The warrior who had scored fifty-seven stars walked with his head held high and strode to the Stone Clan disciples who were registering next to him.

"The Great Bear of the Northern Desert, the Power Monument, 57 stars, yielded 1,000 mid-grade spirit crystals and one earth-grade treasure!"

The Stone Clan member shouted.

Then he handed a package to the martial artist named Mobei Xiong.

Those around them couldn't help but cast envious glances.

Just by participating in a competition, you can obtain a thousand mid-grade spirit crystals and a level-earth treasure.

Isn't this the same as getting it for free?

"Wow, these prizes are amazing! Just making the list gives you so many spirit crystals, I can't earn that many spirit crystals in a whole year!"

"Hehe, that's because the Stone Clan is so powerful and wealthy. This little bit of spirit crystal is nothing to them! It's nothing!"

"Most importantly, from now on, this person has caught the eye of the Stone Clan. As long as we latch onto them well, we can expect to make a fortune in the future!"

"I'm so jealous, I want to get one too!"

The dazzling white spirit crystals and colorful treasures directly pushed everyone's greed to its limit.

In a short time, many martial artists signed up to participate.

Unfortunately, they could only achieve a score of thirty or forty stars.

The fifty-seven stars of the Great Bear of the Northern Desert became a large lock, blocking the other martial artists from obtaining the prizes.

"Wow, this is so difficult! I can only get 33 stars even with all my strength, which is my limit. How did the Great Bear of the Northern Desert manage to get 57 stars?"

"This stone tablet is not so simple. It cannot be achieved by simply using strength to create a high-star level; it requires comprehensive consideration!"

"The level of spiritual cultivation, the refinement of the physical body, and the enhancement of the Dao body—only by combining these three can one achieve a high star rating!"

A martial artist began explaining the fighting techniques for the Power Monument.

"Don't underestimate the Great Bear of the Northern Desert. That guy has a natural bear-like strength and physique, possessing the strength of ten bears, and his spiritual energy has been honed to the peak of the Innate Three Flowers Realm! Don't be fooled by his honest appearance!"

"This guy is a ruthless person in the northern desert. He goes his own way, lives a life of luxury, and has been surrounded by enemies several times without any problems. Do you really think he got away with it by chance?"

"Hiss, I see!"

The way everyone looked at the Power Monument changed.

On the Tang family's side, Tang Wuying was eager to try.

"Master, let me give it a try!"

Tang Xuan nodded.

"Can!"

Just as Tang Wuying was about to step forward, the crowd parted and a group of people walked in.

The leader had a powerful aura, giving off a very fierce feeling.

"Hey, aren't those people from the Northern Divine Power Sect? Even they're here!"

"Rumor has it that they possess Dao Body Inheritance Stones, which can grant Dao Body even to those who don't already have it!"

"Moreover, they possess immense strength and are a renowned sect of strongmen!"

The people from the Divine Power Sect walked up to the stone tablet and stood still.

The leader looked the Power Monument up and down and asked, "What's the current record?"

Someone with a mischievous spirit exclaimed, "Eighty-one stars!"

"Eighty-one stars, haha! It seems the Central Plains has no capable people, only able to produce so few stars?"

In one sentence, he directly mocked all the martial artists.

The intense atmosphere around them instantly subsided.

Many people looked angry.

"Such an arrogant tone, do you know how difficult it is to reach level 81?"

"Exactly, it's so easy for them to say it!"

"If you're so good, then you do it!"

The man showed no humility whatsoever; his disdain was even more pronounced as he swept his gaze across the room.

"Heh, eighty-one stars is nothing. Do I, Ma Han, need to bother with that? Any disciple of my Divine Power Sect can easily achieve a star count higher than that!"

The surrounding warriors became even more enraged.

"Arrogant and conceited, try hitting me if you dare!"

"Anyone can brag! To say that any random disciple can achieve a star rating of over eighty-one is utterly shameless!"

"What if I can't get it to work!"

Faced with the clamor of the crowd, Mahan grinned maliciously.

"Heh, a bunch of frogs in a well, unaware of your own limitations! Fine, Wang Chong, you give it a try!"

A disciple of the Divine Power Sect stepped out from behind Ma Han.

He walked up to the Power Monument and threw a powerful punch.

Bang!

In an instant, the starlight trembled wildly, and one after another appeared.

A total of eighty-two!

When the number of stars was revealed, the martial artists watching the battle fell silent instantly.

The martial artist who had been shouting so fiercely earlier fell silent.

They're arrogant, they're haughty.

But they have the ability!

Strength is always the best proof.

A look of surprise flashed across the eyes of the Shi clan members registering nearby.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Great Bear of the Northern Desert has scored 57 stars. The difference between 57 and 82 stars is only 25 stars, which doesn't seem like much.

However, the Power Monument presents a new level of difficulty for every ten stars.

Once you reach eighty stars or higher, the difficulty increases with each additional star.

To fire an extra shot, one's overall strength must reach a terrifying level.

However, Wang Chong of the Divine Power Sect easily scored eighty-two stars.

And there's still room for manpower.

His strength is indeed unfathomable.

Ma Han crossed his arms and looked around at the martial artists with an arrogant gaze.

"You can get out of here. All the prizes here belong to our Divine Power Sect!"

This statement has angered many people.

One person stepped forward.

"Why is it that anyone can fight the Monument of Strength?!"

Mahan laughed heartily and raised his fist, which was as big as a clay pot.

"Why? Because of this!"

"In a moment, all the disciples of my Divine Power Sect will go up and fight, directly refreshing all the rankings and taking all the prizes. Anyone have any objections?"

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