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Maki Chen dealt with the three of them in quick succession, and after absorbing their spirit souls, he joined the suppression of the Nine-Eyed Demon Python.

The Nine-Eyed Demon Python had a record of possessing the bloodline of a Divine Beast, the Heavenly Python, and was one of the extremely valiant Primordial Demon.

However, this Nine-Eyed Demon Python was only a soul form, it only had looks of its own, but it did not have the corresponding strength. Maki Chen waved his fist, instantly dying.

Senior Sister Cai Er slightly opened her small mouth, and said while looking at Maki Chen with some disbelief: "Junior Brother, you ?" How did you become so strong?

Regarding Senior Sister Cai Er's doubts, Maki Chen had already thought of a way to explain it.

We are all in the Spirit Soul state, and I am an alchemist, so the Spirit Soul is naturally much stronger than others. If it was outside, we would not have such strength.

Hearing that, the Senior Sister Cai Er nodded her head to express her understanding.

Pills refiners, refiners and Divine Symbol Masters all had very high requirements for talent in Spirit Soul. Since Maki Chen was a pill refiner, it was not surprising that his Spirit Soul was so strong.

Looking at the Nine-eyed Devil Python that was on the verge of death, Maki Chen swept his gaze across his three senior sisters and said, My Spirit Value is already more than enough. Any of you currently lack a Spirit Value, killing this Nine-eyed Devil Python should be able to provide a lot of Spirit Value.

The Spirit Communication Value was the Spirit Soul Realm, but the Spirit Communication Value was a name the sect used to deceive people. Maki Chen knew the truth, but he was not stupid enough to say it.

If we just take it away like this ? Not good.

Senior Sister Cai Er was right!

Junior Brother, you just saved us, and yet you still haven't thanked us properly.

The three senior sisters obviously weren't willing to see Maki Chen's generosity.

Maki Chen laughed helplessly: There's nothing to be polite about, those four people just now provided me with a lot of Spirit Communication Points, if you don't need this, you can accept it.

Seeing that Maki Chen really did not lack any Spirit Communication Points, the three of them finished off the Nine-eyed Devil Python together. Then the three of them absorbed the spirit souls that the Nine-eyed Devil Python brought with them.

Junior brother, what do you plan on doing next? Senior Sister Cai Er looked at Maki Chen who was in a daze and asked.

Maki Chen pondered for a moment. There was still a period of time before the end, so he had to hunt and kill as many Primordial Demon s as possible.

How about...

Just when Maki Chen was about to say that he would go his own way and take his own actions, an illusionary power suddenly appeared around him. Maki Chen felt that his body was being pulled by some kind of force, and very quickly his vision became dark.

At this time, Maki Chen heard someone cry out in shock.

I... Why did I come out!?

You are much better than me. I came out an hour ago!

He had just met the Primordial Demon, and didn't have the time to take action yet ?

All of the disciples were obviously a little confused. After looking left and right for a while, they finally confirmed that they had completely left the Minor World.

While feeling puzzled, the elder explained, "Originally, it would take six hours to finish this selection, but the number of people eliminated has already reached fifty. As a result, the formation stopped in advance and you were sent out."

Hearing the Elder's explanation, a few disciples had expressions of having picked up something cheap, and their joy was hard to conceal.

Once they entered the Minor World, they hid and hid everywhere. They simply did not hunt any Primordial Demon, let alone obtain a Spirit Value. They did not expect that they would stand out in the end after not doing anything from start to finish.

At this time, the elder continued: Some disciples who enter the Minor World and do nothing, even if they successfully stay at the very end, they will not be ranked on the list. As for the extra slots, they will be chosen from the eliminated disciples!

Those few people bitterly lowered their heads, but those disciples that had been eliminated beforehand were beaming with joy.

Using their performance in the Minor World this time as the basis, all the elders confirmed the ranking! The first disciple who represented Mountain Sea Pavilion in the Empire this time was Maki Chen!

When the elder said this name, he looked towards Maki Chen's position with a meaningful look.

Maki Chen did not know that his spot was set, and could not help but to feel suspicious, as he looked at the elder who registered as well.

Although Maki Chen had absorbed a lot of spirit souls, most of them had already been refined and turned into Spirit Soul s. There were not many spirit souls left in the Spirit Soul, Maki Chen suspected that the elder would recite it backwards the second time they registered.

Just as Maki Chen was thinking about the reason, he did not expect that the senior sister Xi Mengyao who was sitting beside him would suddenly slap him on the shoulder and say happily: Wow, junior brother, you got first place without any warning!

Luck, it was all luck! Maki Chen pretended not to know anything and replied modestly.

The elder did not focus his attention on Maki Chen for too long, and continued to speak: "Second place, He Qiusheng!

Once he said that, all the disciples turned to look at him, and then turned to look at Maki Chen!

He Qiusheng, was the Southern Pavilion's current strongest disciple among the younger generation. He had stepped half a step into the Primordial Sea realm, while Maki Chen was just a brat who had just entered the Sect not long ago.

Maki Chen was also very suspicious. He turned his head to look at He Qiusheng, only to realize that he looked a little familiar. It looked like he had seen it somewhere before.

As Maki Chen was recalling, He Qiu Sheng's eyes met with Maki Chen's. Immediately after, he smiled faintly, matching with its handsome face, it looked extremely refined!

It was him!

Maki Chen finally recalled that this He Qiu Sheng was the senior brother he met the day he killed the Queen Bee.

Seeing the other party's enviable appearance, Maki Chen gave a friendly smile in return. After all, the impression that this senior brother had given him was not bad.

Third place, Xi Mengyao!

The Elder's voice rang out once again. This time, the commotion it caused was even more exaggerated than the previous two times.

There was no other reason. The most dazzling top three had all been taken over by the small Southern Pavilion. This was something that no one had ever thought of.

Immediately afterwards, the elder read out the names of all the disciples who had been selected to participate in the Empire's Great Competition.

At this time, the South Pavilion disciples, who usually did not have a good relationship with the West Pavilion, suddenly became excited. A few of them were already whispering to each other, seemingly recounting something.

Not long after, the elders ended the commotion among the disciples.

Those who are unable to become a disciple, can leave.

With that, the fifty disciples who were not able to get up one by one, and left the second floor of the pavilion, leaving behind only Maki Chen, the thirty disciples who were not chosen.

A moment later, an old man appeared in front of the door to the second floor. When the four elders saw this old man, they all bowed and said, "Elder Kang!"

The old man nodded in acknowledgement but didn't continue the conversation with the four elders. Instead, he walked to the center of the thirty disciples.

Actually, being selected to participate in the Great Competition wasn't necessarily a good thing. At that time, it was unknown whether or not he would be able to return ?

Many disciples revealed puzzled expressions, as they clearly didn't understand the meaning of his words.

The old man was already mentally prepared for the disciples' reactions. He continued: "You should all know that the Great Competition is held once every five years, and no less than ten thousand people will attend each session. Among them, more than thirty percent, or at least three thousand people will die within the Great Competition.

At this point, the atmosphere became heavy with the old man's last word!