567: competition

Of course, some people rise quickly and fall just as fast.

Most of them are Cultivators with weak cultivation.

However, there are some exceptions to this.

Their cultivation might not be high, but the strength they display is formidable.

Soon, victories and defeats frequently appeared on the arena.

And when Wang Yan and Wang Gou stepped onto their respective arenas,

the faces of their opponents grew even uglier.

In the Great Wu Imperial Capital, how many people were unaware of these two individuals' true strength?

They were almost an invincible existence.

Even on the spot, a highly cultivated Ghost Gate Sect Cultivator was directly crushed.

For these people, achieving this was almost impossibly difficult.

In most cases, they were like the Ghost Gate Sect Cultivator who was instantly killed by Wang Dong's palm.

Almost everyone who encountered these two had an urge to curse out loud.

Those who encountered Wang Dong were even more miserable.

Upon sensing the True Immortal Qi emanating from him,

almost everyone surrendered in unison.

No one had enough confidence to face him... Not much time passed.

The battles between the contenders were resolved very quickly.

There was almost no situation where the cultivation or combat power differences between the two sides were small, leading to prolonged fights.

Instead, within a short period, beautiful Laws permeated the Void Realm.

Dao aftershocks were everywhere.

The first stage of combat concluded in a very short time.

Another almost half of the people were eliminated.

Most of them lacked sufficient strength, though it's not to say some were simply unlucky.

However, in the long Dao journey, luck is also an extremely important factor.

Continuous, a second round of screening was conducted.

Another half were eliminated.

Finally, the third, fourth, and fifth rounds.

After a full seven rounds,

the remaining individuals were almost all the cream of the crop.

And among them, Wang Yan and Wang Gou were both present.

This did not surprise too many people.

According to the information they received from the Wang Family, as direct descendants of the Wang Family's first generation,

their own strength could easily crush fellow Cultivators of the same generation.

Some of their opponents in the arena even surrendered directly.

Some people had their victory or defeat decided in a single move.

Simple and effortless.

Moreover, a great reputation is not unfounded; their strength has been causing a sensation recently.

It was normal for them to reach this stage.

And when the 10th round concluded,

there were fewer than 20 Cultivators standing in the arena.

The many powerful individuals around them all looked on with envy.

“How wonderful would it be if I could also stand there? It’s just a pity that the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs; they can stand there because they have strength, and I can stand here because I am trash.”

“Fellow Daoist, you’re joking. What do you mean you’re trash? I’m also trash, alright.”

“But the Wang Family is indeed formidable. It’s merely a Sect that Ascended from the Lower Realm, yet it can produce two Geniuses, and they can even secure a spot in the top 20 out of nearly a million people in the screening. There are even True Immortal old monsters among them, yet they can still firmly hold their positions. This is simply incredible.”

“I also find it a bit outrageous. However, an Ascension from the Lower Realm, while perhaps immensely powerful in the Lower Realm, is just a small Family in the Immortal Realm. These people might only be able to linger in the Supreme Realm their entire lives.”

At the same time, Wang Dong stood on the arena.

He was constantly secretly observing the other Cultivators.

Most of them were old monsters in the True Immortal Realm.

After arriving in the Immortal Realm, he had completely mastered the Myriad Manifestations Law.

He could simulate the Laws of most people, and even peer into their most fundamental Dao from the Qi they displayed,

and even learn from it, continuously improving himself.

Continuing to fill the Myriad Manifestations Great Dao.

The Myriad Manifestations Great Dao encompasses everything in heaven and earth; there is almost nothing it cannot contain.

By fusing the Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, and the twelve hours, it can almost define the rules of the Universe.

It is a Heaven-reaching Great Dao sufficient to support Wang Dong to the very end.

Of course, this path is extremely difficult to walk.

And as Wang Dong continuously observed,

his gains were quite abundant.

The Qi on his body subtly changed.

The Myriad Manifestations Great Dao became increasingly complete.

Even some never-before-seen Great Dao, after being incorporated into his own Dao journey, underwent a qualitative change.

Wang Dong slowly opened his palm.

A flower that had already withered.

The next moment, it slowly bloomed with vitality.

This was creation.

The battle could emit a faint fragrance.

Everyone's expressions changed upon noticing this transformation.

They were clearly extremely wary of Wang Dong.

Such strength, even among True Immortal old monsters, was absolutely leading.

But soon their expressions changed again.

They finally recognized who Wang Dong was.

Someone began to whisper.

“I think I recognize him. Isn’t he the Wang Family’s Clan Chief who Ascended from the Lower Realm?”

“It’s him? No wonder his strength is so terrifying. Didn’t he Ascend from the Lower Realm? How did his strength increase so quickly?”

“You guys wouldn’t know, would you? He was already in the True Immortal Realm Late Stage when he first Ascended. His current increase to Peak is actually not that fast.”

Everyone chattered away.

Soon, someone brought up a point.

Most of these people were rogue Cultivators.

They came hoping to join the Great Wu Dynasty and become enshrined Cultivators.

But what was Wang Dong here for?

He himself was the Clan Chief of a Family.

Moreover, his strength was so terrifying that he could already be revered as a master in Cangnan Dao Province.

He simply didn't need to participate in such a competition.

Yet, he still came this time.

There must be some calculation involved.

More True Immortal Realm powerhouses thought of this point.

Their eyes dimmed.

They seemed to be pondering whether to continue staying here.

One must know that if Wang Dong were to erupt, many of them would not be his opponents.

They might not even be able to withstand a single exchange.

Furthermore, for rogue Cultivators, resources are the greatest pain point.

This often led to their Foundation being incomplete in their past cultivation Dao journey.

The strength they could exert was thus limited.

They were quite aware of their own limitations.

Hence, they sometimes felt a bit inferior.

At this moment, thinking of this again, their inherent nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages began to erupt.

They pondered whether to start withdrawing from this place now.

But in the end, no one moved.

After all, the results would be determined soon.

If they could truly become enshrined Cultivators of the Great Wu Dynasty,

taking a small risk would be worth it.

“Next, we will begin the final round of drawing lots to determine the last 10 individuals.”

Just then, Daoist Qingfeng reappeared.

He spoke clearly.

In his hand, he held a small lottery cylinder containing dozens of sticks.

Each stick had a number on it.