With the demon sword erected in front of the Pill Emperor Hall, the entire Moon Continent was in an uproar. Everyone was in awe of this matter.
Back then, when the young man returned, he dragged the demon sword for a hundred thousand miles because of his love.
This was to tell everyone that he, Qin Wentian, had returned and he would make Luo He pay the price for what she had done to him.
However, the spectators didn't dare to imagine that although Qin Wentian had outstanding talent, his combat prowess was still too weak. How could someone at the first level of Heavenly Dipper contend against the Pill Emperor Hall?
The experts of the Pill Emperor Hall were as common as the clouds. What the spectators saw was only the tip of the iceberg. If the true pillars of the Pill Emperor Hall were to be drawn out, they would definitely be extremely terrifying.
Yet, Qin Wentian had no way to truly control the demon sword. If they really fell out, even if he dragged the demon sword and borrowed its might to sweep through the heavens and earth, he would still die without a doubt.
What he was facing was a transcendent power of the Moon Continent, a transcendent power ranked within the top five in Grand Xia, the Pill Emperor Hall.
Qin Wentian had the will to sever the heavens, but how could he do anything to the ninety-nine steps of the Sky Connecting Grand Hall?
The matter of the Pill Emperor Hall selecting a son-in-law for Mo Qingcheng had already caused a huge commotion in the Nine Continents. The number of people in the Moon Continent was innumerable, and now that Qin Wentian was standing right outside the Pill Emperor Hall, slapping Luo He's face, the commotion grew even more intense, as though a storm was brewing.
Today, the day had finally arrived.
In front of the Pill Emperor Hall, below the ninety-nine steps of the Sky Connecting Grand Xia, there were silhouettes everywhere. However, they all avoided a certain location. Over there, there was only a single sword erected in the air, nobody dared to approach it.
On the ninety-nine steps of the Pill Emperor Hall, the silhouettes of the Pill Emperor Hall stood in the air. Among them, Luo He stood in the center. With a single glance, she could already see the demon sword as her countenance turned exceptionally cold.
Qin Wentian slapped her face like that. She wanted to see how Qin Wentian would dare to show up today.
If he came, she would make sure that he wouldn't be able to return.
Shifting his gaze over, Luo He spoke, "Friends from the various transcendent powers, please ascend the ninety-nine steps. For this selection of son-in-law, we welcome all of you to be our witnesses."
As soon as she finished speaking, many figures walked out. They were all from the overlord forces of the Nine States. They stepped onto the ninety-nine steps and came to the wide square in front of the main hall of the King of Elixirs and sat down.
"Those who have signed up for this selection, please stand below the ninetieth step." Luo He continued speaking. Momentarily, several silhouettes stepped up, squeezing their way towards the 90th step. In an instant, the 90th step was filled with silhouettes, with no gaps at all. If those at the back wanted to ascend, they would have to force them down first.
"There are so many people. The participants for this selection are all Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns below the age of thirty. Not only that, all of them have extraordinary looks. If not, it would be too shameful if they were kicked out because of their looks. As for those below the Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns, wanting to marry Mo Qingcheng is nothing but a fool's dream."
"The Pill Emperor Hall is recruiting a son-in-law, and it's for the sake of Mo Qingcheng. No wonder there are so many outstanding characters participating. Leaving aside the transcendent powers, even the transcendent powers below them have sent out their most outstanding characters. If one of them could become the son-in-law of the Pill Emperor Hall and marry Mo Qingcheng, the status of his or her sect or clan would surely skyrocket."
However, how could it be so easy to walk all the way to the end?
"In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, only those who stand on the ninetieth step will have the qualifications to enter the Pill Emperor Hall and participate in this selection." Luo He continued, "After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, as long as you are still standing on the ninetieth step, you can continue onwards. Now, let the selection begin."
As the sound of her voice faded, the atmosphere abruptly tensed up. The number of experts on the ninety-nine steps were as many as the clouds, it was extremely congested. Luo He would only select those who stood on the ninetieth step.
At this moment, those who stood on the ninetieth step all felt a terrifying pressure bearing down on them. The auras of those below them were extremely terrifying. Their Astral Souls and Astral Novas were frenziedly released, and in an instant, a terrifying qi current gushed forth.
The eruption of the battle was even faster and more violent than what the spectators had imagined.
Just a single sentence from Luo He had caused the entire crowd to erupt into a frenzy.
The spectators only felt their hearts pounding violently as they stared at this terrifying battle. Over there, fresh blood splattered everywhere as screams of misery rang out unceasingly. In just a short instant, it was unknown how many experts had been killed or heavily injured. This was too cruel.
Although Luo He was the daughter of the Pill Emperor of the Pill Emperor Hall, she wasn't a benevolent and benevolent person. Her state of heart was cold, and she chose the most direct and cruel method of selection.
"There are a few people who are so strong, nobody can blast them off the platform."
Very swiftly, the spectators noticed a few dazzling characters. Their cultivation bases were all at the second or third level of Heavenly Dipper.
For those below the age of thirty, being able to reach the third level of Heavenly Dipper was already an extremely terrifying feat. Among the transcendent powers, only the most outstanding demon-level geniuses would be able to achieve this.
As for those at the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper, they didn't see anyone. Reaching the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper before the age of thirty was simply too terrifying. Even Hua Taixu wouldn't be able to achieve this.
A cultivator at the third level of Heavenly Dipper was already at the peak of this selection.
As for those at the first level of Heavenly Dipper, they were the weakest and were easily blasted off the platform. Some of their injuries were light and some deep, but they didn't even have the strength to continue climbing up.
"Those who can stand on the ninetieth step are mostly from the transcendent powers. Chen Lie from the Chen Clan was also extremely famous back then. He's the elder brother of Chen Wang, and although his talent isn't as high as Chen Wang's, his cultivation base is higher than Chen Wang's. Not only that, he was also a famous ranker on the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
"Isn't Hua Cheng from the Hua Clan here as well? Although his brilliance was completely suppressed by Hua Taixu, he himself is also an extremely powerful character. Seems like there are many geniuses who want to win the heart of the beauty this time around.
"That's Wang Yifei from the Wang Clan from the War Continent. I heard that not long ago, Wang Jue was killed by Qin Wentian. I don't know if this is true or not, but rumor has it that Wang Jue died when Qin Wentian pulled out the demon sword. If this is true, the Wang Clan would definitely hate Qin Wentian to the bone. If Qin Wentian appeared today, who knows how miserable his fate would be? The Chen Clan, Hua Clan, Wang Clan, who wouldn't want him to die? Not to mention the Pill Emperor Hall and the Star-Seizing Manor, would they be able to spare him?"
"This Qin Wentian is truly a demon-level genius who dares to contend against the entire world. But from the looks of it, he would either fall here today, or become an unparalleled character. That's how the Azure Emperor died back then. I'm afraid that Qin Wentian won't be able to escape."
The spectators murmured as they thought of Qin Wentian. Ever since Qin Wentian rose to prominence, although he had only accomplished two to three things, his actions were simply too sensational. Not only that, there was a high possibility that he would come here today to cause trouble. His demon sword was erected in front of the Pill Emperor Hall, he would definitely not allow this son-in-law selection to go smoothly.
"Who is that man? He's so handsome, and with a cultivation base at the first level of Heavenly Dipper, he can actually stand on the ninetieth step. Nobody can blast him off the ninetieth step." At this moment, someone pointed his finger at a silhouette standing on the ninetieth step. This person wielded an ancient halberd, and his attacks were tyrannical to the extreme. No matter who tried to attack his position, he would simply strike out with his halberd. Nobody would be able to withstand his attacks.
At this moment, a cultivator at the second level of Heavenly Dipper dashed towards him. This person wielded a lightning sword in his hands, and a terrifying amount of lightning energy erupted forth. His Astral Nova shone with a terrifying light, yet he still managed to block the attack with his halberd. This halberd strike was like a dream, yet when it landed, an irresistible force directly penetrated through the lightning sword, slamming into the chest of that cultivator, causing that cultivator to cough out blood as he fell to the ground.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn passed very quickly. When Luo He announced the end of the selection, only forty-eight cultivators remained on the ninetieth step.
"All of you, come up. For the others, you can either stand on the ninety-nine steps or watch from below." Luo He waved her hands as she turned and walked towards the host's seat.
The forty-eight cultivators followed her up the ninety-nine steps, arriving at the center of the vast public square. Around them were the transcendent powers from the various transcendent powers. As for the others, they were either hovering in the air or standing on top of the stairs, staring up at the sky.
Although the time it took for an incense stick to burn had only passed, the forty-eight cultivators who remained were all elites. Each and every one of them exuded an extraordinary aura.
Among them, there were several young men from the various transcendent powers. Those from the transcendent powers all had smiles on their faces. If they could marry Mo Qingcheng, so what if they had to marry into the Pill Emperor Hall? This would undoubtedly improve their relationship with the Pill Emperor Hall.
Luo He sat on the host's seat. Mo Qingcheng was her disciple, hence today's selection would be presided over by her.
Only to see her gaze turning into the horizons as she stared at the demon sword that was several times taller than the seat she was sitting on. A cold light flickered in her eyes.
She wanted to see when Qin Wentian would appear, daring to cause trouble in the Pill Emperor Hall.
Retracting her gaze, she turned her gaze onto the forty-eight cultivators as she casually stated, "All of you are handsome and outstanding, and have decent combat prowess. For this selection, there's no need to determine the rankings, we only need to select three. In that case, the rules will be as you wish. From now on, all of you can choose your own opponents. The loser shall leave, the winner shall remain."
As the sound of her voice faded, the silhouettes of the participants flickered as they chose their opponents.
There were still many more challenges waiting for them, hence for the earlier battles, they naturally had to choose those with weaker combat prowess. The Swallow Swordsman, Han Qing, chose an opponent at the first level of Heavenly Dipper. This person was also the only one at the first level of Heavenly Dipper. He wielded an ancient halberd in his hands, exuding a tyrannical aura. But after all, he was only at the first level of Heavenly Dipper, how strong could he be?
Han Qing stood in front of the halberd wielder, his countenance calm as he stared at him. "Swallow Swordsman, Han Qing. Please guide me."
As the sound of his voice faded, the sword in his hands emitted a humming sound. The corners of Han Qing's lips curled up slightly. Although his words were polite, his tone was filled with disdain.
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