Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

However, the mountain path was 30 meters wide, and every single step was paved with rare bluestone. It seemed dignified and elegant, and it was sufficient for more than 10 people to walk side by side.    

    

The flags on the square were fluttering in the wind, and they were divided into a total of 37 places, and the names of the various residences were respectively hung on them.    

    

The last place was where the warriors of Zixia Mountain were selected / 120 warriors were selected to participate. Among them, 40 of them were Xiantian martial artists, and the rest were all at the Houtian realm, but they were all at the peak of the realm.    

    

Ren Xiao brought his men to the banner of the Hsingyi Mansion and sat down. On the right side of the banner was the Moon Grade prefecture. He saw the people of the Moon Grade prefecture.    

    

The leader was actually a woman. She was dressed in a group of purple clothes and had an outstanding charm. She did not cover her face with a veil like Ren Biyao, but revealed her beautiful face. It was worth mentioning that she was dressed in a violent manner. Her chest was full of surging waves, and her white skin was eye-catching.    

    

Moreover, her gaze wandered around. It seemed as if she was angry or angry. She was shy and charming as she kept sweeping her gaze over the many handsome young masters. "Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master... Young Master...    

    

However, her cultivation base was not low. She had already reached the late stage of Soul Formation and was one level higher than Ren Xiao.    

    

"Humph, you can tell at a glance that she's not a good person. Seductive!" Ren Biyao snorted in dissatisfaction, as if she was very familiar with that bewitching woman.    

    

"Second sister, keep quiet! This is not like home. Ding Yueyao's reputation is well known and there is no need to be angry." Ren Xiao warned in a low voice.    

    

Who told her to have the word 'Yao' in her name? How detestable! " Ren Biyao pouted.    

    

"Hahaha, we have to find her father. Pui, pui, Palace Chief Ding is already dead. We can't find him."    

    

"Humph!!"    

    

Feng Yimo's eyes were fixed on the other martial artists, especially the Sun-rank Manor participants. Their auras were powerful. Many of them had reached the peak of Xiantian martial artists. They had the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear. They were mighty and extraordinary.    

    

However, he had a vague feeling that the martial arts competition held in the Otherworldly State had some sort of hidden goal.    

    

Just what was it?    

    

Not long after, a huge purple leaf floated down from the sky above the Zixia Mountain, which was covered by the purple clouds. It was dozens of meters in size. Three people stood on it, two men and one woman. Each of them looked like a celestial being. They had a kind and kind face, especially the female cultivator. Her head was full of silver hair, but her skin was as delicate as a baby's. Her white Daoist robe was floating like an immortal.    

    

"Greetings, elders!"    

    

Be it the young masters, young ladies, Soul Formation cultivators, or warriors of the various prefectures, they all stood up and bowed respectfully.    

    

Feng Yimo's pupils shrank slightly. The aura of these three men was as deep as an abyss and as strong as an ocean. They were much stronger than Ding Dongqiu, who he had seen before. They seemed to be cultivators of the Great Ekayāna Realm.    

    

"There is no need to be so polite." Without waiting for the purple leaf to fall to the ground, the long-faced cultivator who stood at the front waved his hand. The leaf that was over a hundred feet in size shrank to an inch in size and fell into his hand. The three of them landed on the stands in the middle without touching the ground. They sat on the chairs in the middle.    

    

"Today, I am indebted to the various prefectures' great recommendations. I am enthusiastically participating in the Martial Arts Competition that is held once every five years. Perhaps some people do not understand. " Why did State Sovereign spend so much manpower, resources, and financial resources to hold the Martial Arts Competition? Isn't this a waste of manpower and money? However, do any of you know the true intention of the Prefecture's Venerable? " The long-faced elder continued to speak in a clear voice.    

    

The people below discussed animatedly, unable to say what was going on.    

    

"Ai!" The long-faced elder sighed, "This is because the human body is too weak. If one loses magic power, a Soul Formation cultivator can't even defeat a level 1 demonic beast. If one is lucky enough to escape, the unlucky one can only die in the mouth of a demon beast. But if a cultivator could learn both martial arts... A strong body, isn't that a way to make up for the deficiencies? What State Sovereign meant was that he wanted all humans to pay attention to the advancement of their bodies. Only with a strong body would they be able to hold the Martial Arts Competition. He wanted to give encouragement to all the cultivators in the province, so that the Martial Dao would flourish. To be able to better contribute to the humans! "    

    

His words caused quite a bit of a reaction, but even more cultivators disdained it, completely looking down on martial arts.    

    

Alright, enough chitchat. This Elder announces that the Proud Coming State Martial Arts Competition will begin now! "    

    

Hua!    

    

The crowd burst into thunderous applause as they cheered.    

    

Of course, the ones who cheered the most were the martial artists who had come to participate in the competition. Once they succeeded, what welcomed them would be luxurious clothing and food, wealth and wealth.    

    

As soon as the long-faced elder's voice faded, twenty-seven late stage Soul Formation cultivators appeared. They were divided into three groups. Nine people from each group came to the Sun, Moon, and Star-grade residences respectively. The three of them waved their hands and huge rocks of different sizes and weight appeared on the ground. The three of them threw out formation pillars and formed three Gravity Field areas. However, the remaining three did not move. They retreated dozens of meters and quietly watched, not knowing what they were going to do.    

    

"The rules of the competition are very simple. In a group of twenty people, whoever can move or lift the heaviest rock will win. According to the weight comparison, they will obtain points. In the gravity field, the same goes for the last two groups. The top ten will be selected to enter the next round."    

    

An early stage Void Refinement cultivator who looked like a judge said with a smile. "The rules of the competition are very simple. Twenty people in a group. Whoever can move or lift the heaviest rock will win. They will obtain points based on their weight. The same goes for the gravity field. The final two groups will have a total score. The top ten will enter the next round.    

    

It seemed that he was the only judge in the entire competition.    

    

All the participating martial artists already knew the content of these two events, so they naturally didn't have any objections. Only Feng Yimo looked thoughtfully at the remaining three people standing still in each group. Could it be that the three of them had the responsibility of supervising?    

    

Sure enough, the first twenty people from each group came to the front of the rock. The corresponding three people took out three bronze mirrors. The bronze mirrors emitted a faint green light beam that enveloped the twenty martial artists who participated in the competition in each group.    

    

The light beam was three feet thick. It kept sweeping back and forth across everyone's bodies. Suddenly, the green light beam turned red on the body of a rough warrior who was nearly twenty feet tall. The late stage Soul Formation cultivator holding the bronze mirror struck out with his palm without saying a word. The rough warrior instantly exploded and turned into dozens of broken corpses. Blood and flesh covered the ground. It was very bloody.    

    

The scene was silent. Fear covered everyone's heart. They did not know what had happened.    

    

"Humph, this person has taken a forbidden medicine to increase his martial power. If anyone else is like this, leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, they will end up the same way!" The Void Refinement Period judge said with a cold expression.    

    

However, with the Great Wisdom Eye, Feng Yimo could see that in the mirror holding the bronze mirror, the bodies of every participant could be seen clearly. Their bones, meridians, and internal organs could be seen clearly! After a long time of exploration, Feng Yimo realized that he wouldn't be discovered even if he used the Great Wisdom Eye to look at a warrior, or even a Soul Formation cultivator, or Void Refinement Cultivator. That was why he dared to watch such a grand occasion openly.    

    

As for whether or not the cultivators in the Great Ekayāna Tripod would be discovered, he was not sure, nor did he dare to take such a risk.    

    

What were they trying to do?    

    

Could it be that they were peeking into the body structure of every cultivator and determining their growth potential?    

    

If this was true, then what the Otherworldly State did was to select martial artists with great potential. What was their goal?