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In the center of the Sacred City, there was a mountain peak that was dozens of feet high. The mountain was completely surrounded by white fog and it was the forbidden grounds of the Holy City of Nine Serenities.
At this moment, countless people gathered on the square. All of them were people belonging to the three empires and were led by their respective empires' kings. The number of people varied from several tens to over a hundred people.
Although there was a limit to the number of people that could participate in the Imperial Assembly s, in order for the various Kingdoms to gain more knowledge, they had brought along a few unrelated personnel. Other than that, there were also a few others following them.
For example, the Vermillion Bird Empire s of a first grade empire, their number of disciples that could participate in the Imperial Assembly s amounted to thirty people. Adding the others, there were at least a hundred people.
Amongst this group of people, only Situ Liuyun was missing. Because Situ Liuyun wanted to fight for Wind Nation, he had already returned to the group of Wind Nation.
As for the Sovereign King of the Vermillion Bird Empire, he was not worried at all. In the Vermillion Bird Empire, Situ Liuyun was not the strongest person.
And the Vermillion Bird Empire, the true number one expert, ranked third on the Nine Nether Saint Rankings, also originated from the Vermillion Bird Sect. This was also why the Vermillion Bird Seed did not care about Situ Liuyun fighting for the Wind Nation, as the Vermillion Bird Sect still had a powerful genius.
Although there were a lot of people, the Sacred Mountain Plaza did not feel crowded. The Plaza was simply too big, almost like a flat plain floating in the air, and because of the terrain, it could overlook the entire Holy City of Nine Serenities.
As the number one city in the Jiuyou Ancient Prefecture, this ancient city was not as bustling as expected, nor was it that big. It was like a mysterious ancient city that had been left behind, and every building had a special aura, with the Sacred Mountain as the center, like stars cupping the moon.
Perhaps it was because of the special position of the Holy Mountain, but although those buildings were centered around the Holy Mountain, they still maintained a certain distance from it, seeming to revere it.
"Welcome all of you to participate in the decennial Imperial Assembly, I am the city lord of Holy City of Nine Serenities, my name is Ye Wuying, all of you can also call me City lord of Shadowless, some of you old friends, this is not the first time we have met, let us not talk much, after that I will introduce the rules of Imperial Assembly!"
In the center of the square, an old man slowly said. This person had a head of silver hair and did not look young, but he looked energetic and had a ruddy complexion. It was obvious that his cultivation base was at its peak.
Beside him were a total of four elders. These four elders were about the same age. They were all wearing ancient robes, making their cultivation extraordinary.
The various chairmen were all aware of this. Not to mention the City Lord of Shadowless City, even if it was just any of the four of them, they would still not be able to contend against them. After all, the monarchs of the various empires were not the strongest in terms of cultivation.
Not far behind the four elders stood five young monk s. These five cultivators were all Holy City of Nine Serenities disciples and were the candidates to participate in the Imperial Assembly selection.
Although there was no need for Holy City of Nine Serenities to fight for the Empire's ranking, every time, Imperial Assembly would send out five disciples to participate in the competition in order to compete for the final prize.
No matter if it was a teacher or a battle skill, in order to be fair, the Holy City of Nine Serenities would only send five people to participate every time.
Although there were five of them, these five, were without a doubt the strongest five disciples in the Holy City of Nine Serenities. If they wanted to defeat them, it was no less difficult than stepping over a ten thousand meter gap.
As a result, what made them feel pressured was not the geniuses of the other empires, but the five disciples of the Holy City of Nine Serenities. Even if they were to defeat everyone in the rest of the empires, in the end, they would have to face off against the five people of the Holy City of Nine Serenities.
At this time, many people had turned their gazes towards the five people, and recognized two or three of them. One of them was Jun Wunian, who came from the Rain Country, ranked fourth on the Nine Hell Sacred Ranking.
However, ironically, as a A Tier 3 Empire, the Rain Country had not been promoted for many years, and finally got a Jun Wunian. However, Jun Wunian did not fight for the Rain Country, and the current him, represented the Holy City of Nine Serenities.
Many people did not understand that Jun Wunian could totally be like Situ Liuyun, who could fight for his own country. After all, Holy City of Nine Serenities was not the strongest one here, leaving would not matter.
Moreover, it was worth mentioning that the Holy City of Nine Serenities didn't need to compete for the Empire's rankings, thus, it was not affected in the slightest when Jun Wunian fought for the Rain Country.
But Jun Wunian did not do it!
Obviously, as a cultivator of the Rain Country, Jun Wunian disdained using the A Tier 3 Empire of the Rain Country, and disdained using his identity as a cultivator of the Rain Country to fight.
"Yu Chunqiu, it's not easy for your Rain Country either. It's rare for a genius to appear, but he doesn't help his own country fight for him, so he doesn't think that the family is poor yet. On the other hand, it's clear that Jun Wunian loathed the idea of being born with A Tier 3 Empire.
His gaze swept across them one by one, and finally landed on a team not far away. Wind Nation, this team was actually the Wind Nation that was dead enemy of the Rain Country.
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man dressed in beautiful attire, his aura of an emperor surging, and only a Sovereign King would have such an aura, there was no doubt that he was the Sovereign King of Wind Nation. After he finished speaking, he intentionally looked at Situ Liuyun, who was beside him, with a face full of pride.
"Situ Feng, you don't need to be complacent. There are many geniuses in our Rain Country, and it's not just Jun Wunian." Yu Chunqiu turned and stared at Situ Feng, and said coldly.
"Other than Jun Wunian, who else is there in your Rain Country? Could it be that little bastard Jiang Feng? Maybe he has already died somewhere, but it is a pity, that this little bastard killed my eldest son and so many people from the Wind Nation back then. I still want to see how he was killed by Liu Yun, so dying like this is indeed a pity. "
Situ Feng said in a strange tone, as his words satirized Yu Chunqiu to his heart's content.
Situ Feng had always wanted to swallow the Rain Country and unify the southern regions of the Jiuyou Ancient Prefecture to expand his empire. However, he had never been able to take down the Rain Country and had instead lost his eldest son and tens of thousands of soldiers during the war at the border a few years ago.
Because of this, the hatred between the two countries deepened. As long as there was an opportunity, they would not rest until they had killed one another.
"Watch your mouth! Your whole family is made up of little bastards!" Wang Lie stepped forward, and fearlessly stared at Situ Feng. There was even a group of people from the Wind Nation.
As's only good brother, Wang Lie didn't allow him to be insulted in the slightest, and even if he was weak, he couldn't turn a deaf ear. At this time, while Jiang Feng was being scolded to his heart's content, if he didn't stand out, how could he face the word "brother"?