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The crowd stirred again, and everyone's attention was once again drawn in another direction.

That was a boy.

Judging from his clothes, his family background was similar to Feng Zhi's; he was dressed in coarse linen clothes.

But at this moment, he was radiating a rich green light, and the white jade ground beneath his feet was suddenly revived, with countless driftwood breaking through the soil!

Instantly, driftwood covered the ground within a radius of several hundred meters, frightening the surrounding crowd into giving way.

"What... what is this?"

"Trees! Trees are growing on the ground!"

"Don't push me!"

"Hey, what are you doing!"

The old man, whose robes were adorned with swirling stars, suddenly brightened up and appeared beside the boy in a flash.

"This is... the Wood King Body!"

A royal body! This is an unexpected surprise for the old man. If nothing unexpected happens, this young man will at least reach the Purple Mansion Realm in the future!

In this era where no great emperors or sages appear, they are already considered high-end combat power!

"Hmm, not bad! Child, what's your name?"

The old man, seeing a promising talent, unusually said a few more words.

"I...I have met the immortal. My name is You Fumu."

The boy had never experienced anything like this before, and he could barely speak properly.

"Very good, very good. An elder will surely accept you as a disciple later."

"Becoming a core disciple in the future will not be difficult."

The old man offered some encouragement before turning and leaving.

The old man muttered to himself, "What a pity... my attributes don't quite suit me!"

Seeing yet another person with this physique, Feng Zhi was incredibly envious.

Although he has extraordinary comprehension, his physical constitution is solid.

According to his understanding...

As one's cultivation level increases, bloodline advantages cease to exist once one catches up with one's ancestors.

This depends on the strength of the ancestors.

But physical constitution doesn't! Even if you become a saint or an emperor, the characteristics of your physical constitution will still exist!

According to ancient records, physical constitutions are divided into: warrior constitution, king constitution, god constitution, immortal constitution, and saint constitution!

Aside from the slightly lower upper limits of the Battle Body and King Body, there isn't much difference between the Divine Body, Immortal Body, and Holy Body.

Also.

There are also some special physical constitutions that do not fall into these categories.

Examples include: Primordial Sacred Body, Dao Embryo, Hegemon Body, Human Emperor Body, etc.

These individuals possess extraordinary physical abilities; any one of them would be an absolute successor in the Holy Land!

……

The second test.

"Get ready, this group, it's your turn!"

The disciple in charge of the test's voice reached the ears of Feng Zhi and the others.

He had heard about it from someone on the road.

This checkpoint is also known as the "Good Guy Checkpoint," because... no force wants to take in a scoundrel.

Upon entering, the mirror will detect whether you are of a different race or a spy.

Then seal your memories and test your instincts.

Those who commit serious crimes should be executed on the spot! Those who only cause financial loss but not physical harm should not be allowed to leave the mountain.

Otherwise, since you know it's a test, who can't just bluff their way through?

He looked at the crowd, but no one had left.

I don't know if he truly has a clear conscience, or if some treasure is obscuring the truth.

Anyway, with so many people, if you say they're all good people, nobody's going to believe you!

Time passed slowly, which surprised Feng Zhi.

Apart from a few individuals, there wasn't the chaos Feng Zhi had imagined; it seems that good people make up the majority.

……

Just then!

On a mirror...

That person's test had only just begun; he had only just appeared in the Illusion City.

Without hesitation, he unleashed a black soul flag.

"Hehehe, come and sit inside my Human Emperor's Banner!"

Everyone on the field was startled...

"Wait, how did this person sneak in? Shouldn't it be detectable?"

"Perhaps there's some treasure hiding behind it..."

"Isn't this the Emperor's Banner? Why is it constantly emitting black smoke?"

"I know that, it's called Primordial Purple Qi!"

"I see, thank you for clearing up my confusion!"

"...No, you believe him just because he says so?"

The old man, who had been preparing for the test for a long time, struck out with his palm from a distance without saying a word!

The man vanished into thin air without even letting out a scream, not even a drop of blood was shed.

Upon seeing this, several accomplices mixed in with the crowd immediately activated their secret technique, burning their life essence and transforming into several streaks of black light as they fled into the distance.

Before leaving, he launched several sinister attacks at the crowd in an attempt to delay the old man.

"How dare you!"

The old man conducting the assessment waved his sleeve, absorbing all the attacks into it, and a series of muffled booming sounds immediately came from within!

Immediately afterwards, the old man's originally wide sleeves burst open, revealing terrifying muscles that bulged like rocks!

The runes above were flowing, and he had his hands behind his back as if trying to grasp something.

"Rip!"

A voice rang out.

Space itself was torn apart, revealing an endless void!

The old man reached into the rift with a muscular hand covered in runes, directly traversing space to grab the direction of the escape.

A spatial rift appeared above them, from which a giant runic hand emerged!

Grab it, squeeze it!

"Hmph!! A few lowly fry who only know some underhanded tricks dare to act so presumptuously in the Holy Land!"

The old man expressionlessly reached his hand back, flicked it, and the black blood on his hand sizzled on the ground, filthy and smelly.

He was used to this kind of thing.

Every year, there are some ignorant and wicked cultivators who think they're all that, and they come to challenge the majesty of the holy land.

……

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

"That guy just attacked us, it scared me to death."

"Luckily, the elders are here."

"Can you see that? The air has been torn open, revealing nothingness!"

"That's something only someone at the Purple Mansion Realm can do..."

Everyone's eyes were filled with burning longing.

They must join the Holy Land to learn this skill!

Feng Zhi watched this scene, speechless.

These heretical cultivators are truly out of their minds. Didn't they do any research before coming? How dare they cause trouble in this holy land?

Words,

Why is that elder all muscular? He's a bit different from what he imagined...

"Next."

The disciple continued speaking during the assessment.

Feng Zhi walked away slowly.

Actually, he was a little worried, as he didn't know if his character panel would be exposed in the illusion.

There shouldn't be any problem, right? If it were that easy to be discovered, what kind of cheat would it be?

He suppressed his unease and stepped into the mirror.

……

Time flies.

Memories surfaced before my eyes.

In the illusion, he was a disciple of a sect, passing through a village that was being massacred by evil cultivators to refine magical artifacts.

Without much hesitation, Feng Zhi drew his sword and rose.

After fighting for several hours, the two finally found the evil cultivator's weakness and killed him with a single blow.

……

"Alright! Everyone who's finished testing, go wait over there."

The disciple pointed to an open space where tens of thousands of prayer cushions were placed.

Feng Zhi's anxious heart settled down, and he followed the crowd.

There was a platform with several steps, and below it was a futon, just like an elder supervising the examinee.

The first row was already full, but interestingly, there were more people in the less conspicuous seats at the back.

Feng Zhi immediately understood their thoughts; these guys were afraid that being watched by the elders would make them nervous and affect their performance.

He saw that there were still seats available in the second row, so he immediately sat down.

The front row is an abyss for a poor student, but it is an opportunity for him to shine.

At this point, he no longer needed to be cautious; what was there to hide?

His purpose in coming to the Holy Land was to stand out in the test of comprehension.

When he performs later, who will watch him perform a miracle?

The comprehension test that Feng Zhi had been looking forward to for so long was finally about to arrive.

Comprehension, also known as talent, innate ability, or intelligence.

This is the only way for ordinary people without special physical constitution or bloodline to defy fate and change their destiny!

He guessed that it would be something like learning techniques on the spot, as that would be the best way to test someone's comprehension.

Feng Zhi sat there listlessly, not daring to wander off, afraid that there would be no seats left.

He was just a little worried that someone would see that the front position was an opportunity to shine.

Will some idiot come looking for trouble with him then?

……

Just as Feng Zhi was about to fall asleep, an arrogant voice rang out.

"Hey kid, behave yourself! Give me your seat, or you'll regret it!"

Feng Zhi looked over and realized that the person being referred to wasn't him, but a boy in the first row in front of him.