Dozens of days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the selection officially began.
The Taiyi Palace Master, along with the people of the Taiyi Palace, arrived at a vast square.
In the middle of the square, thirty-six enormous battle platforms were arranged.
The battle platforms were covered with Formation Patterns, robustly immortal; they were refined by the strongest beings, and even existences at the first step of creation could hardly damage them in the slightest.
Around the square, there were many stands for spectators.
The Taiyi Palace Master led the group to a section of the stands.
"Shang Yixing, your Taiyi Palace is also participating in the selection? With just a few of you, don't kid yourselves," a discordant voice sounded.
Lu Yan looked toward the source of the voice and saw a group wearing blue robes embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars.
The group numbered a hundred people.
A few youths gazed at them with contempt.
