"Don't underestimate Wei Podi. I heard that his true strength is more than just the first-class Emperor Saint. Otherwise, the envoy of Xuanxin would not have taken him as a registered disciple. I will take a good look at his methods later. You should learn more." Seeing his contempt for Wei Podi, the sect leader reminded him again.

"Yes, my disciple understands." The young man then woke up. Although Wei Podi was just like him, he was just a disciple of the Holy Sect, but if he could be summoned by Xuantianjun, there must be something extraordinary, and he could not underestimate him.

Whether Shen Yuxuan's qualifications or opportunities are not comparable to them, he cannot even envy them. He is a disciple of the Holy Sect like Wei Podi is the target of their pursuit. If they want to embark on the path of a real strong man, Wei Podi will be their future opponent.

Soon, Ling Xuanxin came to the high platform to sit down, while Shen Yuxuan, Wei Podi and others stood respectfully behind him.

Next, another old man led a few disciples to the high platform. This time, Liheng was the Lord of Liheng, followed closely by Qiu Liheng, followed by Wuchang, and then Wuchang, the Lord of Aotian, and Chang Aotian.

"This is the disciple of the Lihenjun Qiu Lihen. The young man behind him is his personal disciple Xing Zifeng, a strong man of the third rank of the Emperor Saint, and behind him is the registered disciple Leng Feiyu, a strong man of the first rank of the Emperor Saint..."

"So he is Xing Zifeng. I know him. I heard that three disciples of the Holy Sect went out for a trip and accidentally offended him. Then they started to fight. Even though the three of them joined forces, they could not defeat him and were destroyed by him."

"This is Sikong Wuchang, the envoy of the Lord Wuchang, followed by his personal disciple Ke Shengjie..."

"This is Chang Aotian, the envoy of Aotian, and the one behind him is his personal disciple Pei Yichou..."

"Pei Yichou, he is Pei Yichou!"

The sect leaders of each sect introduced the identities of the monarchs and disciples, and screams of exclamations were heard from time to time in the crowd.

Although not everyone can recognize the king and envoy, they have heard of their great names. Those who are fortunate to be attracted by the king and envoy and accept them as personal disciples are all notorious among the people, and they have long been famous all over the world. Of course, they have been famous for a long time. However, these people usually see the dragon but not the tail, and many people are the first time they have seen the real person, and they are inevitably excited.

Following the four men of Xuanxin, Liheng, Wuchang, and Aotian, and another cold-faced old man appeared in his sight. His eyes swept across the audience, as if two invisible long swords were slashed. In an instant, everyone who was originally surging felt a chill in their hearts, and the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

"This senior is Lord Mo Qingqiu, the envoy of Qingqiu?" a young disciple asked in a low voice.

There are six monarchs in Xuanji Realm, but the monarch of Chengyun has been missing for many years, otherwise there would not be the Chengyun Competition today. Now four of the five monarchs have appeared. The last one should naturally be the Qingqiu Lord Mo Qingqiu.

But according to rumors, Mo Qing was in a calm mood and had a good temper. How could he have such a terrifying aura?

"The Heaven Slayer, he is the Heaven Slayer, the Lingji Realm, Nie Shitian!" The sect leader in front also showed a look of confusion. He looked at the old man carefully, suddenly thought of something, his face suddenly changed, and he said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!