Heavenly God Academy, before the Battle Intent Wall.
These past few days had been livelier than the previous several years combined. The crowd was shoulder to shoulder, and countless burning gazes were fixed on the two distinct imprints upon the stone wall.
One was a fist mark sunk an inch deep, brimming with battle intent that had not dispersed for ten years; the other was a seemingly faint finger mark, yet it appeared to contain boundless profundity and had only been left there for several days.
The former belonged to Zhan Tianxing, one of the renowned Top Ten Sequences. The latter belonged to a newcomer, Chu Jiang.
At this moment.
Quite a few renowned geniuses ranked among the top hundred, even the top fifty, of the inner court rankings were comprehending and observing the finger intent here.
There were.
Three people before the Battle Intent Wall who drew the most attention.
The first was built like an iron tower, the second possessed an icy temperament with faint Ice Mist swirling around her, and the third wore plain clothes but had eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
They were Mao Shan, the ninety-eighth-ranked "Earth Splitting Axe" on the inner court Heavenly Ranking; Xiao Lengyin, the fifty-second-ranked "Ice Cloud Fairy"; and Zhuge Dali, the twenty-seventh-ranked "Little Formation King."
Mao Shan stood five zhang away from the finger mark, his muscles knotted and bulging as an earthy yellow glow circulated over his body. He tried to forcibly withstand that freezing, restraining power and touch the origin of imprisoning heaven.
Yet after barely a dozen breaths, his face turned pale. With a muffled groan, he staggered several steps back, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with gravity. "How overbearing. This cannot be resisted by brute