The entire King's Terrace is very huge, like a square, and is simple and grand.
And in the center, Jiang Ling saw a big drum!
"Is that the Tianhuang War Drum?"
Jiang Ling touched his chin, how to take this away?
Moving out in full public view?
I'm afraid that won't work, because there are so many people here, but no one has stepped onto the King's Platform. There should be some kind of restriction.
"Wuyou, why are those people crowded together?" Jiang Ling pointed to the people forming a circle not far away.
"Sign up. Not everyone can participate in the Battle of the King. You must leave a fist mark on a stone wall to qualify. At the same time, this stone wall can also test whether the applicant meets the conditions of being no more than a year old."
Shi Wuyou explained.
"So advanced? Then let's join in the fun."
Jiang Ling took Shi Wuyou's little hand and flew towards the stone wall.
This huge stone wall is right under the King's Platform, and it is now surrounded by water.
Jiang Ling saw that there were fist marks of different shades left on the stone wall.
"Every time the stone wall is new, these fist marks are all left by people present." Shi Wuyou said.
"By the way, is it difficult to leave a fist mark?"
Jiang Ling carefully observed these fist marks. Most of them were shallow, and fist marks more than an inch deep were rare.
"Of course it is difficult, but generally as long as you have a combat power comparable to the Golden Core stage, you can leave a shallow fist mark. The threshold is not high."
"No wonder tens of thousands of people attended."
Jiang Ling watched for a while the process of others leaving fist marks, and realized that this stone wall was not simple.
Not only is it extremely hard, it also has its own rules. If a monk who does not meet his age leaves a fist mark, the fist mark will disappear immediately, and he will be punished by thunder.
For the person who left the fist mark, a token will fly out of the stone wall. Miraculously, the age of the participant and even the name of the participant is written in detail on the token!
This opened Jiang Ling's eyes. He actually left a fist mark and could even detect his name. He didn't know what the method was.
Moreover, the tokens are divided into four categories: A, B, C, and D. The strongest is A, and the worst is D.
"Brother Jiang Ling, I heard that the True King Palace was a famous power in the entire world of immortality. At that time, there were no divisions of schools," Shi Wuyou said.
"Um."
Jiang Ling nodded. He also knew some things. The division of schools did not exist until the ancient times, and the division of counties also began at that time.
In ancient times, in addition to sects and aristocratic families, there were also dynasties, ancient religions and other forces, which was very complicated.
As for the Demon Sect, it has been spread from ancient times to the present, and it is still a major concern for the entire world of immortality.
"Everyone, step aside and let us, the Holy Son of the Tianshan Snow Sect, test it first!"
A group of people cleared a space extremely arrogantly, but everyone dared not speak out in anger.
Because this is the Tianshan Snow Sect, the only first-class sect in Tianqing County. In terms of status, it is even higher than the Tianqing County Prince's Mansion. It is the most powerful force in Tianqing County.
And this holy son of Tianshan Snow Sect is also extraordinary in martial arts, and his aura is extremely strong. He has clearly reached the peak of Nascent Soul!
However, it is a head of snow-white hair.
White-haired monster?
Jiang Ling felt strange, but Shi Wuyou took the initiative to explain to him: "He is the holy son of the Tianshan Snow Sect, Xue Wushang, possesses the body of the Snow Emperor, and has unparalleled combat power."
"The Imperial Body...is another cheater."
Now, Jiang Ling has some knowledge of the top forces in the world of immortality.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, Xue Wushang left a five-inch deep fist mark. This result was the best so far, and it directly stunned many people.
Tianshan Snow Sect's disciples kept coming up to test it, and several king bodies popped out among them, as well as quite a few spiritual bodies.
"Why do you feel like the second-rate sect and the first-rate sect travel so much?"
Jiang Ling compared the disciples of Qingxia Temple with the disciples of Tianshan Snow Sect...
Is this comparable?
Sure enough, there is a reason why the Tianshan Snow Sect can overpower the Prince's Mansion.
Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded, and a huge force approached.
Jiang Ling looked up and couldn't help but said: "Fuck!"
What did he see?
A nine-headed dragon flew over with a golden palace behind it. This kind of magnificence could only be described as terrifying.
Suddenly, streams of light rushed out from the palace and flew toward the stone wall.
"They are from the Baisheng Sect of Daluo County, let's retreat quickly!"
Daluo County?
Jiang Ling squinted his eyes. It was not that he had never seen people from Daluo County here, but this was the first time he saw the first-class sects of Daluo County.
If Daluo County launches a war, then the Hundred Saint Sect must be one of the main forces.
"They are the ten holy sons of the Hundred Saint Sect, so powerful!"
As soon as the disciples of the Hundred Saint Sect arrived, they formed a rivalry with the Tianshan Snow Sect.
"Top Ten Holy Sons?"
Jiang Ling twitched the corner of his mouth. Is the Holy Son of the other party a big cabbage? The Tianshan Snow Sect is just a Holy Son.
At this moment, another loud cry came from the sky, and flying monsters with noble blood were seen pulling flowers one after another, and pairs of handsome men and beautiful women stood together.
"It's the Lianqing Sect of Daluo County!"
It is another first-class sect, and it is also a rare sect that mainly focuses on dual cultivation.
And this was not over yet, a huge ancient sword tore through the space and the shadow under the giant sword almost enveloped the entire canyon!
"It's the Ancient Sword Sect of Daluo County!"
At this point, the three first-class sects in Daluo County have all appeared.
Even because the Qinglan Sect, the first-class sect in Jianglan County, appeared in the limelight, not many people paid attention to it.
Jianglan County, like Tianqing County, has only one first-class sect, while Daluo County has three.
It is enough to see that Daluo County's heritage far exceeds that of the other two counties.
Jiang Ling also felt tremendous pressure. Let alone first-rate sects, even if there were a few second-rate sects from Daluo County, Qingshan County might not be able to stop them.
With such a strong strength, it is not difficult to understand why Daluo County has such great ambitions.
Afterwards, the geniuses from all over the world began to leave their fist marks on the wall of time.
These genius disciples are naturally much better than those who can barely leave their fist seals.
Spiritual bodies and royal bodies emerged one after another. Jiang Ling discovered that any first-class sect would have an imperial body sitting in charge.
And in Daluo County, there are three first-class sects plus the county prince's palace, and there are actually four emperors!
"Wuyou, how is your Tianxuan body?" Jiang Ling asked via voice transmission.
"Brother Jiang Ling, I returned to Qingxia Temple just to awaken my physique. Now my Tianxuan Body has awakened into Tianxuan Emperor Body." Shi Wuyou replied.
Jiang Ling twitched the corner of his mouth. He was so strong. What level does his third level of wild elephant body belong to?
As the geniuses from all sides left their own fist marks, Xue Wushang's five-inch deep fist mark had been surpassed by others.
Currently, the deepest fist mark is seven inches, left by the first saint of the Hundred Saints Sect.
"Brother Jiang Ling, they are almost done with the test. Let's leave our fist marks too."