Chapter 855 Lingzun's words, the conference begins, the four major areas
"Master, he is unwilling to hand over the sarcophagus."
Lin Kun was the first to speak towards the stone palace.
In that ancient palace, lived the Spirit Master who ranked fourth on the list of gods of power and was currently the strongest man in Tianzhou.
"Well, let him be!"
In the stone hall, clear, ethereal, loud, indistinguishable male and female voices came out, as if coming from another dimension, otherworldly and unpredictable.
"Don't grab it?" Lin Kun was stunned.
Ning Yu on the side raised her eyebrows, also feeling surprised.
"No." Spirit Master said calmly, "make good preparations for the top talent conference."
"Disciple, I obey."
Lin Kun and Ning Yu clasped their fists and saluted, then turned and left.
The black stone palace stands quietly on the earth, eternal, vast, and distant, as if it has existed since the beginning of the world.
High in the sky.
Lin Kun and Ning Yu looked back.
The hall slowly faded, and the surrounding scenes also began to fade, covering an area thousands of miles away.
"I heard that this area is very unique. It is a space node that can open the door to another world."
Ning Yu whispered.
Lin Kun frowned slightly: "I'm afraid only Master knows whether this matter is true or false."
The two of them took a deep look at the area.
After half a cup of tea.
They left together and disappeared without a trace.
…
Guest residence.
Ye Feng was cross-legged on the ground, cultivating the divine patterns of power he had observed from the corpse of the ancient holy god in the sarcophagus.
"Power God Fist!"
"Violent Divine Fist!"
"Domineering Fist!"
"This is nothing! The ancient holy gods' naming standards are too poor. They are not as good as me!"
Ye Feng practiced the boxing skills he observed from these divine patterns, and found that their names were very weird.
And these are all the names called by the ancient holy gods.
"However, it doesn't matter if the name is unpleasant. When fighting, wouldn't it be enough if you don't call your name?"
Ye Feng smiled.
In two days' time, the top talent conference will be held.
He needs to create some new magical powers, suitable for the incarnation of the Emperor of Heaven.
"With my foundation, even if I am only at the Heavenly Emperor level, I should have no problem sweeping the entire field."
"Feifei, will you come on stage?"
"I won't do it."
Concubine Fox doesn’t want to appear.
The reason is very simple. She doesn't want to create a clone. In her opinion, since there is a fight, it would be too disrespectful to the opponent to come in real body and use clones or projections.
If we want to fight, we will distinguish between superior and inferior, as well as life and death!
Anyway, she is immortal, so how she dies is the other party's business and has nothing to do with her.
"Little monkey, are you coming?" Ye Feng asked again.
"My main body is at the Heavenly Emperor level. Is there any difference between my clone and my main body?" The Tiandao Spirit Monkey scratched his head.
"Okay, I'll go alone."
Ye Feng continued to practice boxing and studied magical powers along the way.
Even without relying on physical strength, relying solely on cultivation, he is enough to sweep the entire field.
Two days later.
Within the Holy Spirit Sect.
Above a very large square with a radius of thousands of miles.
There are hundreds of billions of living beings gathered around it.
The top talent conference, held once every hundred years, is hosted by the Holy Spirit Sect, the most powerful neutral force in Tianzhou.
The winner will receive guidance from the spiritual master.
Even if you only get the top three, there are generous rewards.
As for the contestants, they are the top geniuses recommended by the major holy places. Most of them are under a thousand years old and are quasi-sages, while a few are in the holy realm.
For practitioners throughout Tianzhou, the top talent conference is the most dazzling event.
Whoever comes out on top shows that among the younger generation, he is the undisputed strongest at his level.
This honor will last a lifetime!
In the center of the square, there is a hemispherical bubble with a diameter of thousands of miles, covering the earth and forming a fighting area.
This top talent conference is where they compete.
Nothing fancy.
Entering it is a battle!
Tear it apart!
Saint Lin Kun and Saint Ning Yu descended over the square, stepped on the surface of the bubble, put their hands behind their backs, and the powerful holy power swept around them.
"Welcome everyone!"
Lin Kun was the first to speak, "This is another top talent conference. Now, without further ado, please invite the contestants to appear!"
High in the sky.
A hundred figures appeared out of thin air.
They exude powerful auras, the weakest are all second-level quasi-saints, and the strongest are the three who have entered the holy realm. They are full of demonic power and are the top geniuses from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect.
Ye Feng is also among them.
He just exudes the aura of a fourth-level quasi-sage, which is not very eye-catching.
However, the three people from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect looked fearful.
They have already learned from the mouth of the golden-robed Heavenly Saint that this man who calls himself "Miao Miao Master" is very terrifying. His combat power has reached the peak of the Holy Manifestation. He has killed three Manifestation Saints of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect and more than a dozen of them have entered the Saint Realm.
The real enemy.
"You just rely on your cultivation level to be higher than ours. When we fight at the same level, we will definitely cut you to death with a thousand knives!"
A top genius said coldly.
His voice spread throughout the audience and attracted the attention of countless people.
Immediately afterwards, many people focused on Ye Feng.
"It's that person!"
"I heard that he killed three manifest saints including the Demonic Armored Ancient Saint of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect, and even escaped from the hands of the golden-robed Heavenly Saint. I didn't expect that he was not even a thousand years old!"
"Do you think his age is fake? In fact, he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years."
"In terms of age, the Holy Spirit Sect will not lie."
"Yes, the Holy Spirit Sect still has this reputation."
People from all major forces were whispering.
High in the sky.
Ye Feng ignored the Holy Realm genius.
To him, this person is as easy to kill as a fly and needs no attention.
"snort!"
Seeing that Ye Feng did not respond, the three top geniuses of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect all rolled their sleeves angrily, preparing to enter the fighting area and then blow up Mr. Piao Miao's Emperor-level clone in public.
"The top talent conference has not even started yet, and the smell of gunpowder is very strong. So, start building a clone now!"
Lin Kun waved his sleeves.
Buzz!
An ancient bronze mirror flies high into the sky.
One hundred top geniuses, including Ye Feng, all cut their fingers, took out a drop of blood, and put it into the bronze mirror.
next moment.
The majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into the bronze mirror, projecting a hundred figures into the fighting area, and gradually condensed into clones.
Every step is at the level of the Emperor of Heaven!
However, because everyone has different foundations, the auras given by these Heavenly Emperor-level incarnations are also different in strength.
High in the sky.
Ye Feng discovered that the fighting area was divided into four areas, and twenty-five people were randomly assigned to each area.
At this time, Lin Kun introduced:
"One hundred contestants are divided into four major areas: A, B, C and D. Twenty-five people from each area will compete in the elimination round."
"Only the one who wins first place in the region will qualify."
"Twenty-five top talents in each region compete in pairs, and the winner advances until the regional champion is determined."
"Then now, let's start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone found a number appearing above their clones.
"Area A, No. 8, okay." Ye Feng said.
His clone is No. 8, in Area A.
next moment.
Ye Feng's body sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and was immersed in the avatar at the level of the Emperor of Heaven, and began to adapt.
"Huh, I'm giving you an advantage!"
A cold shout came from far away.
Ye Feng's avatar followed the sound and saw that the three top geniuses of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sect were all assigned to the three areas "B, B, and D" and were not in Area A.
"Master Piaomiao, if you can qualify, you will be qualified to fight with us." Another top genius of the Sky-Devouring Demon Sect sneered, with a ferocious look on his face.
In a battle of the same rank, he is not afraid of anyone!
Even if the other party is the ruthless Mr. Miao Miao.