Seeing this, the nine elders of the Mountain of Dao Attainment simply smiled and made no move to stop them. They didn't even spare a second of their gaze for those departing prodigies.
Although all of them are qualified to enter the Mountain of Dao Attainment, there are still huge differences between the different chosen ones.
These cultivators, who were merely qualified to become Outer Sect Disciple, obviously could not attract the attention of the nine elders.
"Taking the hits all the time isn't my style. Now, it's time to make my move!" With that, Murong Liu clenched his fist, his gaze unwavering.
Before the next attack could land, Murong Liu took the initiative and launched his own attack. Golden light erupted from his body, and his cultivation level instantly reached its peak.
In an instant, Murong Liu's entire body transformed into a golden light. Before the cultivators could even see Murong Liu's movements clearly, they saw him already appear in front of the blue-robed projection.
"Boom!"
He threw a punch without any hesitation, which elicited a slight smile from the blue-robed projection opposite him.
Although it was just a projection, it contained a trace of the spiritual power of the Elder in green robes. This projection also had its own thinking ability. When it saw Murong Liu a move, the projection in green robes also threw a punch.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided, instantly drawing the attention of all living beings.
Murong Liu's body flew backward, the golden light on her body dimmed slightly, but the fighting spirit on her face did not diminish in the slightest. In the shadows, it seemed that a golden war god phantom slowly emerged behind her.
The phantom of the God of War opened and closed its mouth as if chanting some extremely mysterious incantation, but no sound came out.
Only Murong Liu's golden light surged once more, appearing even stronger than before.
Murong Liu charged forward again, unleashing a series of punches.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
A series of bombardments were heard. This time, Murong Liu did not retreat, but instead engaged in a fierce battle with the blue-robed projection.
Surprisingly, Murong Liu seemed to grow stronger and fiercer with each battle, his golden light becoming increasingly brilliant, and he appeared to be evenly matched with the blue-robed phantom.
The cultivators instinctively held their breath, silently counting the number of attacks from Murong Liu and the blue-robed projection.
"The eighth move!"
"The ninth move!"
"The tenth move!"
In the blink of an eye, Murong Liu had already reached the threshold to become Inner Sect Disciple of the Mountain of Dao Attainment.
Many cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, but Murong Liu, as the fighter, seemed unconcerned and continued his relentless attacks.
Even in Murong Liu's pupils, a golden light appeared.
The corners of his mouth turned up, clearly indicating that the number of attacks was no longer what he cared about most. Whether they were True Disciple or enlightened disciples, for Murong Liu now, it was far more than once.
fighting!
That's the only thing on Murong Liu right now.
Meanwhile, Murong Liu's outburst ignited the entire arena. The remaining cultivators were all the pride of the Three Thousand Immortal Worlds, and they had been suppressed by that green-robed phantom for a long time, so they were already feeling extremely frustrated.
Seeing Murong Liu's wide-ranging and powerful fighting style, they could no longer contain themselves.
The first to make a move was Feng Shenlang. His black aura expanded several times in an instant, and one could vaguely see that his eyes had turned bloodshot.
"Buzz..."
After a spatial ripple, the dark figure rushed straight towards the blue-robed projection.
Not far away, several divine soldiers also attracted the attention of Baili Luoxing. A series of buzzing sounds were heard as thousands of arrows were fired at once, rushing straight towards the green-robed phantom.
During this time, no one knows what kind of opportunity Baili Luoxing encountered. Not only has his physique reached the minor completion stage, but the number of weapons nurtured within his body has also increased several times over, resulting in a major upgrade for his entire body.
Currently, Baili Luoxing's weakest weapon is a magic treasure at the Immortal Marquis Realm. As for his most core divine sword, it has absorbed the essence of ten thousand weapons and has completely transformed into the Immortal Emperor Realm.
However, Immortal Artifact and Dao Artifact are not comparable at all; it is not that the level of Immortal Qi a certain level of energy can only exert a certain level of power.
Ultimately, Immortal Artifact relies on the power of its master.
If the master himself has the means and power to activate the Immortal Artifact, then it is not surprising that Immortal Artifact at the Immortal Emperor Realm can unleash even greater power.
Aside from the battles between Baili Luoxing, Murong Liu, and Feng Shenlang, there were also nine other arenas where earth-shattering commotions erupted.
At this point, the twelve most dazzling prodigies were fully revealed to the assembled cultivators.
Seeing this, the elders of the Twelve Divine Palaces all smiled. Although they had anticipated the current situation, seeing these twelve brilliant cultivators unleash their talents at the same time was still quite a spectacle.
Each of these twelve cultivators possessed an extremely powerful reliance, whether it was some kind of powerful and heaven-defying bloodline, some kind of terrifying physique, some had extremely powerful cultivation techniques, and some had persevered by relying on their own racial talents.
These twelve battles were a real eye-opener for all the onlookers, making them fully understand what it means to be a chosen one of heaven.
Although the previous cultivators were also quite powerful, they were nothing compared to these people now.
Inside the Primordial Space, looking at the scene before him, Lin Yu couldn't help but smile slightly.
"These guys, they really do flock to wherever there's excitement." Lin Yu shook his head helplessly as he said this, looking like he couldn't do anything about them.
"But since you're going, go for it! Just don't embarrass me."
The scene shifts back to the battle that took place before Mountain of Dao Attainment.
A series of booming sounds echoed across the starry sky. Before they knew it, the cultivators on the arena had already exchanged a hundred blows with the easily illusory figure, leaving only about fifty cultivators behind.
These people have now qualified to become Inner Sect Core Disciple, and most of them have reached the peak of the Peak of the Late Immortal King Realm.
Of course, compared to the twelve most eye-catching people, the rest paled in comparison.
At this moment, whether it was the Three Thousand Immortal Worlds, the Nine Elders of the Mountain of Dao Attainment, or the powerful figures of the Twelve Divine Palaces, everyone had already focused their attention on those twelve cultivators.
Although they are both Inner Sect Core Disciple, they are no longer on the same level.
Most of the others were barely holding on, and would be eliminated if they weren't careful. But those twelve people were unleashing their full potential and truly pushing their limits.