"Those who are participating in the competition, enter the square. Those who are not, leave immediately."
Following the elder's words, there was another commotion in the square. Some people left, some entered. However, all pairs of eyes were looking in the same direction from time to time.
Without a doubt, as soon as Feng Hao's identity was exposed, many people naturally mistook Liu Canyan as the lady in white.
After all, the guardian of the Poison God Residence didn't dare to make a move after being threatened by her. This already proved that Liu Canyan's strength was extraordinary.
"The Emperor's Residence is going to rise …"
Seeing Samsara and the others getting closer to Feng Hao, many people in the crowd sighed in their hearts.
This time, no matter the result of the Emperor's Residence, his position would be unshakable.
At the Palace of Hell, Leng Yesen squinted his eyes. His gaze was focused, but his eyes were flickering as if he was thinking about something.
He was the Supreme Underworld Heavenly Body. Although he could only control 30% of his Divine Power at the moment, it was not to be underestimated. Even if it was an Eight Acupores, he could still fight back. Moreover, he had the advantage of the realm.
Right now, he was thinking about the Spiritual Orb.
He had left a spiritual mark on the Spiritual Orb. Therefore, as long as the Spiritual Orb still existed in the world, he would be able to sense it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to chase after Xie Yandong.
Not long after the Heaven-Battling Tomb, he sensed that he had completely lost contact with the Spiritual Orb.
In other words, there was only one possibility — the Spiritual Orb no longer existed in this world.
Therefore, he did somewhat believe Fenghao's words just now. However, his heart was unwilling and his anger did not diminish.
That was the Spiritual Orb. There were many rumors about the Spiritual Orb, but there was no exception. The Spiritual Orb was directly related to immortality.
The Spiritual Orb was the most precious treasure in the world. It was a divine item that even immortal organizations would go crazy for.
How could he give it up?
"Heaven-Battling Tomb …"
Leng Yesen's heart twitched.
This was the tomb of the Great Sage, the number one person below the Great Emperor. Back then, he had been able to draw his sword against the Great Emperor as a Great Sage. His courage and strength were unparalleled.
Now that the Heavenbattle Ancient Tomb was closed, it meant that the Spirit Bead could not be taken out.
How could he not be annoyed?
"I will definitely make you pay."
After a while, his eyes were covered with a layer of cold light, flickering with an eerie light.
Beside the other pillar, the afterimage was much calmer. His long, blood-red hair was draped over his shoulders, making him look like a blood demon. His crimson eyes were filled with killing intent, but they looked strangely calm, as if victory was already in his grasp. Nothing in the surroundings could disturb his mind and enter his eyes.
…
Qing Wu still refused to speak, which made Feng Hao look a little sad. Behind him, Yan Qing wanted to say something but was stopped by Wan Xin.
At this time, no matter what they said, it would be useless. Moreover, it might even have the opposite effect.
"This little girl …"
Xue Yan and Xue Mo's eyes were filled with surprise. The way they looked at Feng Hao was different.
This person's good fortune was simply too abundant.
"Uncle, are you really Nannan's father?"
Qing Wu was holding Little Qing Meng's hand. Her eyes were bright and innocent, and her voice was very soft and sweet like a divine spring.
"Of course."
Feng Hao squatted down. After seeing the abnormality in her eyes, he could not help but feel a pain in his heart. His expression was unnatural, and the smile on his face was very forced.
"Nannan also thinks that uncle is family, but why can't Nannan remember you, uncle?"
Little Qing Meng tilted her head and asked in confusion.
"Nannan, no, your name is Meng 'er, Feng Qingmeng. Daddy promises that Little Meng will definitely remember Daddy."
Feng Hao raised his hand and swore in front of the little girl.
"Okay."
A sweet smile bloomed on the little girl's petite face. She broke free from Qing Wu's restraints and stretched out a pair of soft hands to caress Feng Hao's face. "Uncle, don't be sad. Meng 'er will call uncle daddy from now on, okay?"
"Okay, okay …"
Feng Hao felt a little sour in his nose. He pulled Little Qing Meng into his arms.
At the side, Joan Of Arc and the other two girls' eyes turned red when they saw this scene. Qing Wu tilted her head, and a complicated expression appeared in her eyes.
She did not know why, but when she saw Feng Hao sad, her heart actually could not bear it. It seemed that … she also felt pain.
"Wu 'er, you and Meng' er don't participate in the competition, okay?"
Feng Hao stood up with Little Qing Meng in his arms and said to Qing Wu with a serious face.
Of course, it was not that he did not believe in Little Qing Meng's strength, but he did not want Little Qing Meng's physique to be exposed. This would cause more unnecessary trouble.
At the same time, this was also the reason why he suppressed his desire to destroy the God of Poison Residence.
After all, Little Qing Meng had a Supreme Poison Body. The God of Poison Residence would sooner or later submit to her.
"Okay."
Qing Wu glanced at him and hesitated for a moment. Then, he took Little Qing Meng and stood outside the square.
In less than a moment, the commotion in the square finally subsided. Liu Canyan stood beside Qing Wu with a smile. From time to time, she would tease Little Qing Meng and play with the little girl.
She had an eccentric personality that was hard to fathom. No one knew exactly what she was thinking.
The massive square wasn't fully occupied. Many people had already left the square. Although there weren't many people standing on the square, only around a thousand, every single one of them were either from the various Extraordinary factions, or had obtained great fortuitous encounters and made a name for themselves in the younger generation.
On the high platform, the three people in charge swept their eyes across the square. After a quick glance, they looked at each other and nodded slightly.
"I announce that the Newcomer Grand Competition officially begins."
The voice of the white-haired elder resounded through the square.
"The first round is the elimination round."
The person in charge of the Palace of Hell stood out with a cold face. He extended his hand and sprinkled jade pendants. They landed accurately in the hands of everyone standing in the square.
"Buzz …"
As his voice fell, a shocking buzzing sound was heard. A mysterious formation slowly formed in the sky above the square. It was like a whirlpool, about to swallow everyone.
"In the world inside, there are only a hundred wild beasts. Based on the crystal cores of the wild beasts, you can pass the first round as long as you collect one crystal core. Similarly, if you don't collect a crystal core, you will be eliminated."
His words were extremely cold and his eyes were indifferent. "If you encounter any danger you cannot resist, you can return to the square as long as you crush the jade pendant in your hands. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
Everyone replied in unison. Their fighting spirit soared.
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