s head firmly: "Thank you, Master, but I have already made up my mind."Seeing Fang Chen's determination, Dong Hua also stopped persuading him: "Since that's the case, I won't say anything more. Howeve...Lin Xueyan took first place with one song. Since she overcame a mental hurdle last time, her motivation has increased exponentially.

This amount of pressure is just a matter of time for her, it's nothing.

After a cup of tea, when Lin Xueyan stepped onto the high platform, the pressure around her instantly vanished.

Lin Xueyan looked around, the platform was empty except for a stone pedestal in the center. On the pedestal stood an ancient black sword.

"Magic Sword"

Lin Xueyan could feel the faint demonic aura emanating from this sword. It was clearly a magic sword.

It's really made for him.

She thought to herself.

Not discouraged that he couldn't grasp this great opportunity, it seemed that Fang Chen could achieve the same as himself.

So, she did not approach the demon sword and stood quietly on the side waiting.

Soon, Meng Feng City also reached the high platform.

His eyes instantly fell on the magic sword on the stone platform, his gaze filled with greed.

"This sword seems archaic, giving me a sense of oppression! It's definitely not an ordinary magic treasure! Absolutely not!"

He wanted to rush up, but seeing Lin Xueyan standing in one place without any movement, his steps faltered and he hesitated.

This opportunity might not be so easy to come by, and there might even be some danger involved. Let's wait for others to weigh in first.

He thought to himself and stood aside.

Luo Xiu and the first team also arrived, gazing at the sword with burning desire, yet none of them dared to reach for it.

Meng Feng Cheng seeing this wasn't a solution, her eyes locked onto one person.

He was a genius disciple of a powerful force, born at the Ninth Heaven Realm.

You! You drew your sword in the past.

Mengfengcheng commanded.

Seeing the Dream City Wind staring at him, the talented disciple's face turned pale with fear.

Opportunities in a blessed land are not easily obtained, and this is the only one available on the second level.

The first one to take it, either succeeds or dies.

And now, if things go wrong, he's the first to grab it. There's a 70% chance he'll die.

"Well, aren't you willing" Meng Fengcheng said coldly.

The prodigious disciple gritted his teeth, only able to walk towards the Devil Sword.

He knew his own strength and status were inferior to Mengfeng City, and he didn't have the courage to resist like Fang Chen. He could only follow orders.

Coming face to face with the magic sword, he took a deep breath.

Under the gaze of all, grasp the Demon Sword!

Bang!

The moment it is grasped, the Demon Sword's demonic energy surges to the heavens! It plunges into this person's skull!

The man trembled, terrified, dropping the demon sword and retreating step by step! His hands waved frantically forward, as if warding something off.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

He roared incessantly, as if seeing the most terrifying scene of his life.

"Senior brother!"

A fellow disciple rushed to his side and struck him on the forehead with a palm.

The man's body stiffened, and he fainted.

But judging by the situation, it's not serious, just a bit shaken up.

"It seems that even if this sword cannot be pulled out, there will be no danger of life. Meng Fengcheng thought to himself."

"Ding dong!"

The little boy's voice rang out again: "Congratulations to you all for arriving at the final opportunity! As you can see, the final opportunity is this sword. Let me tell you a secret, whoever obtains this sword will be invincible in the world!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked!

Even if the boy's words are a bit exaggerated, this sword is definitely extraordinary, a great opportunity!

But Mengfeng City and the others weren't in a hurry to try. This sword was unexpectedly a great opportunity, it wasn't something anyone could pull out.

"It's not something anyone can pull out."

This suddenly made them think of one person.

Fang Chen!

Could this sword be the one specially left for him by that powerful being

Mengfeng City's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't help but feel jealous.

Why didn't the Great Ones bestow him with opportunities, but instead gave such opportunities to this lowly person from a lower realm

"Hmph, whether it is or not, that bastard absolutely won't get this chance. As long as he dares to appear, I will kill him!" He sneered in his heart.

"Keep going, who else wants to try, hurry up. Once the later ones come, I won't let anyone else on, you guys will miss your chance." he said coldly.

Others glanced at each other, since there was no danger to life, there was nothing to fear.

Soon, someone came to the magic sword.

"It's the Scorpion of the Nile!"

His willpower is a strong point, perhaps he has a chance

The scorpion made preparations and then grasped the magic sword! It wanted to draw it out immediately!

But all his efforts were unable to budge the Demon Sword even a fraction.

And the demonic energy entered his brain, in just a breath's time he couldn't hold on, retreating again and again.

However, his situation was much better than the first one; he recovered after only being affected for a few breaths.

"I'll give it a try!"

Another voice cried out, "He's a renowned genius from the Eastern Divine Region as well!"

It's just that the Devil Sword is too domineering. No matter who tries, they can't hold onto the Devil Sword for more than three breaths.

Even if a demonic cultivator tries, they will get the same results.

I'll do it.

After more than ten people had tried, Luo Xiu gained some confidence and spoke.

This statement instantly caught everyone's attention, you know Luo Xiu is the second-ranked genius on Tianyu Divine Sect's Heaven's List!

Both strength and talent are unquestionable.

Talents are usually chosen as the masters of treasures.

Luo Xiu smiled at Meng Fengcheng and said, "Meng Daoist friend, let me try first. Is that alright"

The only threat to him here is Meng Feng City. We still need to have the proper etiquette.

It's okay.

Dreamwind City said casually, appearing very confident.

Thus, this sword belongs to him; no one can take it away.

Luo Xiu slightly bowed and walked to the front of the sword.

Only then did he exhale heavily, his face grim.

After you are fully prepared, grip the sword hilt!

"Go!"

He roared! He drew his sword! His aura exploded instantly, the air rippling! The faces of the West Zhou people changed drastically as they retreated in panic.

"As expected of a genius disciple from the Heavenly Feather Divine Sect! Such an aura is truly terrifying!"

"Tianyu Shenzong truly lives up to its reputation as the number one sect in the Divine Eastern Region! Every single person who comes out is a monster!"

Everyone sighed with regret.

However, Luo Xiu's imposing presence was powerful, but it couldn't shake the sword even a little.

As the demonic energy grew increasingly terrifying, he could bear it no longer and was forced to abandon his pursuit.

"Alas, it seems this sword and I are not destined to be."

After he finished speaking, he dejectedly walked away.

Though everyone knew this was the outcome, they were still somewhat shocked.

Even the heavens themselves could not shake this sword even slightly.

"As I see it, only Meng Dao-you could do this."

"Yes, Meng Dao is from the Upper Realm. His aura is extremely strong, and he will definitely be able to draw this sword."

All eyes turned to Mengfeng City's cold and aloof face, feeling that only he was capable of doing it.

Seeing countless eyes focused on him, Meng Fengcheng appeared cold and aloof on the surface, but inwardly, he was extremely pleased with himself.

Never before in his life had he shone so brightly.

Under the gazes of countless people, he spoke.

The moment these words were spoken, everyone's attention was immediately drawn to them.

"The Dream Prodigy is finally going to make a move!"

As long as Meng Tianjiao makes a move, this sword will surely be within our grasp.

During the Western Zhou period, many people flocked to it, hoping to leverage this opportunity to climb onto Mengfeng City's gravy train.

Meng Feng City was abuzz as all eyes turned to the Demon Sword, planted firmly in the stone. A figure stood proudly before it, gazing at the weapon with unwavering confidence.

The next moment! He burst forth with power! His strength was several times greater than Luo Xiu's!

"What an awe-inspiring aura!"

"As expected of a genius from the Dream Realm! Just this aura alone is so awe-inspiring!"

"No! I can't take it anymore!"

Although the voice of Xizhou was that of a sycophant, Mengfeng City found it quite pleasing to the ear.

He stared at the sword, fully prepared, and roared, "Rise!"

At the same time, Fang Chen finally ascended the platform.

The moment he stepped onto the stage, he couldn't care about his body that felt like it was about to collapse. His gaze instantly fell on the magic sword in the center!

For some reason, the moment he reached the summit, he inexplicably felt a strange sense of kinship with the Demon Sword.

They were like old friends.

The magic sword seemed to sense Fang Chen's arrival and trembled slightly.

It was at this very moment that Meng Fengcheng grasped the Demon Sword.

Although it was only a slight tremor, Mengfeng City could only hold for five breaths of time.

But this was the first time the magic sword had reacted, instantly causing an uproar among the crowd!

"Let's go!"rning, even someone at the early to mid-stage of the Linghai realm could sense it, but it had no effect on Wen Tian Xixin whatsoever.No wonder the other party could get close without being noticed, I...