I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Shen Ming had indeed been thinking of getting Miao Zhen to agree, as this was a rare and precious opportunity.

When I came to my senses, I realized that some things were beyond my control.

“Master, please don’t be offended. Miaozhen was chosen by the Heaven-Mending Dao and cannot choose her own master,” Shen Ming said.

Li Miaozhen's refusal was too straightforward; if the Daoist Master were petty and narrow-minded, it would be troublesome.

Although he himself would not take offending the Dao Lord to heart.

This was just an excuse; the Heaven-Mending Path had not yet issued any new decrees.

Before the Antarctic Immortal could speak, the Dao Lord holding the scroll said, "According to the rules of the Three Thousand Dao States, the Fire Seed and the Ascension Token will not be given to you until you are fifty years old, and that is under the most ideal circumstances."

These words unveiled the mystery of the three thousand prefectures; for those in power, the thirty years in between were but a blink of an eye.

Compared to those saints who lived for hundreds of years, it was a very short time.

"In the Nine Heavens, a god can be born at the age of thirty."

As a result, the Taoist master's next words caused an even bigger uproar.

According to this theory, if one desires to compete for supremacy, one cannot afford to waste these decades.

The hundreds-of-years-old sage king present was greatly shaken.

Therefore, the average cultivation time for cultivators in the Upper Realm, who reach the ninth level of the Sovereign Realm, is less than a hundred years.

Shen Ming stared at the Dao Lord who was speaking, the one who had initially saved Di Nan and his group.

These words sound like advice, but they don't quite seem to be the case.

"Don't worry, let things take their course."

The Old Man of the South Pole finally spoke, bringing the matter of accepting disciples to a close.

Li Miaozhen and Shen Ming breathed a sigh of relief, as did everyone around them.

It is certainly regrettable to fail, but it is even harder to accept the success of others.

"Don't worry about age. Apart from today, the competition for opportunities still depends on your own cultivation level. Reaching the Longevity Realm at a hundred years old is the same as reaching it at ten thousand years old, as long as you reach it."

The Old Man of the South Pole noticed the somber atmosphere and said something like this.

The faces of the saintly kings regained their radiance; they were all encouraged and agreed that this was the truth.

"Continue testing."

On the two high platforms, the woman from the Other Shore Cult spoke.

"I come!"

Mo Wentian couldn't wait any longer and stepped onto the high platform ahead of everyone else. The atmosphere suddenly changed, and the surroundings seemed to be shrouded in an invisible pressure.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on him.

As the chosen one who mended the heavens, everyone knew of his talent.

Myriad Divine Bones!

A talent comparable to the Supreme Bone!

He stood in the center of the high platform, his expression indifferent. With a wave of his hand, mysterious light patterns emerged from his body.

Those were myriad runes born from the bones, each containing endless mysteries of heaven and earth.

These runes rose into the air, intertwining above his head to form a dazzling divine domain, as if a miniature world was revolving around him.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon occurred!

Countless laws and principles of the universe seemed to be drawn by Mo Wentian, and streams of light descended from the void, converging around him.

These forces transformed into a gigantic phantom behind him, resembling an ancient deity guarding heaven and earth, radiating an aura of power that suppressed all directions.

Everyone stared intently at the strange phenomenon, and soon someone gasped in shock.

Upon closer inspection, the face of that deity was strikingly similar to that of Mo Wentian!

"That's... the future Mo Wentian!"

"The extraordinary phenomenon is his future self; in the future, he is already the Great Emperor!"

In the extraordinary phenomenon, Mo Wentian pointed a finger to the sky, and the surrounding laws of the Great Dao all submitted, with light weaving together countless chains of laws that wrapped around his body.

With a single finger pointing to the ground, heaven and earth bowed down, emanating a vast and boundless pressure that spread outwards.

Then, the radiance emanating from Mo Wentian formed a straight line that reached the sky, connecting with the ship on the other shore in the heavens, creating a dazzling brilliance.

The other shore ship responded immediately, and an even more intense beam of light descended from the ship's hull, directly surrounding Mo Wentian.

It is a Daoist master who is probing Mo Wentian's foundation!

Mo Wentian, his face full of pride, glanced at the crowd with an indifferent look. There was no contempt in his gaze, but it made everyone he looked at feel a strange pressure.

Finally, his gaze fell heavily on Shen Ming, with a hint of provocation.

The strange phenomenon slowly dissipated, but the lingering aura of the future emperor seemed to persist, lingering between heaven and earth for a long time.

To Mo Wentian's regret, the Dao Lord of the Other Shore Ship withdrew his divine sense and did not extend an invitation.

"continue."

Urged on by the woman from the Other Shore Cult, Mo Wentian walked somewhat displeased toward Di Nan and Jun Lin.

On the ship to the other shore, the Daoist Master, holding a scroll, said, "Fairy Maiden, you've set a bad precedent, making these young people expect to be chosen directly."

Huang Xiangu didn't seem to have a good impression of this Taoist priest and didn't say anything.

“Immortal Master, you can’t blame the Fairy Maiden. The Taiqing Immortal Heart is rare and hard to come by. The main reason is that the Immortal Elder wants to take on a disciple,” another Daoist Master said.

The Old Man of the South Pole is a kind-hearted man, known for his gentle nature and cheerful smile.

"The cycle of life and death, and the reincarnation on the other shore, in a way, aligns with our path to immortality."

“This won’t do. Let’s make a rule that no one can take on any more disciples,” said the immortal master holding the scroll.

"Immortal Master, you are overthinking it. There are no more geniuses in the lower realm who can impress you and me. But it's alright, let's make it clear beforehand."

"Alright, anyone who dares to take on another disciple will be found by the red-haired monster tonight."

"That's a bit harsh, but it's fine."

The Red-Haired Monster, the most terrifying legend in the Nine Heavens, brings misfortune to anyone who is targeted by him.

However, the six Dao Lords didn't care about things that were unlikely to happen anyway.

"He's next!"

Suddenly, the six Dao Lords saw Shen Ming walk up.

Today's Holy Cliff Heavenly Gathering, this person is definitely the main character, leaving a deep impression on them.

Moreover, he is in a Daoist relationship with Li Miaozhen, so they want to see what kind of talent he has.

It wasn't just the six Dao Lords; everyone was the same.

Especially Mo Wentian, who has just made a name for himself, is not afraid of strange phenomena.

Shen Ming stepped forward slowly, his steps steady and composed. Each step seemed to tread on the hearts of the crowd, stirring up invisible ripples.

Among the crowd, some people whispered among themselves, their voices low but full of anticipation and curiosity.

At this moment, a radiant light slowly rose from all around the high platform.

The radiance, though not dazzling, possessed an indescribable sense of holiness, as if it carried the boundless power of the heavens, making one unable to help but hold their breath and concentrate.

"What is this? Before any unusual phenomena have even appeared, it is already surrounded by a radiant glow!"

Amidst the radiance, Shen Ming faintly exuded a mysterious aura that seemed to belong to another world.

"This is the true radiance of the Great Dao?!"

The six Dao Lords looked at each other, all somewhat incredulous.

They were imitating the radiant light of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to conduct the test, and as a result, the true radiant light of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth appeared!

The next moment, Shen Ming's strange phenomenon erupted.