Xiao Die stood beside Ning Lanhui and cupped her fists slightly. "Senior Ning, please forgive me for not welcoming you!"
Ning Lanhui looked at Xiao Die, and her face changed slightly.
She didn't expect that Sect Master Yue had reached the Immortal Realm.
Although she was also in the Immortal Realm, she felt that she was not Sect Master Yue's opponent at all.
"I don't dare!"
"I brought people to join the Spirit Sword Sect under the order of the Ancestor, just to fight against the God Clan. You don't have to care about other etiquette!" Ning Lanhui said.
"Senior Ning, please!" Xiao Die made a gesture of invitation.
"No need, everyone here is here to fight against the God Clan, and we are no exception. We can't be superior to others because of our identity!"
"Everything is about first come, first served. According to your requirements, we will line up!"
These words were not loud, but it clearly spread to everyone's ears.
Many cultivators were extremely moved.
Some people were even secretly wiping tears.
"Senior is righteous, Yue Ling is here to thank you on behalf of everyone!"
After saying that, Xiao Die cupped her fists again.
Just as she was about to lead everyone away.
"Phew …"
Another few million rays of light flew toward Qin Nan.
These people flew over, and once again, people were stunned in place. Exclamations continued to sound.
"Oh my god, the Ghost Sword Sect is also here, in full force?"
"That's the Ghost Sword Sect's Ancestor — Baili Xiu!"
"What? The Ancestor personally brought people here? Unbelievable! "
"This time, there's nothing to be afraid of against the birdmen!"
Such voices kept ringing.
When Xiao Die saw this, her eyes flashed, and she flew forward with people, stood in front of Baili Xiu, and cupped her fists slightly.
"Senior Baili, please come with me!" Xiao Die said.
Baili Xiu waved his hand. "No need, the rules can't be broken. Since we are here to fight against the God Clan, there is no distinction between high and low!"
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings were shocked again.
Tears brewed on many people's faces, and their emotions were overflowing.
After Baili Xiu finished speaking, he returned to the line and began to line up.
Millions of people in the Ghost Sword Sect, no one showed dissatisfaction.
"Ancestor, don't worry, I will follow your instructions and join the Spirit Sword Sect!" Baili Xiu muttered to himself with a firm face.
On the other side.
Ning Lanhui of the Frigid Sword Sect clenched her small fists. Her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate hundreds of millions of miles. "Patriarch, I'll never forget the kindness you've shown me! Don't worry, I'll definitely work hard to eradicate the divine race! "
Xiao Die nodded slightly upon seeing this.
"Since you seniors are so righteous, I won't force you!"
"The rules have been set. Those who become experts of the Heavenly Spirit Division will naturally be at the forefront. Of course, they will also receive the most resources."
"Once you become an expert of the Earth Spirit Division, your treatment will be second only to that of the Heaven Spirit Division. However, you will still need to take the lead and fight against the Angel Army!"
"The rest of you will join the Human Spirit Division and become the reserve team. Once your strength is up to par, you can join the Earth Spirit Division and fight against the Angel Army!"
Xiao Die's words were like celestial music that reverberated between heaven and earth, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
Then, she led the group away and disappeared from Heavenly Spirit Peak in the blink of an eye.
It was a long time after she left that everyone finally calmed down.
Taoist Master Cang Ming secretly wiped off his cold sweat and took a few deep breaths before he regained his composure.
He looked at the Frostsword Sect and Ghost Sword Sect disciples who were queuing behind him and couldn't help but raise his head slightly with a face full of arrogance.
Many people in the queue had the same expression as him.
Taoist Master Cang Ming looked at Su Ziyang and patted his shoulder. "Little Brother Su Ziyang, don't be nervous. Do your best later!"
"Thank you!" Su Ziyang said.
The queue continued.
Not long after, it was finally Su Ziyang's turn.
There were a total of ten thousand people.
Under the lead of dozens of deacons, they flew toward Heavenly Spirit Peak.
After landing, they arrived at an incomparably huge plaza. The plaza was surrounded by disciples who were watching.
The sky was also densely packed with onlookers.
The sounds of discussion continued.
"They're here. Another batch of newcomers. I wonder how many of them can join our Heavenly Spirit Division?"
"How many? Are you kidding? It's already not bad if there's even one! "
"I heard that there are Ghost Sword Sect and Frostsword Sect disciples outside. Twenty percent of them should be able to join the Heavenly Spirit Division!"
"What? Ghost Sword Sect and Frostsword Sect are both here? Then our team has grown stronger! "
Hearing those voices, the faces of many of the examinees withered.
Only one out of ten thousand people could join. This probability was too low.
The head examiner walked forward.
Looking at the crowd, he opened his mouth and spoke.
"I don't care what your identity was before. Joining the Spirit Sword Sect is to fight against the God Race!
"If you want to fight against the God Race, you need strength! Only those with high strength have the chance to fight against the God Race!
"This assessment has a total of three stages. Those with a total of 270 points and above can join the Heavenly Spirit Division!
"Those with a total of 180 to 270 points can join the Earth Spirit Division!
"The others can join the Human Spirit Division!
"The first stage, physical body! You are prohibited from using any means. Just rely on your physical body to attack the Mighty God Stone Tablet. Every 1,000 Jun represents 1 point. Above 100,000 Jun is a full score!
"Alright, line up and step forward!"
After the head examiner finished speaking, he arranged for some deacons to be in charge of order.
He also took out some identity tokens and handed them to everyone so that they could write their names on them.
Each identity token had a unique serial number. Once the name was confirmed, it could not be changed.
After doing this, a man finally stood in front of the Mighty God Stone Tablet.
The Mighty God Stone Tablet was a thousand meters tall and a hundred meters thick. On it, it exuded a black metallic luster. It looked indestructible.
People standing in front of it were like ants.
"Huff … …"
The man took a long breath and calmed his mood.
After he inserted the token into the slot of the Mighty God Stone Tablet.
"Buzz … …"
The Mighty God Stone Tablet trembled slightly.
Immediately after, the Mighty God Stone Tablet displayed a name: Wang Jiu!
"Ah … …"
The man roared, and like a bull, his whole body slammed toward the Mighty God Stone Tablet.
"Bang … …"
A sound rang out.
“12！”
On the Mighty God Stone Tablet, a number was displayed.
12 thousand Jun, that was 12000 Jun. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was a high and mighty cultivator that could not be resisted.
However, in the eyes of these people, it was completely disdainful.
"Haha … …"
"Only 12 points, is it a joke?"
"So weak, it must be the Human Spirit Division. It can only be a reserve team!"
Such voices were like silver needles piercing into the man's chest, causing his expression to turn ugly. He lowered his head and retreated.
Then, another man walked forward.
"22 points!"
Compared to the previous person, it was 10 points higher. However, it still made the onlookers laugh.
More than ninety percent of the people standing around and watching were from the Earth Spirit Division. At the very least, they were qualified people.
People like these who scored 22 points and 12 points did not bother them at all.
When they laughed, they were also unscrupulous.
"Just you wait, I will join the Earth Spirit Division!"
After going down, the man clenched his fist with a determined face.
Just like that, the assessment continued.
Soon, it was Elder Cang Ming's turn.
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