Chapter 146: Gathering Of Geniuses
The Shengling Academy was located in the center of Shengling City.
From afar, it looked magnificent and majestic.
Among the buildings, the clouds were streaking and the clouds were rosy. It was a magnificent sight.
There were waterfalls, streams, and towering mountains. They were magnificent.
At a glance, it simply didn't look like an academy. Instead, it looked more like a paradise.
"Tsk tsk, as expected of one of the most ancient academies in the Mystic Realm. It certainly looks extraordinary."
Many geniuses who came to the academy for the first time couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
Another genius said, "That's true. I heard that the one who founded this academy was a Sacred Spirit from a long time ago."
The so-called Sacred Spirit was an alternative way of verifying the truth.
For example, the black gold of the dragon patterns, the purple gold of the divine marks, and so on. Over a long period of time, the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth would be contaminated, allowing one to transform into a Sacred Spirit step by step. One could even possess a body of flesh and blood.
Rumor had it that there was the remains of a Sacred Spirit of Reincarnation on the 50th floor of the Heavenly Dao Tower.
The true form of the Sacred Spirit of Reincarnation was the Reincarnation Gold.
Aside from that, there were also all kinds of divine stones of the world that could transform into sacred spirits.
The Sacred Spirit of the Ultimate Accomplished Emperor was a supreme existence on par with the Supreme Emperor and the Ancient Emperor.
The disciples of the Shengling Academy were thrilled to hear the geniuses praising the Shengling Academy.
"Unfortunately, they still cowered before the Jun family."
"That's right. I heard that a group of disciples from the Academy wanted to show off their power to the divine child of the Jun family. In the end, they ended up making a fool of themselves."
Some geniuses were laughing and talking about such embarrassing things.
The expressions of the disciples from the academy immediately became unnatural.
At that moment, three figures with extraordinary bearings appeared at the gate of the academy.
"Look, there are two Holy Sons and one Holy Maiden from the Shengling Academy."
"That's the Yin Yang Holy Child of the Yin Yang Sect. There's also Prince Xia Lan of the Great Xia Dynasty, Hua Xiqing of the Flower Dao Palace, the Orthodoxy of the Yang Sect, the Great Xia Dynasty, and the Flower Dao Palace. Although none of them are everlasting forces, they are still top forces beneath the everlasting forces.
"Are the three of them trying to intimidate the divine child of the Jun family?" some geniuses whispered to each other.
The Saint Child stood with his hands behind his back. With a solemn expression, he said, "I'd like to see if Jun Xiaoyao can pass the three stages."
Hua Xiqing played with her hair and said, "Passing shouldn't be a problem. It's just a matter of performance."
Xia Lan raised her eyebrows and said, "Hua Xiqing, don't forget that Jun Xiaoyao crippled Brother Ji Xuan. You can't betray him."
Ever since she came back from the Martial Arts Conference, Hua Xiqing had been out of her mind, often spacing out.
Hua Xiqing pursed her lips and smiled. "Of course not. I'm just telling the truth."
At that moment, the sound of rushing wind could be heard in the distance. The golden light was dazzling as a Golden-winged Great Peng soared through the sky.
It was the Little Peng King.
He landed on the ground. With a flash of golden light, he transformed into his human form. He looked dashing. His golden hair was disheveled, and his eyes were as sharp as blades.
The geniuses around them were intimidated and quickly avoided the attack.
Little Peng Emperor Golden Winged had a bad temper.
Ye Xingyun also arrived shortly afterward. Although he wasn't as ostentatious as the Little Peng King, he was still a genius of the Clan of the Ancients. As such, he attracted the attention of many people.
A Buddhist chant was heard shortly afterward. A bald, handsome monk arrived with a group of followers.
"Is that person from the western paradise?"
"It's the Buddhist Child of the western paradise, Fahai!"
Some of the more knowledgeable geniuses couldn't help but exclaim at the sight.
The western paradise was definitely a mysterious and low-key powerful orthodoxy that had a long history.
Furthermore, they kept such a low profile that the Mystic Realm almost forgot about their existence.
However, such a situation was the most terrifying.
No one knew just how deep the foundation of the western paradise was.
"Even the Buddhist Child of the western paradise has come out of seclusion. The curtains of the great war are about to be drawn," many cultivators lamented.
Fahai glanced at the Little Peng King and pondered for a bit. He didn't make any rash moves.
He originally wanted to convert a mount, but he realized that the Little Peng King seemed to be a little difficult to handle.
Although he wasn't afraid, he still had to make preparations for the Heavenly Dao Tower.
The golden-winged roc also saw Fahai. It snorted coldly and said nothing.
He was also very disgusted by the western paradise.
After all, one of their ancestors was a Golden-winged Great Peng who was enlightened by a living Buddha in the western paradise and became a guardian deity.
Golden Peng took a step forward and waved his hand as he said, "I heard that three trials are required to enter the Shengling Academy. Allow me to give it a try."
At that moment, a long flight of stairs extended from the depths of the academy. There were a total of 99 steps.
Every step was branded with countless runes.
"It's here. The first stage, the Stairway to Heaven!"
The stairway to heaven had a total of ninety-nine levels. Generally speaking, one would be considered outstanding if they could even make it halfway through.
Anyone who could step onto the 80th step would be considered the best.
Anyone who could reach the 90th level was considered a young Supreme.
The record for the 99th level had only been broken by some geniuses in ancient times.
Without hesitation, Jin Lie challenged the stage.
He took dozens of steps without stopping, shocking the geniuses around him.
It was not until he reached the 70th step that he felt the pressure on his shoulders.
Eventually, Jin Lie stopped at level 89.
The stairway to heaven faded into the void.
Little Peng King snorted, obviously not satisfied.
The second stage was the Eighteenth Chime.
The ancient bell looked like a small hill. It was ancient and heavy, with a sense of age.
Furthermore, the ancient bell had a special ability that could dispel the fluctuations of magical power.
As such, it was extremely difficult to make it vibrate.
Eighteen echoes was already the highest record.
Jin Lie made his move as well. He threw a punch with torrential magical power.
That was the top technique of the Golden Roc Clan, the Golden Mystical Divine Art.
Boom! Boom! Boom…
The sound of a bell rang throughout the entire Holy Spirit City.
Countless people were gathered around the academy, looking around.
In the end, the ancient bell rang 15 times, which was already very impressive.
The expressions of Yin Yang Child and the others changed slightly.
Even they were slightly weaker.
The last stage was the Dragon Gate.
It was a dazzling and glittering lake. A dragon gate appeared on the other side of the lake.
Flood dragons with golden horns on their heads were seen lingering in the lake.
"That's… the Golden Horned Dragon with some of the Dragon Clan's bloodline!" Many geniuses who were eager to try their luck at challenging the trials felt their scalps go numb.
It was almost impossible for young geniuses to pass through the lake.
"No wonder it's called the Leaping Dragon Gate. It truly isn't something that just anyone could pass through." A genius felt a sense of dread and immediately extinguished any thoughts of challenging the gate.
Jin Lie took a deep breath. The golden wings on his back flapped as he unleashed the speed of the giant roc like a bolt of golden lightning.
Immediately, many golden-horned flood dragons rose from the surface of the lake. Their dragon horns released magical power to stop Jin Lie.
Boom!
After a series of battles, Jin Lie relied on his speed to pass through the Dragon Gate after sustaining some minor injuries.
"So powerful!"
The cultivators present were left dumbfounded.
Was this the strength of the number one genius of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain of Gallery?
A rare smile appeared on Jin Lie's face.
His performance was brilliant.
Subsequently, Ye Xingyun, Fahai, and the others also made their way through the checkpoints. All of them caused a huge commotion among the crowd and performed very well.
"I wonder what will happen when the divine child of the Jun family comes."
"Will he break the record?"
All the cultivators present were suddenly curious.
If the divine child of the Jun family, who was the best in the Mystic Realm, were to challenge the trials, what would his performance be like? Would he be on par with the geniuses of ancient times?
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