"This boy is no ordinary talent!"
The lake was currently displaying an image of Xiao Tianhao.
He was locked in combat with a massive Demi-God Level serpent, beating it back again and again until wounds covered its body.
"Ming, your Feather Divine Sect already took the strongest genius during the last disciple selection. Surely it should be our Miyun Divine Sect's turn this time."
A white-haired elder stroked his beard and smiled.
"Wuchen, you can't put it that way. The disciples we took last time were all about the same level. What strongest genius? You can't just make things up." Ming, wrapped entirely in a cloak, gave a helpless smile.
"Hehehe, the Heavenly Sound Divine Sect won't compete with you. I'll take these young ladies." An exquisitely beautiful woman waved her hand gently, and the image shifted to Xiao Ning'er and the other girls.
"Hahaha, Lingyun, you're even more outrageous than Ming and Wuchen!" The burly middle-aged man beside them laughed heartily.
"Hahaha." Everyone burst into laughter.
Elsewhere.
Nie Li and the others had also entered the Nine-Layer Deathlands.
The mist had likewise separated them into several groups.
However, because Nie Li had been holding Ye Ziyun's hand, the mist had not separated them.
At that moment, hundreds of experts from the great families crowded around a vast lake, their eyes fixed on the battle in the sky. Nie Li and Ye Ziyun were among them.
Dozens of red pillars of light shot skyward from the lake. A mysterious aura rippled outward from within them, and they could sense the abundant, pure energy they contained.
Over a dozen Legend rank experts were surrounding and attacking a Corpse Flood Dragon above the lake.
Although the Corpse Flood Dragon had been battered into a sorry state, it had suffered no serious injuries.