During the year that Jian Wushuang stayed in his ancestral land, Nanyang Continent was quite peaceful. Although the battle between Jian Wushuang and Er Tianzun had caused the entire Nanyang Continent to be excited, but later with Jian Wushuang disappearing, things like this The boiling slowly subsided.
Even though the Holy Palace suffered a big loss from Jian Wushou, it was still the undisputed overlord of Nanyang Continent.
The gate of the Holy Emperor's Palace is on a huge island, which is also named Holy Emperor's Island.
In the past few days, many cities around Holy Emperor Island have been bustling with activity. Talented and powerful people from all corners of Nanyang Continent have gathered.
In a restaurant in one of the cities, a large number of warriors gathered here, most of them were young people with good strength.
Next to a table, two men and a woman gathered there. One man and one woman both had expectant and excited expressions on their faces.
"We are about to set foot on Holy Emperor Island!"
"I'm really looking forward to the location of Nanyang Overlord's Holy Palace."
The man and woman would praise each other from time to time, and their eyes would be extremely fiery. The only remaining handsome young man with purple hair was quite calm.
"Brother Ji Chen, what's wrong with you? We're about to arrive at the Holy Palace. Aren't you excited at all?" the woman in green asked in surprise.
"Holy Imperial Palace?" Ji Chen, a handsome young man with purple hair, raised his lips slightly and shook his head, "Saint Imperial Palace is strong, and its ability to train disciples is indeed great, but the restrictions are also greater. Compared to going to the Holy Imperial Palace to practice , but I am more eager to explore the world alone."
"Just like Jian Wushuang?" A voice suddenly sounded.
Ji Chen and the other two people immediately looked over and bowed slightly when they saw the person coming, "Mr. Qu."
The person who came was an old man with flaming red messy hair. This old man had a calm complexion and an ethereal aura. He was clearly a peak powerhouse who had reached the holy realm.
Qu Lao, an old man with flaming red messy hair, also casually sat down at the table, took out his ears, and said casually: "Ji Chen, I know you admire that Jian Wushuang very much. Indeed, that Jian Wushuang is very good. All powerful people in Nanyang Continent recognize him as the number one genius in the history of Nanyang Continent.”
"However, only one such super genius has been born in the entire Nanyang Continent for a long time. Although you have extraordinary talent, you are still far behind him, or even incomparable!"
"So, what you have to do is to keep your feet on the ground and improve your strength step by step. Don't aim too high!"
Ji Chen listened respectfully.
Naqu Lao said again: "The Holy Palace is the number one sect in Nanyang Continent. Only the truly top geniuses are qualified to enter the Holy Palace and become its disciples. And everyone who comes out of the Holy Palace is A real strong man!”
"You three are the most outstanding geniuses of our era in the Desert Dynasty, especially you, Ji Chen. You three must fight hard for today's palace selection, and don't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"Yes." Ji Chen and the other three people nodded immediately.
While Mr. Qu was talking to Ji Chen and the others, in front of a table next to them, a young man with a long sword on his back was sitting there alone, drinking. He was not far away from Ji Chen and the others. He listened to all the words spoken by Ji Chen, Ji Chen, and Mr. Naqu one by one, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a special arc.
"I set off from the Forest of Darkness and arrived at Holy Emperor Island today, and it happened to be the election for entering the Holy Emperor's Palace. What a coincidence." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, with a rather strange expression on his face.
Jian Wushuang also knew about the election for entering the Holy Palace. It was the first selection for the Holy Palace to recruit disciples.
It is held every five years.
Every time it is held, a large number of talented people from all corners of Nanyang Continent will flock here with only one purpose. They are to go through many screenings to become disciples of the Holy Palace and have the opportunity to practice in the Holy Palace. The Holy Palace is the overlord of Nanyang, and even its strength and foundation are slightly superior to the Danmen. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the first sect in Nanyang. For those talented and strong people in Nanyang Continent, being able to enter the Holy Palace to practice, What a blessing that is.
Just like when Jian Wushuang was in the Tianzong Dynasty and the Twelve Northwestern Dynasties, he was hunting for giant moves.
The hunting in the Far East is just the arrival of some ordinary ancient sects, but as a result, a large number of geniuses from the Twelve Dynasties are still fighting for the top spot. You can imagine what kind of election the Holy Palace holds every five years will be like. The competition was fought over.
Jian Wushuang was thinking about that, but in vain...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The low and ancient bells came from the distant void, and also reached this city and this restaurant.
"It's about to begin!"
The moment the bell rang, a large number of young and powerful men in the restaurant stood up one after another, including Ji Chen and others.
"Walk!"
Without much hesitation, these young strong men swarmed directly towards the source of the bell.
In an instant, the originally bustling restaurant became extremely deserted, leaving Jian Wushuang alone, still sitting in front of the table, but not in any hurry. After finishing the pot of wine on the table, he Slowly headed towards the Holy Emperor Island.
On Holy Emperor Island, an ancient and majestic palace gate prostrates there, like a sleeping dragon.
When Jian Wushuang came to Holy Emperor Island, what he saw was a sea of people. Countless young strong men from all corners of Nanyang Continent, some came alone, and some came under the leadership of some elders. At this moment, everyone Standing on the open space at the foot of the palace gate.
In front of them, in addition to the magnificent palace gate, there was also a long and towering staircase.
Those stairs are one after another, spreading all the way to the palace gate at the top. At a glance, it seems that there are hundreds of stairs.
"Is that the famous Holy Staircase of the Holy Palace?" Jian Wushuang looked at the hundreds of stairs with a faint smile.
That staircase is extremely famous in Nanyang Continent. Every five years in the election of the Holy Palace, everyone has to get this holy staircase.
There are a total of one hundred and eight levels of the Holy Ladder, and each level will have strong pressure and pressure. The higher you go up, the stronger the pressure will be.
The first stage of the election to enter the Holy Palace is to pass through the Holy Stairs. Only those young and powerful people who have walked through the 108 stairs and actually reached the gate of the Holy Palace are qualified to accept the next level of entrance test. .
At this moment, the young and powerful people who came from all directions were waiting quietly under the holy ladder, waiting for the palace election to begin.
When Jian Wushuang saw this scene, he shook his head and smiled.
"The general election for entering the Holy Palace usually lasts for a long time. I don't have time to wait until their election is over."
The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth curled up slightly, and then he moved and appeared under the holy ladder.
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(End of chapter)