After the darkness subsided, light gradually returned to his field of vision. When Jianchen could no longer see, he had already appeared in an extremely large hall. The hall could hold ten thousand people at the very least. Currently, the hall was filled with people. Many of them were in horrible shapes. They were all participants like Jianchen who had just been teleported out by a mysterious power.
"I wonder what kind of power was that just now. It was so powerful that it teleported everyone out of this space. Was it a Saint Ruler? Or was it an existence like the Holy Emperor or the Holy Emperor? " Jianchen still felt shocked inside. The power earlier was just far too powerful, so powerful that he actually felt like he could not resist it.
"Those who have a token, come and register with me. Those who don't have one, leave immediately. The door is right behind you." At this moment, a loud voice rang out from the front, echoing through the entire hall. An old man was seated at a long table at the front of the hall. He had been waiting for a long time, and there were two assistants sitting on either side of the old man. They were both very old people.
With that, quite a few people immediately walked to the back in dejection or calmness. They left through the door. After they left, there were only around two hundred people left in the hall.
Jianchen had become the person who attracted the most attention. This was because other than him, everyone else was injured to a certain degree. They were all in horrible shapes. There were even a few people whose clothes had been ripped to the point where they could barely cover their bodies. They did not even have the most basic Space Belts. They also carried bags on their backs, but who knew what they contained.
Most of the people present were Great Saint Masters. There were only around a dozen Earth Saint Masters.
Jian Chen looked around. Over two hundred people were unfamiliar faces. He did not know any of them. Ming Dong, Qin Xiao, and the others were nowhere to be found.
"Looks like we've all been teleported out," Jianchen thought.
The two hundred people in the hall all walked toward the old man. When the first person arrived before him, he pulled out a few pitch-black tokens from his Space Belt and placed them before the old man politely.
The old man glanced around and said, "Five command arrows, confirmed."
Immediately, an old man beside him picked up a pen and wrote the number "5" on a sign. At the same time, he wrote it down on another piece of paper and said, "Report your name!"
"Liang Dezhong!" That participant said respectfully.
"Alright, you can leave now." The old man casually tossed the token to Liang Dezhong.
The third old man immediately put away the black arrow.
The three old men had a clear division of labor. One was responsible for checking and verifying the authenticity of the tokens, the second was responsible for registering them, and the third was responsible for collecting the tokens.
The second participant came to the table and took out three tokens and placed them on the table.
"Three command arrows, confirmed." The middle-aged old man said in a cold voice.
Immediately, an old man collected the tokens, while another old man began to record. After asking for the participant's name, he handed a token with the number "3" written on it to the participant.
The registration process was very fast. Those who received fewer tokens did not waste much time. Soon, dozens of people had finished registering and left the hall. These people collected at least two tokens, and the most was over eighty tokens. Among the dozens of people, there was not a single one with more than a hundred tokens. This scene made Jianchen very puzzled. How did those who collected dozens of tokens manage to keep them until now without being snatched away? This was because in the later stages of the elimination round, the tokens were almost all concentrated in the hands of a few powerhouses. Moreover, there were dozens and hundreds of tokens. Some of the top powerhouses even had hundreds of tokens on them. For example, Jiede Wukang and Shi Xiangran had more than two thousand tokens.
"Could it be that they've been hiding somewhere all this time?" Jianchen could not help but think.
"One hundred and twenty-six, confirmed!"
After dozens of people had registered, there was finally one person who had collected more than a hundred tokens.
Soon, more than a hundred people had finished registering. Among them, the person who had collected the most tokens had more than three hundred tokens.
When it was Jianchen's turn, the people behind him immediately became spirited. They stared at him with shining eyes. They were all curious as to how many tokens the only person in the hall had collected.
Jianchen raised his left hand and an exquisite ring was immediately exposed to everyone's eyes.
"That's a Space Ring!" Someone behind him immediately exclaimed. Those who could wear a Space Ring were either rich or noble. None of them were simple people. Among the mercenaries, those who could wear a Space Ring were without exception powerful people. This was because Space Rings were very precious. Many Earth Saint Masters did not even have one.
The three judges' expressions did not change at all. They continued to stare at Jianchen without any expression.
"Hualala!"
The sound of metal colliding continuously rang out. A large pile of pitch-black tokens rolled out from Jianchen's Space Ring. Very soon, they formed a small mountain on the table. The amount was so great that it was impossible to estimate it in a short amount of time.
The three old judges were immediately moved. They looked at Jiang Jianchen with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
After Jianchen poured out all the tokens from his Space Ring, he slowly lowered his right hand.
"Is there no more?" An old man asked as he looked at Jianchen with shining eyes.
Jianchen felt speechless. He shook his head and said, "There's no more!"
The people behind Jianchen were all dumbstruck. They had all been frightened by the number of tokens.
This time, the old man in charge of counting took some time to finish counting. He said, "One thousand eight hundred and seventy-three tokens, confirmed!"
When they heard this number, everyone behind Jianchen took a deep breath. Each and every one of their hearts began to beat vigorously. For those people who had only collected a few dozen tokens, or at most a hundred tokens, this number was really too great. It was a huge blow to them. They never thought that a young man who looked to be in his twenties would actually leave them far behind.
The three judges' attitude towards Jianchen changed quite a bit. The old man in charge of registration looked at Jianchen with a smile and said, "Little brother, what's your name?"
"Jianchen!"
"Very good, little brother Jianchen. Your results have shocked us. I hope you can continue to work hard and obtain good results in the upcoming promotion competition!" The old man in charge of registration had a smile on his face. He then wrote "one thousand eight hundred and seventy-three" on a plate and handed it to Jianchen. At the same time, he also recorded it on another piece of paper.
Holding the plate, Jianchen left without any reluctance. He left behind a large group of mercenaries who had yet to recover from their shock. They stood there blankly and stared at him with wooden faces.
"Jianchen, that young man's name is Jianchen!" Someone said in a low voice.
"Jianchen, I've heard of this name before. He's a person who emerged recently. I heard that he's very close to the five great experts. His strength is not weaker than them."
"So that's how it is. No wonder he could collect so many tokens. It turns out that his strength is already comparable to the five great experts."
… …
After walking out of the main hall, Jianchen discovered that this place was actually arranged like a courtyard house. In the middle was a huge open space surrounded by tall halls. Every hall was very large, and the hall he had just sat in was one of them. One after another, participants in a sorry state walked out from the various halls. The open space in the middle was already filled with people. In the middle of the crowd, there was a huge spatial gate that was ten meters tall, flickering with multicolored light. Through the spatial gate, one could vaguely see a huge stone statue and some familiar scenery.
"Jianchen, over here, we're over here!" A familiar voice came from afar. Ming Dong was waving and shouting at him from afar. Beside him, Huang Luan, Dugu Feng, and the others were all there.
Seeing that they were actually together, Jianchen's eyes revealed a trace of pleasant surprise. He originally thought that they were randomly sent to different places. He didn't expect to meet them outside.
They gathered together very soon, and all of them were overjoyed.
"Mercenary City is just far too powerful. They've actually created so many spaces," Ming Dong sighed emotionally.
Jianchen's heart skipped a beat. He asked, "Are we still in a space?"
Ming Dong nodded, "That's right. This place is still an independent space. Do you see that spatial gate? We can only truly return to the Tian Yuan Continent through that spatial gate."
Jianchen was not too surprised because he knew that he was not in Mercenary City when he saw what was inside the spatial gate. He had just never thought that he would be in an independent space.
"Let's go out. The great elder is probably waiting anxiously for us," Qin Xiao suddenly said.
Afterwards, they walked towards the Space Gate together. When they emerged from the Space Gate, they were already standing in the huge square at the center of Mercenary City. Nearby, a huge stone statue stood there. The statue was extremely lifelike, as if it was a real person. It was filled with a supreme charm. Its head was slightly raised as it gazed into the distant horizon. It was as if it could see through the void and see through the world.
"Although I wasn't born in Mo Tianyun's era, I've heard quite a few legends about him. In the past, the founder of Mercenary City, Mo Tianyun, was invincible. He repelled the experts of the Bai clan all by himself and preserved the Tian Yuan Continent. His might was unprecedented, but unfortunately, he still couldn't stop the erosion of time," Dugu Feng murmured as he stared deeply at the statue. His emotions were mixed.
Huang Luan also stared deeply at Mo Tianyun's statue before saying to Jianchen, "It's time for me to leave. Let's part ways here. I hope I can see you in the finals."
"Take care! Also, be careful of Shi Xiangran and the others. They've come prepared this time. Your uncles Tian and Yun will probably be in trouble, "Jianchen sternly warned.
"It's fine. They won't dare to do anything in Mercenary City," Huang Luan did not mind. She stared deeply at Jianchen before turning around and leaving without looking back.
Jianchen turned his head to look at Yun Zheng and Senior An. He clasped his hands, "Gentlemen, it's time for us to part. May we meet again someday!"
"Hold on, Jianchen. I've heard from Jianchen that you seem to have formed a mercenary group. I wonder if that's true," Senior An suddenly said as he stared at Jianchen in interest.
Jianchen's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. He smiled, "That's right. I have indeed formed a mercenary group. Do you want to join us, Senior An?"
Senior An chuckled as he rubbed his bald head, "Yeah, Jianchen. I want to join you, but I wonder if that's possible. You're both so powerful and so talented. I believe that I'll definitely have a bright future if I follow you."
"Of course you're welcome." Jianchen beamed as he agreed in a hurry. He then looked at Yun Zheng and smiled, "Does brother Yun Zheng want to join us as well?"
Yun Zheng smiled, "If brother Jianchen doesn't mind, I'll follow you in the future. Senior An is right. I believe that I'll definitely have a brighter future if I follow you."
Jianchen was more than happy to have the two of them join, so he agreed without hesitation. Right now, the Flame Mercenaries were in need of experts. The addition of two Earth Saint Masters was extremely important to the mercenaries' development.
"Haha, it's great now. Our Flame Mercenaries has become a little stronger. I believe that we'll definitely be able to make the Flame Mercenaries shine brightly on the Tian Yuan Continent," Ming Dong laughed happily as well.
Afterward, everyone made their way to the inn. Qin Xiao and the others had agreed with the great elder that they would meet up at the inn once they came out.
Dugu Feng was not with Jianchen. The seniors of the Dugu clan were waiting for him, so he needed to return.
Jianchen and Ming Dong returned to the inn with Senior An, Yun Zheng, and Qin Xiao. As soon as they entered, they saw the great elder sitting before a table. The table was already filled with dishes.
The Tianqin clan's great elder glanced over everyone indifferently. When he saw that Qin Xiao and the Zither Master were safe and sound, he could not help but smile happily. He said, "Come, sit down. I've already prepared good wine and food. I'm just waiting for you to return safely."
This was the first time Jianchen had seen the great elder smile since he had met him. It was also the first time he had spoken so amiably. Even Qin Xiao was no exception. At that moment, Qin Xiao and the Zither Master both felt rather restrained.
"I'm sorry for making Grand Elder worry." Qin Xiao bowed respectfully before sitting down at the table with everyone else.
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