Today is the day of Chu Mo's challenge.
Therefore, all the disciples who came to take the exam arrived at the huge training ground on Dengxian Peak.
However, given their status, they could only stand at the edge of the square.
Near the magnificent hall, all seated were deacons of various sects and core disciples.
As for the real big shots, they are currently having tea and chatting in the reception hall.
Countless disciples of the Holy Land, dressed in white robes, moved back and forth, maintaining order.
For nearly a century, the Wuji Holy Land has not recruited any more disciples.
However, it still has 20,000 to 30,000 members, all of whom are highly skilled in cultivation.
It's almost impossible to see disciples below the Golden Core stage; Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation stages are everywhere, and Void Returning cultivators are also commonplace.
Even cultivators at the Dao Integration or Mahayana levels are not uncommon.
From this point of view alone, the Demon Slayer Sect is no match for it at all.
The only thing it can compare to is that it has more disciples.
But the quality...
They are definitely not in the same league.
The arrival of Chu Mo and his group quickly caused a huge sensation.
Young people, in particular, couldn't help but excitedly whisper among themselves.
"Is that Chu Mo? He's truly handsome and has an extraordinary presence!"
"Yes, that's him. I was fortunate enough to meet him once at the Demon Slayer Sect."
"That effortless sword strike that slashed through a tribulation cultivator... cough cough... was really cool!"
Some young female nuns couldn't help but have their eyes sparkle with desire, their gazes overflowing with springtime charm.
However, the thought that the slain cultivator was a sect elder from this place was a shock.
He hurriedly lowered his voice, afraid of displeasing the Wuji Holy Land.
Fortunately, it was too noisy around them, and no one noticed them at all.
To be precise...
All attention was focused on Chu Mo and his group.
Everyone was in high spirits, and even some of the older people couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"Xiahou Nan, Guan Banshan, Zeng Mushen, plus the mysterious Chu Mo, this lineup is no weaker than that of the Holy Land!"
"Indeed, especially Chu Mo. He can kill a cultivator at the fourth tribulation level and dares to challenge the Holy Lord of Cangyuan. It's really something to look forward to."
"Hmph, he's already doing well enough to last even one move, let alone challenge me? He's practically courting death!"
A passing holy site deacon glanced at the group with displeasure.
How dare you talk about them like that behind their backs? And you even have expectations? Do you want to die?
But considering the occasion, he ultimately did not lash out.
He snorted coldly and turned to leave.
But the person who had just spoken was already pale with fright, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.
Then he shut up and never dared to talk nonsense again.
Just as he lowered his head and prepared to quietly wait for the exciting start, a cry of surprise came from the side.
"Holy crap! Isn't that purple-robed old man the Domain Lord of the Domain Lord's Mansion?"
An elderly monk opened his eyes wide and pointed to a white-haired old man in the distance.
Then, realizing something was wrong, he quickly put his finger down.
Everyone hurriedly looked up.
A white-haired old man dressed in a purple robe, with an extraordinary demeanor, walked quietly in, surrounded by a crowd.
That calm demeanor, unfazed even when stars collapsed before him, coupled with those deep, pure eyes.
It made him look like a celestial being who had transcended the mortal world.
Only cultivators at the Dao Integration level or above could see that the Dao aura swirling around the old man had turned into a pale gold color.
Golden Daoist energy flowed continuously around him, like a shimmering river, ethereal and otherworldly.
Chu Mo naturally saw it too, and couldn't help but stop out of curiosity.
Xiahou Nan and Zeng Mushen also politely stopped and waited in place.
When the purple-robed elder arrived, the two men first cupped their hands and smiled:
"Haha, what a coincidence to meet the Domain Lord here!"
"Lord Pei, it's been a long time!"
The old man in purple robes smiled faintly, returned the greeting with clasped hands, and exuded an air of refined elegance.
"You two are too kind. I heard that a peerless genius has emerged in my Southern Region, so I came to see him."
After saying that, he turned his head slightly, looked at Chu Mo curiously, and laughed loudly:
"This must be the peerless genius, Fellow Daoist Chu Mo, whose fame has spread throughout the Southern Region, right?"
"As expected, his temperament is extraordinary and his strength is astonishing. Even I can't see through his realm. It's truly unbelievable!"
His words left everyone around him speechless.
Fellow Daoist Chu?
Pei Tianxing, the Lord of the Southern Region, is an Eight Tribulation cultivator and the number one person in the Southern Region.
How could he be on the same level as Chu Mo?
What kind of operation is this?
Upon hearing the way Elder Zeng and the others addressed him, Chu Mo already knew their origins.
Therefore, he dared not be presumptuous in the slightest and politely returned the greeting:
"This junior is indeed Chu Dao. Senior Pei's praise is too much for me. I am unworthy of it."
Pei Tianxing laughed and shook his head, looking quite emotional.
"Fellow Daoist Chu is too modest. To be able to kill a fourth-tribulation cultivator with a single sword strike, your strength must be at least above the fifth-tribulation level. Why be so humble?"
"I truly don't know who your master is, to be able to train someone like you! I admire you!"
Faced with his tactful inquiry, Chu Mo chuckled but did not give a direct answer.
"My master wanders beyond the world and dislikes getting involved in worldly affairs. It is I, Chu, who am foolish and dull, who have disgraced my master's teachings. I am ashamed."
Just as the group was exchanging polite greetings...
Then, Venerable Cangyuan led a group of imposing elders as they slowly approached.
There were more than ten people behind him, and the four leaders were all Tribulation Transcending cultivators.
"Haha, I didn't expect Lord Pei to come too. It's a great honor for our sect. Please forgive any rudeness."
Venerable Cangyuan calmly cupped his hands, his face beaming with a warm smile.
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