Soon, Yun Lintian and Huang Xian arrived in a massive square. At this mont, Gong Wei stood before a towering, ethereal gate. Its surface shimred with intricate runes and symbols that seed to dance and shift with otherworldly energy.
Yun Lintian looked around curiously. "It's strange that the protection here isn't very good." Huang Xian saw through Yun Lintian's thoughts. "No one dares to forcefully open the gate. Unless you get permission from the elders of the Holy Lands, you should forget about trying to go there with other ans. Naturally, a True God is an exception."
"I see," Yun Lintian nodded slowly.
Gong Wei scanned the crowd briefly and said, "It's ti. All qualifiers, follow ."
He raised his hand, and the gate creaked open, revealing the breathtaking sight of the Holy Lands.
After exchanging words with their people, the qualifiers quickly followed Gong Wei into the gate.
"Let's go as well," Huang Xian said calmly and moved forward, followed by Huang Zheng and Huang Ba. This wasn't the first ti for them.
Yun Lintian stepped through the gate and looked at the scene before him in surprise. The Holy Lands were a realm of unparalleled beauty and power, a place where the spiritual aura was so dense that it seed to shimr in the air.
Lush mountains pierced the sky, their peaks shrouded in mist, while crystal-clear rivers snaked through verdant valleys, their waters teeming with spiritual energy.
Ancient trees, so so massive that they could house entire cities, stretched their branches toward the heavens, their leaves rustling softly in the gentle breeze.
The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of exotic flowers and herbs, and the sound of chirping birds and the gentle murmur of waterfalls created a symphony of nature that soothed the soul.
The other first-tirs were overwheld by the sheer scale and grandeur of the Holy Lands. They had never seen anything like it before and could feel the imnse power that perated every inch of this sacred realm.
"Brother Yun, how is it? The environnt here is good, right?" Huang Ba asked with a smile. He had been in awe as well when he ca here for the first ti.
Yun Lintian nodded and said, "No wonder everyone wants to co here. It's like an entirely different world."
"Although the environnt is good, the competition here is also very intense. You'll see later," Huang Zheng added.
Gong Wei, his gaze sweeping across the awestruck faces of the qualifiers, began to speak in a clear, resonant voice that carried effortlessly across the vast expanse. "Welco, young talents, to the Holy Lands. This is the heart of the Primal Chaos, the birthplace of cultivation and the ho of countless powerful sects and clans."
He paused, his eyes twinkling with amusent as he watched the qualifiers take in the breathtaking scenery. "But before you get too comfortable, let remind you that this is not a vacation. The journey you are about to embark on will be challenging, demanding, and fraught with danger. Only the strongest and most determined among you will succeed." Gong Wei's voice grew sterner as he continued, "Your next destination is an outer city, where you will register and be assigned tasks. These tasks will test your skills, your knowledge, and your ability to work together. Your performance will be closely monitored, and those who excel will have the opportunity to join the prestigious sects and clans of the Holy Lands."
A murmur of excitent rippled through the crowd of qualifiers. The prospect of joining one of the powerful factions in the Holy Lands was a dream co true for many of them. It ant access to resources, training, and opportunities that were simply unimaginable in their holands.
Gong Wei raised his hand, and a shimring portal appeared before them. "This portal will lead you to the outer city. I wish you all the best of luck. May your journey be fruitful and your cultivation reach new heights."
With that, Gong Wei stepped through the portal, his figure disappearing in a flash of light. The qualifiers, their hearts pounding with a mix of anticipation and apprehension, followed suit, eager to begin their journey in this new and exciting world.
"Do you have to do it?" Yun Lintian looked at Huang Ba.
Huang Ba didn't reply but turned to Huang Xian.
Huang Xian glanced at him and said plainly, "Of course. You must do it. If you can't enter the top hundred, you can stay here for another ten thousand years."
Huang Ba was shocked and quickly said, "Understood, Master."
Yun Lintian didn't say anything. He understood that Huang Xian wanted Huang Ba to experience hardships.
"Let's go," Huang Xian said, and everyone stepped into the portal.
The outer city was a bustling tropolis, a stark contrast to the serene beauty of the Holy Lands they had just left behind. The streets were crowded with cultivators of all levels, their faces a tapestry of different races and backgrounds.
The air was filled with the sounds of hawkers shouting their wares, the clang of blacksmiths' hamrs, and the intoxicating aromas of exotic spices and herbs.
The qualifiers were overwheld by the sheer energy and activity of the city. It was a place of endless possibilities, where fortunes could be made and dreams could be shattered.
Yun Lintian looked at the bustling scene curiously. Apart from the abundant divine energy, the city was not much different from Divine Light City. It was vast and crowded. "Don't look at the bright side only. Most of the people here are those who failed to enter the eyes of those top factions. They're left behind to rot and die," Huang Zheng said calmly.
Yun Lintian nodded slowly. There was despair beneath the bustling atmosphere. Even though these people could stay here, their progress would be limited.
Yun Lintian could see the way people here looked at him and the other newcors. There was an inexplicable emotion behind those gazes, similar to gloating. Perhaps they were waiting to see how many people in the group would fall into a similar situation to theirs.
As everyone walked, Gong Wei explained the structure of the outer city and the various factions that held sway there. "The outer city is divided into several districts, each controlled by a different sect or clan. These factions compete with each other for resources and influence, and their rivalry can sotis lead to conflict."
He paused, his eyes twinkling with amusent. "But for now, your only concern is to register and receive your tasks. The sooner you complete them, the better your chances will be."
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