If it’s like this, getting a clear picture of this Abyss’s Gate place is currently impossible.

At this moment, Bubu and the other ran over from afar; their face blossomed into a smile when they saw Roy, “Senior Brother Roy, I knew you were here. Let’s go, the opening ceremony is starting soon, let’s head over there now.”

Roy’s head started to ache when he saw them, he turned towards Via Arum and said: “Come with me.”

“Yes, Young Master!” Via Arum replied respectfully.

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The External Disciple Exam of the Supreme Sword Sect could be said to be a grand event in the entire continent. There was a total of nine states in the Garrhant Continent, and every single state had a few tens of thousands of cities within it. The Supreme Sword Sect belonged within the scope of the State of Mek. At that time, all the disciples of the clans within the nearby cities and the independent cultivators there would head over to the External Disciple Exam. There were countless geniuses amongst them, so the difficulty to obtain the top 10 positions amongst all of these people was obvious.

It was extremely difficult to obtain a position in the top 10, but there were benefits as well. Not only would one obtain rewards like medicinal pills, talismans, and treasures from the sect, the Supreme Sword Sect would even place emphasis on fostering the top 10, causing the cultivation resources they obtained to far exceed others.

Even though natural talent was important, cultivation resources were even more important. Because no matter how great of a genius one was, if one didn’t possess the fostering of a sect, then one would be reduced to a piece of trash as well!

Roy’s target was to be in the top 10. Besides for the sake of vindicating himself for causing ruckus in the Poro Peak 2 weeks ago, it was also for the sake of being valued by the sect.

"Heavenly Promotion Plateau! All disciples who wish to compete, submit for authentication at the foot of the Immortal Promotion Mountain, then enter the mountain for testing. In the end, emerge at the summit of the mountain. That is the process of the Immortal's Path. At the Heavenly Promotion Plateau on top of the mountain, there is another test. The miscellaneous brothers who are not participating may directly go to the Heavenly Promotion Plateau on top of the mountain to spectate."

On the Heavenly Promotion Plateau, there were more than 100,000 spectator seats, all belonging to the servants. They were almost like cheerleaders. As for the formal disciples of the Supreme Sword Sect, they all had their own Sky Cranes, and their seats in the skies were even higher and gave an even better view.

The height of Immortal Promotion Mountain was about the same as Poro Mountain, but it was wider by many times. Roy brought Via Arum and the other sat to a very good seat before heading towards the foot of the Immortal Promotion Mountain.

The number of people swelled. At least 100,000 had come to watch the battle, and the chatter was deafening.

It was said that quite a few servants had already passed authentication below and were walking the Immortal's Path in preparation for the battle at noon.

It was almost noon now.

"It's going to start anytime!" they were so excited to watch the battle. From this angle, you could clearly see the battlefield below.

Roy sped his way down the mountain and quickly reached the foot, preparing to go through the qualification process.

The so-called authentication was very simple. It was merely reporting one's name and which Immortal Cultivator one belonged to. The organizer had the data in his hand, and Roy was in his records. He was 15 years old this year.

"What? You're at the Spirit Foundation Realm?" The organizer raised his head to look dubiously at Roy. It was not that he wanted to cause trouble for Roy, it was just that Roy's data had no records that he was a cultivator. Moreover what's with those abnormally high cultivation base? How could a mere servant had already reached this height of a cultivation base?

"That's right." Roy nodded.

"Go ahead and try, then." the man in charge was fully doubted him.

It was already near noon. A majority of the servant had basically passed the authentication. It was said that about 300 had met the requirements.

Before the examination, one had to authenticate one's status and also one's level.

Behind the organizer stood 100 bulky, energetic warhorses. Each warhorse was completely black and had a fiery temper. They snorted in a lively fashion. If they stampeded across this limestone surface, the entire place might be smashed.

"Who is that?"

"I don't recognize him!"

Some had not made it in time to scale the Immortal Promotion Mountain and were watching the qualification trials below. Roy hadn't been at Poro Mountain for a long time. To the Supreme Sword Sect, basically no one knew him.

Pa!

The organizer cracked his whip, and the place was instantly filled with shadows of whips that cracked on the horses. The warhorses felt the pain and began to run in a frenzy.

"So strong!" a few participants remarked with a terrified expressions.

They was full of respect for this whip.

But the warhorses' energy brought a terrifying power charging down the rope. The hundred warhorses raised a thick cloud of dust as fearsome as any enemy on the battlefield.

"Back."

Roy had been prepared. With one hand gripping the rope, he was planted in a horse stance, his entire body's muscles, tendons, and bones all as one. The strengthening of his five organs was especially powerful, and he had the power of a beast.

"Whoah!"

The 100 warhorses were actually being dragged back!

"Done!"

The organizer gave Roy a red paper talisman, saying, "This is a Red Talisman. If your life is in danger, or you surrender of your own accord, you just have to crush it up and a red light will surround you. The immortal sect disciples will save you."

"It's actually a daoist talisman." Roy held the red talisman. On it was written complex symbols that he did not understand. But he could feel the Dao power that was contained within.

It was said that this was an object that only a mighty immortal cultivator could produce.

He carefully stowed the Red Talisman and then walked into a cave at the foot of the mountain. Above the hold were the words: Immortal's Path!

Entrance examination, stage 1.

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