The first thing that caught my eye was a high platform. There was a crystal ball in the middle of the platform. Next to the crystal ball was a Taishi chair, and an old man sitting on it with his eyes closed and resting.

"Sir Yan, we are bringing new goods!"

The captain saluted respectfully to the person above. The old man responded lazily, his eyes slowly opened, and a sharp light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

"Ah... Brother Ming, my head hurts so much!"

Jun Qianxi made a very timely sound, raised her hands exaggeratedly and threw them into Duanmu Ming's arms, and shivered by the way.

Duanmu Ming raised his eyebrows. The old man's strength was the same as his Xier. He was at the second level of the Holy Realm, but the soul realm was only enough to carry his shoes when he saw Xier.

He patted the shoulder of the man in his arms without changing his face and whispered: "Have Xier suffered another headache? Are you not adapting to the environment? Close your eyes and have a good rest!"

The old man's mouth twitched for a moment, and he was not accustomed to the environment? He just released his soul fluctuations to attack, right?

That's right, people from the lower heaven understand what soul attack is.

He closed his eyes again, no longer testing Duanmu Ming, and then said in a deep voice: "Bring it up!"

Jun Qianxi blinked at Duanmu Ming in secret. This old man is really easy to cheat.

Duanmu Ming chuckled, and his family Xier's naughty spirit came up.

"Walk!"

At this time, the three guards realized that they had not had chains, but wouldn’t they make fun of the people around them?

They could only stare at the two of them with vicious eyes.

Duanmu Ming still didn't say anything. He held the person in his arms and walked up the steps step by step along the high platform.

Jun Qianxi covered her head and raised her head from his arms, muttering, "This platform is really high!"

Standing here can overlook the entire town.

The person who was leaning on the Taishi chair and pretending to sleep twitched again. Can the platform be called a platform if it is not high?

"Hand on the crystal ball!"

Jun Qianxi paused for a moment and said complainingly: "Why do you need to test again? You hate testing the most... Can this old man not test?"

The old man opened his eyes and his expression stagnated, obviously he was a little surprised by the appearance of the two people in front of him.

It's rare, he has the patience to explain.

"This is the Heaven Realm. When you arrive at the Heaven Realm, you must abide by the rules of the Heaven Realm. Everything starts from scratch. This test is your chance to be reborn and it is also a destined person's future path. See if there is nothing below? If you have good talent, you can enter the next round of selection with the little guys on the left, and the most prominent ones will be selected by a big family or a sect. If you have medium talent, you will be taken away by the small family and the sect. If you have poor talent, then go to the arena and fight day and night. If you can live in three years, you can become a resident of this town!"

Jun Qianxi knew in his heart that this was actually survival of the fittest, and it was no different from the Zixuan Continent.

However, the system here is even more cruel, with poor talent and no chance to survive.

"The heaven never collects garbage. If you don't want to test it, then go to the arena!"

Jun Qianxi raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Old man, I'm not afraid of being poor in talent, but I'm afraid of destroying your crystal ball!"
Chapter completed!