"Haha! After waiting for thousands of years, I am finally relieved."
"One of the nine great inheritors has finally returned to his position."
"The era when our Nine Heavens Palace will regain its glory is about to come."
"Hahaha… "
On the round platform, the white-haired old man laughed heartily and wildly. It was difficult to imagine that this was a top powerhouse from the ancient times.
But no one knows how helpless this ancient powerful man feels. In order to find the nine great inheritors, he has waited for thousands of years and seen the vicissitudes of life. Until today, only one person has returned.
"How can it be?"
"It actually emits golden light and is so dazzling!"
"It is said that the Blood Demon Sword Lord's test back then also released golden light, but it was very dull and not so dazzling at all!"
"This kind of talent is either level eight or level nine. No wonder this senior is so happy."
Below, everyone was extremely shocked, with faces filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
The four kings and the five geniuses were all stunned. Their faces were extremely solemn, and their eyes were fixed on Mu Bingxue, who was at a loss on the round stage.
"Xue'er's talent has indeed changed, and it should be related to that ice body." Ye Tian thought to himself with a happy face.
Next to them, Sun Yun, Li Lanshan and others were also excited. In any case, Mu Bingxue was their friend and a warrior from the Great Yan Kingdom, so they were naturally happy.
"Ye Tian has appeared in our Great Yan Kingdom, and now Mu Bingxue has appeared...Father, you can rest assured." Yan Haotian withdrew his shocked gaze and thought to himself.
Rumble…
Suddenly, the void trembled, the endless starry sky around them collapsed, and bright portals slowly appeared in front of everyone.
These portals emit blazing light, like whirlpool passages. There are nine portals in total, and each portal has a name on it.
"Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, Shura, Ice, Xuanwu, Tianyi, Chongding, Baizhan, Mad Demon!"
Ye Tian swept through these portals one by one, feeling trembling in his heart. From the aura emanating from these portals, he felt a vastness that seemed to come from ancient times.
On the round platform, the white-haired old man waved his hand, and suddenly the doors were opened, and endless white light was released, piercing everyone's eyes.
"Mu Bingxue, are you willing to join the Jiuxiao Palace, become the inheritor of the Ice Palace, and devote your whole life to the glory of the Jiuxiao Palace?"
The white-haired old man looked solemnly at Mu Bingxue in front of him. His loud voice spread throughout the starry sky, making the chests of countless people below tremble.
At this moment, the white-haired old man burst out with a terrifying power that made everyone feel suffocated, unable to move their hands and feet, and dripping with cold sweat.
Mu Bingxue was the only one who was not forced by the momentum. She looked at the white-haired old man with some anxiety, and then turned her eyes to Ye Tian below.
"Xue'er—" Ye Tian raised his head with difficulty and gave Mu Bingxue an affirmative look.
"I...I do!"
With Ye Tian's support, Mu Bingxue raised her head and said firmly.
In her heart, she actually wanted to become stronger so that she could help Ye Tian.
"Very good!" The white-haired old man suddenly smiled when he heard this. He stretched out his hand and made Mu Bingxue fly out of the air, heading towards the ice portal.
"From today on, you are the saint of the Ice Holy Palace, and you are eligible to enter the Ice Holy Palace to receive the inheritance. Go ahead, I hope you will inherit the Ice Holy Throne soon."
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, blazing light was released from all over his body, once again piercing everyone's eyes.
After the light dissipated, Mu Bingxue had already disappeared here.
"Enter the Ice Holy Palace directly?"
Listening to the voice of the white-haired old man, everyone was dumbfounded, with faces full of envy and jealousy.
They have long known that there are nine holy palaces in Jiuxiao Palace. The warriors from the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai have always aimed to enter the nine holy palaces, but so far, no one has succeeded.
Everyone knows that among the Nine Holy Palaces, the supreme martial arts and many internal skills and mental methods of Jiuxiao Palace are hidden.
With these things, even an ordinary warrior can become a Martial King or a Martial Emperor, let alone geniuses like them.
Unfortunately, the test of Jiuxiao Tiangong is too strict.
"Mu Bingxue... now she is going to be famous. It will definitely not be a problem to surpass the four kings and be promoted to King of Martial Arts in the future." Everyone sighed.
Among the crowd, Gongsun Xuanxuan, this strange woman, also showed a hint of jealousy and secretly gritted her teeth.
Wang Zhe, Zhao Wu, Wu Feng and others all had extremely solemn expressions on their faces. They naturally knew that once Mu Bingxue accepted the inheritance, his future achievements would definitely surpass them, and even surpass the eighteen heads of the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai.
"This is going to change!" someone exclaimed.
When the Supreme Battle of Jiuxiao Palace is over, the entire Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai will be shaken by this, and those eighteen Kingdom Lords will probably be unable to sit still.
For Mu Bingxue, I don't know whether this is a blessing or a curse.
Ye Tian felt anxious secretly in his heart.
The skills of Jiuxiao Palace are definitely a huge temptation for the eighteen kings. I am afraid that even the king of Dayan Kingdom will not be able to resist snatching them.
And with Ye Tian's current strength, fighting against the eighteen kings is like a moth flying into a flame.
"But if I can be promoted to half-step Martial King in Jiuxiao Palace, then I will not be without the power to fight." Ye Tian raised his head, a pair of dark eyes blooming with blazing light.
On the round platform, the white-haired old man withdrew his gaze and glanced at the crowd below, and the loud voice sounded again.
"Although you are not talented enough, martial arts is not just about talent. Opportunity, understanding, and hard work are equally important. Now, although the Ice Holy Palace has a successor, there are still vacancies in the other eight holy palaces. You can each choose one to enter. Take a chance!”
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.
Everyone under the round platform looked at each other, and then each found a portal to enter. Only the ice portal was closed, and no one could enter.
"Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, Shura, Ice, Xuanwu, Tianyi, Chongding, Baizhan, Mad Demon!"
Ye Tian's eyes swept over these portals and observed them secretly.
Like Ye Tian, newcomers who had just come to Jiuxiao Temple for the first time were also observing secretly, while those who had already been to Jiuxiao Temple once before began to enter it quickly.
Among them, the king chose the Tianyi portal to enter, Wu Feng chose the Yin and Yang portal, Zhao Wu chose the Baizhan portal, and Gongsun Xuanxuan chose the Xuanwu portal to enter...
"Xue'er has a body of ice, and her talent is related to the ice, so she was chosen as the saint of the Ice Palace. Does this mean that the names of these portals are related to the opportunities?"
Ye Tian's eyes flashed, and he finally chose the portal of Tai Chi to enter.
At this time, everyone except Ye Tian entered the nine portals one by one.
After Ye Tian entered, the white-haired old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at the portal that Ye Tian entered - Tai Chi.
"Although this boy's talent is not strong, his luck is very strong. He should be the lucky boy of this generation in Beihai. Moreover, he has the aura of Tai Chi Three Styles, and he may be recognized by the Tai Chi Holy Palace."
The white-haired old man was a great figure in ancient times, and his knowledge was naturally extraordinary. He knew that a talent test alone could not determine a warrior's achievement.
In ancient times, there was a person with extremely poor talent, a red martial soul, and a cultivation speed as slow as a snail. But it was such a person who finally stepped on the corpses of many geniuses and became a martial god, ruling the world.
This god of war is called Ye Zhifan. Just like his name, he is very ordinary, but he eventually dominates the world, leaving many elders and geniuses stunned.
This is a legend, recorded in history books and passed down through the ages.
The white-haired old man looked deeply and said softly: "Ye Zhifan, the Martial God, said back then that there are four ways to become a Martial God."
"Having an unyielding and strong heart can become a god of war!"
"With the strongest talent, you can become a god of war!"
"With the strongest luck, you can become a god of war!"
"With the highest understanding, you can become a god of war."
Any one of these four roads can eventually lead to the position of the God of War.
Although Ye Tian's talent was not good, the white-haired old man saw great luck in him. Such luck was very rare in ancient times.
A person like Mu Bingxue, who is extremely talented and has the opportunity to become a god of war, is willing to stay with Ye Tian and is devoted to him. This shows how lucky he is.
"I hope you can get the approval of Tai Chi Holy Palace!"
The white-haired old man sighed, and then slowly closed his eyes.
In the void, the nine portals gradually disappeared one by one.
…
As soon as he entered the Tai Chi portal, Ye Tian felt that he had entered a vast white world. He was surrounded by white light and could not see any color. He only felt a push pushing him forward...
The vast and boundless land is silent, and a vast atmosphere like the ancient wilderness is raging in this space, making people feel lonely and calm in their hearts.
Wow!
This calmness did not last long before it was broken by the sudden arrival of figures.
Among them, there was a young man, wearing a purple star robe, carrying a black iron sword on his back, staring into the distance.
Needless to say, this person is Ye Tian.
Standing on a steep slope, Ye Tian looked at the figures falling from the void in front of him, frowning slightly.
"Before me, tens of thousands of people entered the Tai Chi Holy Palace, but there are only a few dozen people here. It seems that we are all randomly scattered in this space." Ye Tian thought to himself.
"boom!"
A huge bloody mouth suddenly burst out from Ye Tian's feet, swallowing Ye Tian's entire body instantly.
Then, a huge ferocious beast as big as a hill emerged from the soil and burped with satisfaction.
Boom boom boom... Not far away, the same scene happened one after another. Suddenly many young strong men who came in were attacked inexplicably, and half of them died on the spot.
"Blood World Slash!" A cold voice sounded.
Immediately, the fierce beast that devoured Ye Tian was suddenly torn apart by a blazing sword light, and the entire body exploded in mid-air.
"These ferocious beasts actually know how to hide their auras, and even I can't sense them. This place is really weird!"
The knife came out of the giant beast's body. Ye Tian frowned and looked at the young strong man fighting the fierce beasts in the distance, and his heart was suddenly filled with vigilance.
Clearly, there are dangers everywhere.