At that moment, the Heavenly Prodigies selected by the various heavenly and earthly sects all stood before the towering, mountain-like Black Tablet.
Lightning flickered faintly around the Black Tablet, drawn in and absorbed by it. Purple electricity coursed over its surface like fire, spreading down into the ground.
Nine Dragon Carriages flew in and lined up on either side of the Black Tablet. The enormous bodies of twenty-seven Ancestral Dragons filled the sky, leaving the disciples deeply shaken and awed.
The three Ancestral Dragons pulling the central Dragon Carriage all had golden scales and streaming whiskers. Their size and imposing presence surpassed the others, and they seemed to have reached True Immortal Realm Tenth Layer Perfection.
Many of the Heavenly Prodigies present might not even have been able to defeat one of these mounts.
Standing on the Dragon Carriage was a tall, imposing young man clad in a golden Divine Armor Royal Robe. He looked down upon everyone from on high, the space around him seemingly frozen, his oppressive presence blanketing the heavens.
"The Ancient Immortal Realm was once a place where our dynasty's ancestors cultivated."
The cold, majestic voice came slowly from the Third Prince, Chu Xiangtian. "You Heavenly Prodigies hail from various sects and schools, and all of you are dragons and phoenixes among men. But only truly exceptional monsters can represent our dynasty in the Southern Region Assembly Battle!"
"There are only one thousand places!"
"Everyone else will be eliminated and return to their respective sects to continue cultivating in seclusion."
Chu Xiangtian's words were sharp and icy, his tone utterly merciless.
His declaration immediately shocked the disciples of every sect, who exchanged bewildered glances.
There were nearly twenty thousand people here, yet only one thousand would be chosen?
Did that not mean only one in twenty