When she heard the old man's words, Su Qingxue stopped arguing, but she gave Ye Dust a cold stare. She would not let Ye Dust pass the selection in any case.

Talented young people who did not win the token showed a decadent look in their eyes. Some of them were unwilling to leave the top of Tianshan Mountain. Quickly, there were only a hundred people left in the big open space. These people were all masters of one hundred miles. They were the lowest practitioners and reached the realm of nine heavens of truth.

Their eyes are intentionally or unintentionally looking at Ye Dun, moody, but most of them...