Looking up, there were three flagpoles that were more than ten feet tall erected on top of the pavilion. The three wide flags were fluttering in the sea breeze, looking very eye-catching.
The flags were engraved with the symbols of the Yuan Mo Sect, the Heavenly Moon Sect, and the Hall of Blood.
In front of the pavilion, there was an open square where a platform of seven or eight feet tall was built. The platform was surrounded by hundreds of human Loose Cultivators.
Disciples dressed in the uniforms of the three sects were busy on the platform. From time to time, there would be Loose Cultivators going up the platform, as if they were registering.
Liu Ming and the others gradually approached the platform.
"I've heard that this Grand Immortal Ascension Assembly is mainly about fighting. Loose Cultivators who wish to participate in the Grand Immortal Ascension Assembly must register with the Three Great Sects. Then, they will be arranged to compete in a one-on-one arena according to their cultivation level. Only those who win three rounds will be able to pass the screening. Then, the Three Great Sects will have their Spirit Veins appraised by the Three Great Sects' Liquid Level seniors. If they pass, they will be able to enter the Three Great Sects.
Liu Ming's gaze fell on the disciples of the three sects on the platform. They were all disciples of the Spirit Apostle Stage. The highest cultivation was only at the Late Spirit Apostle Stage.
Then, he turned his gaze and looked at the tall pavilion behind him. All the Liquid Level cultivators were there.
He raised his eyebrows.
Through his divine sense, he sensed that a rather familiar person should be among them.
In the pavilion, a slim female cultivator in white stood by the window, looking at the crowd in the open space in front of her.
The female cultivator had a beautiful appearance, but her expression was very cold. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and carried a white long sword on her back, faintly emitting a trace of frost Sword Qi.
A series of footsteps could be heard. The female cultivator in white turned around and saw a young man walking up the stairs.
"Greetings, Martial Aunt Zhang." The young man respectfully bowed to the female cultivator.
"Alright, no need to be so polite. How is it going?" The female cultivator in white waved her hand and asked.
"As of today, the number of Loose Cultivators who have registered for the conference has exceeded three hundred." The young man said.
"Since the number has reached the target, let's start screening quickly. The Sea Clan near Twin Turtle Island has been restless recently. We have to hurry up to avoid any accidents." The female cultivator in white nodded and walked down the stairs. At the same time, she gave the order.
"Yes." The young man followed behind and hurriedly agreed. He then stole a glance at the white-robed female cultivator in front of him, and a look of awe flashed through his eyes.
This white-clothed female cultivator was not only the highest person in charge of the Yunchuan Alliance in Twin Turtle Island, but also one of the Three Truths and Six Sons of the Yunchuan Alliance. Her cultivation had reached the peak of the Condensation Period late stage, and her sword controlling technique was even more superb. She had killed countless Sea Clan, and her reputation had spread far and wide. Moreover, her special physique of the Sword Communication Spirit Body was favored by the Crystallization Period elders of various sects in Yunchuan. She was now the most promising Condensation Period spiritual master in the Alliance to advance to the Crystallization Period.
"By the way, how is Fellow Daoist Xue Chan?" The female cultivator suddenly turned her head and asked.
"I heard from the people of the Hall of Blood that Martial Uncle Xue Can's injuries have yet to recover and is still in seclusion to recuperate." The young man hurriedly replied.
The female cultivator furrowed her eyebrows, then nodded and said nothing more.
The two of them quickly walked out of the pavilion and arrived at the high platform in front of them.
The appearance of the female cultivator caused the loose cultivators gathered around the high platform to immediately start discussing.
"This senior is carrying a long sword on her back. She should be the person in charge of this Immortal Ascension Assembly, Senior Zhang Xiuniang of the Heavenly Moon Sect." Near the high platform, the large man surnamed Yue said to Liu Ming.
Liu Ming acted as if he didn't hear it, and looked at the white-clothed female on the high platform with a somewhat stunned expression.
The large man surnamed Yue looked strangely at Liu Ming, but tactfully didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and began to discuss with a few of his subordinates about going to register.
Liu Ming finally withdrew his gaze, and a strange expression appeared on his face.
Back then, he had experienced seven lifetimes of fate with Zhang Xiuniang in the illusionary world of the Dream Lingering Parasite Worm, causing him to always have a strange feeling towards this woman.
Now that he suddenly looked back, it had already been a hundred years. Meeting again here, he naturally felt quite sad in his heart.
Speaking of which, among all the disciples of the Heavenly Moon Sect, apart from that little girl Qian Ruping, he only had a bit of friendship with this woman.
However, the current situation was not suitable for them to meet directly. He planned to wait for an opportunity to meet with this woman.
On the high platform, Zhang Xiuniang didn't notice Liu Ming. She whispered a few words to the youth beside her.
The youth nodded and took a step forward. In a clear voice, he said to the many loose cultivators below the platform, "As of today, there have already been over three hundred cultivators who have registered for the Immortal Ascension Assembly. Registration for the early stages of the assembly will end here. Tomorrow, we will begin the arena selection. The specific process will be revealed tomorrow. Fellow Daoists who have registered for the Immortal Ascension Assembly should rest and build up your energy for tomorrow's arena battles."
As soon as these words were spoken, the loose cultivators around the high platform immediately clamored and began to discuss with each other.
"Fellow Daoist of the Heavenly Moon Sect, I have a few good friends who have also heard of the Immortal Ascension Assembly's fame, but they haven't made it here yet. I wonder if we can postpone the registration for a few days?" Below the high platform, a large man in a grey robe raised his voice and said.
"Haha, everyone, don't worry. This time, our Yunchuan Alliance has come here to recruit more disciples than just the three hundred people who have registered. The Immortal Ascension Assembly will continue to be held. Those who can't make it in time for this round, there's still the future. There's no need to be anxious." The youth said with a chuckle.
Hearing these words, everyone below the platform immediately felt at ease.
"There's one more thing that I think everyone is clear about. Right now, the Sea Race is wantonly expanding their forces, hunting and killing our human cultivators everywhere. The higher-ups of the Yunchuan Alliance have decided to build a stronghold on this Twin Turtle Island. As long as you are a human cultivator, as long as your identity is clear, you can stay here as a foreign affairs disciple of our Yunchuan Alliance. Together, we can resist the invasion of the Sea Race. "The youth paused and continued to speak in a clear voice.
When the rogue cultivators around the high platform heard this, their faces changed, and then their expressions changed. Only a small number of people looked excited and applauded loudly. Most of the rogue cultivators looked a little timid.
The youth looked at the expressions of the people around him and frowned. When he was about to say a few words, suddenly a long laugh came from afar.
"Fellow cultivators, it's fine if you borrow a place to recruit some disciples, but now you are openly expanding your forces on the Twin Turtle Island. Don't you look down on us too much!" Somewhere far away on the east side of the high platform, a group of black-robed people came over aggressively, and a gloomy voice sounded from the mouth of the leader.
Most of these black-robed people were thin and tall, with white skin and a strange blue color in their eyes. The leader was abnormally tall, and his black robe was embroidered with gold. Obviously, his status was much higher than the others.
When the rogue cultivators near the high platform saw the crowd coming over, their faces changed and they hurriedly retreated to the side.
"It's the people of the Jingjue Clan!" When the man surnamed Yue saw the people coming, his face also changed greatly, and he hurriedly took a few steps back with his people.
"The Jingjue Clan?" Liu Ming's face changed as he asked.
"They are the natives of the Twin Turtle Island, and they can be considered a very powerful foreign force on the island. There are several Liquid Level masters in the clan," the man surnamed Yue said in a low voice.
Liu Ming nodded slowly when he heard this. He turned his eyes and looked at the black-robed people. There were a few people there who had a very different aura than the others.
"So it's the patriarch of the Jingjue Clan. Zhang Xiuniang greets you." The Jingjue Clan walked near the high platform. Zhang Xiuniang waved her hand and let the silver-robed young man retreat, and said slowly.
"Fellow Zhang is too polite." Although the man in the black robe spoke arrogantly, he seemed to be a little afraid of Zhang Xiuniang. His pupils shrank slightly, and he said somewhat unnaturally.
"Patriarch, you seem to have a problem with our Yunchuan Alliance coming here?" Zhang Xiuniang's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and she said word by word.
"Hmph, the Jingjue Clan doesn't care about the conflict between you humans and the Sea Race. You can recruit some disciples here, but if you want to build a base here, you can't." The patriarch of the Jingjue Clan said in a tough tone.
"Oh, we humans have no intention of becoming enemies with the nobles. Building a base here is only to resist the Sea Race," Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed, and she said lightly.
"Hehe, you humans speak nicely, but once the Sea Race knows what you are doing here, they will definitely send people to attack. At that time, it is hard to guarantee that we, the natives of the Twin Turtle Island, will not be involved." The patriarch of the Jingjue Clan said coldly.
"Oh, then what does the patriarch mean?" Zhang Xiuniang's face seemed to be filled with anger, but it quickly subsided, and she said in a low voice.
For the human race to build a base on the Twin Turtle Island, they might need to unite with other forces on the island to resist the Sea Race, so they couldn't make things too awkward with the Jingjue Clan.
"It's simple. I heard that the Yunchuan Alliance has sent three Spirit Masters, all elites of the Yunchuan sects. Fellow Zhang is a sword cultivator, so your strength must be amazing. There are a few people in my clan who would like to ask for advice from the three of you in a three-on-three battle. If you win, whether it is recruiting disciples or building a base, I won't say a word. But if you lose, hehe, then from today on, human cultivators are not allowed to step into the Twin Turtle Island. "The patriarch of the Jingjue Clan laughed and said coldly.
Zhang Xiuniang's eyes flashed, and she looked up and down at the patriarch of the Jingjue Clan in front of her.
Although the Jingjue Clan had some strength on the Twin Turtle Island, their strength was at best similar to a large cultivation clan on the Yunchuan Continent. Now that they dared to openly confront the Yunchuan Alliance, it was really beyond her expectations.
Hearing this, the surrounding loose cultivators all showed expressions of dissatisfaction, and they all began to make a racket.
"What, you actually want to prohibit all human cultivators from entering the Twin Turtle Island, your Jingjue Clan has gone too far!"
"That's right, this is not the territory of your Jingjue Clan."
"Besides, we are just loose cultivators, not people of the Yunchuan Alliance."
Among the crowd, the corner of Liu Ming's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a trace of a cold smile.
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