The sect leader Xuanyuan Bin nodded slightly to everyone.
Then, he used his spiritual power, drew seals with his hands to condense the formation, and easily summoned a teleportation array, standing in front of Fengtian Mountain.
The sect leader raised his hand and said, "Everyone, please come up to the teleportation circle!"
"Thank you, Sect Master." Everyone said one after another.
As soon as he finished speaking, the applicants from the ten major elemental master organizations entered first, followed by the applicants from the eight realms, then the applicants from the thirteenth mansion, and finally the disciples of the Shenye Sect.
Yunzheng and his friends looked at each other, then they all jumped up and flew into the teleportation circle. About two seconds later, their feet touched the ground.
A breeze accompanied by clouds and spiritual energy blew by, making people tremble slightly.
The next moment, many people screamed in shock.
Yunzheng was stunned for a moment and looked around. The clouds and mist were lingering around Fengtian Mountain. The mist dragons were leaping and the breeze was blowing the clouds and mist, floating like a fairyland.
On the top of Fengtian Mountain, it seems as if a strong man had flattened the sharp peak with a sword, and then created a flat-topped place.
Surprisingly, surrounding the entire flat top of Fengtian Mountain are seats made of expensive Phoenix stone.
The phoenix stone seats are arranged layer by layer and will not block anyone's view.
As expected, the seats right in front were extremely luxurious and high-profile. It was obvious at a glance that they were reserved for envoys from high-end continents.
The flat land left in the middle is extremely vast.
There are five arenas on the flat ground, and each arena is extremely wide, as if the giants' stature has been taken into consideration.
If two giants fight on it, there is no need to worry about crushing the arena or being restricted in their movements.
All ten thousand applicants were taken aside, and those left on the Phoenix Stone seats were cultivators from all over the Holy Ruins.
They were not able to participate in the Tianling Conference, either because of their strength and talent, or because they were not of the right age, or they simply came to watch and learn from the experience...
The Great Elder Duan Huamao stood in front of the group of applicants and reminded: "The Tianling Conference will not do any gimmicks. It is a one-on-one promotion to the arena. Once you are eliminated once, you will never have a chance to make a comeback."
It is very difficult to win out the top fifty from ten thousand people.
To be among the last fifty, one must have experienced at least eight group arena matches.
Although Yunzheng had heard about it for a long time, he still felt a little emotional when he heard this. The competition rules of this Tianling Conference are still relatively rough and simple.
"The lottery will be drawn later. The two people who draw the same number in the first round will have to compete in the ring. Starting from the number one and ending with the number five thousand."
Soon, the great elder began to distribute the spiritual lottery.
Yunzheng drew a spiritual lottery light spot and affixed the spiritual lottery light spot on the registration token.
In an instant, a number 'fourteen' appeared on the registration token.
All the applicants knew the number of their spiritual lottery, and curiously asked the people next to them, "What's your number?"
Yunzheng turned to look at her friends, and saw all seven of them showing their registration tokens.
Mu Yin is 'two', Feng Xinglan is 'seventy-five', Nangong Qingqing is 'eighty-nine'...
Fortunately there are none.
Mu Yin said nervously: "Why am I number two?"
"It doesn't matter what the number is, as long as you hold it steady."
After a pause, Yunzheng looked at Feng Xinglan and the others, and said in a serious and solemn tone: "If you really can't beat us in the ring, give up immediately. Winning or losing the game and your promotion are not as important as your lives."
Just as Feng Xinglan was about to answer, Yu Qiu and others laughed in unison and said, "That makes sense."
Feng Xinglan: "..."
Suddenly, the communication crystal in Yunzheng's storage space lit up twice, and she reached into her consciousness to listen.
The uncle sent a message: "If you are afraid, just admit defeat. My uncle will never think you are embarrassed."
Emperor Zun sent a message: "I'm almost there."
Before Yunzheng could reply to them, there was a huge commotion ahead.
Hundreds of figures suddenly appeared in front of them. Their aura and pressure were so strong that they made people feel depressed, and they almost couldn't help but kneel down.
Another wave of powerful pressure came down.
'boom--'
Most of the people in the Holy Ruins knelt down uncontrollably.
‘Thump thump thump’
The friends almost knelt down, but Qingfeng protected them in the dark. Qingfeng only asked them to squat down quickly.
Yunzheng, on the other hand, felt a warm force blocking her, and all the pressure on her body disappeared.
She also squatted down numbly.
Everyone present was forced to kneel, except for the master of the Shenye Sect, the first elder, the second elder, Liang Guanren, Di Nian, the palace masters of the elemental master organization, as well as the clan leaders of the major races, and some strong casual cultivators.
Yunzheng squatted in the middle of the crowd and looked up calmly. She saw Rong Shuo at a glance. At this moment, he was wearing a golden mask, which added a bit of mystery and magnificence.
Beside Rong Shuo, there was a young man in black robe, who also wore a ghost mask.
Somehow, she felt that this man with a ghost mask was a little familiar,...a familiar feeling of disgust.
Yunzheng's eyes fell on the old man on Rong Shuo's right. He was the one who had just exuded coercion and forced everyone to kneel down!
This old man's identity seems to be not that ordinary.
but……
The person who scared her the most was the man wearing the ghost mask.
The whole place was silent, this was an absolute crushing from the superior.
Everyone also felt something unusual. In the past, the maximum number of envoys coming from the high-end continent was twenty people, but now there were hundreds of people coming!
How can this not make people a little... panicked?!
The leader of the Shenye Sect and others were also shocked. Although they had known for a long time that there would be more envoys, they did not expect that there would be so many people.
Moreover, the envoys who came from high-end continents in the past few years were actually squeezed to the back, making their existence almost invisible.
This year’s Tianling Conference...
What kind of boss did you provoke?!
"We see you distinguished envoys!"
The sect leader and others hurriedly stepped forward and bowed humbly.
The old man with an extraordinary status glanced at the Emperor, a strange look flashed in his eyes, then looked at the sect leader and others, and said with an arrogant smile: "Let's start, let me see the Tian Ling of your holy ruins.
What is the conference really like?”
Neither Emperor Zun nor the man in the ghost mask made a sound, as if in acquiescence.
The sect master broke out in a cold sweat behind his back, "Yes, please take your seats, distinguished envoys."
At this moment, Liang Guanren recognized Rong Shuo and also the old man in white robe, because there was a logo on his clothes - Chixiao Shenfeng.
Liang Guanren was slightly shocked. The Chixiao Shenfeng Temple was the top force in the high-end continent and was a mortal enemy of Shuogong.
A Chixiao Shenfeng Temple, a Shuo Palace, and...
Liang Guanren looked at the man in the ghost mask and frowned suddenly. This should be a member of the Celestial Clan in the advanced continent, with a very high status!
The three major forces came together, what was this for?!