As time goes by, more and more sect leaders and elders have paid attention to the strange scene fed back from the monitoring array screen of "77562".
Naturally, there were many special envoys from the sacred mountain who noticed the large characters carved by Chen Shen.
Most of them regarded this as a joke, and at most they would send a message to a few colleagues around them to ridicule it, and then it would be over.
But there are also a few special envoys who usually don't deal with Du Xuan very much, and they decided to secretly add fuel to the fire to this matter——
"Hehehe, you Du Xuan also have today?"
"Although this Ice Palace boy's 'report' alone, the punishment from Shenshan cannot really break your bones, but at least it can make you, an old man, lose face!"
"Well...this news needs to be reported back to the sect as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun if someone later destroys the rock with the big words engraved on it."
As a result, the strange events that occurred in the coverage area of the "77562" surveillance screen were quickly reported by those who were interested.
At this time, in the ancient domain of Whispering, the top of the sacred mountain.
Most of the sacred mountain monks wearing the "Divine Phoenix Armor" were walking towards the center of the monitoring array in a nonchalant manner.
The battle on the ancient battlefield has obviously started for some time, but as the organizer, the cultivators under the Shenshan sect are actually late?
In fact, at this moment, I casually walked towards the monitoring screen center to see the busy cultivators, but their status in the sacred mountain was still low——
They are responsible for sorting and recording the information fed back from each monitoring array screen, and selecting the more important ones, "copying" them separately, and then bringing them to the elders of the Holy Mountain.
As for those truly awesome elders from the Holy Mountain, whose profound energy cultivation is above the Xuansheng realm, few of them have the leisure to take the initiative to watch a little fight among the juniors...
Judging from the situation of every previous competition on the Whirlpool Ancient Battlefield, by the time those big shots with "everything to do" come out to watch the competition in person, they have often reached the end of the battle for the "nine titles"!
At that time, the elders who appeared here, and even the more respected pavilion elders, were trying their luck to see if they could pick out a reluctant cultivator from the sect cultivators who had won the "Nineth Title".
Those who are interested in him will be summoned under his command.
"Aha~~"
"Oh, I'm so sleepy. I really want to go back to bed and take a nap!"
At this time, most of these disciples who were sent by the elders and pavilion elders to collect competition information were walking with boring and boring steps and yawning endlessly.
"Senior Brother Chen, we...should we go faster?"
"The elder asked us to collect and sort out the more exciting surveillance images from the competition and bring them back to his old man!"
"And right now...the competition on this ancient battlefield has already been completed for a short period of time!"
When Senior Brother Chen heard this, he curled his lips impatiently: "Oh my, why are you so nervous?"
"Didn't you see that the other disciples sent by the elders also looked slow?"
The worried disciple shrank his neck, hesitated slightly, and replied in a low voice: "Well, junior brother, I'm just worried that I won't be able to complete the task assigned by the elder..."
"Are you worried about being punished? Oh my god, why are you so timid?"
Senior Brother Chen rolled his eyes at the other person angrily. When his eyes touched the medal on the other person's chest, which symbolized the identity of the disciple, he waved his hand impatiently——
"I almost forgot, you are a disciple of the Water Palace who was promoted to the 'Ninth Rank' after the last competition in the Whirling Ancient Battlefield, and then you are qualified to climb the Holy Mountain... right?"
The junior brother said solemnly: "Yes... back to senior brother, it's the Huashen Water Palace."
"Tch, I don't care whether you are the 'Flower God' or the 'Grass God'?"
Senior Brother Chen said disdainfully: "You have to understand that in the ancient Bosuo region, only the sacred mountain can be called the word 'god'!"
The disciple who was originally a disciple of the Huashen Water Palace nodded his head when he heard this.
Senior Brother Chen curled his lips again: "Yes, it seems that this can't be entirely your fault."
"Except for those cultivators who have passed the competition on the Whirlpool Ancient Battlefield, advanced to the 'Nine Ranks', and obtained the qualification to enter the Holy Mountain, except for those who were already in the Xuansheng realm in the original sect, most of them are cowards like you.
Like!"
"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make an exception and explain it to you!"
Senior Brother Chen raised his head with an arrogant look, clasped his hands behind his back, and said arrogantly: "In all the previous competitions in the Whirlpool Ancient Battlefield, there has never been one encounter that broke out within half a stick of incense."
"Because the special envoys of the Holy Mountain in charge of each area have agreed-upon rules: cultivators from various sects cannot be allowed to get too close after entering, nor can they be too far away."
"It is precisely because of this distance that competitors from all races cannot clash within half a stick of incense."
"So as long as we follow the large army, it will not be too late to reach the center after half a stick of incense or even one stick of incense after the competition on the Whirlpool Ancient Battlefield begins!"
"That's it. Thank you senior brother for your advice!"
At this moment, in the sky, large swathes of figures were speeding toward them. In just one breath, most of them had arrived first.
Judging from the color of their divine phoenix robes and the style of the medals they wear on their chests, the status of this group of newcomers is obviously much higher than those of the slow disciples below!
Even the weakest aura among them has reached the level of a low-grade Xuansheng...
They are the elders and pavilion elders of this sacred mountain!
Their appearance greatly surprised the casual disciples below——
"This, this, this, what is going on?"
"How could this happen? Elder, elder, why did he come here in person?"
"It's over, it's over, it's over. He caught me neglecting my duties. What a disaster!"
"Wait a minute, this...isn't this fucking unscientific?"
"Occasionally, one or two elders get bored and come here in person not long after the competition on the Whirlpool Ancient Battlefield begins, so that's fine."
"But now, so many elders, as well as many great sages who are difficult to meet even in ordinary times, have been dispatched one after another. Isn't it too weird?"
These disciples who were sent to run errands did not know that not long ago, several special envoys from the Holy Mountain had unanimously reported everything that happened on the "77562" monitoring array screen truthfully.
The content of the report, in addition to the fact that Du Xuan "accepted bribes" had been carved in large characters on the rock, also included another more explosive content -
Only a moment after the war started, one of the participating forces defeated the many powerful enemies they just encountered with a completely overwhelming attitude!
With such fast speed and fierce force, it has easily broken the "first kill record" in the history of the ancient battlefield...