Xue Tiandu was blasted to death by his own hidden weapon, but the Wood God Post remained completely unharmed.
The Minor Divine Art recorded on the Wood God Post was called the Dragon Locking Divine Stake.
It was unclear whether he had not yet had time to cultivate it, or had simply never gotten the chance to use it.
Two of the Blood Spirit Academy's three competing teams had already been wiped out.
The last team was led by the Third Prince of the Blood God Clan, Xue Tianhe, and was exceptionally elite.
Xue Tianhe himself, the team captain, was a genuine expert who had overcome the Second Spirit Soul Tribulation. His apparent strength matched that of the Five Great Academies' top disciples, and his whereabouts were elusive.
The ancient mountain was emerald green, tens of thousands of feet tall and stretching an unknown distance, its range reaching endlessly toward the horizon. It lay quietly across the earth, exuding an ancient air.
The Wood God Palace had once been a mighty power with an Earth Sovereign seated at its helm.
With the true mountain gate now revealed, the area within tens of thousands of miles erupted into a frenzy.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Countless streaks of light swept across the sky in a mighty flood. Nearly ten thousand teams had come at the news, and this terrifying number continued to grow without pause.
The Northern Heavens Squad perched on a towering ancient tree, gazing into the distance at the lush, vibrant mountain.
Densely packed, transparent threads enveloped it, crisscrossing chaotically in midair and rippling with an utterly abstruse, profound, and terrifying fluctuation.
"A Grandmaster Spiritual Array."
Mu Chen's tangible Mind's Eye activated on its own and reached a conclusion.
The crowd stirred. Four teams from Spiritual Academies with entirely different