Lu Yun immediately turned his gaze to Lu Wen beside him.
Lu Wen did not keep him guessing and explained directly:
"According to Mother, this is to give those eighteen groups one more trial before they enter the Immortal Burial Ruins."
"And that trial is precisely the terrifying Gang Wind atop Cloud-Plucking Summit."
As he spoke, another howl of fierce wind came from the projection above the Dragon-Suppressing Platform.
Once the wind died down, Lu Wen continued explaining:
"The Gang Wind atop Cloud-Plucking Summit is formed from Innate Gang Qi gathered tens of thousands of feet in the sky. An ordinary person standing in it would likely have both body and soul blown into oblivion."
After hearing Lu Wen's explanation, Chu Xiaoxiao nodded as well.
"A Wen is right. The Gang Wind atop Cloud-Plucking Summit is the final trial for those eighteen groups and the Demon Cultivators of the Nine Abysses before the Dragon-Slaying Assembly begins."
Lu Yun nodded, then asked with some concern:
"Junior Martial Uncle Taiping and the others should be all right, shouldn't they?"
Chu Xiaoxiao, who had now also sat down at the table, immediately smiled and waved a hand upon hearing Lu Yun's words.
"If Eldest Brother Taiping has trouble, I'm afraid the Human Race's cultivators will have been wiped out before they even enter this Dragon-Slaying Assembly."
Hearing Chu Xiaoxiao say this, Lu Yun and his younger brother immediately relaxed.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!...
Just then, another howl of fierce wind came from the projection above the Dragon-Suppressing Platform.
The three then saw the glow of magic power light up one after another around the eighteen groups on the Cloud-Picking Platform.
A little while later, every cultivator in every group apart from the Five Great Aristocratic Clans of Chenglong Heaven and the Nine Abysses shone