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Chapter 1680

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A Good Romance

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Prodigy, king tier, these two terms had always been overused. As long as one's performance was a bit more outstanding, they would be crowned with the title of prodigy, and if they were a bit more talented, they would be top-notch prodigies, super prodigies.

In truth, there was only one type of person that could be called a king tier in the Celestial Realm. The evaluation standards for Severing Mundane Tier, Immortal Palace Tier, and so on were still unclear, but at least below Celestial level, that was those that had truly reached the pinnacle of the Eternal River Tier were worthy of being called a king tier.

This kind of king tier was really too rare. Even in top-notch sects, only the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters could reach this level. For other forces, they would really have to burn incense to have such a person appear.

The Empress walked back, and showed a sweet smile at Ling Han, handing him the Saintly medicine.

This could be planted in the Black Tower, and dug out when it was needed. Now that the sixth level of the Black Tower had been opened, the speed of catalyzing the growth of plants had not increased, but it could allow all living things to grow stronger, and the medicinal effects would increase.

The Empress then gave Ling Han and Mao Shuyu a wolf tail each, and then walked hand in hand with Ling Han.

The Saintly medicine had been gathered, and the wolf tail had also been obtained, so it was naturally time to leave.

Mao Shuyu received the wolf tail numbly. She had not recovered at all, and there were only three words in her mind: how was this possible?

"In any case, it is still early, so why not get some more Saintly medicine?" Ling Han's eyes shone.

The Empress nodded. As long as it was Ling Han's suggestion, she would definitely not object.

Mao Shuyu followed behind the two of them like a dead fish.

They swept through, and gathered a total of six Saintly medicines. Mao Shuyu, who had barely recovered, advised them that it was time to return, or they would definitely be ranked outside the top 1,000.

Ling Han was not satisfied, but he should be able to come here again in the future, so there was no rush.

They returned, and though they encountered a few blind Demonic Beasts that ambushed them on the way, they were easily dealt with by Mao Shuyu.

A day later, they returned to the gathering point. Based on the number of people that had already returned, they would probably be ranked after 600th or 700th.

It was fine as long as they passed.

After another half a day, the top 1,000 appeared, and the selection ended. Tu Kang left with the 1,000 people, arriving at a military camp at the foot of the mountain. This was where they would stay for the next 100 years.

They had not even entered the camp, and they could feel a powerful aura rippling. This surpassed the level of the Genesis Tier, as if it was a supreme ruler.

Severing Mundane Ancestor

One of the deputy commanders of the Dark Moon Army was temporarily transferred over to oversee the army for a hundred years. And in the Dark Moon Army, there were a total of six such Deputy Commanders, and they would take turns to oversee this place. Otherwise, if they encountered some thorns, even the consummate level of the Genesis Tier might not be able to deal with them.

With a Severing Mundane Ancestor here, everything would be settled. Which Genesis Tier would dare provoke such an elite?

Of course, Tu Kang was not the only instructor here. There were a total of ten instructors. Usually, they would take turns to instruct the students on how to cooperate. Those who fought alone were called martial artists, and those who acted as a team were called soldiers.

The ten instructors appeared at the same time, and the deputy commander sat high up on the stage, as if he had merged with heaven and earth. They could clearly feel his presence, but no matter who it was, they would have the uncomfortable feeling of not being able to attack him.

This was a Severing Mundane Ancestor!

"Now, we will choose 10 captains from among you. According to the results of the selection, these 10 people will step forward: Number 170, Number 534, and Number 895!" After Tu Kang asked for instructions from that Severing Mundane Ancestor, he began the next step.

The 10 people that were called stepped forward, and it was not strange. Ding Xiaochen was also among them. When he walked out, he even bowed slightly towards the Severing Mundane Ancestor on the high platform, and the latter actually responded, opening his eyes, and nodding.

When this ancestor opened his eyes, it was as if the universe had collapsed. Everyone felt as if innumerable great stars had fallen from the skies, and it was a scene of destruction, but after a shudder, they discovered that there was not the slightest bit of abnormality that had occurred.

This was the Regulations that the Severing Mundane Ancestor cultivated, and was inclined towards destruction and slaughter. The moment he opened his eyes, it affected everyone. If one's willpower was slightly weaker, it was very possible that they would be affected by this for the rest of their lives, and would never be able to escape.

Cultivation was naturally the cultivation of the Dao of heaven and earth. If you were trapped in the dao of another, how could you possibly succeed?

"That is Lord Ding Hu, first severance grand ancestor!"

"The Vice Commander of the White Tiger Army!"

A few people immediately began to discuss in low voices, and very soon, those that originally did not know the identity of that Severing Mundane Ancestor all knew.

The Dark Moon Army had a Great Commander, and that was Mao Dai, a third severance grand ancestor. Under the Great Commander, there were three commanders, and they respectively led three armies, which were the Azure Dragon Army, the White Tiger Army, and the Vermilion Bird Army.

Why were there three armies, and not two, and not four or five? That was because there were only three great forces in Dark Moon City.

The Duan Clan controlled the Azure Dragon Army, the Ding Clan controlled the White Tiger Army, and the Long Clan controlled the Vermilion Bird Army. From a certain aspect, actually, Mao Dai, the Great Commander, was a mere figurehead.

Under the commander were the Vice Commanders, and there were a total of six of them, two for each army.

Everyone shook their heads. With Ding Hu present, that Ding Xiaochen would definitely be able to obtain the position of a captain no matter what. However, with Ding Xiaochen's strength, it was actually not difficult for him to obtain it. Thus, though everyone was slightly displeased, they did not have too much of a conflict.

"The rules are as follows. Now, these 10 people are the arena masters, and they will accept challenges from others. If they win, they will guard the arena, and if they lose, someone else will guard the arena. The time limit is three days, and the 10 arena masters at that time will be the choice of captains.

"Additionally, the outcome of each battle must be decided within an hour. If there is no winner, then the arena guardian will be declared the winner.

"After each battle, the victor has the right to request an hour of rest time.

"If there is no challenge within an hour, then the arena master will directly win.

"Then, let's begin."

Tu Kang's style was filled with the conciseness of a soldier, and was not the slightest bit sloppy.

Ding Xiaochen and the other 10 people walked into the training ground in the center of the camp. The Celestial Realm was incredibly stable in the first place, and added with the fact that there was a Severing Mundane Ancestor overseeing things, there was naturally no need to worry that a fierce battle would destroy the entire camp.

The arena masters had already appeared, and those who were interested in competing for the position of captain all swept their eyes over the 10 people, looking for the weakest persimmon to bully. However, because there were three days, even if there was a weakest persimmon, it would be replaced very quickly, so there was no meaning in making a move in a hurry.

However, because there was still an hour's time limit, if there was no one else to challenge, then the arena master would sit firmly on the position of captain. Thus, when the hour was almost up, there were people who successively issued challenges to the 10 arena masters.

True enough, entering the top 10 during the selection process had a very large component of luck. Some people had even hidden their strength well, saving their strength for this moment to explode.

In just this round of battles, six of the 10 arena masters had actually been replaced, and more than half had been replaced.

Ling Han said to an old man, and then to the Empress, "This guy's strength is not bad, and it seems like his bloodline is different from ordinary people."

As long as that old man was in battle, his whole body would be covered in pitch-black scales. This was completely a thick layer of armor, and possessed an extremely strong dissipation effect, allowing him to not fear his opponent's attacks, and advance head-on.

His opponent had been defeated in 10 moves by him in such a manner.

"And that person." The Empress also said to a woman.

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