A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Chen Yue mobilized his source power and unleashed his seventh level of spiritual cultivation, easily suppressing all the core disciples of the Holy Land.

In front of Chen Yue, everyone's brilliance dimmed, and they all felt an extremely strong pressure.

Although there was only a difference of a few levels of cultivation, one could actually feel a pressure from Chen Yue that was no less than that of the Sun Wheel Realm. It was as if his mere presence exuded an indescribable majesty.

Chen Yue snapped his fingers lightly, and the scene in front of the core disciples changed instantly. They should have been with the people from the Holy Land.

But now they found themselves in an endless expanse of ice and snow, each walking forward aimlessly, and the choices that came their way made them anxious.

In the real world, everyone's facial expressions are unusually unpleasant, their eyes are empty and lifeless, and they stand blankly in place as if they have lost in thought.

With another light snap of his fingers, everyone was immediately brought back to reality from the seemingly endless ice wall maze.

The core disciples looked at each other, and only when they saw the familiar faces of the other party did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

What had just happened was still fresh in their minds; although it was only a brief moment, it left a deep impression on them.

Chen Yue had no intention of trapping the group. The reason he created the "Lost in the Way" situation was simply to prove his strength and let them practice his moves.

Upon closer reflection, Chen Yue had not unleashed any source power attacks for some time, whether it was the Primordial Supreme Technique or the Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique.

He hasn't used it since he entered the Xuan Yun Holy Land.

Chen Yue calmly addressed the group, "Fellow senior brothers, am I qualified to be the second candidate?"

Having just been trapped in the ice wall maze, some of them vaguely guessed that Chen Yue was behind it all.

Sensing that his aura was far stronger than his own, he didn't refute him further and silently nodded in acknowledgment of Chen Yue's second choice.

Even under these circumstances, some people still failed to completely submit to Chen Yue.

"You only know how to play tricks; who knows what your true abilities are..."

Before the core disciple could finish speaking, he swallowed hard and dared not raise any further questions.

I could only nod in agreement silently, just like everyone else.

As soon as he voiced his objection, he felt a biting cold wind, and dozens of icicles appeared above his brow without him even noticing.

It seemed that if he said just one more word, these icicles would fall and pierce him completely from top to bottom.

With such an intense sense of oppression, how could he possibly dare to utter a single word?

Seeing that the time was right, Daoist Xuanyun asked the same question again, "How about Chen Yue as the second candidate?"

The core disciples who were extremely unwilling just moments before are now raising their hands in agreement, and each of them shows their fear of Chen Yue.

The strength Chen Yue just displayed far surpasses that of everyone else.

Those elders who didn't know Chen Yue all shut their mouths after witnessing what had just happened.

Chen Yue has now definitively confirmed himself as the strongest of the younger generation in the Xuan Yun Holy Land.

Previously, Gu Jun was the Holy Son, but with Chen Yue joining the Xuan Yun Holy Land, Gu Jun's brilliance was instantly overshadowed by most of it.

In selecting the younger generation, many king-level forces quickly made their choices.

It is difficult to select one person to directly enter the Spirit Spring, but it is not difficult to select two outstanding juniors from the sects.

The two strongest individuals were quite obvious. The thirty-four juniors stepped forward and looked at each other, each representing the strongest member of their respective sects in the present generation.

Each person's face was filled with pride, a strong sense of self-confidence rarely seen in ordinary people.

Looking at these spirited young men, Fang Lei smiled slightly and said, "Since you've made your decision, let's begin."

"First, I will give you a chance."

Fang Lei picked up a stone from the ground and tossed it around in his hand a couple of times.

"Next, I will throw this stone far away. I don't care what method you use, whoever brings this stone to me."

"Whoever wins the battle will have the right to choose their opponent at will, and if they win, they will directly gain the right to enter the Spirit Spring."

Upon hearing this, everyone became restless and even began to look for the easiest opponent to bully.

"Get ready, I'm about to throw it away!"

Fang Lei mustered all his strength and threw the stone in his hand far away.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the stone, and they instantly mobilized their source energy to rush in the direction the stone was flying.

Even Fang Lei himself, who threw the stone, couldn't help but wonder how many people would scramble for it, and who would bring it to him.

All the younger generation acted the instant the stone was thrown, but Chen Yue stood calmly in place, unmoved, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Fang Lei quickly became extremely impressed with Chen Yue's unique performance, whose unconventional personality stood in stark contrast to the others.

But the next second something incredibly shocking happened: the stone he had just thrown with all his might was now perfectly intact in front of him.

The person holding the stone was none other than Chen Yue, who had been standing still just moments before.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yue had somehow obtained the stone and was standing in front of Fang Lei.

Chen Yue held up the stone and presented it to Fang Lei, saying in a calm tone, "Mr. Fang, I have retrieved the stone."

Fang Lei was momentarily bewildered, looking at Chen Yue in front of him and unable to understand how he had managed to snatch the stone in an instant.

In contrast, the younger generation was still searching for stones in the distance.

"That's really strange. The stone was clearly flying in this direction, so why did it suddenly disappear?"

"Who is it? Who is hiding!"

"I saw it! The stone disappeared in mid-air! Whose hand was so fast that there wasn't even a afterimage!"

"Don't lie, it's definitely fallen into some little corner. Whoever finds it first gets to keep it!"

Fang Lei slowly asked, "How...how did you get it?"

Chen Yue said with a serious expression, "Because my movements are faster than theirs."

Having launched two consecutive "instantaneous" attacks, seizing a stone was a piece of cake for Chen Yue.

Fang Lei frowned slightly. Even with his cultivation at the eighth level of the King Realm, he couldn't see Chen Yue's movements clearly. This was truly unbelievable.

"Have you practiced any kind of agility-based martial art?"

Chen Yue immediately replied, "Exactly."

Fang Lei found temporary solace in receiving this accurate answer.

However, he couldn't imagine what level of agility technique could make the movements so fast.

Seeing Fang Lei's puzzled expression, he hesitated to announce that he had obtained the stone.

So he asked, "Could it be that Mr. Fang suspects that I have a fake stone?"

Chen Yue's words instantly brought Fang Lei to his senses, and he quickly said, "No, no, no, I didn't mean that."

He then said to the younger generation in the distance, "The stone has been found!"