The Land of Enlightenment.
It was created by the three Divine Lords of the Human Race during the Mythological Era. Its purpose was to benefit the later generations.
This was also the reason why the Human Race could stand tall on the Hundred Races Continent for so many years. The Land of Enlightenment had created countless experts and elites for the Human Race.
It could be said that at least eighty to ninety percent of the Human Race's experts had entered the Land of Enlightenment. The reason was naturally because of the Land of Enlightenment's uniqueness. A day's cultivation was equivalent to a year's cultivation in the outside world. This could greatly shorten the time spent in the early stages and allow one to break through to the final realm.
After all, everyone's lifespan was limited. The more vigorous one's qi and blood was, the more likely one could break through to the peak.
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The top ten of the New Rising Competition: Feng Hao, Yan Qing, and Joan Of Arc from the Human Emperor Palace, Samsara from the Deathgod Palace, Remnant Shadow and two young students from the Asura Palace, Leng Yu Sen, Leng Heng, and Xu Wu.
Feng Hao, who was in first place, could cultivate in the Land of Enlightenment for a year. Remnant Shadow, who was in second place, could only cultivate for eight months. Samsara, who was in third place, could also cultivate for half a year. As for the top ten, they could only cultivate for a month.
When Feng Hao, Yan Qing, Joan Of Arc, and Samsara arrived at the designated valley, they saw that the other six were already waiting there.
No matter how talented one was, no one could underestimate the Land of Enlightenment, even if one had a supreme physique.
When the other six saw the four of them rushing over together, there was a complicated look in their eyes.
This was mainly because of Samsara.
His identity was extremely special. He could probably represent the Deathgod Palace.
After all, his performance in the Grand Competition was too outstanding. In the past thousands of years, the Exterminating God's Mansion had never produced such a person. Even a Divine Body could be easily eliminated. His identity and talent were more or less guessed by others.
And now, he was actually together with Feng Hao from the Human Emperor Palace. Didn't this mean something?
Looking at Feng Hao, Leng Yu Sen's eyes were as cold as a mirror, without the slightest emotion.
He was filled with hatred. Because of his misjudgment, he was defeated.
Although he understood this logic — if he was in the outside world, he might have already died once — he was unwilling to accept it. He wanted to regain his face and defeat Feng Hao. He didn't believe that there was anyone in the Heavenly Academy who could contend against him. The same went for the afterimage. However, he was aware of his own shortcomings …
There was nothing wrong with using the advantage of his realm to suppress his opponent. However, even if he had the Asura Divine Physique, could it be that there was no other physique in this world that was more tyrannical?
Technique was definitely an important factor.
All six of them had different thoughts, but only Leng Yusen stepped forward.
"He's here."
Even Remnant Shadow's peripheral vision was paying attention to everything that was happening.
Everyone knew that Leng Yu Sen had lost miserably. With his arrogant temperament, it was naturally difficult for him to accept.
"Don't worry."
Seeing the worried gazes of Joan Of Arc and Yan Qing, Feng Hao smiled and gave them a reassuring look. Then, he strolled forward and met Leng Yu Sen's eyes without any fear.
Although the Supreme King of Hell Physique was tyrannical, as an Ethereal Physique, he was not inferior.
"I will trample you under my feet."
Leng Yu Sen stared coldly at Feng Hao and said with a bone-chilling voice.
"Haha, is that so?"
Fenghao was not angry. On the contrary, he gave a faint smile and was very calm.
Strangely, after defeating Leng Yu Sen, the Illusionary Martial Vortex was much calmer than before. It was completely under Fenghao's control.
"Hmph."
His calmness caused Leng Yu Sen's heart to burn with rage. His eyes were like hells from hell, capable of imprisoning and freezing everything. Snorting coldly, he turned around and stood off to the side, not saying a word.
He wasn't impulsive. After all, this wasn't the place to fight.
Although the Elysium Academy's mountain range was blessed by the wise sages and ordinary people couldn't destroy it, if the two of them fought, the surrounding mountains would still collapse.
This wasn't a good thing for the Elysium. Moreover, even if he had the Supreme King of Hell Physique, he would still be punished if he didn't reveal his identity.
Feng Hao naturally didn't care. He cast a meaningful glance at Leng Yu Sen and stood together with the two girls and Samsara. They were chatting and laughing. They were the most lively group among the ten.
When a blue light appeared on the horizon, the door to the small wooden house in the valley opened, and a somewhat unsteady old man walked out from inside.
Almost in an instant, everyone's gaze fell on the old man.
The old man was wearing ordinary grey clothes. His appearance was also very ordinary. His eyes were turbid and he seemed to be on the verge of death. There wasn't the slightest energy fluctuation coming from his body. He was trembling and even walking was a little difficult, as if he would collapse at the next step.
Even so, no one dared to look down on him. On the contrary, they were filled with deep veneration.
"This should be one of the experts hidden in the academy."
A purple light flashed in Feng Hao's eyes.
In the academy, the more ordinary a person looked, the more extraordinary they were. Because they lived in seclusion in various inconspicuous corners of the academy, they didn't attract attention. However, if something unexpected happened, they would be like a hidden dragon or tiger that would deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
When he came close, the slightly hunchbacked old man suddenly straightened his back. His eyes were dazzling, like the bright sun, and in an instant, he swept his gaze over the ten people …
In that instant, Feng Hao had a feeling that his soul was exposed to the old man's sight. His identity was completely exposed.
"Swish."
Before anyone could react, the old man suddenly made his move and directly grabbed Xu Wu's neck. As if he was imprisoned, Xu Wu couldn't move at all. His face was flushed red.
Such a strange movement startled everyone. They didn't understand what was happening.
"Hurry up and reveal yourself."
Although the old man was old, his voice was like a thunderclap. A force shot out from his hand, and in an instant, cracks appeared on Xu Wu's face, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.
"Swish, swish, swish …"
Four people wearing black clothes appeared in the valley. They took Xu Wu from the old man's hands and disappeared without a trace. It was as if they had never been there.
Under everyone's astonished and shocked gazes, the old man once again returned to his normal state. With his back hunched, he walked step by step towards his wooden house.
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