

Chapter 1453
ything she does is precious.When Ye Yaoqing saw Zhao Ping'an's body falling, she burst into tears. She desperately wanted to save him, but there was nothing she could do.He watched with his own eyes a...Chapter 1453
Meanwhile.
Inside the temple.
"Where is Nan Qian How long will she be gone for, I'm getting impatient!"
She raised the difficulty to its peak in the first round, stopping all the cultivators in their tracks. Just wait, in my opinion, it will take at least another day.
"I don't know if there are any other cultivators who can rival Yang Xiu, even if their cultivation levels are similar."
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All the venerables were seated on both sides of the main hall, discussing animatedly.
If this were a normal assessment, they would definitely not be waiting here. After all, the disciple selection begins tomorrow, there's absolutely no need to rush.
What a strange turn of events, though! This time, there's something out there that can even make immortals appear.
They were all waiting for the news of the completion of the assessment, hoping to see Yang Xiu at the first opportunity and try to persuade him to choose them!
Such a prodigious talent, one must fight for it. If he achieves immortality in a few years, I can bask in his reflected glory.
What is this
"Report!"
As soon as these words were uttered.
Suddenly, everyone's body trembled.
What are the Changbai disciples here for
What's important
Could it be because of Yang Xiu again
At the same time, all the distinguished guests present turned their gaze towards the front of the seats, their eyes filled with disbelief.
That are the four deputy saint masters of Changbai, numbered with the character "Chang," and named after gold, wood, earth, and fire.
The four deputy saints' faces were burning hot under the scrutiny.
"hem from being injured by the shockwaves with her spiritual energy.Then, seeing Lü Yongping and Tang Lin make their move, he keenly sensed that the two still had hidden cards up their sleeves, formida...