His deep voice, like a resounding bell, echoed in everyone's hearts.
Then came a flash of inspiration.
Countless streams of Dao power gathered above the Misty Sect, continuously unfolding.
The images of the four ancient gods are embodied in the four directions of the Taoist temple.
The golden spirit enveloped it, and even from a distance, one could feel the oppressive aura emanating from it.
Soon, someone in the crowd recognized the temple.
"Isn't this the training ground for all races?"
"I never expected that this year's opening assessment for the Misty Sect would still be this insurmountable chasm!"
"What the heck is the Myriad Races Dojo? It sounds pretty awesome! It seems a bit difficult, but I'm an inner disciple of the Holy Land of the Ink Spirit Continent. Even if I'm not good enough, becoming an outer disciple shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Holy Land? Inner disciple? Trying to snag a spot? Dream on! Even your Holy Land's Holy Son isn't guaranteed a spot as an outer disciple."
"Do you really think just anyone can join the Misty Sect?"
"......"
The Myriad Races Dojo has only just appeared, yet it has already sparked quiet discussions among many forces, even though the Misty Sect already had a considerable reputation when it opened its doors on the Azure Profound Continent.
Nearly ten million cultivators participated in the mountain-opening assessment, but compared to the scale of facing the entire desolate world this time, it was simply a completely different concept.
Only those who have experienced it can understand that back then, it was just a training ground for all races, yet it blocked all those who considered themselves geniuses on the continent from reaching the threshold of the thirty-three trials.
The Misty Sect is no longer the same as it used to be. Even they themselves are not sure if the difficulty of the Myriad Races Dojo will still be as high as before.
They don't expect things to become simpler; they just need to maintain the status quo, so that they have a sliver of hope.
Across the three continents, all the extraordinary talents compete.
Is this truly a case of chaos turning into prosperity?
Many elders from the Imperial Palace also turned their gazes toward the Myriad Races Dojo above the Misty Sect, even though they still couldn't discern the mysteries within it.
The power of the Great Dao that extends from it far surpasses that of them.
"I never expected that the Misty Sect would possess such a terrifying Heavenly Spirit Artifact? This power of the Great Dao even contains a trace of Heavenly Might. Could this be something from the Upper World?"
"I can't see through it, I can't see through it at all. Everyone's mission is the same this time. As long as we can join the Misty Sect, that's enough. These things are not something we can investigate."
"I thought that what I heard about the Wilderness World was just a rumor, but seeing it today, the Misty Sect is indeed terrifying. It is far beyond what our ordinary imperial palaces can compare to."
"To achieve such a feat with just one opening of the mountain, I'm quite looking forward to the path to godhood. What kind of shock will the Misty Sect bring to this desolate world?"
"It's a pity that we are still quite a distance from the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm, so we have missed this grand event."
"......"
Having already reached the realm of Immortal Emperors, they have a much longer-term vision than others.
The prosperous era brought about by the Misty Sect was a good thing for the entire Wilderness World.
Leaving aside the benefits of joining the Misty Sect, the path to godhood alone offers the greatest hope in the fight against the invaders from the divine world.
From this moment on, the Misty Sect had truly gained momentum.
Standing on the main platform, Mie Zhou's divine sense enveloped the entire Misty City, and images of all living beings appeared in his consciousness without reservation.
He could understand what these people were thinking.
After glancing at how quickly the incense had burned out, he continued:
"Now let me announce the rules for this mountain-opening assessment."
"The entire assessment is still divided into two parts: the Myriad Races Dojo and the Immortal Spirit Thunder Pool."
"The Myriad Races Dojo has a total of ninety-nine levels, with increasing difficulty. Anyone who can pass level 33 will be qualified as an outer disciple of our sect, level 70 will be an inner disciple, and those who pass all levels will be considered core disciples and will receive one-on-one guidance from our sect's elders."
"As for the Immortal Spirit Thunder Pool, you can pass it once you complete the first thunder tribulation."
Hearing these rules, some people in the audience began to get restless. This mountain-opening assessment seemed to be much simpler than they had imagined.
If one passes all thirty-three trials, will one have the opportunity to become an outer disciple?
"But I still want to give you all a heads-up."
"This assessment will be more difficult than the first one, the opening of the mountain..."
The last two sentences immediately chilled the hearts of the forces from the Azure Profound Continent who had come to participate.
The last mountain-opening assessment had already nearly killed them. Although they were better prepared this time, they were still very clear about the difficulty of the Myriad Races Dojo.
Looking at the excited expressions of the people on the other two continents, they couldn't help but shake their heads.
Now I truly understand what the saying "ignorance is bliss" means.
The Myriad Races Dojo is a place that can make people behave once they have experienced it.
"The assessment will officially begin once the incense has burned out."
The Curse Extinguishing Technique was completely devoid of unnecessary words.
After speaking, he turned around and sat down on the main table next to him. Fo Cheng, who was sitting next to him, very considerately handed him a gourd of wine.
Mie Zhou took the gourd of wine, sniffed it lightly, and a smile quickly appeared on his lips.
"You're the one who knows what's going on."
"I never expected that I would crave this so much."
Upon hearing the praise, Fo Chen couldn't help but scratch Cheng Liang's head. Recently, the group had all noticed a significant increase in the number of figures appearing within the Misty Sect.
According to Fo Chen and the others' guesses, those were probably the newly arrived elders.
These dozens of beings, in terms of sheer oppressive aura, far surpassed any Immortal Emperors they had encountered before.
The sheer number of them surprised even them.
The nearly one hundred Immortal Emperors, including Buddha Dust and the other three, could hardly believe that their sect had become so powerful.
Even without the arrival of those from the Great World of Gods, sweeping across the entire Savage Great World would be an easy task.
Taking a deep breath, the group turned their gaze to the area outside the Misty Sect.
The number of cultivators has reached nearly one billion, far exceeding the scale of the past.
The previous Myriad Races Dojo was already this extravagant.
This time, they dared not imagine how terrifying the competition would be when these prodigies from the Imperial Palace appeared.
Will any core disciples appear this time...?
P.S.: There will be another chapter tonight.
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