Immortal Art Furnace, Heroes Gather Like Clouds

After a brief interlude, the contest continued.

Everyone present was a top genius of the Eastern Divine Continent. Not one of them was weak in cultivation, and all manner of immortal arts came to them as easily as lifting a hand.

The ferocity of the clashes and the variety of methods far surpassed the lower realm by who knew how many times. It could be called a visual feast.

"Not bad. The seedlings of this generation are of extremely high caliber. There are no fewer than ten Heavenly Immortals alone. It seems the Eastern Divine Continent truly is about to usher in a great era."

"Tang Feng, Ye Husheng, Lu Guanqi... these few are all rather extraordinary. In the future, they have hope of assaulting the Mystic Immortal realm."

"That is no lie. Their brilliance has merely been covered by Shen Yun. If placed in previous trials, all of them would have the strength to contend for the top of the ranking."

"..."

High in the sky, the assembled great figures nodded repeatedly. Seeing the fierce battle in the field, they gave it high approval.

At the same time, Shen Yun was also watching in calm concentration.

With his current breadth of vision, this sort of spell-fighting was far too immature, and could even be said to be full of holes, but the endless variations of immortal arts gave him no small amount of inspiration.

"Every immortal art inheritance condenses the creator's talent and thought. It is their true insight into the Great Dao."

Shen Yun's heart was like a bright mirror. His Divine Sense quietly enveloped the whole field, catching the traces of the Great Dao within the immortal light, using them to complete himself.

Deep within his sea of qi, streams of magic power flowed accordingly, at times