Duanmu Yulong and Murong Lingfeng stood proudly in the sky against the wind.
The two communicated through spiritual sound transmission for a moment, then fell silent, quietly waiting for the show to begin.
After a while, colorful spiritual lights came one after another in the sky from all directions.
These people are all the emperor's sons in the emperor's palace, and most of them are the emperor's sons of the human race. There are only a few emperors of the demon tribe and the water tribe.
Some people were flying in the wind, some were riding mighty sacred beasts, and several emperors were controlling flying magic weapons.
More than twenty emperor's sons from the three clans all stopped in the sky after arriving.
Everyone dispersed and stood indifferently and arrogantly on the high sky, looking down at the Emperor's Platform below, as well as the hundreds of thousands of warriors and common people.
Whenever an emperor's son arrives, the people in the square will burst into discussions and cheers.
All the people and warriors were filled with excitement and excitement.
After all, the emperor's sons in the Imperial Palace are unparalleled in dignity, rarely appear in public, and are all very mysterious.
Only every few years, when someone challenges the emperor, many emperors will come to watch the battle and appear in front of the people.
For countless people, being able to see the grace of more than 20 emperors and sons today is considered a life worth living.
To the south of the square, there is a majestic pagoda nearly a thousand meters high.
In a room on the top floor of the pagoda, two powerful human beings were standing by the window, silently watching the square and the Emperor's Platform not far away.
Of these two powerful human beings, one is a middle-aged man with a resolute face and an upright attitude.
The other was an old man with white beard and hair, but he had white hair and a boyish face. He was energetic and had a somewhat fairy-like temperament.
Although both of them wore ordinary clothes, they neither wore fancy attires nor jade crowns or ornaments.
However, there is a domineering and majestic look between the two people's eyebrows that overlooks all sentient beings and looks down upon the heaven and earth.
There is no doubt that the identity and status of these two people are noble and transcendent.
The white-haired old man looked at the scene in the square, stroked his beard, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, in our capacity, we have put on disguises to watch the emperor choose his concubine. If others find out the news, I am afraid that we will become
What a joke."
The middle-aged man was the Emperor. Hearing this, he frowned and said in a low tone: "Master Emperor, as long as you don't tell anyone, who will know that we have been here?
My son wants to choose his concubine in public, what's wrong with me coming to see it?"
The emperor's master stroked his beard, smiled kindly and said: "Yes, what the emperor said makes sense.
However, the Emperor is interested in that girl Yunyao, and the Yun family has agreed to this matter.
This matter has long been a foregone conclusion, so why does the emperor need to be there to watch it in person?"
The emperor frowned slightly and said in a solemn tone: "As early as two months ago, I had arranged everything on Qitian Tower.
Unexpectedly, Yunxiao suddenly changed his mind and put the ceremony on the emperor's stage.
If the ceremony is too simple, it will definitely make the Yun family dissatisfied and they will inevitably feel neglected and looked down upon.
I asked Yunxiao, but he said that he has his own ideas, but I want to see with my own eyes what he wants to do."
The emperor's master frowned and thought for a moment, then said in relief: "The emperor probably did this because he wanted to comply with the rules of the emperor's palace.
After all, a boy named Ji Tianxing wants to challenge the emperor, and this challenge must be held on the emperor's stage.
Maybe the emperor wants to defeat that kid first and then choose his concubine, so that it will be more festive and lively."
The emperor was silent for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yunxiao has his own ideas and plans, which is a good thing.
However, I have some bad premonitions in my heart.
I just hope that nothing goes wrong in today’s ceremony, and the Imperial Court cannot afford to lose face like this.”
The emperor's master waved his hand and chuckled: "Emperor, you can rest assured. With the strength and means of the emperor, there will be no problem."
The emperor said nothing more, stared at the emperor's stage calmly, and waited quietly.
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Before long, twenty-eight emperors had gathered around the emperor's stage.
One hundred thousand warriors and civilians gathered in the square, completely blocking the entire square.
In the palace buildings and attics around the square, there are also people from various races and powerful forces, silently paying attention to the Emperor's Platform.
At this time, in the sky in the direction of the Forest of Divine Steles, there was a black stream of light, flying toward the Emperor's Platform as fast as lightning.
That black stream of light was like a pair of huge wings, looking very mysterious and containing a heart-stopping aura.
"Whoa!"
In just a few breaths, the pair of black light wings crossed thousands of meters of sky and landed on the emperor's platform.
A tall and thin figure appeared, standing proudly in the imperial stage.
This middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with a cold face, and a mysterious and majestic aura is the Black Feather Divine Master.
He stood on the imperial platform, looking down at the square below with an indifferent expression. His whole body exuded invisible divine pressure, which immediately enveloped the entire square.
The one hundred thousand warriors and common people in the entire square felt chilled all over their bodies, and their souls were trembling slightly.
In the blink of an eye, 100,000 people fell silent, all looking up at Master Black Feather, with faces full of awe and admiration.
This is the method and majesty of a strong person in the Soul Refining Realm!
If in the secular kingdom, an extraordinary strong man in the Soul Refining Realm can withstand a million-strong army!
When the square fell into silence and there was no more noise, Divine Master Black Feather said in an indifferent voice: "The Imperial Mansion has been passed down for eternity and has always used force to establish the world and rule the world with force.
Nowadays, martial arts are prosperous and geniuses from all races emerge in large numbers. This is a blessing to all races and the world."
Master Black Feather's voice was not loud, cold and dignified, just like reading an announcement face to face.
But his voice contains the power of the soul, covering the world within a ten-mile radius, and is clearly transmitted into everyone's mind.
"Today, the human genius Ji Tianxing challenged Long Yunxiao, the fifty-third son of the emperor, on the emperor's stage.
Please bear witness from heaven, please bear witness from our ancestors, and please bear witness from millions of people!”
Master Black Feather solemnly gave three testimonials, and after speaking, he bowed to the sky, appearing extremely sacred.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the square was excited and looked at the Emperor's Stage with wide eyes, filled with expectations.
Divine Master Heiyu said in a deep voice: "I, Heiyu, will preside over today's assessment.
Now, challenger Ji Tianxing is invited to ascend the Emperor’s Platform!”
As his words fell, Ji Tianxing in the crowd turned into a golden stream of light, flew into the sky with a "swish", and landed on the emperor's stage.
Suddenly, the eyes of the 100,000 people in the square all fell on Ji Tianxing.
No one among the people and warriors of all ethnic groups knew him, let alone heard of his name.
Everyone was full of curiosity, looked at him with careful eyes, and murmured in low voices.
Only Ji Ke, Yan'er and Beast King looked at Ji Tianxing expectantly, secretly praying and encouraging him.