Meanwhile, inside the Mandate Hall.
Sky Lord Hei Fengyueying looked at the disciples below and was just about to speak.
An urgent cry rang out. "Reporting to the Sky Lord! This humble servant has something important to report."
At those words, the disciples inside the hall shuddered slightly.
But none of them said anything. They quietly awaited Hei Fengyueying's decision.
In the Mandate Hall, Hei Fengyueying was the supreme authority.
No one could defy her.
"Come in."
Hei Fengyueying spoke calmly, her voice barely fluctuating.
Before long, a man hurried inside.
His name was Chu Yun, a reserve disciple of the Mandate Temple currently responsible for relaying information.
"This humble servant greets the Sky Lord."
As soon as Chu Yun entered, he cupped his fists.
Hei Fengyueying raised a hand. "Rise and speak."
"Yes, Sky Lord."
Chu Yun drew a deep breath before speaking.
"Tell me. What is it?"
Hei Fengyueying spoke unhurriedly.
Chu Yun took a deep breath. "Senior Brother Zhangsun has entered the arena to fight that outsider named Chen Wen."
Chen Wen?
Hei Fengyueying's brows knitted slightly.
Besides, what was so important about Zhangsun Wuji fighting an outsider?
Wait.
If she remembered correctly, Duan Changfeng had mentioned not long ago that a strand of Divine Sense Zhangsun Wuji had left behind had been defeated by someone named Chen Wen.
Zhangsun Wuji had admitted it himself.
Duan Changfeng had even teased Zhangsun Wuji about it at the time.
Could that Chen Wen have joined this selection as well?
Had Zhangsun Wuji seized this chance to fight him?
She knew Zhangsun Wuji's temperament well. That young man named Chen Wen must have displayed extraordinary strength.
Otherwise, he would not necessarily have entered the arena.
And if she remembered correctly, the first round of the Heavenly Mandate Selection required participants