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The crowd burst into an uproar.

"I admire this one."

"Five hundred and fifty points of strength in a single punch, how terrifying is that?"

"Yes, look. The three sect elders are going to fight over him."

"When can I have a look at him? I'll be able to die with peace in my eyes."

Ling Hao slowly walked down the stage and saw the Qin siblings looking at him with excitement.

"I didn't let you down, did I?"

Qin Yong was so excited that he was at a loss of what to do.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ling Hao was the Crown Prince's influence.

It was really hard to tell who would win and who would lose!

Qin Yong hurriedly stepped forward, "No, no, Brother Ling is a genius, I admire you."

"I didn't expect you to be hiding it so well, this punch is five times my fourth brother's strength." Qin Jiu smiled like a flower. He truly admired Ling Hao.

The three of them chatted happily, causing everyone to look in their direction.

The empress's face was dark. Why did a genius suddenly appear out of nowhere?

Li You Feng's killing intent rose in all directions. If it wasn't for so many people, he really wouldn't have been able to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

Li Ba Hu and Li Feng Yan also felt hatred in their hearts.

It was this man who had killed their younger brother.

Qin Feilong laughed coldly, "No need to panic. If I want this first place, no one can stop me!"

Following that, the young boys and girls who slowly signed up all passed the test. It was really a few happy ones and a few sad ones.

At noon, the second test was held.

The one who died this time was the cultivator's primordial spirit.

When the primordial spirit emerged from the body and went through the burning of the Nine Serenities Heaven Flames, the one who persisted for long periods of time would have an outstanding innate ability.

One needed to cultivate their primordial spirit, and once one reached the True Sun realm, they would have a primordial spirit.

"Ten people in a row."

As soon as Qian said that, a streak of black flame soared into the sky, transforming into ten black flames.

The names he finished reciting came up on stage one after another. There were both men and women.

Even the lowest cultivation level was that of a True Sun Eighth Heavenly Layer cultivator.

"Your primordial spirit should be born and trained."

Among the ten cultivators, there were the Li brothers, Li Ba Hu, Li Feng Yan, and the fourth prince, Yang Feilong.

Li Fengyan's primordial spirit instantly emerged from his body, shrinking until it was bright. One could only see his primordial spirit slowly approaching the Nine Serenities Heaven Flames.

"AHH!" "It hurts." As soon as he came into contact with it, an intense pain assaulted him.

It was as if his primordial spirit could melt in an instant.

Li Feng was shocked.

His body was covered in sweat, and he was obviously suffering from pain.

"Hold your tongue!" Li Jun secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

After a long while, he shouted, "It hurts, it hurts! I can't hold on any longer!"

The primordial spirit then instantly returned to the body.

The three sect elders shook their heads. The primordial spirit was too weak; it was simply unable to go through the tempering of the heavenly fire.

They weren't willing to accept such a disciple.

One had to know that the strength of the body and the willpower of the primordial spirit were paths that practitioners had to tread in the future. If one side was not enough, then it would be difficult to become great in the future.

Li Ba Hu's body was covered in smoke and sweat, but he did not give up.

After a while, his Primordial Spirit returned.

He then instantly sat down on the ground and panted heavily. This kind of pain was enough to make one's heart palpitate.

"Wow, the fourth prince actually managed to last for an incense stick of time."

"Heavens, just how strong is his primordial spirit?"

"As expected of a member of the Imperial Family."

Everyone's eyes were fixated on Yang Feilong's primordial spirit, looking at him in envy.

In the time it took to burn an incense stick, he was already the strongest of the ten.

Qin Feilong walked down the stage. His face was somewhat pale. He felt that he really couldn't endure this kind of pain.

Unknowingly, more than half of the people had already gone through the tempering of the heavenly fire.

Ling Hao heard his name being called, and then, he went up on stage.

"Second Brother, do you think he can surpass Fourth Brother?" Qin Jiu asked.

Qin Yong's expression was grave as he said: "Your Fourth Brother can last for an incense stick of time, but you can see how strong he is. This is hard to say. Let's wait and see."

Li You's two brothers beside him sneered.

"The Fourth Prince has an incense stick of time. It would already be good enough for him to have a third of it."

"Big brother, I feel that something is not right. Why does this young man always look calm? It seems that there is nothing that can make things difficult for him."

Li Fengyan had worked with a strategist since he was young, and he had a good eye for people. What he saw on Ling Hao was neither arrogant nor impetuous.