Chapter 1743

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Primary Selection

Yang Yi nodded and said with a smile, "You are my Junior Brother and you have the Teleportation Skill. You don't have to participate in the primary selection. You can advance directly!"

Feng Ruji frowned but did not say anything. After all, Yang Yi was the one who presided over the primary selection. He had the final say.

The eyes of Xue Hui and old man Jue Shang both lit up. They looked at Zhuo Wen with even more passion. An Envoy of Primal Chaos was a symbol of nobility. To them, being acquainted with an Envoy of Primal Chaos would bring unimaginable benefits.

However, the Envoys of Primal Chaos were all extremely prideful and would not easily get involved with others. However, Zhuo Wen was actually so familiar with the Envoys of Primal Chaos before them. How could they not be moved? Even their gazes towards Zhuo Wen became much more attentive.

Zhuo Wen cupped his hands. Then, under Yang Yi's instructions, he floated lightly to a ten feet long round plate of wind and thunder that was floating in the air and sat down cross-legged.

Xue Hui followed closely behind and chose the disc next to Zhuowen. Old Man Jue Shang hesitated for a moment and then went to the other side of Zhuowen.

"He knows the Messengers of Chaos?

It's incredible. The Messengers of Chaos are all arrogant and would not easily get involved with others, let alone open the door for others. But this guy was promoted by the Messengers of Chaos … "

What happened on the disc naturally did not escape the attention of the crowd. Especially when they saw Zhuowen directly get on the disc, there was an uproar below.

Although many warriors were not convinced, the Messengers of Chaos represented the Chaos Temple and had the right to veto the primary selection of the final Divine Battle. Even if they made a fuss, they would not be able to change the result.

Qing Mo, who was standing below, had a complicated expression. At this moment, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Thinking back to the scene when he talked back to Zhuowen, he could not help but feel a lingering fear. He knew that with Zhuowen's strength, it would not have been difficult to kill him.

"Alright, all of you old Earthly Immortals can go back to your positions. The rest of the places will be given to the juniors!" Yang Yi waved his hand.

Feng Ruji and the other two also returned to their respective positions. As for the two people beside Feng Ruji, Zhuowen also knew their names and identities through Xue Hui's voice transmission.

Those two people were both males in their prime. One of them had a rather robust body. Although he was wearing a long robe, one could still faintly see the robust body of that person. That person was Long Ruo Mansion's Mansion Master, Ji Feilong.

The other person was rather skinny. He was the Lord of the Sky Water Prefecture, Shui Tianze. Both of them had reached the Early-stage of the Earth Immortal Realm. However, compared to Xue Hui, there was still a gap between them and Zhou Jun.

"Speaking of which, why hasn't Zhou Jun arrived yet?

Could it be that something happened in the Zhou Tan Estate? "Ji Feilong asked in surprise.

Ji Feilong had a good relationship with Zhou Jun. At this moment, seeing that all the Earthly Immortal Realm old monsters near the Wind Thunder Prefecture had arrived except for Zhou Jun, he was naturally surprised.

Feng Ruji narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "Zhou Jun was killed by Long Wen!"

Ji Feilong and Shui Tianze were shocked. From the introduction just now, they naturally knew that the young man with the cultivation of the Half Immortal Realm was called Long Wen.

Originally, the fact that Long Wen could teleport with his cultivation of the Half Immortal Realm and was acquainted with the Envoy of Primal Chaos, Yang Yi, was enough to shock them. But now, Zhou Jun's death completely ignited the fear in their hearts.

They did not question Feng Ruji because Feng Ruji was the patriarch of the Wind Branch of the Wind Thunder Clan. Naturally, he would not speak without thinking. What shocked them was that Long Wen, a Half Immortal, could kill Zhou Jun, an Early-stage Earthly Immortal Realm expert. This was too terrifying.

"Where did this guy come from?" Ji Feilong licked his lips and said in a trembling voice.

"It seems that we can't casually provoke this guy!" Shui Tianze said with some emotion.

Feng Ruji slowly opened his eyes and stared at Zhuowen, who was not far away. He frowned slightly. He did not know why, but the young man in front of him gave him a familiar feeling. But when he thought about it carefully, this person was extremely strange.

At that moment, Zhuo Wen was above the Wind Thunder Disc, and the Green Qilin was running around him like a playful child. However, the beast would occasionally look in Zhuo Wen's direction and snort in displeasure, as if it was a child who was throwing a tantrum.

"The rules of this preliminary round are very simple. That is to fight. Every one of you has three chances to challenge. Whoever can win ten rounds in a row will be able to advance to the top 655. If there is an extra person, then the extra person can challenge the person who has already advanced to the top 655 and snatch that person's position."

Yang Yi sat upright on the back of the Green Qilin. His rather lazy voice spread throughout the disc like a thunderclap, resounding in everyone's ears.

"Start now!

Feng Ruji will take care of things for me. I'm a little tired, so I'll take a nap. You can challenge me as you wish! "

With that, Yang Yi closed his eyes and leaned directly on the back of the Green Qilin as if he was taking a nap. If one listened carefully, they could hear a rather light snoring sound.

Everyone looked at each other, but their hearts were as if thousands of grass mud horses were galloping through. This Messenger of Chaos was too strange. After a simple explanation of the rules, this guy directly leaned there and planned to doze off.

Feng Ruji sighed in his heart. He had to say that he was unlucky to encounter such a strange Messenger of Chaos, but he had to do as Yang Yi said. After all, Yang Yi was sent by the Chaos Temple.

"Who will go first?" Feng Ruji stood up and looked down at the warriors below.

As soon as he said this, two figures suddenly rushed from below. They were both middle-aged, and their auras did not fluctuate much. They were probably around the Heaven-defying Saint Realm.

The moment they rushed onto the disc, the two men did not greet each other. They each used their strongest moves and began to fight.

The two men's cultivation was not much different, so for a while, they were evenly matched. Violent Saint Power fluctuations burst out from their bodies and collided with each other, bursting out with colorful energy. It was quite dazzling.

After about a hundred moves, one of them groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew out with a pale face. Although the other man was also a little pale, he was much better than the other man.

This man's strength was not bad, and he was considered one of the best in the Heaven-defying Saint Realm. After he defeated his opponent, another figure rushed out from below and fought with him.

This man had overcome all difficulties and won eight rounds in a row. If he won two more rounds, he would be directly promoted to the top 655.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a figure with an extremely vast aura rushed up. This person was dressed in green armor and had a handsome face. It was Qing Mo, who had previously contradicted Zhuowen.

Qing Mo glanced at the warrior indifferently and said, "You're still not my match. If you don't want to be injured, give up!"

The man's face was pale, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I want to try again!"

"If that's the case, then attack me!" Qing Mo said indifferently.

The person took a deep breath and stomped his right foot. Immediately, he left a deep footprint on the ground that was filled with wind and lightning energy. Then, he shot toward Qing Mo like an arrow that had been shot from a bow.

"Crimson Pearl Code!"

The man immediately used his strongest move. He raised his right hand, and his Saint Power was like the sun. It condensed into 63 huge pearls in the void.

The 63 pearls formed a circle like a cage, instantly trapping Qing Mo inside. Surging waves of terrifying energy poured out like a meat grinder, trying to crush Qing Mo into pieces.

Qing Mo looked indifferent. The green armor on the surface of his body emitted fierce green light, and it formed an illusory armor three feet away from his body.

The 63 pearls hit the illusory armor, but it was like tofu hitting a wall. It was not damaged at all.

"Looks like this is your strongest move. It's too weak!"

Qing Mo shook his head and grabbed the void with his right hand. A huge hand appeared and touched the 63 pearls. The man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale.

"I won't make it difficult for you. Give up!" Qing Mo said.

The man smiled bitterly and cupped his hands at Qing Mo. Then, he left the round plate.

Qing Mo went through all the difficulties and won all the battles. He won ten battles in a row and successfully advanced to the next round!

Actually, the main reason why Qing Mo was able to advance so smoothly was because the other Quasi Immortal Realm cultivators below were all hiding and not moving. Those Quasi Immortal Realm cultivators had a tacit understanding. Once a Quasi Immortal Realm expert entered the arena, they basically wouldn't attack.

After all, when a Half Immortal fought against a Half Immortal, both sides would be injured. Once the injury was too serious, it would definitely affect the result of the battle. Therefore, Half Immortals would not attack warriors of the same level unless they had no other choice.

After Qing Mo advanced, he flew to the round plate where Xue Hui and Zhuowen were. Qing Mo nodded at Xue Hui and came to Zhuowen. He knelt in the void and kowtowed three times to Zhuowen respectfully.

"Lord Long Wen, I didn't mean to offend you. Please don't take it to heart!" Qing Mo said humbly.

Zhuowen looked indifferent. He glanced at Qing Mo and said, "Don't mention it. I didn't take it to heart."

Qing Mo was secretly delighted. He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for your generosity!"

After that, Qing Mo slowly retreated. He chose a round plate of wind and thunder and sat on it with his legs crossed.

Then, the challenges continued. The first to advance were basically all Half Immortals.

Suddenly, Zhuowen opened his eyes slightly. His gaze fell on a figure that was flying toward the round plate. It was none other than Bi Qing from the Bi Family.