Mo Wangchen was immersed in the state of comprehending Dao Patterns.
He didn’t know how long it had been, but as the Bright Sun set in the west, the glow of dusk was cast over the Peach Flower Forest, making it seem like the most exquisite scenery in the world.
"Nine Secrets of War!"
When the glow of dusk had completely dispersed, and the full moon dominated the sky,
Mo Wangchen suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the moonlit peach blossoms, which appeared as a field of snowy white before him. Through all this time comprehending Dao Patterns, he had gleaned some information.
The Dao Patterns engraved on the copper plate he obtained in the Ancient God Tower were indeed one of the Nine Secrets True Technique.
The Soldier True Technique!
After verifying this, he didn’t think much about it and immediately closed his eyes once more, entering the state of comprehension.
The horizon was faintly bright as the Bright Sun rose in the east.
Sunlight spilled over the entire Heavenly Gang, as if bringing the land back to life.
In Heavenly God City, countless figures were in motion, all heading in the same direction at this moment.
Today, the Heavenly God Institute was opening, the grandest gathering in nearly ten thousand years in Heavenly Gang.
"Is it finally beginning?"
"Whether I can make a name for myself depends on today."
Many young talents’ eyes were gleaming as they rushed toward the Heavenly God Institute, their hearts pounding with anticipation. They had been waiting for this moment for quite a long time.
Among the crowd heading to the Heavenly God Institute, there were several dozen figures walking together at a leisurely pace.
These people were none other than Chen Daoran, Zhang Hao, Leng Ziming, Ji Ziyue, and others who had a decent relationship with Mo Wangchen.
Chen Daoran looked at the young man walking beside him and suddenly asked, "Nervous?"
The young man, caught off guard by the question, paused before responding, "Not... not nervous..."
"Haha, your voice is trembling, and yet you say you’re not nervous. Brother, just relax," Bai Jincheng said, coming over at some point and patting the young man’s shoulder, appearing to have a close camaraderie.
In fact, the two had only just met the day before.
The young man was none other than Shen Qing, the one who sold the Blood Swallow Grass to Mo Wangchen back in Black Evil City.
Shen Qing came from a small family in the Southern Immortal Domain and had acquired many opportunities after several years of hardships, resulting in a rapid advance in his cultivation.
When the Monster Beast attacked the city, he had lost all hope, but Mo Wangchen intervened at the last moment to save him and the others. Now, Shen Qing was, of course, also a disciple of Mo Pavilion.
This time, joining Mo Wangchen on his venture, Chen Daoran and Hu Qi could be considered the ones with the most talent, and among these people, Shen Qing was the weakest.
Whether he could return home in glory all depended on whether he could pass the Heavenly God Institute’s assessments today.
Hearing Bai Jincheng’s words, Shen Qing couldn’t help but give a wry smile, "There are so many talents, many with higher cultivation than me; what good would being nervous do?"
"Just relax. It’s just an assessment at the Heavenly God Institute. If you can’t make it, then so be it. With Mo Pavilion’s status today, even without the protection of the Heavenly God Institute, who would dare to touch you?" Xia Jiujian, with a longsword hanging at his waist, said with a light chuckle.
Bai Jincheng was momentarily stunned, "Brother Xia had already secured his entrance place in the Northern Immortal Domain early in the morning, so of course there’s no need to worry about the examination."
The original examination for the Northern Immortal Domain’s three places, apart from Mo Wangchen, included Leng Ziming and Xia Jiujian.
Today, these two naturally did not need to participate in that so-called examination.
"It was just good luck, really. If it hadn’t been for Brother Mo, how could I have obtained this spot?" Xia Jiujian laughed again.
It is known that although the Northern Immortal Domain is the weakest among the Heavenly Gang’s five domains, it never lacks for talent, especially those Ancient Kings’ progeny, whose cultivation was not much lower than Xia Jiujian’s.
In the original examination, had Mo Wangchen not used the Divine Bow to challenge the prodigies of the Ancient Clan, Xia Jiujian wouldn’t doubt for a second that he would have never secured the place himself.
"I wonder what today’s examination actually is?"
Everyone chatted as they walked, and, without noticing how much time had passed, they had already left the city and, eventually, arrived at a vast square.
At this moment, the place was already swarming with people, a sea of heads, all human figures, mostly young faces. They were all the geniuses from various regions participating in today’s examination.
Above the surrounding sky, many figures floated in the air, all established powerhouses, and there were not a few individuals of Saint Master level stature. Everyone had come.
"The examination is starting, isn’t it..."
Meanwhile, inside the Heavenly God Institute, amidst the Peach Flower Forest.
Mo Wangchen awoke from his state of enlightenment, hearing the distant clamor from outside the institute early on. It wasn’t hard to imagine that by now, the gates must be crowded with an immense throng.
"The Dao Patterns have been almost fully comprehended. It would be good to go and take a look..."
The Soldier True Technique was a supreme technique that could channel Spiritual Power into a Magical Treasure, transforming it into the Magical Treasure’s power and elevating its grade.
Take the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, for instance; it had always been merely a Half-Step Emperor Weapon, but in Mo Wangchen’s hands, it unleashed boundless power, and hence it had always been considered a Quasi-Emperor Magical Treasure.
Now that Mo Wangchen had mastered the Soldier True Technique, as long as he channeled Spiritual Power into the Divine Bow, it could unleash power far greater than before, comparable to that of a true Emperor Weapon.
If Mo Wangchen were to achieve Great Success in mastering the Soldier True Technique, it wasn’t hard for him to imagine that in the future, he might even enable the Sun-Shooting Divine Technique to release a force as powerful as an Immortal Artifact!
Just as Mo Wangchen stepped out of the Peach Flower Forest, suddenly, not far from his side, the sound of ripping wind reached his ears, coupled with an overwhelming sense of imminent danger, causing his expression to change abruptly.
From not far to his side, a vicious gleam tore through the Void like a heavenly blade sweeping down.
Mo Wangchen reacted instantly, silently channeling three types of Power of Laws into his Lingtian Seal and fiercely pointed it out.
The descending Giant Blade shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye.
He shouted sternly, knowing that if he hadn’t been of Emperor Realm Great Mahayana cultivation by now, he certainly couldn’t have dissolved that strike so easily.
"Heh heh, no wonder you were able to enter the Heavenly God Institute in advance. You must have obtained the qualification for admission beforehand."
Beneath a peach tree, a male figure stepped out, and it was precisely the person Mo Wangchen had encountered in the forest the day before.
"What is your intention in attacking me, sir?"
Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes. Here stood a genius who had stepped into the Void Immortal Realm, but this did not mean that he feared the other party.
The man had suddenly struck at him; how could Mo Wangchen not be angry?
"It was merely to test your strength, consider it the price for disturbing my cultivation yesterday," the man spoke indifferently, his gaze casually sweeping over Mo Wangchen, an air of arrogance lingering between his brows.