reached the forty-fifth step, he could no longer take another step. Even though he gritted his teeth, he still couldn't take that step.
Buzz.
Facing this situation, Elder Tian Xiang gently shook his sleeve, and a layer of invisible power surged out and went straight to the dusty throne.
This power was very strange. Not only could it escape the senses of the other three elders, it could also suppress the power of the dusty throne.
"Bang!" A heavy sound could be heard. Tian Zhong had actually successfully stepped onto the 46th step of the Imperial Staircase.
Closely after that, he stepped on the forty-seventh and forty-eighth steps as well. At this moment, Tian Zhong had already walked onto the high platform.
Huuu ~
At this moment, all the elders could not help but gasp. Walking onto the high platform was something that very few people could do in the past thousands of years.
With such talent, even if he could not sit on the dusty throne, it meant that the dusty throne had greatly acknowledged him.
"As expected of the Acting City Lord. Looks like the four lords made the right choice."
At this moment, the hundred elders even began to discuss in low voices. They seemed to have put aside their conflicts of interest and hoped that Tian Zhong could obtain the acknowledgement of the dusty throne.
It was not only them. Even the three elders, Xuan Xiang, Di Xiang, and Huang Xiang, were the same. The three old men stared at Tian Zhong tightly, and even their aged bodies were trembling.
"Damn it ~"
However, at this moment, Tian Zhong's face was already as pale as paper, and his face was frighteningly hideous. He really could not take another step.
At this moment, even Elder Tian Xiang's expression had turned ugly, and cold sweat began to flow from his forehead.
The reason why Tian Zhong could reach this point was because he had used a special power to suppress the dusty throne. Suppressing the dusty throne under the eyes of the other three elders was an extremely strenuous task.
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