"Cousin, are you kidding me? There's no one in the carriage!" Bai Muqing said with a smile.

Bai Muxue's face showed a look of doubt: "This is really a ghost..."

Bai Muqing shook her head and said, "Cousin, my father and uncle are still waiting for you at home. Let's not linger here and go home quickly."

"Alright."

Bai Muxue nodded.

Although I don't know why Ye Feng, Sun Muqing, and Jiang Lingxuan left without saying goodbye, now is not the time to think about these things.

Bai Muxue boarded the carriage and headed towards the Bai family's residence with Bai Muqing and the guards.

"The Shenmu Sect will be selecting disciples in a few days. Cousin, do you want to participate?" Bai Muqing asked.

"Of course, I rushed back to participate in the selection and join the Divine Wood Sect," Bai Muxue said without hesitation.

“My father also wants me to participate, but the Shenmu Sect has a limited number of disciples they can recruit. I’m not very clear about the other realms, but they only recruit ten people for the True Essence Realm. So, cousin, we’ll probably be competitors then,” Bai Muqing said meaningfully.

"Then let's each do our best," Bai Muxue said calmly.

Cyanwood Mountain, Shenmu Sect.

Two male disciples who looked to be in their twenties were sparring here.

The two fought fiercely in the square, going back and forth.

There were dozens of Shenmu Sect disciples watching nearby, and they were constantly discussing and expressing their opinions.

"I think Senior Brother Wang is definitely better. Senior Brother Wang's Great Crack Coffin Claw has reached the fifth level, which is very powerful!" A female disciple said excitedly, clenching her fist.

"Isn't Senior Brother Zhao a bit stronger? Senior Brother Zhao's Hunyuan Divine Skill has also reached the fifth level, which is comparable to Senior Brother Wang's Great Crack Coffin Claw. Moreover, defense is more energy-efficient than offense, so Senior Brother Wang will definitely run out of energy first, and that will be Senior Brother Zhao's turn to counterattack." A male disciple analyzed very calmly.

"No matter what, Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Zhao are the best in our Shenmu Sect! They are not even twenty-five years old this year, yet they have already cultivated to the fifth level of the True Yuan Realm. Most importantly, they have cultivated the Great Crack Coffin Claw and the Primordial Chaos Divine Art to their peak! Therefore, Senior Brother Wang and Senior Brother Zhao's combat strength is absolutely top-notch outside!"

"Not entirely. Three years ago, Senior Brother Xiong was known as the number one swordsman in our Divine Wood Sect, but not long after he went down the mountain, he was defeated by Feng Changyang from Qingling City..."

"Shh... Keep your voice down, this is taboo, how could you bring this up here?"

"That's right, if the Grand Elder hears this, you can expect to be expelled from the sect!"

As time went on, Senior Brother Wang indeed began to give out.

His true energy was almost completely depleted. Although he hadn't reached the point of utter exhaustion, he was close.

On the other hand, Senior Brother Zhao used the Hunyuan Divine Skill to defend himself and fight, which consumed much less true energy.

So now Senior Brother Wang is struggling to keep going, but Senior Brother Zhao is still full of energy!

"Senior Brother Wang, you should admit defeat!" The Shenmu Sect disciple surnamed Zhao laughed loudly and relentlessly attacked the Shenmu Sect disciple surnamed Wang like a storm.

The disciple surnamed Wang said coldly, "You think I really can't do anything to you? Watch my Void Primordial Divine Finger!"

As soon as the disciple surnamed Wang finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed at the disciple surnamed Zhao.

The disciple surnamed Zhao was terrified and quickly dodged.

But when the disciple surnamed Wang pointed out, he felt as if his whole body was bound, and in an instant there was nowhere to hide or avoid!

"See? Senior Brother Wang is indeed more powerful!" The female disciple who had been cheering for the disciple surnamed Wang earlier said excitedly.

"My analysis is correct. Senior Brother Wang's true energy is indeed consumed much faster than Senior Brother Zhao's. But who would have thought that Senior Brother Wang would actually learn the Void Yuan Divine Finger? With this trump card, it's not surprising that Senior Brother Wang turned the tide of battle!"

"Yes, I never expected that Senior Brother Wang would actually comprehend the Void Origin Divine Finger. It's truly astonishing!"

The surrounding Shenmu Sect disciples were all talking at once, saying all sorts of things.

The disciple surnamed Zhao is now in grave danger, about to be struck on the forehead by the disciple surnamed Wang.

Just then, a calm, middle-aged man's voice came from the air.

"Void Primordial Divine Finger!"

The disciple surnamed Wang was instantly frozen in place, unable to move from his fixed posture!

All the onlookers looked up into the air.

A middle-aged man, accompanied by two young women, slowly floated down from the sky.

It was Ye Feng, Sun Muqing, and Jiang Lingxuan!

However, while Sun Muqing and Jiang Lingxuan still looked the same, Ye Feng had now completely transformed into Lin Bifeng, the third elder of the Shenmu Sect!

Not only his appearance, but Ye Feng's current imitation of the temperament of the Third Elder Lin Bifeng is exactly the same!

The Shenmu Sect disciples present were all utterly shocked.

"It's the Third Elder!"

"Didn't Elder Lin go down the mountain to travel five years ago? Why has he suddenly returned?"

"There's a rumor that Elder Lin is in charge of selecting disciples for our Shenmu Sect this time. Maybe that's why Elder Lin came back?"

"By the way, who are those two women? Why are they following the Third Elder? Could they be disciples he took in from outside?"

"Very likely!"

The disciples of the Divine Tree Sect began to discuss it intensely, each with a look of intense curiosity on their face.

Ye Feng ignored the outer disciples of the Divine Wood Sect and looked at the disciples surnamed Wang and Zhao.

Through Lin Bifeng's memories, Ye Feng learned that the two young men were both inner disciples of the Shenmu Sect, one named Wang Shanhe and the other Zhao Changlong.

Even among the inner disciples of the Shenmu Sect, the two of them were very famous.

"Wang Shanhe, Zhao Changlong, you two are fighting here. What do you think of the rules of my Shenmu Sect?" Ye Feng coldly reprimanded.

Wang Shanhe is still unable to move because he was immobilized by Ye Feng's illusory divine touch.

Moreover, the fixation not only froze Wang Shanhe's body, but also his soul!

So now Wang Shanhe is as if time has stopped, still pointing a finger at Zhao Changlong, unaware of what is happening here.

Zhao Changlong had already escaped his predicament. He quickly went to Ye Feng and bowed deeply in respect.

"Thank you for saving me, Elder!" Zhao Changlong said gratefully.

The night wind waved goodbye, and Wang Shanhe finally came to his senses.

He turned his head to look around and noticed the night wind approaching; his expression immediately turned very ugly.

"Elder, please let me explain..."

"No need for explanations, you kneel here and reflect on your actions for three days!" Ye Feng rebuked without room for argument.