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Thirty thousand years ago, the Shen Wu Dynasty had collapsed and was divided into three first-rate dynasties and many dukes!

From then on, the Martial God Continent was divided into five major groups, namely the Eastern Desolation, Southbright, West Garden, Beiyuan, and Central Continent.

Amongst them, the Heaven Martial Kingdom was one of the biggest empires in the Central Region, and the Heavenly Calamity Empire was located in the center of the continent, at the foot of the Hidden Dragon Mountain.

Hidden Dragon Mountain represented the peak of Central State's martial arts. It had a rich source energy, a perfect cultivation environment, and many powerful sects!

Among them, the headquarter of the Supreme Palace was also here.

From the Heaven Martial Kingdom to the Hidden Dragon Mountain, they had to pass through three mountain ranges and two large lakes. It could be said that the journey was extremely dangerous.

Chu Mubai only had one sword for one person and one bag for the other, and he was already on his way, leaving Heaven Martial Kingdom, and began his true journey of cultivation!

Once he entered the Hidden Dragon Mountain, everything would not be as simple as he imagined!

There was still a month's time before the Martial Ancestor Sect's student recruitment event. In order to prevent the long journey from becoming boring, Chu Mubai trained in the Martial Arts and fought a great battle with the Demon Beasts. He enjoyed the beauty of the streets and enjoyed the customs of the villages along the way.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

When he arrived at Hidden Dragon Mountain, he was already unshaven and his clothes were tattered. He looked like a beggar who had escaped from a disaster. As he walked on the street, everyone looked at him with disdain.

No one would have thought that such a little beggar would actually be the ruler of the The Eighth Dynasty.

After he washed up, he shaved off his beard and changed into a new set of clothes, causing Chu Mubai to once again return to his appearance as an elegant and refined young noble.

Ever since he had started practicing the Eight Desolations Bodies of the Barbarian Bone Technique, he had a strong and robust build, and he even seemed to have the temperament of a popular young lady.

Three days later, at the peak of Hidden Dragon Mountain, in front of the Martial Sect's great hall!

Ten million people had gathered here. It could be said to be a sea of people.

At the peak of the mountain, a middle-aged man was overlooking the world with his hands behind his back. His figure was faintly discernible amidst the floating mist, and he had the demeanor of a transcendent being, causing people to feel reverence for him.

The noisy crowd instantly quietened down. In a mere three seconds, there was complete silence. It was clear that this person's status was extraordinary.

"Welcome to the Martial Ancestor Sect's disciple recruitment event. This is a grand occasion for the sect's students. There are a total of ten thousand people participating, but only ten can enter!"

The middle-aged man's voice pierced the ears like thunder, echoing between heaven and earth.

Once these words were spoken, everyone sunk into soft discussions.

"Why are there only ten people this time? "Oh my god, this probability is too low."

"That's right. Not to mention the princes and princes of some empires, there are also many hidden talents among the tens of thousands of people."

"It seems that the trials this time around will not be so easy."

Chu Mubai was also somewhat surprised. To pick out ten out of ten thousand people, this was indeed an extremely low probability. Even the strongest sect of thirty thousand years ago wouldn't be so arrogant to such an extent.

One had to know that sect disciples were the foundation that determined the strength of a sect.

This also meant that there was no power in the Central Region that could shake the position of the Martial Ancestor. That was why he did not have any scruples in accepting disciples.

This was the status of the strongest sect.

Ten out of ten thousand can enter. As usual, Wu Zong issued a total of twenty-four invitation tokens and these people have undergone different examinations compared to the average person. Of course, whether they can enter the Martial Ancestor Realm or not has nothing to do with these ten disciples.

After the middle-aged man had discussed the matter fully with everyone, he once again opened his mouth and spoke in a deep voice.

After hearing that, there were also countless people walking out from the crowd, Chu Mubai was one of them.

Of course, this was a good piece of news for him. After all, he didn't need to fight with tens of thousands of people for the chance. Just thinking about it made him feel that it was inconceivable.

Of course, no one had any objections to this move. This was because they were well aware of the sect's rules throughout the years. This was only one of them.

None of these twenty-four individuals had lowly statuses. Rather, they not only needed to have talent that surpassed others, they also needed to have outstanding achievements. Otherwise, they would not be able to be invited.

Of course, most of the disciples who received an invitation jade token would pass the sect's exam, and only one or two would leave with regrets.

These people were also the focus of everyone's attention. At the very least, they were the dazzling stars of the New disciple.

Chu Mubai looked around, and roughly understood the 24 chosen people, of which the most respected princes were the princes of the empire. Of course, there was no doubt about their talent and strength.

Amongst them, there were some who did not appear to be from nobility. This was because the clothes they wore were even more ordinary than his own.

It could be seen that the Martial Ancestor Realm did not have a fixed division of disciples. It was just a matter of individual achievements.

This was because he could see a rather dense killing intent in the eyes of those who were not aristocrats of the dynasty.

Even though these people were young, they looked like devils that killed without blinking. Their hands were stained with blood and they were vicious.

A person like this was sure to become a martial dao practitioner, but he had the qualifications to receive this invitation.

These twenty-four invited people were different from the ordinary people who came to take part in the recruitment, whether it was the assessment or the lodging.

They should receive a relatively high level of treatment.

Under the guidance of a Martial Sect Disciple, they arrived at a relatively ancient courtyard house.

"Well, you guys can rest here for the time being. Tomorrow, the assessment will officially begin."

That disciple from the Martial Ancestor Realm also had an ice-cold expression on his face. He was exceptionally proud and did not place these people in his eyes at all.

Within the Martial Ancestor Realm, the people who were not lacking were those with a deep family background. None of them would bother with others. Moreover, in this place, no matter how strong one's background was, it was useless.

Even the ruler of the Heavenly Calamity Empire did not dare to recklessly kill any Martial Sect Disciple when he came here!

This was Wu Zong. They had the power to decide who the next ruler of the Heavenly Calamity Empire would be!

Regardless of whether it was thirty thousand years ago or this time, Chu Mubai's personality had not changed. Compared to ordinary people, he was a little eccentric, because he liked peace and quiet, and yearned to be alone.

This way, he would not have too many things that could interfere with his cultivation and would also allow him to cultivate martial arts to his heart's content.

After the Martial Sect Disciple had left, the twenty-four men had all gotten to know each other. Only Chu Mubai was left alone to walk into the courtyard house.

There were no fixed arrangements for the dorms, so it was first come, first served. Chu Mubai found a place that was completely clear to the north and south.

After that, he left this old and dilapidated manor and began to wander around the Martial Ancestor Realm. It could be said that he had a rough understanding of this place.

After all, he would not think that he was a Starlord Grand Sage from thirty thousand years ago.

Actually, Chu Mubai didn't need to go through so much trouble, even he himself had forgotten that he had a jade plate and a jade plate that Mu Jinran had bestowed upon him.

Relying on this jade medallion, he could directly enter the Martial Ancestor Realm, because the significance of this jade medallion was extraordinary.

Of course, this was all in the future.

In the evening, Chu Mubai returned to the ancient house.

However, to his surprise, not only was the door to his dorm room kicked open, his luggage was also thrown into the corridor.

Inside the house, three big and tall men were chatting crazily.

Chu Mubai recognized one of them, he was one of the invited twenty-four disciples. The other two, however, were dressed in the robes of the Martial Sect Disciple, which showed that they were both official Martial Sect Disciple s.

It was not hard to tell that these three people were familiar with each other. Perhaps they were people from a dynasty. However, one came first and one arrived later.

However, such blatant bullying was indeed a bit too much.

Although Chu Mubai had always kept a low profile, he was also not a person that was easy to bully.

Why did he have to swallow his anger?

So what if he had to swallow his anger before entering the sect? Even if he did enter the sect, what could he do?

Being bullied by others all day?

He would rather not enter a sect than suffer such a great sin.

He slowly picked up his backpack and walked into the dormitory.

At this moment, the three people who were chatting casually naturally noticed that Chu Mubai had returned, but they chose to ignore him. Especially the person who was invited, he had an extremely arrogant expression.

After all, with the protection of the disciples who had already entered the Martial Ancestor Realm, what was there to fear?

Naturally, it was unparalleled arrogance.

"Which one of you kicked the door and threw me a bag?"

Chu Mubai's face was gloomy, but his tone was calm.

He was very clear that there was no use getting angry at something like this. If he wanted justice back, he had to fight!

The three people continued to ignore Chu Mubai's words, as though they didn't see him at all.

At this moment, several people had gathered in the corridor. They were here to watch the show and to get to know each other better.

"What is it? Do you dare to do it? "

Chu Mubai saw that this group of people did not even bother with him. From their arrogant actions, it was not hard to see their personalities.

If he continued to ask, it would naturally be futile. Against such a person, it was as if he was trying to agitate a spirit.

Indeed, after he said those words, a strong man stood up and shouted in a low voice, "I kicked, I threw. Are you f * cking unwilling or what? Didn't he see the three of them chatting? "Scram as far away as you can. Let me tell you, this dorm is mine for today!"

The sturdy man's words did not give Chu Mubai any face at all, he was extremely arrogant.

The Martial Sect Disciple was just like that. They did indeed have the qualifications to be so arrogant in front of anyone.

But they bullied the wrong person today!

After Chu Mubai heard this, he did not have any anger. Instead, he smiled strangely.