Whoosh!
Yuan Qingcang unleashed the power of the Dragon Transformation Origin Realm, and the entire arena erupted.
Boom!
Yuan Qingcang clashed with the young prodigy again. With a thunderous crash, the young man shuddered and flew backward, tumbling off the platform.
Yuan Qingcang looked at him. "So what if you have a Battle Body? I, Yuan Qingcang, can still defy the heavens and change my fate!"
"Good! Good! Good!"
Many prodigies roared in excitement.
Yuan Qingcang represented not only Eighth Heaven, but also Seventh Heaven and the other prodigies who had challenged those with Battle Bodies.
"Yuan Qingcang made the top ten!"
"Only by making the top ten can you hope to change your clan's fate!"
"Exactly! I heard that entering the Immortal Dao Palace can earn you a Battle Embryo. Those Battle Embryos could at least change your family's fate!"
The prodigies began discussing it among themselves.
The white-robed elder presiding over the contest came back to his senses and announced loudly, "This round is over. Any eliminated cultivator confident of competing for a place in the top ten may take the stage!"
Nine places had now been decided. The tenth would go to one of the eliminated prodigies.
Among them, however, were two prodigies from Nine Heavens with Battle Bodies.
Only those two had the strength to compete for tenth place.
But just as they were about to step onto the platform, something happened.
The void trembled, and a dark, eerie formation appeared beneath Yang Po.
Black runes surged from the formation and intertwined, sending out spatial fluctuations.
The next moment, five figures appeared.
Elder Zixu's expression changed drastically. "This is bad! They're Ghost Path Cultivators! They're here to snatch the seedlings! Protect the prodigies, quickly!"
This was not the first time someone had tried to snatch the