Seeing Ye Yuan come out, Meng Wuqu nodded slightly, and Changying waved to him in greeting.
Ye Yuan laughed, "I'm actually the third one to pass. I thought there would be many more people passing."
Changying pointed at Meng Wuqu: "I just arrived recently, he was the first one here."
"How many points did you get?" Ye Yuan asked casually.
"One hundred million." Meng Wuqu remained expressionless.
He was the first to clear the level, and then he comprehended the Dao in the space, raising his strength from the Saint Venerable Fifth Stage to the seventh level, which was another perfect performance.
The higher one's cultivation level, the more difficult it becomes to improve, especially for cultivators who have reached a certain level.
For example, the Saint Venerable is already at the top of the pyramid of the First Heavens. Being able to advance two levels further demonstrates his extraordinary talent!
"Fifty million."
Changying openly and generously displayed his jade pendant.
She comprehended the Dao in the illusionary space, and her cultivation level rose to the Immortal Thearch Sixth Stage. Because the level increase was not significant and the randomly entered space was of average difficulty, her score was not particularly high.
Changying was also quite helpless about this; she had long known that her luck was terrible...
Whether it was the Xuanqiong Immortal Tower, the Lost Immortal Temple, the Immortal Market, or this illusory space, she either gained nothing or very little. Especially when she was with someone blessed with great fortune, her pitiful state was even more apparent...
How strange!
However, she has a Buddhist-like personality, is not elated by external gains or saddened by personal losses, and enjoys a carefree life every day.
Changying, with her sleeves tucked in and her pretty face slightly turned to the side, stared intently at the Dao Emptiness gate in front of her, hoping that the other members of the Xuanji Sect would appear.
Time slowly passed.
People kept stepping out of the portal.
These are all people who have passed through the illusion. As long as they pass, they will receive corresponding points. If they further improve their cultivation, it will be like icing on the cake, and their scores will be even higher.
Many more people are trapped in the illusion, unable to save themselves, and ultimately exceed the allotted time, resulting in their elimination in large numbers.
Inside the spatial portal, Zhou Zhulu, Zhou Jin, and Yun Muchen emerged one after another.
The scores of the Xuanji Sect members are quite peculiar. Although they each perform differently, they each have their own strengths, and they have achieved a remarkable unity.
Both are fifty million!
Within the illusionary space, speed, temperament, wisdom, strength, talent, and other comprehensive factors are tested; a person can always gain points in one or more of these areas.
"Where is the sect leader?" Zhou Jin frowned, realizing something was wrong.
"Logically speaking, shouldn't the sect leader be the first to come out? Can those illusions trap him?" Yun Muchen scratched his head.
Holding the Changying focused her senses. After a moment, she shook her head. The interference from the Great Dao of Dreams in the space was too strong, and she could not locate Xie Feng in a short time.
"Don't panic, calm down and wait." Zhou Zhulu's calm voice reassured everyone.
One by one, figures stepped out of the spatial gate and arrived on the wasteland.
An hour is about to pass!
Ten minutes left!
Within the portal, energy swirled, and faint figures could be seen moving about.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent!
Everyone turned to look.
A person stepped out of the spatial portal, dressed in flowing blue robes, with a composed expression.
Xie Feng!
It's finally out!
The Xuanji Sect members hurriedly went to greet them.
Xie Feng said calmly, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Changying patted his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled, "Now that you're here, I'm not worried anymore."
Yun Muchen asked, " Immortal Lord, the rankings are coming up next. How many points did you get?"
Xie Feng paused for a moment, then took out the jade token. The four of them craned their necks to look at it, but then opened their mouths wide in unison.
No fraction!
There are no numbers on the jade plaque!
The other contestants looked over, equally astonished.
At this moment, two examiners appeared. They saw it and raised their eyebrows in surprise.
Since the start of the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly, participants in the third round have either been eliminated without scoring points or passed with scoring points. There has never been a single person who passed without scoring points!
This is so contradictory!
The examiners were stunned; this was truly an unprecedented individual.
After discussion, the two decided to respect this miraculous phenomenon and judged Xie Feng to have passed. However, the jade tablet did not display a score, so Xie Feng only received zero points.
Xie Feng simply nodded in response, accepting the situation calmly.
His experiences were too bizarre: the folding of two worlds, a dialogue beyond time and space, a wavering will, and no improvement in cultivation...
If these skills were applied to anyone else, they would have been eliminated long ago!
Xie Feng had no regrets, because he gained something more important!
He met his master, had a conversation with him, and clarified his goal!
Speaking of which...
Where did the old nun who went into "seclusion" with her master go?
Could it be that Master is a womanizer and abandoned her after starting a relationship...?
Xie Feng couldn't help but let his mind wander...
An hour later, the spatial gate closed. After the third test, only one thousand of the five thousand participants remained. After three more tests and rankings based on total scores, the top two hundred were selected to participate in the final battle!
" The Demonic Sect! Number One!"
"Wow! The perennial runner-up has actually made a comeback!"
"What do you mean by 'surprisingly'? Under the leadership of the unparalleled Devil Emperor, the Demonic Sect's strength has long since reached an overwhelming level; they're just low-key and keep a low profile!"
"Second Immortal Alliance: Immortal Alliance; third place: Green Duckweed Manor. As expected! Green Duckweed Manor was previously in fourth place, but this time it has successfully entered the top three."
" Xuanji Sect is fourth! I heard that their sect leader didn't get any points in the third round, and they still managed to get fourth place... What a terrifying sect!"
" The Xuanji Sect has great ambitions; they will definitely challenge those above them."
"The final battle is going to be interesting."
People were talking about it, and many eyes were on the five people from the Xuanji Sect!
On the other side.
Xie Feng held a scroll containing Yun Muchen's record of the top ten in the final battle.
Demonic Sect, Immortal Alliance, Green Duckweed Manor, Xuanji Sect, Heavenly Balance Mountain, Frost Immortal Manor, Moon Palace... Seven Stars Domain.
Zhou Jin asked, "Sect Leader, how should we strategize for the final battle?"
Xie Feng said in a deep voice, "In the final battle, these forces will definitely bring out their trump cards and send out their strongest fighters. They might also resort to tactics. In short, we'll see what the rules are and adapt accordingly. Under normal circumstances, I will fight."
After the third stage, the examiner led the two hundred people back to the original square. The Palace Master of the Cloud Palace activated the mechanism, and rows of seats instantly rose up on the vast square, forming a spiral ring large enough to accommodate the people of an entire city.
The eliminated contestants were now seated, a dense crowd like a continuous dark cloud, their voices clamoring.
In the center of the square, a square stone platform, 100 meters high and 100 meters wide, rises up; this is the arena for the final battle.
Two hundred people took their seats in the first row according to their ranking.
Xie Feng and the others took their seats, with the four elders of the Demon Sect on their right and Qingping, Fujun, and the other two on their left.
The four elders exchanged glances upon seeing Xie Feng, and were about to speak when they looked up and saw Jun Ran with his fiery red lips curled into a smile, instantly falling silent.
As soon as Xie Feng sat down, he felt a gaze piercing him.
His brows furrowed slightly beneath the brim of his cloak. He raised his head slightly, pulled the brim up a little, and calmly met his gaze.