Thinking of this, Lin Baizhi said nothing more, but simply reached out and drank the spirit wine in front of him.
"Yu Yan, the exchange conference is still to come."
"Since it concerns the Martial Divine Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony, we can't let them complete it too easily."
"I'll take some people over there to take a look first..."
Let's go together...
"good..."
......
Within about an hour.
The entire eastern district of Tiancheng was already packed with cultivators, the land was teeming with people, and even the nearby spirit towers were full.
Their appearance in Tiancheng this time was not only for the once-in-a-lifetime exchange conference, but also for the disciple-acceptance conference.
After all, anyone with eyes can see the background of the Martial God Sect very clearly. Backed by the powerful Martial God Hall, anyone who can join, even as a mere outer disciple, will have limitless potential for future achievements.
On the massive spiritual platform, nine celestial pillars slowly rose, and faint spiritual light shimmered on the dark stone walls. From afar, one could still see the shape of ancient totems.
Soon, an old man dressed in black brocade appeared in the center of the spiritual platform, his face bearing an air of dignified authority, and he merely coughed a few times.
The entire scene quickly fell silent, which brought a look of satisfaction to his eyes.
"Everyone, since you've all come here to participate in the Martial Divine Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony, I won't waste any more words."
"This disciple recruitment ceremony only requires two conditions to be met. The first is the spirit pillar in front of us. All cultivators must be able to activate their own spiritual power in front of it. The area above the spirit pillar is divided into nine levels. You only need to meet three levels to pass!"
"After that, you will successfully enter the second level, which is the Tower of Babel of our Martial Divine Sect. You can enter it with your divine soul and then take on the challenge."
"There are a total of ninety-nine levels. Once you complete level thirty, you can truly become an outer disciple of my Martial Divine Sect!"
"Of course, besides that, there is another path for the Seagulls. If any of you geniuses are confident in your strength, you can directly choose to challenge the disciples of our Martial Divine Sect: outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples. If you can complete the challenge of one of them, you can become a disciple within the sect."
With just a simple sentence, the cultivators around the Lingtai who were ready to participate in the assessment were already prepared. As long as they weren't out of their minds, they all knew how to choose.
After all, the first path seemed the easiest, with three beams of spiritual light and the challenge of the thirty-level Tower of Heaven.
If you grit your teeth, you might still have a chance. As for challenging the disciples of the Martial God Sect, isn't that just pure... well, you know?
If they truly possess such strength, then the other major sects also present them with significant opportunities, making it unnecessary for them to necessarily join the Dao Martial Refining God Sect.
"It seems that the Martial God Sect's disciple assessment is not as difficult as I imagined. At least for the first test, I am quite confident in myself. It's just a spirit pillar, right? In front of this genius, it's a piece of cake!"
"Where the hell did you come from, you clown? How can you call this easy? Don't you know the success rate of the Martial Divine Sect's outer disciple assessment? Out of every hundred participants, at most less than 15 can pass the assessment!"
"Fifteen more? That's not a low probability, considering this is the Divine Sect's assessment!"
"Bro, I was just kidding. You're not really a clown, are you? You don't actually think that everyone who came to take the test only has average talent, do you? You believe that any one of those eliminated could easily defeat you?"
"Damn? Is it that difficult?"
"Not only that, there are also rumors that the Martial Divine Sect's assessment this time is even more rigorous and difficult than before. So I estimate that the number of disciples who can join the sect this time will be even fewer than before. If half of them can make it, that would be considered a good result."
"......"
Seeing the reactions of those around him, Bai Qingmo, standing in the crowd, couldn't help but speak up:
"It seems that the Martial Divine Sect has a considerable influence not only in this Heavenly City, but also in the surrounding areas."
"Such a small apprenticeship ceremony has attracted so many people."
Upon hearing this, Xu Youyuan, standing beside him, also spoke softly:
"You kid, after all, the Martial God Sect is not only a powerhouse at the peak of the Divine Profound Realm, but now it is also backed by the Martial God Palace."
"My reputation is not what it used to be."
That's what they said, but in their hearts, the founding of the Misty Sect and the acceptance of disciples was the real feat.
Throughout the entire desolate world, various forces flocked to the scene, and even the most elite Imperial Palace disciples fought tooth and nail for a single spot as an outer disciple.
That myriad races' training ground, that immortal spirit thunder pool—even within the entire divine world, no force can surpass it.
Xu Youyuan could already imagine that after the Demon God Realm was destroyed, the Misty Sect would open its gates for the third time. Would that scene cause the entire God World to boil over?
Thinking about this, I started to feel excited.
Before Chen Mo could speak, Bai Qingmo's voice rang out again.
"Junior brother, let your senior brother avenge you at this first disciple-acceptance ceremony."
As he spoke, Bai Qingmo simply waved his hand, and three white masks appeared in his palm.
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