Wood Family's Eldest Sister, Mu Di

Mo Ye Han's shock was written all over his face. His voice brimmed with disbelief and confusion, and his state of mind instantly fell into chaos, all his former confidence and pride vanishing without a trace.

As his shock gradually turned to astonishment, Chen Xun and the others finally spotted him. The latter smiled and even waved at him, their gazes carrying a sense of encouragement...

Yet Mo Ye Han felt that those gazes resembled the way elders looked upon juniors... It was exceedingly strange. Those two wooden placards in particular made the corner of his mouth twitch, and a trace of embarrassment appeared in his eyes.

"Brother..."

Mo Ye Han suddenly shook his head with a smile, his words carrying a measure of relief. "So this was why you were not on the Chaos Immortal Spirit Ranking. It seems my opponents were never prodigies of my own generation."

He nodded in response toward the distant viewing platform, his gaze gradually sharpening. An ancient war spear rested diagonally across his back. With a crisp hum, he suddenly turned to look toward the other side.

There stood a prodigy of the Eight-Meridian Flood Dragon Clan. A cold smile hung on the face of his massive body, his bearing brimming with arrogance as he looked down upon the Dao Academy disciples at the central grand arena.

To the northeast stood a Human Race cultivator in white robes. A white curtain of wind billowed behind him, filled with the gathered primordial energy of heaven and earth.

His body was swift and vigorous as the wind. Every step he took seemed capable of stirring a thousand layers of waves. Surging wind dharma power emanated from him, turning the surrounding air violent and distorted.

To the southeast stood a Sea Clan cultivator clad in golden