The flowing waters washed away the sand without pause; before the previous waves had subsided, new waves were already rising.
The trial three months from now would push the already turbulent situation toward a new climax.
The true disciples of various sects, the Holy Sons of ancient clans, and the Heavenly Prides of imperial dynasties all rubbed their fists and wiped their palms, converging on the Immortal Ancient Battlefield in unspoken agreement.
Because the Eastern Hundred Prefectures would be holding selections simultaneously, there were countless Trial Participants—far more than the outside world could imagine.
In the Eastern Divine Continent alone, Spirit Boats and flying carriages came and went without end, bustling and jostling as they streaked rapidly across the horizon.
Within the Ouyang Family, the atmosphere had also grown increasingly heated because of this grand event that was about to begin, with waves of discussion rising one after another.
"The clouds stir in all eight directions, and heroes rise together. At last, the time has come. I wonder who will command the tides this time."
"Stop showing off your literary flair and hurry up to prepare the immortal talismans and spirit pills! The First Elder has issued a death order. Anyone who drags the others down will not be spared."
"With brother Shen joining the Ouyang Family as a Guest Elder, our strength is no longer what it was. This trial may well see us break into the top five, or even seize a place in the top three. We absolutely cannot drop the ball and ruin the family's grand plans."
"Well said. Last time, the Eldest Young Lady fought alone and still claimed a spot in the top ten. Now that brother Shen is lending his full assistance, perhaps we can even contend for the top rank."
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