It grows stronger when faced with a strong opponent; even an Immortal Emperor would have to kneel be

However, since Blood Emperor was an avatar, he dared not kill the original body; if the original body died, the avatar would perish.

Therefore, all these years, the Blood Emperor has suppressed him in his storage ring and dared not release him.

With the death of the Blood Emperor and the absence of anyone to suppress him, his true form, Bai Zitian, came back to life.

He was also quite grateful to Chen Ping for killing the Blood Emperor.

He was also afraid of Chen Ping, since he didn't know what Chen Ping was thinking.

If Chen Ping discovers that the Blood Emperor has a deep connection with him, he is unsure whether Chen Ping will also kill him.

Bai Zitian also stood on the flying boat, looking around curiously. He also learned that this place was Tiannan Shenzhou.

He also joined the Primordial Holy Land, one of the four great holy lands and a top power in the Southern Divine Continent.

However, he was already satisfied with getting rid of the Blood Demon Sect of the Northern Region.

As for the Primordial Holy Land, let's stay here and learn about it first.

Bai Zitian stopped thinking about it and sat quietly among the newly initiated disciples.

At that moment, an arrogant voice came from afar.

"When you arrive at the Primordial Holy Land, you will become menial disciples, the lowest rank."

"In the holy land, obediently follow the elders' arrangements, and in daily life, be observant and perceptive."

"Never get into a conflict with the senior disciples in the Holy Land. You can't afford to offend them. Just do whatever they tell you to do."

A young man dressed in the robes of a disciple of the Primordial Holy Land walked over.

Yuan Xing looked at everyone's expressions with disdain.

As an outer disciple of the Primordial Holy Land, he naturally looked down on these newly joined menial disciples in the arena.

Upon hearing Yuan Xing's words, the enthusiasm on everyone's faces vanished instantly, as if they had been doused with cold water.

It turns out that when they joined the Primordial Holy Land, they could only serve as menial laborers, becoming the lowest-ranking beings.

Their initial enthusiasm dissipated considerably, but they were not discouraged. After all, being able to enter the holy land was already quite an achievement.

If one could gain the favor of the senior brothers and elders of the Holy Land, even becoming a follower would be an immense blessing.

After all, the Holy Land is full of geniuses and powerful figures. Even a little bit of resources squeezed out by those powerful figures is a great fortune for them.

"Senior brother, is there a way to quickly become a core disciple? I don't want to be a menial disciple."

At that moment, a calm voice rang out, instantly creating ripples like a pebble falling into a lake, and everyone's gaze sharpened.

Who is this? Speaking so arrogantly?

Want to become a core disciple right off the bat? Don't want to be a menial servant?

Who do you think you are?

Everyone looked left and right, trying to find the source of the sound. Even Yuan Xing, who was standing to the side, opened his mouth slightly, feeling somewhat incredulous. Then his expression instantly turned cold.

Just a second ago he said that we should behave ourselves in the holy land and not offend the other senior brothers.

The kid immediately came up and rammed into him.

As an outer disciple of the Primordial Holy Land, he was already an extraordinary figure.

Even so, it is almost impossible for him to advance further and become an inner disciple.

Because the barriers of talent and background are so strict, there is absolutely no chance.

Without any great opportunities in this life, even if he dies of old age in the Primordial Holy Land, he will forever remain an outer disciple.

As a result, this kid had only just begun his training and hadn't even entered the sacred ground yet, but he said he didn't want to be a menial servant and wanted to become a core disciple.

What does this mean?

Is this a provocation? Or does he think the position of core disciple is easily within his grasp?

"Who's speaking? Come out!"

Yuan Xing gave a cold shout, his expression clearly displeased.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, a handsome young man in white robes stepped out from the throng.

His expression was calm and composed.

Chen Ping looked at Yuan Xing with a calm gaze and a faint smile on his lips.

At this moment, everyone looking at Chen Ping thought he had gone mad.

"This guy is really arrogant. He actually wants to become a core disciple. He really doesn't know his own limitations."

The crowd looked at Chen Ping, whispering amongst themselves, their expressions varied.

There was surprise, confusion, and mostly mockery.

As a top power in the Southern Divine Continent, the Primordial Holy Land has so many geniuses fighting tooth and nail for even a single inner disciple position.

As for core disciples, no one dared to even dream of it.

Core disciples are considered far more prestigious than outer sect elders.

Even the inner sect elders dare not speak loudly when they see the core disciples.

Because every core disciple is the future and hope of the Holy Land.

They either possess extremely strong talent or have an extraordinary background; in any case, they are definitely not ordinary people.

This kid came to participate in the assessment of the Four Holy Lands, so he probably doesn't have any special background.

His talent is quite ordinary, and his strength is probably not that great either.

Talented individuals, like Xiao Rufeng and Ye Qingxue, were taken away by the elders long ago.

The fact that Chen Ping stayed with them was enough to prove that he had no talent.

Yuan Xing looked at Chen Ping, and was slightly taken aback by his calm and composed demeanor. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Chen Ping was genuinely stupid or just pretending.

To have reached this level in the cultivation world, one must not be a fool.

In the cultivation world, the strong are respected. He is a weakling with no strength to rely on, yet he dares to put on the airs of a master. Isn't he just courting death?

He began, "You said you don't want to be a menial servant, you want to become a core disciple?"

"Yes," Chen Ping nodded in response.

He didn't want to become a servant in the Holy Land, and although he was low-key, he didn't want to be so pathetic.

Yuan Xing looked Chen Ping up and down, then probed Chen Ping's cultivation aura. His expression was strange at first, then he burst into laughter.

"You're at the Profound Core Realm? Kid, you're quite interesting?"

Upon hearing Yuan Xing's words, everyone around him extended their spiritual senses to assess Chen Ping's cultivation level.

As expected, Chen Ping only possessed the aura of the fifth level of the Profound Core Realm.

In other words, the arrogant young man in front of us is only at the Profound Core Realm.

"Seriously? How did you, a Xuan Dan realm cultivator, pass the secret realm assessment?"

"At your current level, even just going up and down the mountain in the Primordial Holy Land would be a problem, let alone cultivating."

The people around Chen Ping looked at him with a mocking gaze.

This is not an exaggeration. The Primordial Holy Land is vast and boundless, with three thousand peaks inside and outside, each of which pierces the clouds and soars into the sky.

Without the cultivation level of the Integration Realm, going up and down the mountain would be extremely difficult, and one might even die of exhaustion on the way.

Chen Ping, seemingly unfazed by the varied gazes of the crowd, remained calm.

Because he is indeed at the Profound Core Realm, that much is true.

However, it had a little bit of a cheat code.

Yuan Xing looked at Chen Ping as if he were a complete idiot.

He really wanted to teach Chen Ping a lesson, but Chen Ping had not yet joined the Primordial Holy Land and was just a rogue cultivator.

As a top-tier power, the Primordial Holy Land naturally couldn't openly bully a rogue cultivator.

He then looked at Chen Ping and sneered, "You want to become a core disciple, right? Fine, I'll take you there once we enter the Holy Land."

Bai Zitian, who was standing to the side, was also surprised by Chen Ping.

Although he knew Chen Ping was very strong, it was their first time visiting Tiannan Shenzhou.

Despite being in an unfamiliar place with no connections or powerful backers, Chen Ping still dared to be so arrogant.

Chen Ping's words were too arrogant and domineering, even Bai Zitian was full of doubts and couldn't understand why Chen Ping would do this.

That's absolutely outrageous!

The flying boat then sped through the void, taking half a day to finally arrive at the Primordial Holy Land.

As soon as they stepped into the sacred ground, everyone felt that the spiritual energy in the surrounding air was incredibly abundant, so rich that it almost overflowed.

As the flying boat passed through layers of clouds, all that could be seen were the three thousand peaks of the outer gate, each one soaring straight into the sky, magnificent and awe-inspiring.

The newly initiated disciples, including Bai Zitian, were all speechless with shock at what they saw.

Chen Ping stood in the crowd with his hands behind his back, looking at everything before him. Although he was somewhat surprised, his expression remained calm, maintaining the demeanor of a master at all times.

Yuan Xing, watching Chen Ping intently from a distance, thought to himself that the boy was too arrogant and he would not be able to eat or sleep if he did not teach Chen Ping a lesson.

At that moment, two figures broke through the air and appeared above the flying boat they were on.

The two of them exuded an incredibly powerful aura.

They looked at the people on the airship with disdain.

Upon seeing the two figures, Yuan Xing immediately adopted a respectful expression and bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, senior brothers!"