Just how much strength was needed to suppress him? This point caused Yang Xun to mutter in his heart. However, he was sure that Xiao Yang's strength had increased greatly after he stepped into King Wu's Rank Eight. Otherwise, how could he have such great strength?
When he thought of this, Yang Xun felt a little better in his heart. He then looked at Xiao Yang's calm and collected appearance. How good was his mental fortitude to be able to completely ignore all these filthy words and not affect his emotions?
Soon, Yang Xun and Xiao Yang entered the Western Divine Temple and settled down in one of the corners.
However, the people here were very repulsed by Xiao Yang. No one was willing to come close to them. Instead, they could keep a distance. However, their mouths were not idle and they continued to talk.
At this time, Xiao Yang also began to observe the situation in the Western Divine Temple. It was a very spacious place, but in the center, there was a statue of a god.
The statue of a god was a little out of place with the layout of the Realm of the Gods. The statue of a god looked very simple and did not use a single bit of gold leaf or jade. It seemed to be made of simple clay.
To be able to place a statue of a god in such a large place, and to be the only one of its kind, the statue of a god must have a great background. Otherwise, how could it be able to obtain such a large territory in this precious land?
More than ten feet in front of the Realm of the Gods, there was a stone platform with a map on it. It was about eight feet wide and ten feet long!
As it was not time yet, they could only wait quietly. Looking up, although they had not entered the secret territory yet, the division of the forces was already incisively and vividly displayed.
The people of a group or force were all standing together.
However, because of Xiao Yang's appearance, the topic of some of the teams had also turned to him.
After a while, a little girl also skipped over and said, "Second brother, you made me look for you."
As the little girl said, she seemed a little angry. She put her hands on her hips and her face looked round because of her anger.
Xiao Yang also knew this little girl. She was Zi Ying, the one who called herself Big Sister!
When he saw Zi Ying, Yang Xun's expression immediately became much more unsightly. He said, "Little sister, weren't you accompanying Princess Mingzhu?"
"Yes, but I came over when the second round of assessment started." Zi Ying seemed to have no idea what Yang Xun meant and said to herself.
Yang Xun also felt a little hopeless. There were some things that couldn't be said openly, and there was no way to say it.
"Now that you've seen it, you can rest assured. Go back quickly." Yang Xun urged.
Zi Ying shook her head. She blinked her big eyes and said strangely, "We are a family. Where do you want me to go?"
These words caused Yang Xun to be in complete despair. This little sister of his who didn't care about worldly affairs and had a young temperament was really going to make him anxious to death.
Looking at Yang Xun's awkward expression, Zi Ying did not look at him. Instead, her gaze fell on Xiao Yang. She mischievously said, "What's wrong? You don't know how to greet people after not seeing each other for a few days?"
"Big sister, I saw you and brother catching up, so I didn't dare to disturb you," Xiao Yang said pretentiously.
Hearing those words, Zi Ying smiled with satisfaction. She had a very satisfied appearance.
Immediately after, Zi Ying walked up to Xiao Yang. She reached out her hand but realized that she was being lightly touched. Xiao Yang immediately squatted down and let the little girl pat his shoulder.
"You're a very sensible little brother. I'm very satisfied. In the second round of assessment, you'll be able to enter the Tomb of the God of Sin by watching me and my second brother's performance," Zi Ying said very happily.
Hearing this, Yang Xun's heart was filled with helplessness.
It was not that he did not acknowledge Zi Ying's strength. On the contrary, Zi Ying's talent was more powerful than his and Unrivaled God's. She was recognized as the number one pearl in the Royal family, and she was the number two!
However, Zi Ying was really too young and immature. Therefore, it was not a good thing for her to be separated from the rest of the group.
Looking at this little girl now, it was obvious that she did not want to go back.
Yang Xun knew his sister very well. Once she had decided on something, even his father could not change her mind, let alone him.
Yang Xun held his forehead. It seemed like a tough battle was going to begin soon.
"Then I'll have to thank big sister for your help," Xiao Yang said with a grin.
In Xiao Yang's opinion, this little girl was indeed very interesting.
After a while, an old man and a middle-aged man walked up to the statue.
"Silence!"
Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on the two of them.
"I'm the Prime Minister of the God Realm, Jiang Zhangqing. Under the orders of the Emperor God, I'm here to supervise the second round of assessment with De King," the old man said slowly.
De King had a smile on his face, but his gaze was constantly wandering around the field, intentionally or unintentionally passing through various places.
"The God Realm Grand Tournament is a major event in the God Realm. We carry out the wishes of our ancestors to select talents for the Heavenly Dao," Jiang Zhangqing said loudly.
Soon after, Jiang Zhangqing began a long speech. What he said was nothing more than the reason for the God Realm Grand Tournament to be passed down and where his efforts were.
This long speech made many impatient cultivators extremely anxious. On the contrary, this old man was still speaking in an unhurried tone. It even felt like he was about to fall asleep.
On the other hand, Xiao Yang listened with great interest. It was because he did not know much about the God Realm that he was like this. The others had already memorized this information by heart. They could even recite it backwards. How could they find it fresh?
At this moment, the one who was acting the most unnatural was Zi Ying. She looked like she was about to fall asleep. If she was given a bed, she might really fall asleep.
Yang Xun's expression was still normal. Perhaps this was related to his personality. He had a high tolerance for these boring speeches.
Time passed slowly, but Jiang Zhangqing didn't seem to feel thirsty at all. He was still talking tirelessly.
De King's gaze was still wandering as if he had not stopped for a moment. Of course, he did not move at all. As for Xiao Yang, he only knew this through his perception.
After all, De King's consciousness had passed by them a few times.
After a long time, Jiang Zhangqing coughed and said, "The second round of the Grand Tournament will be held in the Ten Directions Eight Wasteland Map bestowed by the Emperor God!"
Once they heard the words "competition", many people immediately woke up from their sleep. Their eyes became bright and full of expression. This was the moment they had been waiting for.
Some people were even cursing silently. The nonsense was finally over.
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