Under the dunes, there is a desert whirlpool. No one has the ability to stand and move even half a step on the large, turbulent dunes.
Even the best master in Qinggong doesn't have this ability.
Not to mention gliding over it like the wind.
It is because of this that people in the world believe in the so-called immortal who first appeared in this small sand dune a hundred years ago.
He predicted at that time——
If the leader of the martial arts alliance is not someone chosen by God, then there will be a bloody storm in the world.
And it just so happened that the person they designated for the first martial arts alliance leader selection was the winner at that time.
At that time, the leader of the martial arts alliance was undoubtedly the leader of the martial arts alliance.
However, when the second martial arts leader was selected, he was different from the one appointed by the immortal.
In order to verify the authenticity of this so-called "immortal prophecy", those people in the world resolutely supported the winner at that time and became the leader of the martial arts alliance.
As a result, I don't know if it was a coincidence or the prediction came true. That year, the world was filled with the bloody smell of fighting.
In the struggle among the sects, both the good and evil factions suffered countless casualties.
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So far, many people have believed that prediction.
At the same time, coupled with the large sand dunes that no mortal could stand on, it made everyone at the time believe that there was indeed a fairy prophecy.
And the old man who appeared was the immortal.
From then on, in the past hundred years, the selection of martial arts leaders in the martial arts world has been decided by that immortal.
Over time, this immortal prophecy became an indispensable process for selecting the leader of the martial arts alliance.
The reason why there is still a martial arts competition is because the person designated by the immortal must be among the people participating in the martial arts competition.
The sun gradually sets, and a patch of setting sun appears in the west.
Sure enough, not long after, an old man in white with an immortal air appeared on the sand dunes not far away.
He was wearing a plain-colored gown, his long flowing beard was gently stroked by him, and his other hand was placed behind his back, revealing a large sleeve.
In his hand, he also held an imperial decree that looked like an imperial edict from an ancient emperor.
And this piece of silk cloth is what the immortal said was the imperial edict of the Jade Emperor appointing the leader of the martial arts alliance.