Chapter 1316 The Fate of Fate (Part 1)

Yuan Tianyang's face changed. He hoped that the story was true, but he was afraid that the story was true.

Because he didn't know whether the existence of the ninth-level prehistoric world was a bad thing or a good thing for this endless time and space.

"Maybe my brother knows something." Yuan Tianyang's brother Yuan Tianji's figure flashed through his mind.

As the messenger of the presiding judge, one of the most powerful figures in this endless time and space, Yuan Tianji's understanding of endless time and space is probably only comparable to that of a very few super old monsters.

Thinking of this, Yuan Tianyang couldn't sit still and wanted to rush back to the Holy Academy immediately to ask his brother Yuan Tianji for a clear question.

However, the competition in the Sky and Ten Thousand Worlds has been in half. If you leave at this time, it will inevitably attract the attention of the dean...

Yuan Tianyang secretly complained in his heart and was restless. Although he wanted to leave immediately, he had to hold back and pretend that nothing had happened.

"Wait a little longer, as soon as the competition in the Sky and Ten Thousand Worlds ends, I will go back immediately." Yuan Tianyang persuaded himself in his heart.

Of course, he actually had another choice, which was to directly ask the dean or the dean's clone, but the dean had a bad impression of him. At this time, he went to ask the dean, and it was related to the ninth-level prehistoric world. God knows if the dean would slap him to death with a slap.

Yuan Tianyang dared not, so he could only rely on his brother Yuan Tianji!

Long Zu didn't know what Yuan Tianyang was thinking. Seeing that Yuan Tianyang had no movement, he breathed a little relieved.

For them, neither the dean nor the mysterious ninth-level powerhouse were all unprovoked.

No one noticed the exchange between Yuan Tianyang, Long Zu and others. Everyone's eyes were all on the many teachers and students in the True God level. They were introverted and calm, as if what they were going to do next was just an ordinary competition, not a conspicuous competition.

Each of them has a perfect breath without leakage and no power fluctuations on their bodies. Even the three legendary heroes, Dragon Ancestor, Emperor Lu, and Emperor Yuwa, are difficult to perceive their cultivation. If they had not known that they were teachers and students of the True God's upper realm group, I am afraid everyone would think that they were just a group of ordinary people, and Dragon Ancestor and the other three were no exception.

Among the billions of creatures outside the field, only Yuan Tianyang can see through their cultivation.

This is because the difference between Yuan Tianyang and their cultivation is too great. With the characteristics of the extreme martial arts, it is difficult to hide their cultivation under the opponent's nose. After all, the extreme martial arts they practice are not the perfect version of the extreme martial arts, and do not have the ultimate effect of the perfect version of the extreme martial arts.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly.

When the god kings Jiang Taixu, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong recovered, the three of them stood up one after another and looked at Zhang Haoran who was slanted above his head: "Vice Dean, we are ready."

Zhang Haoran nodded slightly, and then his voice slowly rang: "I announce that the first competition in the True God's upper realm has officially begun."

The emotions of billions of creatures have become unprecedentedly excited, and their eyes are full of expectations.

Yuan Tianyang, Longzu, Emperor Lu, and Emperor Yuwa were also paying attention to the many students, mentors and elders of the True God Realm in the field.

Jiang Taixu, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong, who had originally amazed countless people and were in awe, seemed to have lost their original glory and become ordinary among the people in the True God's upper realm. No, it was not that they had become ordinary, but that these teachers and students in the True God's upper realm were even more eye-catching.

Of course, compared with the other True God Middle Realm students, Jiang Taixu and others naturally received more attention. Even Chen Nan, Fengyun Wuji, and Luo Feng in the True God Lower Realm group are far more popular than many True God Middle Realm students, not because they are stronger than True God Middle Realm students, but because billions of creatures are concerned about the most outstanding people in each group, which represents the most peak combat power level in a group.

At this moment, although Jiang Taixu and others seemed very ordinary among the people in the True God's High Realm, the impression of them by billions of creatures is definitely far greater than that of many True God's High Realm High Realm Powerful People.

Perhaps only after the True God’s upper realm group decides the promotion quota, can the advanced strong people be completely remembered by billions of creatures and leave the deepest impression in their hearts.

Just as hundreds of millions of creatures were looking forward to it, an unexpected scene happened in the field.

At some point, a group of young True God's upper realm powerhouses stood opposite another group of young True God's upper realm powerhouses. Many mentors, elders, etc. vaguely noticed something. They did not immediately choose their opponents, but retreated a little distance and completely gave the area in the center of the street to two groups of young True God's upper realm powerhouses.

Zhang Yu did not stop the behavior of many students, mentors, and elders, and Zhang Haoran did not say anything, as if he had not seen it.

Everyone felt something was wrong. What were these people from the True God's upper realm group doing?

Just when hundreds of millions of creatures were puzzled, Ye Fan slowly walked forward, his eyes swept over Wu Mo, Xiao Yan, Bai Ling and others, and finally said slowly: "We are already looking forward to the arrival of this day."

Wu Mo looked at Bai Ling, and saw that Bai Ling didn't say anything, she was silent for a moment, and said, "We are looking forward to it too."

Before we knew it, the people on both sides stood in a group.

Beside Ye Fan are Xiao Yan, Li Xiaoyao, Tang Xuanzang, Sun Wukong, Qin Yu, Lin Lei, Nezha, and Ao Bing.

Beside Wumo, Bai Ling, Xiao Yan, Deng Qiuchan, Lei Jian, Ye Mu, Lu Mingjin, Su Ya, and Mingquan.

The nine people led by Ye Fan were the nine registered disciples that Zhang Yu first accepted. The nine of them became famous because of this and became a group of people with a special status in Cangkong Academy.

The nine people led by Wu Mo and Bai Ling are the nine star students, and are the objects of envy and worship by countless students of the Academy...

Although now, except for Xiao Yan, they have all become Zhang Yu's official disciples, there is still a transparent boundary between them that is invisible and intangible.

Perhaps it is because of their different identities that they cannot live in harmony, but inspire each other through competition.

In the field, many elders, mentors and elderly students gathered outside and handed over the entire stage to these two groups of young people!

Ye Fan and the nine men and Wu Mo were standing in the center of the stage, facing each other, and an invisible spark quietly filled the streets.

"What are they doing?" The billions of creatures outside the field couldn't understand.

"Why did those seniors go outside? Are they not fighting?"

"Who is the group of people in the middle?"

Everyone was confused, but they didn't dare to speak out, so they could only watch quietly.

"Come on, let me see how extraordinary the celebrity students are!" Ye Fan flipped his palm, and a bronze-like small tripod appeared in the palm of his palm. The small tripod was simple and unpretentious, and even his aura was as restrained and flawless as its owner. But no one dared to underestimate the small tripod, because everyone knew that the small tripod contained terrible power and was a powerful attack enchantment artifact.

Ye Fan, Xiao Yan, Li Xiaoyao and others also took out their respective weapons, and each one contained terrible power!

On the other side, Wu Mo, Bai Ling and others also took out their weapons. If nothing unexpected happens, they are enchanted real artifacts!

The extremely precious enchanting real artifact is as cheap as a cabbage in the Sky Academy. Most mentors and elders almost each have one, but some are obtained by redeeming points from the anti-evil spirits, while others are asked to help refine them...

Only the nine registered disciples and nine celebrity students at that time, their true enchanting artifacts were all given by the dean!

The luxury of the teachers and students of Cangkong Academy has almost become numb. Now, it is no wonder that they have taken out the enchanted real artifact. Compared with these enchanted real artifacts, what they care more about is what identities do this group of young students have? Why do many old seniors give way to these young students and hand over the stage to these young students?

"I remember, how many of them... are the dean's disciples!" A transcendent suddenly exclaimed in the crowd.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar outside the field, and the eyes of Ye Fan and others in the field changed instantly.

Everyone's eyes became hot. Even Yuan Tianyang's original casual look had changed. He looked at Ye Fan and others with a little shocked and suspicious: "Director's disciple?" He had personally experienced the invincible power of the dean, and naturally he did not dare to underestimate the dean's disciples at all. More importantly, becoming the dean's disciples means that these little guys are destined to stand at the peak of endless time and space in the future.

So, which one is the dean’s disciple?

"Who is the dean's disciple? Tell us quickly!" Many people in the crowd asked anxiously.

But the man who made a sound at first seemed to realize that he shouldn't disclose this matter casually, so he immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

"Except Xiao Yan, the rest are the dean's disciples, and Xiao Yan is also half of the dean's disciples." At this time, a voice without emotion fluctuations sounded in everyone's ears, "This is a duel between a group of dean's disciples!"

Everyone was startled and wanted to find the person who spoke, but the sound was ethereal and indifferent, and could not find the source at all.

Only Yuan Tianyang noticed that behind billions of creatures, Hongjun Daozu stood quietly, staring at a group of young students in the field with indifferent eyes. The sounds heard by everyone were from this Hongjun Daozu.

"Hongjun..." A trace of doubt flashed in Yuan Tianyang's eyes, "Is this Hongjun related to Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor of the ninth-level prehistoric world? Is the exact same name just a coincidence?"

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Chapter completed!