My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Naturally, not everyone can participate in the Tianxing Conference. One must have a clear background.

Even if you are born into a common family, you must have an identity.

However, few of Zhong Qing and his group have identities that are worthy of being seen by others.

Apart from Dongfang Huan, they were either Starry Sky Illegal Residents or captured people like Lingmu Tiannv.

Therefore, they could only affiliate themselves with the Sihai Sect and fight in the name of the Sihai Sect.

There are still two months until the conference officially starts, and registration will start after January.

Dongfang Huan also took advantage of this time to enter the Time Pagoda again to consolidate and stabilize his cultivation level.

Zhong Qing and the others naturally would not publicize the previous events concerning Jin Liangchen, and the Treasure Pavilion also remained silent.

This is understandable. If this kind of thing is made public, it will only damage the reputation of the Treasure Pavilion.

During this period of time, countless geniuses from all forces in the starry sky have been continuously gathering towards the Shanhaitian area.

same moment.

Beyond the endless starry sky.

Deep in the Jinyutian area.

In a strange space.

A city similar to the Lingmu Divine Realm, constructed by many large stars, almost violates the laws of physics, and floats in the center of the continent in the void.

Inside the hall, the soft light gathered in the depths and turned into a huge icicle, as if even time was frozen.

It was vaguely visible that deep within the icicle, there was a blurry figure, seemingly a woman.

Next to the icicle, two figures stood.

One of them spoke.

"Uncle Master, how is your injury?"

Another figure stood with his hands behind his back, speaking in an indifferent tone.

"Depending on the power of the Holy Land, it is still relatively stable."

"But if we leave, things will probably get worse again very quickly."

"But the power of the holy land will eventually run out, and I don't know how long it can hold out."

He stared at the figure inside the icicle.

The other person nodded and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Master, it won't take long to prepare."

"The Immortal Blood has almost reached stability and perfection."

"Although it's impossible to reach the source, it's enough."

"We can proceed after this Tianxing Conference is over."

The figure said calmly, "It's alright, I don't seek immortality."

At this point, another person sighed.

"However, I, nephew, didn't expect that place to be so dangerous."

"Uncle Master, with your magical powers, you are actually injured like this."

"I thought there was nothing in this world that could hurt you."

The figure paused and spoke.

"It's something extraordinary there after all."

"The true essence and greatest secrets of the Immortal Dao Ji Ten Thousand Races were taken in by those people."

"On the surface, it looks like nothing more than a decaying prison, but what's hidden beneath the water is beyond imagination."

"I was also careless this time and almost got caught in it."

As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked the surface of the icicle.

"Fortunately, there was an unexpected gain. Otherwise, whether we could have come out so smoothly might not be certain."

He said calmly, "I was careless."

"I shouldn't enter in person. I should be like that woman..."

At this point, the person next to him looked slightly moved.

"Master... so that person is still inside."

"Will she?"

The figure said calmly.

"It doesn't matter."

"Although her method of entry is safe, she can't do as much as I can."

"I couldn't even get in with my real body."

"She won't succeed before me."

“Once I succeed this time, I will enter again.”

There was a hint of unquestionable and absolute firmness in the figure's tone.

"This time."

"I will succeed."

……

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

It’s almost time for registration to open for the Tianxing Conference.

Zhong Qing and his group arrived at the registration venue early.

But even if you come early, the place is already crowded and bustling with people.

Countless powerful auras rubbed and collided here, making it seem a bit chaotic.

If the venue had not been protected by formations and prohibitions, it would have been crushed to pieces long ago.

Although many people signed up, Sihai Sect is the local boss after all, so it is easy to get some special treatment.