Some disciples knew how powerful those five were, and a fierce fighting spirit immediately rose in their hearts.
"Previous failures weren't enough to truly crush us, but this opportunity is our chance to turn things around!"
Afterward, the crowd dispersed unhappily. Some disciples looked at the five of them with cold sneers and made throat-slitting gestures, utterly arrogant.
Li Changfeng and the other four narrowed their eyes slightly, the anger in their hearts slowly rising.
"It seems we've been too low-key. Young people these days need to be taught a lesson!"
The five spoke slowly, their faces icy.
Zhang Daoling smiled meaningfully. "It seems this competition will be even more interesting than I imagined!"
Seven days.
Over these seven days, Zhang Daoling had spread the news across the entire continent, instantly causing a tremendous uproar.
Young genius disciples from the four great continents rushed toward Central Province, toward the Zhenwu Taoist Sect.
Most of the young people who could truly be selected were disciples of major powers, though there were also a small number of independent cultivators. Most of them were young people who had encountered fortunate opportunities.
Among the five great continents, Northern Buddha Province was especially unique. All those who came from there were young monks.
Their arrival left the young disciples greatly puzzled. One of them exclaimed, "Are all the martial artists of Northern Buddha Province monks? That's far too strange!"
The young monk leading Northern Buddha Province wore a solemn expression and raised one palm. "Amitabha. Benefactor, it seems you have misunderstood Northern Buddha Province."
After saying that, the young Buddhist disciple smiled faintly and cast a kind glance at the young man who had spoken. Then he began chanting a low Buddhist incantation.
The young man suddenly felt dizzy and disoriented. His body swayed,