The Holy Temple of the Orcs.

This floating continent, composed of nine dragon-shaped mountain ranges, looks like nine real dragons entwined and suspended in the air.

In fact, these are nine dragon veins!

However, these nine dragon veins were "castrated" a long time ago, and they lost the chance to transform into real dragons.

What is castration? It means castration.

On the floating continent, countless buildings stand one after another, lined up in rows, emitting brilliant light.

And around the floating continent, there are hundreds of huge spheres suspended, which are small worlds.

“Boom!”

These small worlds are like planets, slowly rotating around the floating continent, one circle after another.

Most of these small worlds are places for training, a few are rich resources, and there are also a few trial spaces for selecting disciples.

At this moment, in those trial spaces, lights and shadows flickered, and it could be vaguely seen that fierce battles were taking place inside.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a high-spirited figure rushed out from a trial space, with dazzling light all around him and laughing loudly.

"Hahaha, this test is nothing more than that! You think you can stop me, Lang Mie, with just a test like this? That's just wishful thinking!"

This person was wearing a white robe with a black wolf pattern embroidered on his back. It seemed to be a totem. Of course, it could also be his real body.

He looked towards the floating continent with nine dragons coiled around it, clenched his fist silently, with the flame of ambition burning in his eyes.

"I was born with the appearance of a Moon Devouring Heavenly Wolf, which is invaluable. In the future, the Nine Cang Continent will be dominated by me!"

"The beastmen, humans, and demons will all submit to me... The Holy Academy is just my starting point, a stepping stone!"

He looked up and gazed into the distance, full of confidence.

“Boom!”

At this moment, a brilliant light suddenly burst out from the floating continent, and nine dragons roared and dragon shadows danced.

“Ang ang ang!”

Nine huge dragon shadows circled in the sky and finally entangled into an extremely magnificent dragon gate!

"The Dragon Gate welcomes guests!"

A bright light flashed in Lang Mie's eyes, and his heartbeat quickened. He thought to himself, "Could it be that the old guys in the Holy Academy saw my Heavenly Wolf aspect, and therefore wanted to invest in me in advance?"

He took a deep breath.

"Well, I originally wanted to be patient for a while and wait until the end to make a splash, but now that they've seen through it, there's nothing to hide anymore. Although being exposed too early will lead to challenges from many people, but... I'm destined to be invincible, so why should I fear challenges?!"

Thinking of this, he straightened his clothes, raised his head, and flew towards the magnificent Dragon Gate.

At this time, outside the Dragon Gate, many senior figures from the Holy Academy of the Beast Tribe came out and stood in two rows.

Most of them were middle-aged people or white-haired old men, all of them smiling and looking forward to it.

"Princess Bai Lu, the only daughter of King Bai He, has come to the Holy Academy. We must give her the highest standards and cannot neglect her."

The old man in a black robe with golden patterns in front said solemnly.

"Of course, there is no need to explain this. As one of the ten great kings of our Beast Tribe, King Baihe has made great contributions to our Beast Tribe. He is also the pillar of our Beast Tribe. We should respect him."

"Please rest assured, Dean!"

"We all know what's going on."

"Well, the young people in the Holy Academy have been appeased. They all know the seriousness of the matter and will not make any irresponsible remarks about it."

The top leaders of the Holy Academy also echoed this.

In fact, they were facing pressure from two aspects. On the one hand, they had to take care of King Baihe's face, and on the other hand, they couldn't be criticized. After all, this special treatment was contrary to the rules of fairness and justice.

but.

The young people who can enter the Holy Academy are not simple people. The disciples of the Holy Academy know what to say and what not to say, so things that should not be leaked will never be leaked.

Although there are all kinds of birds in the forest, every bird is unique and would never joke with its life.

And at this time.

A young man in a white robe with golden light all over his body came walking in the air. His clothes fluttered and his long black hair danced in the wind, making him look radiant and dazzling.

"Who is this?"

The old man in the black robe with gold patterns frowned slightly and tilted his head to look at the old man with a hooked nose next to him.

"This person's name is Langmie, he has extraordinary talent, he passed the test today, and will soon join the Holy Academy."

The hook-nosed old man answered, and he happened to be the person in charge of that trial space.

"Isn't there a special passage for joining the Holy Academy? Why is he coming here?"

The old man in the black robe with golden patterns had a slightly gloomy expression.

The old man with the hooked nose thought about it, his face twitching slightly: "Maybe... he thought that this dragon gate was opened for him..."

“Asshole!!”

The old man in black robe with golden patterns flew into a rage and snorted coldly, "How much weight does he have? Don't you know it yourself? Is he worthy of being welcomed at the Dragon Gate?!"

In fact, trials have levels of completion.

If a truly monstrous person passes the test, the trial space will reveal astonishing visions. Although Lang Mie has passed the test, he is still far from being able to defy the heavens, so he is naturally unworthy.

"Haha, young people are often arrogant, especially geniuses. They are more likely to lose themselves and think they are the best in the world and have unparalleled potential... We have all been through this."

The old man with the hooked nose smiled awkwardly.

yes.

Who didn't think highly of himself when he was young? If he hadn't been shot in the knee by an arrow, or suffered a beating from society...

The old man in the black robe with golden patterns was obviously a man of bad temper. He took a deep breath and said impatiently, "Hurry up and drag him away. Don't block the road."

"yes."

The hook-nosed old man nodded.

He took a step forward, and the space in front of him rippled like water waves. His body disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared in front of the young man in white robe.

"Who are you?"

Lang Mie looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, his body instinctively tensed up and his face became solemn.

"I am the elder of the Holy Court."

The old man with the hooked nose said.

"Greetings, elder. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Lang Mie saluted respectfully and asked in a puzzled tone, but in fact he was already excited and his heartbeat quickened.

They must be here to greet him!

It must be!!!

At this time, he was like a student waiting for the teacher to read out his report card. Especially, when he heard the teacher say, "This semester, a student has made great progress and won the first place," his anticipation was stronger than ever before, and he kept repeating in his mind, "It must be me! It must be me!"

However, the old man with the hooked nose said expressionlessly:

"An important person wants to enter the Holy Court through the Dragon Gate. The dean asked you not to block the way and take the passage over there."

Boom! !

It was like a bolt from the blue in Langmie's heart, and all his beautiful fantasies were shattered in an instant like a mirror.

Instead.

It was endless astonishment, shame, anger, and embarrassment, which finally turned into bloody madness.

"What did you say?!"

His breathing was disordered, his lips were trembling, and he felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his head, covering his eyes with a layer of blood.

"Hey, let's go."

The old man with the hooked nose sighed and was about to leave with Langmie.

"Why should I leave?"

Lang Mie roared angrily, and endless light burst out from his body, and he slammed into the hook-nosed old man hard.

"boom!"

Caught off guard, the old man with the silver hook nose was knocked hundreds of meters away. A snow-white palace appeared above Langmie's head.

"Imperial weapon!"

"It's the Sirius Palace of the Sirius Emperor!"

The strong men in front of Longmen exclaimed.

"call out--"

At this time, the sky was covered with rolling clouds and golden clouds, and a luxurious flying boat quickly appeared in sight.