"Entering the high level of sainthood is basically the basis for the assessment. If you don't reach this level, participating in the assessment is a dead end."
"Shenwu Temple, the most powerful power is concentrated in the temple."
Shi Shi's beautiful eyes are changing, her red lips are slightly opened.
"Chen Ling, you have to be careful about Ouyang Hong and Huang Sheng. With your strength, Ouyang Hong is not a big threat, but Huang Sheng's cultivation has reached the level of holy perfection, so it should not be underestimated." Si Xingfei glanced imperceptibly.
He glanced at Huang Sheng and Ouyang Hong and said calmly.
Huang Sheng, fourth on the list of geniuses, is a powerful figure who has achieved sainthood.
At least, so far, Chen Ling considers it difficult to achieve the goal of becoming a saint.
He nodded silently and glanced at the two of them warily, but met Ouyang Hong's cold and cruel gaze.
After everyone was gathered, not long after everyone was talking in low voices, a figure walked out of the hall.
Deputy Palace Master Jiang Ding.
The ten people stopped talking instantly, looked solemn, and looked at Jiang Ding.
Jiang Ding glanced at it and said: "The temple assessment comes first, and the rules are ever-changing, so I can't tell you any useful information."
"If the ten of you can successfully join the temple, it will be a blessing. Even if you fail, the gate of the fourth temple will always be open for you."
Everyone was silent, but their expressions changed slightly.
No one wants to return to the Fourth Hall in despair.
Must succeed.
Seeing the changes in everyone's expressions, Jiang Ding smiled and said calmly: "Let's go."
Whoosh!
His figure suddenly rose into the air and swept straight into the sky.
Everyone followed closely behind, and lightning flashed across the sky.
In the hall, many warriors were watching this scene.
The temple, that is the holy place of Shenwu Temple.
Anyone who joins is the elite among the elite, and represents supreme honor.
"One day, I will also become a temple disciple."
"Temple, wait for me."
None of the participants clenched their fists, looking at the disappearing lightning bolts, with strong desire and belief in their hearts.
It didn't have a huge momentum, but it inspired countless warriors' desire to practice.
A powerful person who has become a saint is incredibly fast, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as teleporting.
Jiang Ding led the way, followed closely by ten people from behind.
Jiang Ding's speed is not fast. Otherwise, ten people would not be able to catch up even if they break their legs.
Even so, with their speed, it took them half an hour to see the temple.
"Is that the temple?"
Chen Ling looked at the sky, feeling secretly shaken.
Under the vast sky and above the sea of clouds, there is a huge floating island. The island is so huge that you can't see the edge at a glance.
On the giant floating island, palaces rise and fall, intertwined with the vast mountains, majestic and boundless.
Before he even got close, Chen Ling felt an overwhelming and vast holy power coming towards him.
The majestic power is endless, blending into the heaven and earth, and is extremely terrifying.
The temple has arrived.
Everyone's expressions became excited.
Swish!
Everyone followed Jiang Ding, passed through layers of sea of clouds, descended from the sky, and stepped onto the giant floating island.
Continuous fog surged in front of us, and a bluestone path spread out from the clouds and mist.
After setting foot on the island, everyone immediately discovered that the clouds and mist were actually covering the sky and the sun, and everything was lost from sight.
"I wonder what the rules will be for this assessment?" someone murmured.
Jiang Ding stood outside the clouds and mist, with his hands behind his back.
call out!
A stream of light shot out from the depths of the clouds and stopped in front of Jiang Ding, revealing a young man.
"Purple clothes, Great Sage level."
Seeing the young man, everyone's eyes changed slightly.
"Lin Luo pays homage to Palace Master Jiang."
The young man in purple clothes saluted Jiang Ding with great respect.
"Could this be the place for this assessment?" Jiang Ding looked at Lin Luo with a smile.
"Master Jiang, the entrance examination for this session of the palace is held right here." Lin Luo said with a smile.
"I see."
Jiang Ding suddenly smiled, but everyone behind him was confused.
Is this where the assessment takes place?
Chen Ling's eyes widened and he scanned the four states, but there was nothing unusual except the clouds and mist.
Could it be related to this weird cloud and mist?
"They'll leave it to you."
Jiang Ding nodded slightly at Lin Luo, then flew up and disappeared without a trace.
Everyone watched Jiang Ding leave, and then all eyes fell on Lin Luo.
"Come with me."
Lin Luo scanned the ten people one by one. When he saw Chen Ling, who had reached the initial level of sainthood, he couldn't help but be startled. A look of astonishment quickly appeared, and then quickly disappeared. His expression remained unchanged and he said calmly.
With deep suspicion, the ten people followed Lin Luo on the bluestone road and walked into the mist.
"This fog can actually cover up conscious perception." Stepping into the clouds, Chen Ling looked shocked.
His will was tightly suppressed, and his consciousness was almost only shrunk to his surroundings.
He glanced at the others with horror and found that everyone also looked slightly frightened.
In this cloud and mist, they were blinded as if they were targets.
Lin Luo said nothing and walked steadily in front to lead the way for the ten people.
After a while, the clouds and fog gradually dissipated.
The moment they walked out of the fog, all ten people felt their hearts tremble.
At a glance, there were more than 200 warriors scattered in this area, and all eyes fell on the ten of them.
They are all holy skills, and the weakest ones are all high-level saints.
Most of them are the golden-robed disciples of Shenwu Temple, but there are still some who look very mixed and are obviously outside warriors.
There is a spacious flat land in front of you, with dense clouds and mist on three sides behind you, left, right, and behind you. Only the front is clear.
A huge floating island comes into view, but there is a simple long bronze bridge in the middle, and under the bridge is an abyss.
"This is a piece of land on the edge of the temple. There are still people who haven't arrived yet. Please wait here for a moment." Lin Luo glanced at the ten people and left a few words before walking through the crowd to the edge of the ancient bridge and standing there waiting.
Chen Ling and others silently looked at these warriors.
The other party is also sizing them up.
"I didn't expect that there would be someone in the early stages of becoming a saint coming to the Fourth Hall. It's really strange." A harsh voice sounded in the crowd, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Chen Ling's expression remained unchanged and he swept away.
The speaker was a young man dressed in gold, with eyes as deep as the abyss. Although there was disdain and ridicule in his words, his expression was calm, making it impossible to see any emotion.
Chen Ling's heart trembled.
The other party is so strong.
"Beginner level of sainthood...Is there no one in the fourth hall?"
"Since I dare to come, I'm afraid I have some confidence, and I can't judge it based on my cultivation."
"However, no matter how confident you are, if you enter the initial stage of sainthood and your cultivation is innately limited, you won't be able to make waves."
A low voice sounded slowly.
"Han Feng, I hope you live up to your name and don't let me down." Si Xingfei suddenly spoke and stared at the young man coldly.
"That guy's name is Han Feng. He is a famous figure in the Third Hall. He has reached the pinnacle of saint cultivation and is probably not inferior to Senior Brother Si." Yang Xuan whispered from the side. (To be continued)