"Brother Ji, could it be that you've been possessed by a weakened god?"

In front of the Eight Trigrams Disk, Wu Wang supported his forehead with one hand, his expression filled with confusion.

Even when he went to snatch the Yan Emperor's token himself, it wasn't as difficult as this!

What's wrong with Ji Mo?

In three major battles, he made it to the final round each time, persisting until there were only a few people left, but each time...

Wu Wang couldn't help Ji Mo much in secret. In front of the Emperor and many other senior experts, he couldn't openly help Ji Mo either. He could only provide limited assistance.

In the first battle of a thousand people, Wu Wang secretly went easy on Ji Mo at the last moment, reducing the power of Ji Mo's thunderous attack by more than half, allowing Ji Mo to have more mana and resources to continue fighting.

Ji Mo didn't disappoint him and defeated many opponents, but he also attracted attention and was eventually eliminated in the final round due to his growing reputation.

The victory of the first battle belonged to a disciple of the demonic sect with considerable strength and a deep background, which was well-deserved.

In the second battle, Ji Mo learned from his lesson and hid from the beginning, constantly moving with the shrinking barrier, taking advantage of the situation.

Wu Wang secretly supplied him with a wave of magical treasures, discreetly placing them along his path.

But Ji Mo, before the barrier shrank in the final round, encountered that 'arrogant' man in white, the same man who had hired the quadruplet fairies to carry his sedan chair before.

Ji Mo suddenly abandoned his previously stable strategy, roared in anger, and rushed to fight the man in white, dragging him into the approaching barrier. Both of them were then transported into an illusion together.

It was obvious that they had a grudge against each other.

Wu Wang took a few more glances at the man in white. He had previously thought that this person was quite outstanding, but now he suddenly felt a hint of gloominess from him.

The winner of the second battle was a young man who had been hiding in the bushes for more than an hour. The final round of the barrier happened to shrink right under his buttocks, making him the chosen one.

The third battle was almost without suspense, a competition among the young generation of the Human Realm who had not yet become immortals.

Although Ji Mo had a protective immortal treasure and his cultivation had improved a lot compared to when he was in the Kingdom of Women, other stars were equally dazzling.

The man in white had thirty-six immortal swords surrounding him, and the witch in peacock dress killed and escaped seven times with a short knife. There were also several men and women who were previously unknown but displayed extraordinary strength comparable to immortal warriors at critical moments.

Ji Mo made it to the final round and fought hard but was defeated.

The third Yan Emperor's token fell into the hands of the man in white.

As for Ling Xiaolan...

Either she was blocked by a dirty path and couldn't move forward, being swallowed by the barrier, or she exhausted her mana maintaining the protective barrier around her body. Her Condensing Elixir realm mana couldn't support it, and she couldn't wait for Wu Wang to have the opportunity to help her.

Golden lights flickered, and one by one, the 'young' cultivators were sent out of the illusion barrier and returned to their original positions.

Only the three winners of the Yan Emperor's tokens had their identities changed, carrying the hope of the future of the Human Realm.

When the dust of the illusion trial settled.

With the crowd, Wu Wang walked out of the white jade gate of the illusion barrier. The black robe of the sect master fluttered in the wind, calmly sitting next to the Great Elder Bloodhand Demon Venerable, without attracting any attention.

The Great Elder and the Miao Elder stared at Wu Wang with surprise.

The Great Elder transmitted his voice and asked, "Master, why didn't we see your heroic appearance?"

"Ah, I hid quite well," Wu Wang shook his head, a face full of regret, "I didn't fight much with others, so naturally, I wouldn't attract attention. It's normal."

The Great Elder suddenly understood, and Miao Cuijiao also pondered, but neither of them pursued the matter.

Then, a few shouts came from a corner:

"Why can't my genius son participate in such a trial! I just want to ask, why can't my genius son participate in such a trial!"

Several golden-armored immortal soldiers looked embarrassed and could only apologize repeatedly.

Everyone followed the sound and saw the pregnant young woman, but they could only calmly look away.

Wu Wang shifted his gaze back to the low table in front of him, picked up a cup of wine, sniffed it at his nose to make sure there was nothing unusual, and took a sip.

It wasn't because he was usually so cautious, but because he was worried that the Ten Calamities Palace would cause trouble.

If he was the mastermind behind the Ten Calamities Palace, he wouldn't miss such an opportunity. Taking advantage of the attention of all the experts being focused on the illusion trial, he would break through from the least expected aspect and cause trouble in the kitchen.

The risk was small, the rewards were great, and it would easily undermine the reputation of the Ren Emperor Pavilion.

"Big Brother."

With a sigh, Ji Mo walked over with his head down.

The immortal light was gone, the folding fan was no longer waving, and his elegance was no longer charming. When he arrived here, he sighed, smiled bitterly:

"I really... can't grasp such opportunities."

After speaking, he also respectfully saluted the Great Elder and Miao Elder. When he saw Miao Cuijiao up close, his gaze was momentarily blank, but then he withdrew his gaze and said:

"Excuse me, excuse me."

Wu Wang introduced, "This is a good friend of mine, the young master of the Ji family on the border, Ji Mo."

The Great Elder glanced at Ji Mo, nodded with a smile, and took the initiative to move aside.

Ji Mo thanked him and sat down, supporting his forehead with his hand, absentmindedly picking up the wine cup and drinking it in one gulp.

Wu Wang was a little puzzled and transmitted his voice, "Why did you suddenly lose your temper in the second round? Why did you fight with that man in white?"

"Hmph!"

Ji Mo's nostrils trembled slightly, and he cursed through voice transmission, "It's because the Kingdom of Women sent someone to mess with me! Although the grudge between us hasn't reached the point of life and death, I won't let him off easily. He shouldn't expect a smooth ride!"

"Oh?"Wu Wang immediately thought of that dead soldier, the one who attacked at a very critical moment, playing in a difficult mode like hell difficulty, and finally burned his own divine soul.

"So it turns out to be a personal grudge."

Ji Mo turned his head and looked at Wu Wang, transmitting his voice:

"Big brother, no, Xiong Xiong, where did you go? Why didn't I see you in the three rounds of trials? This shouldn't be the case. If you don't appear in the last round, it's really not convincing. I can even make it in..."

Wu Wang transmitted his voice to explain: "For the sake of the clan, I can't use the Star-Praying Technique. My strength is too weak and my luck is also bad."

"Ah," Ji Mo sighed softly, "We are really brothers in adversity."

Wu Wang smiled and shook his head, and glanced at the firelight in his spiritual platform, feeling very peaceful in his heart.

In addition to that, there was also something good in his spiritual platform.

It was a condensed and unscattered aura. If Wu Wang activated this aura, he could instantly transform into the "Spiritual Instrument of Shen Nong", which could be used to deceive and intimidate others at critical moments.

It could be considered as giving him a bit of "compensation".

Unfortunately, the Eight Trigrams Plate was taken back.

His future father-in-law was really too stingy. What's wrong with giving him an illusion that could trap enemies?

Wu Wang transmitted his voice to Ji Mo: "I don't know whether to say that you have bad luck or good luck. You openly hold the Yan Emperor's Order, and you will be busy behind the scenes."

"Busy is busy, but it's a great honor."

Ji Mo's face turned serious, transmitting his voice: "The winner of the first round and the bastard from the third round who took the Yan Emperor's Order can be considered acceptable. The forces behind them are not weak, so there shouldn't be any problems in the future.

The winner of the second round is a bit troublesome, with a weak foundation behind him.

But it doesn't matter. I just received news that he will hide his name and change his appearance to experience in the border military camp.

Fairy Ling also came."

While the two were talking, Ling Xiaolan had already left the side of the two seniors from the Mysterious Female Sect and walked towards them.

This time, Ji Mo was also present, and Ling Xiaolan's arrival did not attract much attention.

At this moment, the discussion in the hall was all about the three winners; other outstanding performers were only occasionally mentioned.

Ling Xiaolan just sat down and muttered softly, "This trial is really not beautiful. It can't even give cultivation at the Golden Elixir stage, let alone flying."

Wu Wang and Ji Mo looked at each other and laughed heartily.

Ji Mo laughed, "The three of us should really have a drink. We came back empty-handed!"

Ling Xiaolan took out a jade cup from her sleeve as instructed, but her gaze couldn't help but drift to the side, her little face seeming a bit guilty.

Wu Wang also rubbed his nose with his hand, took a cup to receive the wine, and enjoyed it with Ji Mo.

Ji Mo, known as the "Little Loudspeaker of the Human Realm", explained the names and backgrounds of the people who performed well in this competition.

The man in white was named Lin Qi, Ji Mo's archenemy. Their backgrounds were similar, both from the border military families, but the Lin family was somewhat suppressed by the Ji family and was in charge of local defense.

The Lin family could be considered an important official, and protecting Lin Qi was not a problem.

In addition to being too high-profile and too flamboyant, Lin Qi also had considerable ability. Ji Mo couldn't help but praise his talent in cultivation and his deep scheming, but his flaw was being petty.

The "Chosen One" who lay motionless and won the second round was named Xu Zhan. It's unknown how long he can survive.

The impressive demonic cultivator girl was named Le Yao, wearing a peacock dress and standing on the shoulders of two strong men. She was fifteen years old this year.

In addition to these people, there were more than ten others who performed exceptionally well in this trial, all of them outstanding among the young generation.

Wu Wang exclaimed, "Talents are truly emerging in the Human Realm, shining like stars."

"If Fairy Ling didn't have such quirks, she would also have a chance..."

Ji Mo shook his head and smiled, "Let's not mention it, it's all in the past!"

Ling Xiaolan thought for a moment and said, "According to legend, the Yan Emperor's Order only carries a segment of a technique. The true Yan Emperor's Order will only appear after three transformations.

Those three people only obtained a pass token, and the road ahead is still far."

Three transformations?

Wu Wang looked at Ling Xiaolan, but didn't say much, and clinked glasses with the two of them.

The two disciples from the exterminated sect also performed well, and Wu Wang took the time to encourage them and instructed the Great Elder to reward them more when they returned.

Ji Mo asked how Wu Wang became the sect master of this sect, and Wu Wang explained briefly. Ji Mo didn't ask much either, and went to toast a few cups with the Great Elder, but didn't approach the side of the Miao Elder and the exterminated sect female disciple.

Wu Wang even said that he had changed his nature, but unexpectedly, when Ji Mo was chatting, he said, "The techniques of the Black Desire Sect are really deadly."

He was knowledgeable in this area and had heard about it a long time ago.

Suddenly, the sound of bells and drums rang out, and clouds and mist rose from the central round platform. Eight old men and women with rosy complexions stepped forward and greeted everyone.

These were the important ministers by the side of the Human Emperor, who had followed the Human Emperor in battle for many years. They either controlled several major lifelines of the Human Realm or were responsible for the offensive and defensive battles on one side of the Human Realm.

Everyone in the hall stood up and saluted the eight high-level officials of the Human Realm.

On the side, fairy soldiers quickly brought nine low tables and nine cushions. One low table was placed in the center, and the other eight low tables were placed around the round platform according to the eight trigrams.

The head of the Ren Emperor Pavilion said loudly, "The Human Emperor is present today!"

As soon as the voice fell, clouds and mist filled the center of the hall, and a old man in a golden robe slowly walked out of the clouds and mist, leaning on a long staff.

His face was thin and surprised, with meticulously groomed gray-white hair. Although there were wrinkles, there was also vitality. He had a kind and benevolent expression, with warm light in his eyes. A strange medicinal fragrance filled the hall.

No one shouted, and no one led the way.Inside this grand hall, thousands of people bowed in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized, the only sound was the rustling of their robes.

"Greetings to the Human Emperor."

"Greetings to the Human Emperor!"

"Greetings to the Human Emperor!"

"Everyone, please rise and take your seats."

Shen Nong spoke in a warm voice, his gaze sweeping across the room. Many of the older immortals were so moved that they were on the verge of tears, their Dao hearts and demon hearts unstable.

Wu Wang turned his head to look at the Great Elder beside him, his eyes filled with tears. He was somewhat puzzled. The Great Elder, who was already of such advanced age and only half a step away from becoming a Transcendent, why would he...

All the cultivators in the place took their seats in unison. For a moment, they seemed to forget the conflict between immortals and demons, forget the differences between sects, and just stared intently at the figure of the Human Emperor.

Shen Nong placed his staff beside him, and the eight ministers also took their seats around the perimeter, facing the Human Emperor.

Shen Nong, the Yan Emperor, spoke in a warm voice, "Before, I didn't have much time left, which worried you all."

"Long live the Emperor, free from calamity!"

"Long live the Emperor, free from calamity!"

Such shouts echoed one after another, causing a commotion in the hall.

Shen Nong, the Yan Emperor, waved his hand and laughed, "I too wish to live a long life free from calamity, but after ruling the Human Realm for such a long time, so long that many memories have become blurred, I must consider what comes next.

In fact, before I decided to prolong my life, I hesitated for a long time."

The voice of the old predecessor seemed to carry a profound Dao rhyme, attracting everyone's attention and making them listen intently.

He said, "The lifespan of the human race has been shackled by the Heavenly Emperor. Forming the Golden Elixir, gathering the Elemental Infant, becoming a Heavenly Immortal, stepping into the Transcendent, all these processes are accompanied by breaking these shackles.

But the last shackle is the Heavenly Emperor himself. If we could break it, the crisis of the Human Realm would have been resolved long ago.

This is not a problem that can be solved by Dao or law, but a difficult problem that needs to be pondered by you, the later generations.

This prolongation of life has actually come at a great cost.

I knew about this cost beforehand, and I didn't want to endure it. I wanted to follow the example of my predecessor, Fuxi, and ignite the next flame. Although the Human Realm would be dark for a while, the flame would surely rise again, just like when I stepped onto the throne of the Human Emperor step by step.

But at that time, I met someone."

Shen Nong, the Yan Emperor, paused and laughed, "Can you guess who this person is?"

Wu Wang lowered his head in silence, calculating quickly in his heart, wondering if this old predecessor was trying to trap him again.

An old woman laughed, "Your Majesty, could it be the little golden dragon?"

"Correct, it's the little golden dragon."

Shen Nong squinted his eyes in amusement, picked up his wine cup and took a sip, then said warmly, "At least a dozen people here already know the identity of the little golden dragon. If his identity is exposed, I will hold you responsible."

The eight elders around him quickly bowed their heads in response.

The Great Elder and the Wise Elder beside Wu Wang held their breath, but they didn't reveal any flaws.

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The Human Emperor explained, "You don't need to think too much, he is not one of those talented individuals I have chosen to inherit the Great Dao of Fire.

My encounter with him was purely by chance during a medical consultation, and we became friends despite our age difference.

This guy has no manners, he's always disrespectful, even after knowing my identity, he doesn't show any reverence, and even dares to fight with me directly. He's quite ruthless, but it's all in good fun.

He's even ruined my robes a few times."

A few chuckles echoed throughout the hall.

But Shen Nong's smile gradually faded, and his voice became much deeper, "Do you know what surprised me the most about him?"

The immortals were silent.

"It's his inherent disbelief in fate!"

Shen Nong said slowly, "One day, when we were chatting, we talked about the matter of lifespan. He said something that deeply touched my Dao heart.

He said, 'Old man, you've lived so long, how come you haven't figured out one thing, it's better to live on than to die a good death.'

It was this sentence, 'it's better to live on than to die a good death,' that made me finally decide to prolong my life through medicine."

As he spoke, Shen Nong's voice gradually rose, "To die while carrying a heavy responsibility is nothing more than escapism!

To say that we pin our hopes on the future is nothing more than an excuse for incompetence!

As long as I still have strength, I will do my best to try to open up a bigger world for the Human Realm!"

After a pause, a strong pressure emerged around Shen Nong, causing all the Transcendents and Heavenly Immortals to lower their heads unconsciously, not daring to look directly at the current Human Emperor!

"Issue my imperial decree.

Starting from today, increase the troops in the northern border of the Human Realm.

All sects should immediately open their doors to accept disciples, and send three batches of disciples to the northern border within the next hundred years.

The Ren Emperor Pavilion should tilt its cultivation resources towards the Immortal Realm starting from today, and the Four Seas Pavilion should use its accumulated resources over the years to fully support the sects in cultivating disciples.

All the armies on the border should train in sync, establish an Immortal Army, sharpen their swords, and set their sights on the distance!

This upcoming wave of beasts will serve as a military exercise, and within three hundred years, we will gather the power of the Human Realm!"

Shen Nong said, "Don't wait until the time is right for the human race, and we are still sharpening our knives and raising our horses.

Don't focus on who will inherit the throne of the next Human Emperor. If I don't die, there will be a great expedition in a thousand years. We will slaughter beasts, slay gods, step into the Heavenly Palace, and rewrite the order of the Heavenly Mandate!"

The hall was silent.

Wu Wang looked at Shen Nong, the Yan Emperor, in surprise, as if he was seeing this old predecessor for the first time. His heart was filled with an indescribable excitement.

The master of the Four Seas Pavilion stood up and shouted loudly, "I will devote my heart and soul to the cause!"

A wave of voices rose in the hall, and the trembling shouts echoed continuously, as if a flame was spreading from Shen Nong.

"Step into the Heavenly Palace, rewrite the order of the Heavenly Mandate!"

"Fight to the death, to comfort the heroic spirits!"

"We are willing to follow Your Majesty, devote our hearts and souls, and never regret even if we die a thousand times!"