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

But this also cannot explain why this young man from the Nine Heavens Sacrificial Clan has such a status.

Although the Nine Heavens Sacrifice Sect is powerful, it is only one of the nine major forces in the Southern Territory, not an absolute overlord.

To say that one's status is enough to command the respect of the entire Southern Territory is certainly not an exaggeration.

At this moment, the young man in blue naturally noticed the gazes of the people from the Northern Territory. He smiled slightly and stepped forward.

"Friends from the Northern Territory, I am Qingyu, greetings."

The people from the North returned the greeting.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Qingyu, greetings."

He returned the greeting verbally, but inwardly he was filled with doubt.

Although the North and South are separated, they can still hear about some rising geniuses.

The name Qingyu was completely unfamiliar to me; I had never heard of it before.

Despite some doubts about the situation of the people in the South, the people in the North were more focused on the joint hunt between the North and South.

Fan Ting of the Xuanlei Sacrificial Sect grinned.

"Interesting. It seems that the Southern Territory has indeed produced some notable figures this time. That's good, it will save us from getting too bored without new opponents."

"I also want to see if any of you from the Southern Territory can compete with me for the Northern Xuan Hunting Star this time!"

In the past, his attitude would naturally have drawn fierce competition from the geniuses of the Southern Territory.

This is the normal state for young geniuses to be together.

Fighting over a disagreement is commonplace.

But this time, upon hearing Fan Ting's words, the geniuses from the Southern Territory exchanged glances and actually burst into laughter.

"Hehe, friend from the North, if you want the title of Northern Xuan Hunting Star, then take it."

"Hehe, yeah, it's just a title, it's insignificant."

“We have more important things to do.”

These words, however, left the geniuses of the North completely bewildered.

No, what kind of attitude is this?

What do you mean by saying it's just a title and doesn't matter?

So what are you here for?

Fan Ting had initially intended to be provocative, but the other party's attitude gave him a sense of powerlessness, like punching cotton.

His eye twitched, and he was momentarily annoyed.

What the hell? What do you mean, "take it if you want"?

It's as if you can't get it if you don't give it to me.

Who is actually losing more often than winning?

Fan Ting was displeased, but he gave a cold smile.

"It seems our friends in the South are very confident this time."

"It seems you all believe that you can take the title of Hunting Star from my hands if you want to?"

As he spoke, a faint yet immense pressure began to rise from Fan Ting's body.

The air seemed to rumble with muffled thunder, as if about to explode.

The group of Northern Territory geniuses surrounding Fan Ting all changed their expressions and subconsciously stepped back.

"As expected, Fan Ting has already reached the Saintly Sacrifice level! The rumors are true!"

The geniuses from the North exclaimed in surprise.

In the Northern Territory, where powerful figures abound, Fan Ting's confidence in claiming he could earn the title of Northern Xuan Hunting Star was naturally well-founded.

His mastery of the Holy Sacrifice was the source of his confidence.

The difference in their levels of understanding is absolute.

No matter how extraordinary the High Priest is, he could never be a match for the Holy Priest.

Of course, the joint hunt between the North and South was not a contest, but a killing of ferocious beasts.

But even if they were to kill ferocious beasts, how could they compare to the holy priests who could overturn rivers and seas and destroy mountains and rivers with a mere wave of their hand?

Therefore, the Northern Mysterious Hunting Stars of all dynasties were almost always born from those few holy sacrificial geniuses.

Fan Ting is clearly one of the most competitive candidates this time.

Of course, the others were not to be outdone.

The genius from the Frost Extreme Sacrifice Sect who had previously clashed with Fan Ting snorted coldly.

"It's just a sacred ceremony; everyone can achieve the same thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, an icy aura, like that of an ancient glacier, spread out, making people feel as if their very souls were frozen.

This drew another gasp.

This is also a rising star who has reached the sacred level.

The clash of the two sacred rituals swept across the entire arena, suppressing everyone else.

Just then, several more powerful auras of the same level rose up from among the geniuses of the Northern Territory to confront it.

Soon, several auras collided and clashed, neither giving way, and a balance was reached on the field.

Sensing the sheer number of auras, the geniuses of the Northern Territory exclaimed in astonishment.

Including Fan Ting and the genius from the Frost Extreme Sacrifice Sect, this time, among the geniuses of the Northern Territory, there are a total of seven Saint Sacrifice experts!

This number is quite large, even among all the joint hunting expeditions between the North and South throughout history.

There have always been those who broke through to the Saintly Sacrifice level during the Joint Hunt. At that time, the number of Saintly Sacrifice geniuses in the Northern Territory may even exceed ten!

Even in the Northern Territory of the last tens of thousands of years, having ten Holy Priests among one's generation is a rare and magnificent sight.

Although the people from the Southern Territory seemed a bit strange this time.

But it seems the outcome is still a foregone conclusion.

As the auras of the seven holy priests clashed with each other, they also subtly pressed down on the people of the Southern Territory.

These are the geniuses of the North, demonstrating their power.

However, the people from the Southern Territory exchanged glances and actually smiled.

It was as if this immense, oppressive aura didn't exist for them at all.

This left Fan Ting and the others somewhat puzzled.

Although they were mindful of their limits and did not exert their full strength, and it was impossible for them to suppress so many geniuses from the Southern Territory with just their aura, their performance was still far too calm.

But then, in the crowd, the young man in blue, called Qingyu and the center of attention, smiled slightly.

"It seems our friends in the North are very welcoming."

"In that case, we should let them feel our enthusiasm. What do you all think?"

The people from the Southern Territory nodded in agreement.

"Senior Brother Qingyu is right!"

A tall, thin young man from the southern border slowly stepped forward, his aura suddenly bursting forth.

The gazes of the people from the North sharpened.

As expected, the Southern Territory also has its own holy sacrificial geniuses.

However, they are still not as good as them...

This idea lasted only a breath.

The next moment, several more geniuses from the Southern Territory stepped forward, unleashing their power.

Then, the number grew to tens, then hundreds!