Her white dress fluttered gracefully, her immortal-like beauty peerless.  Every time Elira Frostveil appeared, she would draw countless cheers and shouts from the disciples of the Sacred Path of the Ancients, and each time, they became even more intense!  Because before this, Qin Zhilan had already lost her qualification to challenge and had stopped at her current rank. Among the Four Beauties of the Sacred Path, only the Fairy of Proud Snow was still continuing her challenges.  More importantly, Elira Frostveil had already broken through the Might Soul Realm and entered the Primal Soul Realm. In other words, her ranking would absolutely not stop within the lower fifty positions of the Human Ranking.  She even had absolute qualifications to compete for one of the twenty positions that could participate in the exchange meeting of the five great super sects.  Because up until now, every time Elira Frostveil had made a move, the strength she revealed had merely been a fleeting glimp

No one could hear Darian Kaelthorn's murmur except himself. But even if someone had heard it, they would only have sighed and thought that Darian Kaelthorn was venting his frustration and resentment after being extremely unwilling to accept the outcome.  On the independent throne at the fifty-first position, Fang He propped his head up with his right hand, tilting it to one side. He still looked completely relaxed, but deep within his eyes, a trace of fiery determination flickered!  "Origin Vein! That is the source of all the Mystic Power rivers and Mystic Power crystal streams beneath the Yuan Refining Peaks of the Sacred Path of the Ancients. It is said that the successive sages of the Sacred Path of the Ancients have refined it with supreme methods, completely removing its violent nature, allowing cultivators to absorb it directly. Yet it is incomparably precious. Before this, only vice sect masters of a level similar to the Exquisite Holy Lord were qualified to enter it once at

Shangguan Ao felt a trace of shock in his heart, because from the fluctuations overflowing from around Weng Qingyue, he sensed a hint of danger and oppression!It was as if the graceful woman standing before him had suddenly gained the absolute qualification to fight him, as if he were facing a cultivator of the same level in the Primal Soul Stage, and this feeling was extremely intense.At this thought, Shangguan Ao slightly narrowed his eyes, and even felt a trace of absurdity in his heart.A mere cultivator in the late Force Soul Stage could actually give him such a feeling. This was simply an utterly absurd thought. In the face of an absolute cultivation gap, any means were futile.Even if the woman before him was a Forbidden Dao Master who possessed mysterious methods of the Forbidden Dao, so what?As an expert ranked forty-fifth on the Human Ranking, whose cultivation had broken into the Primal Soul Stage, Selene's mental will was naturally far beyond that of the Human Ranking d

When Elira Frostveil once again stood on the battle platform, the shouts of the All-Heaven Sacred Dao disciples, who were still immersed in the shock brought by Weng Qingyue just now, became even more frenzied!If Weng Qingyue's victory had been completely unexpected, like a thunderbolt from a clear sky and a stone-shattering shock, then Elira Frostveil's upcoming challenge was filled with boundless anticipation.Because this was a battle between two Source Soul Stage cultivators. It was bound to be a fierce clash between dragons and tigers, providing an eyeful!On the sixth row of the blood-red throne, apart from Weng Qingyue, the remaining nine people were all sitting upright, their expressions solemn. However, none of them showed any fear. As Human Ranking experts and, even more so, Source Soul Stage experts, they should not be afraid of challenges.“I challenge... the forty-first.”Elira Frostveil's cold voice rang out, causing countless people's hearts to tremble!Good heavens, s

Meng Ke’s figure, which had been sent flying backward, was in an extremely disheveled state. After landing, he barely managed to maintain a half-kneeling posture, but his breathing had become extremely rapid. His square face was already drenched in sweat. Although he had not vomited blood, the rapid movement of his throat proved that he was still forcibly enduring it.During this time, Elira Frostveil did not continue attacking, but simply stood there by herself.It seemed that there was no need for her to attack anymore.After more than a dozen breaths, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of the half-kneeling Meng Ke’s mouth. He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his head before slowly standing up, but his body still carried a trace of trembling.The jade-colored pillar of light that had just shot toward Meng Ke from Elira Frostveil gave him a death-like feeling in an instant!Clearly, that aura was so sacred, yet the power contained within it was so terrifying. It was as if