After everyone had laughed for a while, Jiang Ping An asked Miao Xia another question:
"Once I enter the Ancestor Thunder Hall, how can I earn a high-level immortal technique as a reward?"
That was what he cared about most.
Miao Xia said, "Apparently, this Command Token lets you take an assessment. The reward depends on how you perform."
"As for what the assessment involves, I haven't seen anyone discuss it on the Divine Token. But broadly speaking, the stronger you are, the more likely you are to receive a high-level immortal technique."
Jiang Ping An nodded. "Then I'll go take a look."
Jiang Chuan looked at his father, guilt written across his face. "I'm sorry, Father. I'm already this old, yet you still have to worry about me."
He wanted to challenge the Ancestor Thunder Hall himself, but he was nowhere near as strong as his father.
If he forced his way in, he might waste the Command Token.
Jiang Ping An patted his shoulder, unconcerned. "Even if you're a hundred thousand years old, you're still my son. I have nothing else to do right now, so I'll go have a look."
"You only just got back, and you're leaving already?" Miao Xia was a little unhappy.
"I'll leave an Avatar here to keep you company."
Jiang Ping An split off a Source Star and left it behind. His remaining Avatars returned to the Ruin Battlefield and headed for the Ancestor Thunder Hall.
He had many Source Stars and could create many Avatars. Every Avatar was his true self; they differed only in strength.
Not long ago, when the Twelve Great Demons of the Demon Race had surrounded and attacked him, he had lost nine Source Stars.
At present, he had seventy-two Source Stars in total.
Though that was