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On this day, countless figures entered the Wind Lightning Mountain Range, traveling up the mountain path.

This path leads directly to Lightning Mountain, a majestic and perilous peak, and the venue for this year's Four Pavilion Grand Meeting.

As an annual event, the Four Pavilions has always welcomed spectators. On the contrary, they hope to let more people witness the strength of the younger generation.

At the foot of the mountain, two paths diverge, ascending from different directions.

"Listen carefully to all newcomers. To participate in the conference, you must meet three conditions.

First, possess the strength of a 3 Star Dou Emperor or above.

Second, your age must be under thirty."

"Third, you must withstand five rounds under my hand."

In front of the crowd, an old man in a red robe spoke with a voice like a bell, instantly silencing the commotion.

Some recognized that the man and woman were two high-ranking elders of the Wind Lightning Pavilion, Elder Huo and Elder Mu.

"This year's conference might be uneventful; there are very few who dare to come up this way."

One of the elders, an old woman, noticed no one was stepping forward and secretly sneered.

"Whether or not anyone shows up doesn't make much difference; the final winner will still be decided among the other three pavilions."

The old man said calmly.

"Unless something unexpected happens, we will continue to retain the championship this year."

The old woman smiled.

"With Feng Qing'er here, apart from needing to be wary of Mu Qing Luan from the Falling Star Pavilion, there really are no other rivals."

The old man nodded, confident that Wind Lightning Pavilion would take first place this year. Though outsiders were not aware of Feng Qing'er's true strength, they were well-acquainted with it.

In recent days, Feng Qing'er's strength displayed to the outside world was still not her true strength.

He paused, then frowned and said, "Last time at Heaven Eye Mountain Range, it seemed like the Falling Star Pavilion had another promising young man whose strength shouldn't be underestimated."

"Hmph, a poor kid from the Northwest Region. I don't know what got into Venerable Feng to treat him so well; I heard he's been made the young master of Falling Star Pavilion."

The old woman's expression darkened at the mention of this. During the Heaven Eye Mountain Range incident, Feng Qing'er had suffered setbacks due to her hidden strength and her encounters with Mu Qing Luan and Xiao Yan.

"But this time at Lightning Mountain, those two won't be so fortunate."

The old woman sneered coldly.

The old man beside her remained silent, but his expression showed he agreed with her opinion.

The crowd gathered like a torrent, moving up the mountain.

Upon reaching the location, they found a vast platform surrounded by many leafless silver giant trees. These trees occasionally erupted with lightning, converging towards the stormy clouds above.

More and more people surged in, and the space seemed insufficient, with some even standing on the treetops.

At that moment, a blinding light flashed across the sky, followed by a thunderous roar.

A mighty bolt of lightning fell from the sky and landed next to a row of seats.

When the lightning vanished, four figures appeared from within.

"The four pavilion masters of Wind Lightning Pavilion!"

"The one in the middle with the silver beard must be Venerable Lei, right?"

Exclamations rose and fell from the surrounding crowd, all eyes turning to the seemingly ordinary middle-aged man with envy.

Whoosh!

At that moment, a whistling sound cut through the air.

A gigantic sword, ten zhang long, sliced through the sky and shot toward the mountaintop.

"Haha, Venerable Jian, you've arrived the fastest this time."

Venerable Lei, dressed in silver robes, stood up from his seat, and his hearty laughter echoed across the mountaintop.

As the giant sword neared the seats, it shattered into countless light particles, revealing two figures inside—an old man and a young man.

The young man was Tang Ying, the most outstanding member of the younger generation from the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion.

Next to him was an unremarkable old man in a plain hemp robe, with a somewhat short stature, the kind that would disappear in a crowd.

Venerable Jian did not pay any attention to Venerable Lei and was about to take his seat when a pitch-black light appeared at the foot of the mountain and instantly materialized next to the seats.

"Hehe, Old Jian is still in his bad temper. It seems he's still bothered by that competition from back in the day."

A black-robed old man sat on an empty chair, his face pale and sickly, with one black eye and one white eye, giving him a very eerie appearance.

"Back then, I lost due to a stroke of bad luck. Compared to someone who could only last a hundred rounds in Venerable Feng's hands, I fared much better. Don't you think so, Venerable Huang Quan?"

Venerable Jian replied coolly, not giving any leeway to the other party.

Just as the two were about to exchange words, a green-colored tornado in the sky drew everyone's attention.

The green-colored whirlwind was massive, blocking out the sun as it descended towards the mountaintop.

As it neared the summit, the whirlwind trembled and dispersed into light particles, revealing three figures inside.

On the ground, Xiao Yan looked around and whispered, "So many people."

"Young Master, the Four Pavilion Grand Meeting is one of the more lively events in the Central Plains, so it's normal for there to be so many spectators," a woman in green attire gently reminded.

Xiao Yan nodded slightly, "This time, we must do our best to reclaim first place."

Even though he had become the young master of Falling Star Pavilion upon entering, thanks to his teacher's influence, there were still many who resented him behind his back.

This Four Pavilion Grand Meeting was a great opportunity for him to prove himself.

"Young Master has a good plan, but I must remind you that Feng Qing'er is not an easy opponent."

Mu Qing Luan glanced at him.

Having interacted with her at Heaven Eye Mountain Range, Xiao Yan had a strong impression of her. He always sensed a dangerous aura from her.

This kind of feeling was rare among his peers, except for Senior Brother Lin Xiu.

Once the four elders gathered and exchanged pleasantries, Venerable Lei announced the rules.

This conference had a total of forty-nine testers, plus the four participants, making a total of fifty-four people.

They needed to secure a spot in the top eight.

"Go and fight with confidence. With me here, there's nothing to fear."

Venerable Feng patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement.

Among the four elders present, he had been a Dou Venerate for the longest time, so he naturally had the confidence to say this.

At the same time, he had great trust in his old friend's choice of disciples.

The only regret now was that his old friend could not be revived to enjoy a drink and chat as they used to.

He did know the method to revive his old friend, but now all hopes were pinned on Xiao Yan. Unfortunately, Xiao Yan's cultivation level was still not sufficient.

After returning from Heaven Eye Mountain Range, Xiao Yan did advance to Dou Ancestor, but attempting to absorb a third type of Heavenly Flame at this stage was still somewhat risky.

As everyone entered the square, the melee began.

In the early stages, it was not yet the most thrilling moment, so the four elders did not show much interest.

The black-robed Venerable Huang Quan shifted his position, leaned forward, and asked Venerable Lei, "Recently, I heard that one of your Inner disciples and his family were wiped out, and the culprit boasted they would cause trouble at the Four Pavilion Grand Meeting. Is this true?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Venerable Lei's face twitched slightly. It had been a long time since Wind Lightning Pavilion had encountered such an incident.

Such an event was indeed somewhat embarrassing.

"Just empty talk. That guy is merely a Dou Ancestor. If I had received the news a step earlier, I would have already slain him."

The person responding stood behind Venerable Lei, his face filled with indignation and anger.

He was Fei Tian, the master of the North Pavilion of Wind Lightning Pavilion.

At that time, Tian Bei City fell under his jurisdiction, and because of this incident, he had been held accountable several times.

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