Supreme Saint Of World

2On the peak of the mountain, countless faint clouds were drifting about, with many ancient white jade bridges connected to each other, connecting the vast white jade stone platforms to each other. On the top of the mountains, countless faint clouds floated, with many ancient white jade bridges connecting to each other, connecting the vast white jade bridges to each other.    

    

They chatted and laughed amongst themselves as they walked up and down. Sometimes, they would find a relatively spacious platform and use a white jade board to play chess on it. Or, they would hold two wooden swords.    

    

However, no matter what these Spirit Transformation Stage Elders were doing, a powerful aura enveloped their bodies and moved the heavens. In the air in front of them, within a three thousand meter radius, there was either the world of ice or a sea of fire … The powerful fluctuations of the domain caused Chen Fan and the other late stage Nascent Soul cultivators to feel envy and excitement.    

    

"Hehe, Nan Tian, you're back!" Out of the group of elders assigned to the God Creation Project, you are already the last to return! Right now, the South Wind is inside, do you want to wait a bit before going in, or just go in? "    

    

While Chen Fan and the rest were sizing up the Elders of the Southern Wasteland Divine Hall, the elders were also sizing up Chen Fan. One of them, an old man with a white beard and long, black-and-white hair, whose face was completely red, slowly walked out and said this.    

    

Behind him, a formidable Concept of the river flowed down, emitting terrifying fluctuations!    

    

The river was green in color, as if it was completely composed of chaotic energy. It looked like a huge green waterfall, but also like a ten thousand meter long blue dragon. It was half real, half real, and it disappeared into thin air.    

    

The Intent Domain pressure behind this old man was several times stronger than Nan Tian's. When it appeared, Chen Fan's mind couldn't help but jump. Soon after, it went silent like a rock!    

    

"This person..." This is definitely a super almighty being at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation realm! "    

    

Feeling the might of the old man in front of him, Chen Fan could not help but feel a chill run down his spine as he thought to himself. At the same time, he called out to his mind Xiao Hei, but there was no response.    

    

"Hmm? Was it my imagination just now? Why do I feel a strange fluctuation? "    

    

At this moment, the old man seemed to have felt the fluctuations coming from Chen Fan's body. He couldn't help but frown and shake his head. He looked in Chen Fan's direction. The fluctuations he felt earlier seemed to be coming from here.    

    

However, when he saw Chen Fan looking elsewhere with an indifferent expression, he thought to himself that he might have made a mistake and shifted his gaze in the direction of Nantian!    

    

"So it's the Great Elder of the Southern Emperor!" We will not wait any longer, and will meet the grand master inside! "    

    

Hearing the old man's words, Nan Tian showed a slightly respectful expression and cupped his hands as he spoke.    

    

"Hehe, I'll bring you guys over!"    

    

The Southern Emperor smiled. The blue river of primal chaos at his back instantly spread out and covered the ground.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

With a loud earth-shaking sound, Chen Fan and the cultivators behind him didn't even understand what was going on as they disappeared from the outside and arrived before a shrine.    

    

This shrine was located in the depths of the white bridge over the sea of clouds. It stood on an extremely wide platform with a radius of ten thousand meters!    

    

The shrine was completely oval in shape and had a cyan color. A faint cyan light flashed on its surface. Countless strands of chaotic air filled the shrine, as if it was about to cover the entire shrine.    

    

The entire shrine was like a huge green eggshell. Below it, there was a huge hole that was over a hundred meters tall. Green primal chaos filled the air. Nan Feng and the ten Nascent Soul stage cultivators stood there.    

    

"This is a teleportation technique!"    

    

Feeling the change in his surroundings, Chen Fan's expression changed slightly. He looked in surprise at the Southern Emperor before him.    

    

This method of moving cultivators required cultivators that were proficient in space techniques to be able to move dozens of late stage Nascent Soul and one early stage Soul Formation cultivators to be able to do it. It required a powerful late stage Soul Formation cultivator to be able to do it!    

    

The other late Nascent Soul stage Cultivators behind Chen Fan also understood this point. Therefore, their eyes were filled with shock as they looked at the Southern Emperor.    

    

The Southern Emperor seemed to have seen too much of these gazes of reverence. He also felt that it was normal. After shifting the crowd, he smiled and nodded to Nan Tian, then he disappeared from the space in an instant.    

    

This was the result of his body and mind, which was much better than instant teleportation!    

    

Teleportation, after all, had a certain range, and when it was launched, it would take a little time for his body to become ethereal and merge with the air.    

    

As long as one's spiritual will reaches a place, the body would be able to reach it as well!    

    

"Nan Tian, I didn't think that you guys would also come? It seems like you did not take the words that I've just told you to heart! "    

    

At this moment, with the departure of the Southern Emperor, Nan Feng turned his head around in surprise. When he saw that it was Nan Tian with a few dozen late stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he spoke with disdain.    

    

Hearing Nan Feng's words, Nan Tian's face became ashen. He snorted and brought the group of cultivators to Nan Feng's side and said: "Nan Feng, take care of yourself! "Perhaps, among the cultivators you brought here, their talents are not as good as mine?"    

    

"Oh? Is that so? Then I'll have to wait and see! "    

    

When Nan Feng heard this, he immediately revealed a look of disbelief. He glanced at Nan Tian with disdain and said with a mocking tone of voice.    

    

"Hehe, it's these weak late stage Nascent Soul cultivators!" The resources for the God Creation Plan are limited, and cannot be wasted on these people! "    

    

"You're right, they're still not fully aware of how they talked to these people just now!"    

    

"..."    

    

Even the ten Cultivators behind Nanfeng were staring at Chen Fan and the others with expressions of shock on their faces.    

    

A cold light flashed in his eyes, but all of the cultivators behind him were so angry that their faces were flushed red. They stared at the people in front of them with righteous indignation, all tightly clenching their fists.    

    

"Alright, since Nan Tian's team is here, let's begin the selection!" "Two teams, choose ten people at once!"    

    

At this moment, just as the faces of the cultivators on both sides were turning red due to the intense fight, a mighty heavenly sound was transmitted from the egg-shaped Southern Wasteland Divine Hall, causing all the cultivators to enter a state of tranquility.    

    

All of a sudden, none of the cultivators were able to resist at all. Even the ten or so cultivators behind Chen Fan, who were originally very angry, now slowly stopped as if their emotions were being controlled.