C873 Cosmic Small World

Demon General Feng Lei stood on the stage and said with the loudest voice possible, "Alright, the people who remain now already have the qualifications to participate in the third trial. The second trial, the people who are ranked in the top three, I presume everyone already knows that Shangguan Wanyue is still ranked third, Chu Junchen is ranked second, and Chu Junmo is ranked first!"

Everyone looked at Long Yan. They started to admire him a little because they felt how ignorant and laughable they were before.

In this cruel society, besides cultivation, there was also money. This was because money could buy everything, and if a person with a low cultivation level were to be rich, they would also be able to hire many martial artists to protect them.

Of the one thousand people, only one hundred would remain. To be selected meant that there would only be one spot for each of the ten people. However, once this brutal competition reached this step, everyone's blood boiled and their spirits soared.

Alright, everyone understand, this third stage is a new arrangement, and we will find a suitable opponent for everyone to fight against. The rule is that a hundred people will fight in a group, a total of ten groups, after drawing the lots, the people who get the same number will fight in one space, for example, from one group to ten, and this way, you will all have to depend on your luck, maybe even the second stage, you will encounter a fourth stage, and you can't say for sure, ten people fighting, and the last person still standing will be the victor, a total of one hundred Profound Yang Sect s.

"Alright, let's begin the drawing of lots!" Very quickly, from the side, the ten disciples of the Profound Yang Sect, each of them holding onto a box, each with a hundred numbers inside, each one could only receive one, do you understand the rules of the competition? "

"Understood!" Over a thousand of them spoke at the same time.

Very quickly, Long Yan drew a number of five. Shangguan Wanyue drew three numbers, and Chu Junchen drew two.

The hundred people who had also drawn the number five stood together, divided into ten groups. Every hundred people fought with each other, and they would be able to last until the end before entering the Profound Yang Sect.

However, this last trial was also the cruelest because if one wanted to display their full strength, there would be casualties. It was possible that after a battle, broken limbs and broken arms could be seen everywhere, along with wails and cries.

"Everyone quiet down, I believe everyone has drawn your numbers, follow me, and we will head to our Profound Yang Sect, the largest competition arena, and begin showing off your strongest attacks."

Very quickly, everyone followed behind him as they walked forward majestically. Everyone was extremely nervous, except for Long Yan, who still had a confident smile on his face.

"Big Brother Mo, are you not worried at all? That guy has been staring at you the entire time."

"Is that so?" Long Yan followed Shangguan Wanyue's finger and looked towards the nearby Chu Junchen.

"Chu Junmo, you better guarantee that you will make it to the end. That way, I will have the chance to kill you and vent the hatred in my heart."

"Is that so? "Rest assured, I can give you this chance. Similarly, you must reach the end in order to have this chance."

Very quickly, they passed through a long and huge corridor, and arrived at the back of the huge building of the Profound Yang Sect. In front of them was a fighting arena with five extremely strong stages, it was obvious that it could accommodate a thousand people.

But this time, Long Yan saw that the stage was surrounded by Profound Yang Sect disciples, and there were at least tens of thousands of them watching. With the stairs, when Long Yan and the rest arrived, all the disciples started cheering.

Those fellows, had formed a powerful aura. However, what surprised Long Yan the most, was that among these Profound Yang Sect disciples, there were actually ten more powerful auras hidden.

Long Yan guessed that perhaps the Ten Great Demon Palace's Palace Kings were hiding in a corner of the crowd right now, because they were also preparing to choose the most powerful genius who would be able to join their Palace.

"Brother Yan, there might be someone here who has broken through to the Invigorated Meridian realm, or at least one of the three Martial Spirits!"

"Little Lion, even you can feel it."

Little Lion was a little proud, "Of course, Master Lion is a primordial divine beast that has existed for tens of thousands of years!"

As he spoke, ten strong figures flew out from the crowd. That tall figure flew into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he was already floating in the air above the enormous stage.

At this moment, the ten emissaries of the Black Demon Sect all flew up into the sky. They clasped their hands and greeted Wang Lin.

"We pay our respects to the ten Demon Palace Kings and the new disciples that we've recruited this year. These thousand people have all passed the second round of examination and are about to participate in the third elimination round."

As the ten envoys bowed, the disciples of the Profound Yang Sect all stood up from their seats and knelt down.

More than a thousand people, as well as all the warriors who had come here, knelt down as well. They had incomparably excited expressions, because these ten Devil Kings were truly from the Profound Martial God Realm, a top-level existence which had made everyone incomparably excited. Today, they had finally seen the legendary figures, and even the disciples of the Profound Yang Sect s, would normally have a hard time meeting these experts from the ten great hall sects.

The Ten Great Hall Kings all smiled in satisfaction as they saw the countless numbers of people below them.

The old man in the middle was brimming with vitality as he said in a clear voice: "Not bad, not bad, you have passed two trials in a row, this is already a pretty good result, if you fail to pass the third trial, you can also stay in our Profound Yang Sect and become a service disciple. In the future, you will have the chance to become an official disciple through your performance."

Hearing the Palace King's words, all the disciples below immediately cheered. This meant that even if they were to lose this competition, they could stay in the Profound Yang Sect and become a service disciple.

Following that hall king, he continued, "Envoy of the Wind and Thunder Demon General, fine, you guys can all wait and be the hosts. We can just wait and watch from the side."

Following which, the Ten Great Palace King flew to the highest point of the crowd. It was an incomparably imposing enormous chair with all sorts of strange beasts embroidered on it.

Just the aura that burst out from their bodies had already suppressed Long Yan to the point where he couldn't breathe.

If the Demon Elder, Sect Master Mo Xie appeared, then his strength would be equivalent to a god in the eyes of everyone.

Everyone stood up. At this moment, ten balls shot out from the sleeves of the ten envoys. They were sent up into the air.

The initially small round ball actually gradually grew in size, completely forming ten transparent spheres.