"I've met countless outstanding talents in the world. However, this is the first time I've seen someone as arrogant as you." Huai Mei smiled. However, her eyes were filled with ice. "I take it you find these people irritating, right? This is the last time the Sage cultivation Platform will open. The younger generation of all the grotto-heavens and blessed lands of the Feather Kingdom will gather here. They are the strongest batch of Foundation Establishment Realm geniuses in the past hundred years! A few of them are not weaker than me. They have shocking and unfathomable combat techniques. Not to mention, outside the Feather Kingdom, the Holy Sons of the top sects in the world of immortal cultivation such as the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land have personally come. I wonder if you can even match up to them."
"Miss Huai." No matter how naive Zhu An'an was, she could see Huai Mei's dissatisfaction with Jiang Ming at this moment. She quickly tried to ease the tension.
"From your tone, it seems that you've met many young elites and have competed with them. It seems that you're also an extraordinary genius." Jiang Ming smiled nonchalantly, then shook his head and sighed. "It's a pity that I never compete with others. When I fight, I only see life and death. If I die by the hands of those people you mentioned, then you're right. However, if those people you admire can't withstand my power, then it can only mean that geniuses like you are worthless."
"You're just a frog at the bottom of a well. I hope you can continue to maintain this arrogance. Don't kneel on the ground and beg for mercy later." Huai Mei chuckled, and her gaze became colder and colder. She no longer spoke politely to Jiang Ming and treated him like an ignorant country bumpkin. She could not be bothered to pay too much attention to him and simply turned around to leave.
"Oh right, Zhu An'an, it's time to return to the Ghost Spirit Sect with me. You are an indispensable part of the young master's journey. If you dare leave without saying goodbye, you and your master will be separated forever."
Before Huai Mei left, she had her back to the group. Her light voice did not carry any emotion, as if she was talking about some trivial matter. However, it caused Zhu An'an to shrink back. Fear flashed in her eyes, and she could not help but nod.
Jiang Ming looked at Yang Changshan in surprise as he watched Huai Mei leave. It seemed that the Ghost Spirit Sect was not very harmonious.
Yang Changshan's aged face was calm. "I've embarrassed myself in front of you."
"No worries." Jiang Ming also smiled and did not say anything else. He stood with his hands behind his back and watched the Saint Cultivation Platform in front of him.
This lofty peak had an extraordinary origin. Every sixty years, it would spew out the light of sainthood. When the light was completely poured out, it was time for the real opportunity to open.
Everyone who had ascended the mountain now focused their gazes on the stone platform on the peak. The atmosphere had also become a little tense.
"This battle on the Saint Cultivation Platform will probably be hundreds of times more exciting than the previous ones." Not far away, some geniuses from various sects were sighing.
The battle for the Saint Cultivation Platform was held once every sixty years. In the past, it was considered a grand event for the four sects of the Litfire Region. However, in recent times, even the grotto-heavens and blessed lands of the Feather Kingdom had been coming here. This time, it was suspected to be the last time it would open. It was related to shocking opportunities and had attracted countless geniuses of the younger generation.
The Saint Cultivation Platform overlooked the Guanghan River and gathered the cultivation runes of heaven and earth. There were very few people who could fight on the platform. However, those who could win on the platform would obtain amazing benefits. The final champion would become a Saint.
"The various grotto-heavens and blessed lands have accumulated strength and used their shocking foundations to nurture the strongest Foundation Establishment Realm geniuses. For the sake of this battle for the Saint Cultivation Platform, the Cangming Grotto-heaven has invested a lot. They used extremely rare resources to cleanse the foundation of their sect's rare genius, Bai Xuanruo. It is rumored that his spiritual energy is not inferior to a Golden Core Realm cultivator."
"Don't forget that the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven is the leader of the three grotto-heavens. Their master is only in his twenties. However, he defeated the young geniuses of the Feather Kingdom."
"The six blessed lands are really serious this time. The Ghost Spirit Sect has placed the mark of the old locust tree into Huai Mei's soul. They are definitely one of the most troublesome sects out there, not to mention the old and mysterious sects like Spirit Silkworm Mountain and Chasing Moon Lake. Perhaps their geniuses are not inferior to the three grotto-heavens!"
"You seem to have forgotten about those people..."
"Rumor has it that the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land sent a Holy Son here!"
As soon as he said that, the surroundings fell silent.
The various immortal cultivation blessed lands were the most dazzling and tyrannical existences in the world of immortal cultivation. They ruled over hundreds of millions of miles and had countless geniuses.
The Holy Son was at the top of the hierarchy of a blessed land of immortal cultivation. Only a few people in each generation were qualified to compete for the next Holy Son.
One could imagine how terrifying the strength of a person who could become a Holy Son was. To be able to stand out in an environment like a blessed land of immortal cultivation, his cultivation was definitely unparalleled. Moreover, it was rumored that those who could be chosen as Holy Sons all had an extraordinary foundation. They were either born with an innate divine body or were accompanied by the Saint's divine bone. Some even awakened their memories of their previous lives. Their backgrounds were shocking.
"It seems like this Saing Cultivation Platform has an astonishing origin. Although it was only an item from the ruins of the destroyed blessed land of immortal cultivation, it actually attracted a Holy Son!"
"I wonder what kind of shocking foundation he has. I really want to take a look."
"Hey, come on. I'm afraid none of the geniuses here can force out the true strength of that Holy Son!"
"That might not be the case. It is rumored that there is more than one blessed land of immortal cultivation that has sent disciples to come here. Moreover, a dark horse could appear. Have you forgotten about the sword intent that shot into the sky at the foot of the mountain?"
At the mention of that sword intent, everyone's eyes focused, and they could not help but feel a little terrified.
"Perhaps the fight for the Saint Cultivation Platform this time around will be extremely exciting. However, I wonder where that mysterious swordsman is now. I can't wait."
"You're not the only one! I want to see him too!"
Jiang Ming listened with great interest. When he heard this, he raised his head in surprise. As expected, he saw some strange people looking around without leaving a trace. Some even sent disciples from the sect to look down the mountain.
It was a rare opportunity to get to know a top genius who was suspected to be from a blessed land of immortal cultivation.
"Let's search slowly." Jiang Ming's gaze was relaxed. His sword intent was completely withdrawn into his spirit base. The chaotic fog on the mysterious seed covered his spirit base's aura. He was not worried about being discovered at all.
At this moment, a thunderous voice came from the foot of the mountain.
"What happened?"
Many people who had just arrived were slightly shocked. The mountain was covered by a sea of clouds, and they could not see anything clearly.
The eyes of the old cultivators who had been here all darted. "It's the waves of the Guanghan River. The battle for the Saint Cultivation Platform is about to begin!"
