On the ninth floor of the Dragon Pagoda.
More than thirty Martial Dao experts from the One Dao, Six Palaces, and Nine Courtyards of the Absolute Dragon Dao were present.
The four Venerables, Qing Xuan, Xue Yun, Jiuyang, and Liufeng, were also present. All of them were staring at a crystal ball, at a slowly moving light spot.
"The cauldron has entered the wasteland of the Dragon Realm. Let's begin!"
"Alright. Everyone, get into position. Activate the Sky Shrouding Array."
"Ten thousand years of planning, success or failure depends on this one move!"
"For the sake of justice, I will die with no regrets!"
…
There was no danger on the Black Plains. Lin Xuan didn't see any other living beings except for a few assassins from the Dragon Soul Hall.
After a day and a night, he finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Looking up, the Dragon Realm Mountain reached into the sky. It looked like it was made of black iron, but it also looked like a rusty sword that had been through a lot.
On the top half of the mountain, there was a faint purple light. It looked like a divine canopy that was full of vitality.
On the empty ground at the foot of the mountain, thousands of young assassins sat cross-legged like stone statues.
Some guards in silver armor were scattered around. They looked straight ahead and stood with their hands on their swords. The atmosphere was solemn and serious.
On a thirty-feet-tall platform, a burly man in a golden armor sat boldly. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the setting sun in the sky, like a dozing beast, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
On the table next to him, an hourglass was showing the time quietly. It was almost over.
Lin Xuan walked up to the platform. A guard in silver armor came up to him and asked coldly, "Which sect are you from?"
"Zhao Chong of the Thunder Sect of the Sky Wolf City," Lin Xuan said.
"Age?"
"Twenty."
"Hometown?"
"Yunyue City of the Chu Zhou City."
"Hand over the token and wait over there!"
After verifying the basic information and confirming that there were no mistakes, Lin Xuan handed over his identity token and turned to leave the platform.
"Wait!"
The golden-armored man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xuan with a sharp gaze. He said indifferently, "Show me your Fighting Soul."
"O … Okay!"
Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment. He instantly felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, causing him to be secretly alarmed.
An expert! This guy was definitely an expert!
Lin Xuan didn't dare delay, and he hurriedly formed seals with his hands before slowly pushing them out. With a light hiss, a black snake shaped sword soul coiled out, and it emitted a sharp cold light.
"Hmph, you really are trash. Get down."
The golden-armored man chuckled disdainfully and waved his hand impatiently.
Lin Xuan's face flushed red. He seemed to be a little angry, but he didn't dare to say anything. He angrily walked down the stage.
He secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Thanks to Mu Qingning's Hibernating Qi Pearl, he would have been exposed in the first round.
Walking to the Lei Sect area, Lin Xuan saw Mu Qingning and dozens of assassins from the Lei Sect. Everyone was quietly sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, without any distractions.
Lin Xuan knew that these people were not cultivating at the moment, but were praying. They were expressing their most sincere worship to the Dragon God, hoping to receive the best treasures from the son of the Dragon God.
Since these people were here, they would basically be given the seeds of the Dragon Claw Vines.
However, the seeds of the Dragon Claw Vines were divided into grades, namely the Iron Dragon Claw, Silver Dragon Claw, and Golden Dragon Claw. With each grade, the power and potential of the Dragon Claw Vines would be vastly different.
Among them, the Iron Dragon Claw was the most common, and everyone who came would get one.
The Silver Dragon Claw was very rare, and there might not be one in a thousand people who could get it.
The Golden Dragon Claw was even rarer, and there might not even be one in a few hundred years.
Sensing Lin Xuan's arrival, Mu Qingning only coldly glanced at him, and then closed her eyes again, as if they were strangers.
Lin Xuan smiled indifferently, and like the others, he sat down and stared blankly.
Time passed quietly.
At the moment when the sun set, the hourglass on the high platform ran out of sand.
The golden-armored man stood up, stretched, and asked indifferently, "How many people are here?"
"Reporting to Lord Envoy, there are a total of 1076 people!" The silver-armored guard respectfully replied.
The golden-armored man nodded in a lazy manner, and said, "Hmm, there are more seeds this time than last time, so that's not bad. Alright, let's stop here … "
"Wait a minute —"
Suddenly, a voice came from afar.
The golden-armored man frowned and looked over, only to see a white figure quickly approaching from five to six miles away.
It was actually Hong Jiantao.
Hong Jiantao was panting heavily, and he was covered in sweat. His white clothes were stained with blood, and he was in a very sorry state.
He glanced over and hurriedly wanted to run up the stage to register.
However, the golden-armored man glanced at him with disdain and turned to leave.
The silver-armored guard seemed to understand his superior's intentions, and he immediately sneered. He blocked Hong Jiantao's path and shouted coldly, "You're late! Go back! "
Hong Jiantao's expression changed, and he hurriedly argued, "Why! It's not dark yet — "
"The 10-day hourglass has been used up. Don't bother, or don't blame the sword for being blind!" the silver-armored guard said coldly.
"You!"
Hong Jiantao was furious. He pointed at the silver-armored guard and shouted, "Do you know who I am? I am Hong Jiantao from the Thunder Sect, and my second uncle, Hong Feng, is a Blood Dragon Guard from the Temple! How dare you … "
The silver-armored guard's expression changed slightly. He was only a guard in the Temple, and his status was far from that of the Blood Dragon Guard.
At this moment, the golden-armored man turned around and looked at Hong Jiantao with a contemptuous smile. "Boy, I said you're late, so you're late! If you're not convinced, you can ask Hong Feng to come and find me! Mm, my name is Gu Longxiang! "
"Gu Longxiang?"
Hong Jiantao's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He had heard of this name before.
Gu Longxiang was the chief executive of the Dragon Soul Hall, and he had 500 silver-armored swordsmen under his command. He was also a God Gang Realm expert and was very powerful.
More importantly, Gu Longxiang had a younger brother named Gu Xinghun, who was currently the only Holy Son of the Dragon Soul Hall, and his status was extremely respected.
Although Hong Jiantao's uncle was a powerful Blood Dragon Guard, how could he be compared with the Holy Son's status?
For a moment, Hong Jiantao was a little dumbfounded.
Seeing that Gu Longxiang was about to leave, he suddenly looked fierce and hurriedly shouted, "Sir, wait a minute!"
"Mm?"
Gu Longxiang was a little angry. He looked at Hong Jiantao unkindly. If this boy couldn't say something, he decided to teach him a lesson.
"Sir, as long as you're willing to let me pass, I can tell you a secret, a priceless secret!" Hong Jiantao said with a smile.
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