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This was a monstrous disciple from a certain great sect, and his own question could be said to be what everyone present was thinking.

The Nine-headed Stone Lion seemed to ponder over it humanly for a moment before opening its mouth and saying: "Young man, what you are asking is what you think. That's right, this is indeed the case in Nine Extreme Pagoda, but the risks and opportunities are coexisting."

Becoming the new master of the Tianyu Mystic Realm and the Nine Extreme Tower will release us. But, it only knew these things in its heart and did not say them.

On the left side, the prehistoric snake coldly said, "Alright, stop talking." Starving to death, cowardly, and full of courage. "The Heaven's Pride, who had the strength and perseverance, stepped onto the ten miles formation.

After speaking, 18 rays of golden light shot out of his 18 eyes and into the formation. Suddenly, as if the formation was activated, ripples appeared on it.

The youths were all 'agitated'. They were not easily provoked. Immediately, some of the Heaven's Pride geniuses confidently flew into the ten mile radius that the array formation covered.

In merely a dozen breaths of time, only a few unlucky fellows among the thousands of heaven's pride experts were pushed out by the power of the formation. The other thousands of heaven's pride experts were pushed to the front.

After their success, they directly flew into the Tianyao Palace's entrance on the first level, and in a few flashes, their figures disappeared.

Seeing this situation, everyone could no longer remain calm. If someone else "beat them to it", then it would be a waste of time and effort.

Suddenly, hundreds of millions of juniors rushed into the formation. It could hold millions of people at once.

The other young elites were all stopped outside the gate. They could only wait for the next batch. Within the span of a dozen breaths, a million of them had been eliminated.

The Nine-headed Stone Lion from the prehistoric era said to the Nine-headed Snake, "My old friend, I never thought that the young people who came in this time would be so different from any other heaven's pride experts. Their Spirit Root talent is so much higher than theirs, they are simply not on the same level."

That's right. In the past, when there were a million participants, most of them would be eliminated. In the past, when there were fewer, at least a third of them would be eliminated.

I didn't expect him to only be able to get five to six out of a thousand. It's really a surprise, but Old Lion, don't be so happy so early. What kind of monsters, what kind of perverts, what kind of dragons are they?

Hopefully, there would be an inheritor this time around. They had been waiting for the passage of time, and it was unknown for how many years it had been in the outside world.

Just as the two Nine-headed Stone Lion s were communicating with the Nine-headed Snake's soul, there were already tens of millions of heaven's pride experts who had passed the preliminary test.

There was no helping it, the two beasts were both at the time of the Heavenly Emperor, and using a secret technique of a transcendent divine might, they merged their souls with the stone elephant body that was specially made for them, preserving their soul. To be more precise, the artifact spirit that protected the stone statue could live forever.

Although it was not true 'immortal', it was close. When they saw that more than half of the cultivators from the different races had gone up for their test, and that there were still 80,000 members of the younger generation remaining in Yan Wu Continent, they looked at each other.

They all rushed in, because this was an opportunity. If they didn't even dare to give it a try, then how much could they possibly accomplish on the path of martial dao?

Not a single one of the remaining thirty-seven disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect gave up. In their hearts, all of them had dreams and goals, and if there really wasn't a chance to enter the next level, they would choose to give up and withdraw.

Lee Er didn't say anything. Even though he was still bald, even his skin had been changed with the Spirit Fusion Pill. His skin had become "black paint, black paint", and he was Lee Heizi in the real sense.

This single pill was enough to manage these three years of rushing in one after another, "ignoring all the consequences". This was because someone did not tell them that they already had a way to bring "Myriad Swords Sect" out of this place.

He was afraid that if he said it out loud, everyone would no longer feel threatened. They would no longer have such strong motivation. Only under pressure would they have such motivation.

Everyone had a different experience. For example, Wang Hu, he entered into the illusion realm, and he, his mother, sister, and Second Brother lived happily ever after. They really did not want to live the kind of life where cultivators fought and killed.

He was extremely annoyed, but when he thought about it carefully in his heart, did he really only want to live a peaceful life? Did he really only wish that he and his family would become a pile of loess after a hundred years?

No, this was not his dream. What he wanted was for his mother and sister to be able to cultivate, to be young forever, and even fly up to become immortals!

Tall Man Shi Sen, on the other hand, didn't seem to have any desires, dreams, or goals. In his world, everything was food, and Tall Man Shi Sen only wanted to eat the barbecue made for him by Second Brother.

It was a middle-aged man. He said in a solemn voice, "Little Shi, you must remember that you are a member of my Great Human Clan bloodline. You are the only one remaining, a descendant with the densest bloodline.

Once your strength has reached that step, you will know who the enemy of our "Giant Human Clan" is. You must "avenge" our clan and not disappoint your bloodline.

The big bloke shook his head with all his might: "I am not the Great Human Clan, I am the Human Clan, I won't listen to you, I only listen to Second Brother."

What Wang Huihui had experienced was that she and Lee Er had actually formed a pair of cultivation partners in the sect. Today was the wedding day for the two of them, but she was worried that her innate Spirit Root could not compare to her "lover".2

At the same time, a certain someone had also fallen into an illusion. What he was experiencing was that his cultivation level was already standing in the pyramid of Yan Wu Continent, and could be considered to be above average.

With a stamp of his foot, the entire continent seemed to have experienced a magnitude 10 earthquake. Was this the dignity of the person he wanted to live with?

To put it more bluntly, it was merely an ant in Spirit Realm.

In the eyes of a mighty being, wasn't it the same? One slap could kill him and blow him far away with a fart? No! He roared in his heart.

Even at the Spirit Realm, I want mountains and rivers to not be able to stop me. I want the water to flow backwards, and other than the Celestial Realm, I want the strongest person to rule the lower realms in the cultivation world.

After ten or so breaths, all thirty-seven disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect all passed. The Nine-headed Snake swept its gaze across the remaining millions of people who had yet to enter the formation, and spoke again.

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