Qin Wentian stood within the crowd, inconspicuous. Upon seeing Yin Ting's appearance, his eyes flickered with killing intent.
The six chosen ganged up on him, almost causing Little Rascal and Purgatory to die. If it wasn't for the two of them protecting him with their lives, he would have already died. And now, Purgatory was still heavily injured and could only survive in his bloodline.
Since Yin Ting appeared today, it would be the day of his death.
Beside Qin Wentian, Yun Rou stood there. She chased after Qin Wentian out of the military manor, feeling extremely curious about this black-robed man. But when she arrived here, she was instantly stunned by the scene before her eyes. The nine great sects and the royal clan of Grand Shang had all arrived here. How shocking was this scene? Right now, Yin Ting from the Yin Clan was fighting for a chance to become a disciple of the nine great sects or join the royal clan of Grand Shang.
"This Yin Ting's strength is extremely powerful. I wonder if the nine great sects would be able to take him seriously."
Yun Rou was also shocked when she saw an expert dying within the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. She didn't expect that even obtaining the qualifications to join the nine great sects would be so dangerous.
Yin Ting had already stepped into the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. His entire body was bathed in lightning, and a vast amount of earth energy could be sensed from him. Every step he took was as heavy as a mountain, but as he ascended, the violet lightning within the formation howled in rage, sword qi howled, and the drumming sounds could sever the meridians of others. Yin Ting's steps were extremely slow, and when he reached the middle of the formation, he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
However, Yin Ting's countenance flickered with the light of lightning. Violet lightning bolts protected his body, intertwining with the lightning in the formation. He continued advancing steadily, causing the tempest to intensify. On the way, he coughed out three mouthfuls of blood. Finally, he stepped out of the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation as his aura fluctuated slightly.
However, he was still extremely dazzling, attracting the gazes of the crowd.
However, the people from the nine great sects and the various empires didn't say a word, as though they didn't see anything.
Geniuses from the major powers in Xuan King City could only be considered geniuses when compared to the entire Grand Shang Empire. Given how vast Grand Shang was, there were still many geniuses like him. The nine great sects naturally wouldn't choose him so easily, they would still have to wait and see his future performance.
"Although Yin Ting managed to pass through the formation, he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and suffered heavy injuries." Staring at Yin Ting, the crowd mused in their hearts, trying to gauge if they would be able to pass through the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation.
Yun Rou furrowed her brows and shook her head. She then sighed, "It seems like there's no hope for me. I can't get past this array."
The two people beside Yun Rou were also at the side. When they heard this, they also revealed looks of disappointment. They were considered extraordinary people, but in the face of this formation, they felt powerless.
After Yin Ting, more and more people entered the Purple Thunder Sword-Drum Array. Some failed, some died, and some succeeded.
Qin Wentian didn't move from the start to the end, he was silently observing. In the blink of an eye, half a day passed and there were already many people who passed the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. Among them, there were many geniuses who didn't originate from the Xuan King City. They came from the royal capital of Grand Shang, the other six out of the seven king cities, or other regions.
And now, all of them had gathered here.
Yin Ting, Jin Yan, Jian Jingtian, Feng Yunhe, as well as Xie Yu, had already stepped onto the stage. Out of the six Heaven's Chosen, only Shang Qi remained.
The major powers they were from all had smiles on their faces, their hearts filled with anticipation. If they were chosen by the nine great sects, they would have a chance to soar through the ranks and use it as a springboard to join the Royal Sacred Sect in the future.
Although there were already many experts on the stage, they weren't competing against each other. They were all waiting. As for their cultivation bases, the majority of them were at the fifth or sixth level of Heavenly Dipper. There were also those at the fourth level and below, but the number of them was extremely few. They knew that even if they managed to step onto the stage, their ending wouldn't be too good.
This time around, the person in the lead of the Battle Sword Sect was none other than Lin Shuai. Their ancestor had sent a message saying that they wanted to use this opportunity to find the white-robed young man in the projection.
Given how vast Xuan King City was, it was unknown if the white-robed young man had already left the Heavenly Mountain Range. How could it be so easy to find someone? They could only hope that they could use this opportunity to lure him out.
The gathering of the nine great sects should be enough to cause a commotion, right? If the white-robed young man was truly the person their ancestor was looking for, he would definitely be extraordinary. How could they miss out on this opportunity?
Although Lin Shuai had yet to see the white-robed young man, he wasn't in a hurry. He had plenty of time, he could slowly wait.
If the white-robed young man didn't appear, he would wait here for three months. Most probably, if his Battle Sword Sect didn't leave, the other nine great sects wouldn't leave as well.
At this moment, Lin Shuai was extremely curious about the white-robed young man. His ancestor's personality was extremely eccentric, he was an extremely stubborn old man who did things as he pleased. Now that he heard that the white-robed young man was roaming the world, he naturally wanted to see what sort of character the white-robed young man was.
If the white-robed young man knew that this was merely a prank played by his ancestor, who knew what he would think.
Back then when the old man met Qin Wentian, it was indeed a coincidence. Qin Wentian and Qing 'er both had their own personalities, which was why the old man paid attention to them for a period of time. Hence, this huge farce was born.
On the training grounds, the silhouettes of Xu Feng and Ji Xue appeared. They were both external disciples of the Qinghua Mountain, and naturally, they came here for the sake of the Qinghua Mountain.
Xu Feng walked to the front of the experts of the Qinghua Mountain as he stated, "Junior Xu Feng is an external disciple of the Qinghua Mountain. I wish to join the Qinghua Mountain and would like to request for seniors to grant me a chance to take the test."
"Since you wish to take the test directly, I shall grant you your wish." One of the experts from the Qinghua Mountain nodded his head at Xu Feng. This young man was also an extraordinary character. With a wave of his hand, a green mountain floated in front of the spectator stands of the Qinghua Mountain. With a thunderous boom, the mountain directly landed on the training grounds.
"This mountain is named 'Green Mountain'. If you can lift the mountain by three feet, I will directly acknowledge you and accept you into the Qinghua Mountain." An expert from the Qinghua Mountain spoke. Xu Feng's countenance was solemn as he walked up to the front of the mountain.
How could he possibly lift the entire mountain? He could only grab the mountain rampart and use his strength to lift it up. However, the mountain didn't budge at all.
"If I can lift the mountain, would I have a chance to join the Qinghua Mountain?" Another expert asked.
"As long as we acknowledge you, it's fine." The expert from the Qinghua Mountain laughed. A moment later, Xie Yu's silhouette flickered as nine arms appeared at the same time, extending outwards and wrapping around the mountain. Rumbling sounds rang out as the mountain trembled and actually left the ground. However, in an instant, a thunderous boom rang out as Xie Yu was powerless as the mountain slammed into the ground.
"This mountain is too heavy." Xie Yu shook his head and sighed. There seemed to be a mysterious energy within the mountain. The stronger he was, the heavier the mountain would be.
"It's not the mountain that's heavy, it's a person." A voice drifted over, causing Xie Yu to frown. Turning his gaze over, he only saw a figure walking over, placing his palms on the mountain. He closed his eyes and quietly sensed it. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, only then did his palms move. In that instant, the mountain was lifted three feet off the ground.
Upon seeing this scene, the gazes of countless people turned to this person. This would be the first person to enter the Qinghua Mountain.
"Not bad, are you interested in joining the Qinghua Mountain?"
"Junior is more than willing." That person bowed, his words causing smiles to appear on the faces of those from the Qinghua Mountain. Since they came to the Xuan King City, they naturally had to obtain some harvest from this trip.
At this moment, Yin Ting walked towards the direction of the Violet Thunder Sect. On the viewing platform of the Violet Thunder Sect, there was an expert who bore a striking resemblance to Yin Ting.
"Junior's name is Yin Ting, I hope to take this opportunity to join the Violet Thunder Sect." Yin Ting bowed as he spoke. An expert from the Violet Thunder Sect glanced at the person who bore a striking resemblance to Yin Ting and asked, "This person is your nephew?"
"Yes." That middle-aged man smiled and nodded. He then turned to Yin Ting, "Do your best to fight for this opportunity."
"Yes, Uncle." Yin Ting nodded. Momentarily, the expert from the Violet Thunder Sect pressed his palm downwards, and an instant later, a space of lightning appeared in front of him. Within this space, an illusory figure could be seen standing there, his entire body bathed in violet lightning.
"After you enter the puppet formation, you have a total of seven steps. For every step you take, the puppet will send out a palm strike. If you can complete all seven steps, you are considered to have passed. You are not allowed to resist."
Yin Ting seriously nodded his head as he stepped into the space of lightning. And indeed, on the first step, the puppet blasted out a palm imprint of lightning, which Yin Ting withstood with his body.
On the second step, the might of lightning ravaged the area, becoming even more tyrannical; on the third step, the thunder roared; on the fourth step, the lightning was like the waves of a tsunami; on the fifth step, the lightning was like a ferocious beast … Yin Ting's body was directly flung through the air, unable to complete the fifth step.
"Not bad, perform well." The expert from the Violet Thunder Sect spoke. Even if Yin Ting's uncle was in the Violet Thunder Sect, he wouldn't be so lenient.
"Junior Xue Fei wishes to join the Heaven Cleaving Manor."
"Junior Feng Yunhe wishes to join the Divine Dragon Castle."
"Junior …"
In the training grounds, the experts from the various powers all took the initiative to join their respective sects. For a period of time, all nine sects took out their assessment methods, but the probability of passing was exceedingly low.
"Shang Qi, go and give it a try." In the spectator stands of Grand Shang, an expert from the King's Manor spoke to Shang Qi. Shang Qi nodded his head and stepped past the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. After which, he walked towards the entrance of the Battle Sword Sect as he stated, "Junior Shang Qi wishes to take a look at the assessment method of the Battle Sword Sect."
Lin Shuai glanced at Shang Qi. This person didn't say that he wanted to join the Battle Sword Sect, but rather, he wanted to take a look at the assessment method.
With a wave of Lin Shuai's palms, numerous beams of sword light floated in the air, transforming into nine rows that spanned across the entire space.
"This sword can kill the body and the heart. If you don't have a resolute heart, you will die for sure." Lin Shuai faintly spoke. Shang Qi inclined his head and stared at the nine rows of sword light. It was as though each row of sword light was condensed into an extremely sharp sword. He took a step forward and actually had the intention to retreat in his heart.
If one didn't have a resolute heart, they would die for sure.
When Shang Qi stepped onto the training grounds, the six chosen from the Nine Great Sects also appeared. Qin Wentian stepped out, moving towards the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation.
Yun Rou, upon seeing Qin Wentian walking over, called out, "The Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation is extremely dangerous, only Heaven's Chosen can enter. Why take the risk?"
"Many thanks for the reminder." Qin Wentian calmly replied. He was clad in black and exuded a grave and stern aura. Behind him, there were two mortal weapons strapped to his back. One was an axe, and the other was a long spear. The other two divine weapons were kept in his interspatial ring. He came here not for the sake of the nine great sects, but to kill!
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