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"City Lord Wan An!"

Below the stage, countless heads drooped down, their expressions respectful.

Yu Qingshan stood proudly in the middle of the stage, with the few giants seated behind him in an orderly fashion.

"A total of 9,832 people survived this trip to the secret plane!"

Yu Qingshan slowly spoke. His voice contained a deep sense of regret, but it was also filled with a deep sense of encouragement and appreciation.

For a moment, the cultivators below the stage all puffed up their chests, their eyes brimming with a heroic spirit.

To be able to stand out amongst the 100,000 cultivators and survive until the end, all of these meant that they were better than the cultivators who had already died.

These people now had the capital to be arrogant.

"As for the others, the Azure Continent's City Lord's Mansion will bestow them a Body Refinement Realm medicinal pill as well as a low grade spiritual tool for the faction they belong to!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the audience burst into an uproar.

Regardless of whether it was a acupoint level medicinal pill or a low rank spiritual weapon, they were both incomparably precious. For example, a small force like the Cloud Dragon Mountain Range, an existence that was able to use outrageous medicinal pills and low grade spirit artifacts. It was an incomparably precious item that one would never use unless absolutely necessary.

"Next, those who think themselves unable to enter the competition can leave by themselves. Go to our Azure Continent's City Lord's Mansion's stock exchange to obtain a beast core and receive the reward they deserve!" Yu Qingshan said again, his voice full of dignity.

Following his words, the people on the plaza started to move. In just a moment, more than ten percent of the people had left, and only about a thousand cultivators remained standing proudly.

These people all had great harvests within the secret realm.

Yu Qingshan lifted his hand and made a feint. In an instant, the entire field quieted down once again.

"Those who remain can show the demonic cores obtained from the secret realm to the ten judges. The final ranking will be decided based on the number of cores." After saying this, Yu Qingshan retreated to a luxurious seat in the center of the stage and sat upright, looking down at the cultivators below the stage.

Ten elders in uniform walked out from the two sides of the high platform, forming a circle and standing below the high platform.

Afterwards, a light flashed in one of their hands, and a huge crystal appeared in the middle of the ten people.

This crystal was called Memory Crystal. It was just like a computer in the mortal world, able to record information and be viewed by others.

"Let's begin!" Following the command given by one of the elders, the remaining thousand or so cultivators began to move slowly, forming ten long dragons and walking towards the old man respectively.

"Chen Feng, we don't have many beast cores on us. Why do you want us to keep them?" At the back of the crowd, Wen Chen said to Chen Feng in a low voice, his eyes full of questions.

Without waiting for Wen Chen to finish speaking, Chen Feng threw out two rings, which were divided between Wen Chen and Dai Ji. He smiled and said, "It wasn't easy for you to come out alive. You must fight for the greatest benefit."

"I have more." Chen Feng smiled and ignored the two as he followed the stream of people and walked forward.

"You two, you've made a good friend!" Behind Wen Chen and Dai Ji, Galaxy was beaming.

"Aren't you the same?" Wen Chen chuckled and kept his storage ring, pulling Dai Ji's hand as he chased after Chen Feng.

At this moment, a loud cry came from the direction of the memory crystal.

Everyone looked over when they heard the voice. They saw the memory crystal shine, and inside the crystal, a huge number was especially eye-catching.

Demonic Core Points: 2,053,000!

"Who is this?" "How could it be so powerful? It actually earned no less than two million points!"

"An early stage Nascent Soul Stage beast core counts as one point, a mid stage Nascent Soul Stage beast core counts as ten points, a late stage Nascent Soul Stage beast core counts as one hundred points, a early stage Nascent Soul Stage beast core counts as one thousand points, a middle stage Earth Core counts as ten thousand points, and a late stage Nascent Soul Stage beast core counts as one hundred thousand points!" "Oh my god, how many beast cores did this man get?"

"It is said that that person is called Liu Zheng Qi. He gathered a large group of cultivators in the secret realm and formed a group called the 'Righteous Qi Society'. He killed and robbed everything in his path."

"After harvesting so many cultivators' beast cores, it's no wonder that it could be as big as two million. I wonder if there's anyone who can surpass him in numbers. "

For a time, the people discussed amongst themselves.

"Liu Zheng's Qi, two million five hundred and three thousand demonic core points, temporarily placed at the top of the rankings!"

Although the old man who registered for Liu Zheng was singing loudly, his facial expression didn't change at all, as if this number was not even worth mentioning.

Liu Zheng stood aside without a word, but there was no joy on his face. No one knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, another commotion broke out.

The light on the memory crystal was even more dazzling.

"Look, it's over eight million!"

"What? Am I seeing things? How can it be over eight million?" All the cultivators were shocked. They stared at the clear number on the crystal in silence for a long time.

"Zhang Chenfei has obtained eight million two hundred thousand demonic core points and is temporarily ranked at the top of the rankings!"

Another old man said in a loud voice, his expression slightly changing.

He couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had seen so many demonic cores worth of points.

"Sorry, I took your first place!" Zhang Chenfei looked at the distant Liu Zheng in anger, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, obviously ridiculing him.

"Humph!" Liu Zheng's eyes were cold, but he did not scold him. He kept his head down, as if he had made up his mind.

"Clown!" "Tch!" Zhang Chenfei shook his head nonchalantly and ignored him.

The crowd was still in a slow and orderly fashion as they handed in their respective elixirs. One after another, numbers began to appear.

For the majority of the people, their Demonic Core points would not exceed one million. Those who could exceed one million were people with truly tyrannical strength.

"Fushong, get 3.69 million demon cores and temporarily place second."

"Jiang Xiao has obtained 2.79 million points for his Demonic Core. He is temporarily ranked third."

"Man Li has obtained 1.93 million points for his Demonic Core. He is temporarily ranked fourth."

"Zhang Gong Jing has obtained one million nine hundred thousand demonic cores, and is temporarily ranked fifth."

… ….

As they continued to sing, many people were familiar with the names of the genius disciples. Many of them were previously unknown, but now they had suddenly appeared and used their absolute numbers to suppress most of the people.

"Xiao Yi has obtained 4.6 million demon cores and is temporarily ranked second!"

Yet another astonishing number appeared.

"This guy is really well-hidden!" Looking at Xiao Yi's harmless expression, Chen Feng sighed in his heart.

This guy had been tricked by him back then.

"Chen Feng, the next one is you!" Behind him, Wen Chen reminded him.