Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 549: Chapter 553 The 3rd Beauty

“Did I pass?” the barbarian wearing beast-skin clothing asked honestly.

The right hand of the sovereign from Qi Shi Mansion was still twitching. How could he not pass? Such a monstrous talent hadn’t been seen in many years.

“You may enter.”

“Alright!” The barbarian, with disheveled hair, lifted his Wolf-toothed Stick and stomped into the Mountain Gate.

Every step he took caused the ground to quake with a THUD, like a great dragon on the move, his power immense enough to instill fear.

“He might really be that monstrous talent from the Eastern Wastelands. He has acquired the inheritance of the Heavenly Source Master, can change his appearance, and could have arrived in any form.” A voice drifted among the crowd, revealing this secret.

As soon as the barbarian entered the Mountain Gate, many eyes were fixed on him. Numerous people labeled him as a suspected Ye Fan—chaos was inevitable in his future.

「Five days later,」 the last exceptionally gifted individual arrived. He injured an elder guarding the Mountain Gate, was specially selected, and entered Qi Shi Mansion.

“Using the Sun Seal and Moon Seal with each hand, he made an elder of the Dragon Transformation Nine Layer Heavens spit blood with a single strike?!”

“Isn’t this the Dharma Seal Ye Fan often used in the past? Could it be him?”

The last monstrous talent was very mysterious. Few were fortunate enough to witness the battle when he entered Qi Shi Mansion, yet everyone had heard about it and speculated about his identity.

He had seriously injured an elder of the Dragon Transformation Nine Layer Heavens with just one strike, astonishing everyone as to what kind of inhuman being he truly was!

Everyone was shaken. The selection of elites by Qi Shi Mansion thus concluded; no one else arrived, and this chapter of events closed.

“Do you think that monstrous talent from the Eastern Wastelands came or not? I think that barbarian seemed somewhat like him.”

“Hard to say. Maybe he slipped in, or maybe he’s still holed up in the Eastern Wastelands and didn’t come.”

“I vaguely heard that the monstrous talent caused great trouble and might have escaped from the Eastern Wastelands to avoid calamity. He’s probably among us now.”

No one saw the sacred body, but everyone discussed him. He was the only individual who, despite not showing up, was constantly being talked about.

Among them, a few were suspected to be his True Body, leading to occasional tests that, in turn, caused some disturbances.

This past month, astonishing battle records had spread daily across the Five Great Domains, capturing the world’s attention. Everyone wanted to know who could overwhelm all other talents and emerge as the strongest.

After a bustling month, the selection finally concluded, leaving the world in awe—it wasn’t just about a few monstrous talents; future battles would surely be struggles between dragons and tigers!

Many people eagerly looked forward to that day arriving soon to witness the rise of an unrivaled individual.

“Black Emperor, damn you!” Ye Fan cursed, gazing up at the sky helplessly, from who knew how many thousands of miles away.

He had been flying across the endless grasslands for half a month without seeing a single person. It was desolately barren; he scarcely even saw a bird.

He had been eating rabbit meat for half a month and now felt like vomiting at the mere sight of it. He cursed the Black Dog repeatedly for its ridiculous Array Platforms; who knew how large the errors were.

Ye Fan highly suspected he had been teleported to the Northern Plains; otherwise, why would there be such a boundless grassland, with no end in sight?

That dog’s meddling was too absurd and unreliable. This time, its Array Patterns had finally misplaced him, leaving him uncertain of his location.

The veins on Ye Fan’s forehead bulged. He had finally discovered a stone tablet in the grasslands with the words “Northern Plains” clearly written on it, confirming his suspicions.

He had planned to go to the Central States to find Pang Bo. However, despite all his calculations, he hadn’t expected the Black Dog’s Array Patterns to be so atrocious. The deviation wasn’t just millions of miles anymore; it was now measured in tens of millions of miles.

Once he confirmed his location, he remained in a daze for a long time before finally pulling out another Array Platform, preparing to traverse the void again; otherwise, flying back would take at least a decade.