378 Ten People Chosen

"Alright, take a rest first. I still have something to do."

After comforting her, Ye Qiu looked at the others.

The participants of the Nether Clan had already been chosen. Ye Qiu took a look and saw that there were at least two Martial Monarchs.

This pressure was extraordinary. If it was a fair battle, they would need at least two Martial Monarchs and eight Kings. However, it was easy to deal with the two Martial Monarchs. However, it was not easy to gather the eight people who were Kings.

"Are any of you willing to fight?"

Ye Qiu continued to ask. The scene was silent for a long time. After an unknown period of time, a handsome man in a black robe slowly walked out.

"Martial Uncle Ye, count me in."

"Hmm?"

Ye Qiu looked at the unfamiliar man in confusion.

"You are?"

Was this person from the Heaven Mending Sect? Why did he call him Martial Uncle?

Just as he was feeling puzzled, a familiar face walked over.

"Perfected One, this person is the chief disciple of our Heaven Mending Sect of the Heaven Domain, Yi Tianqi."

The person who had come was none other than Daoist Qian Yi, who had been enlightened by Ye Qiu on Violet Cloud Peak.

After hearing his explanation, Ye Qiu's interest was piqued. He looked at Yi Tianqi and felt that he had a heroic aura and an extraordinary bearing.

"Interesting. The chief disciple of the Heaven Mending Sect?"

Yi Tianqi was an expert at the peak of the King-Ranked realm. He was extremely talented and had an extraordinary foundation. He was not inferior to any peerless genius or the descendant of a Martial Monarch Realm expert. He had a very steady aura. Perhaps it was his position that made him mature prematurely.

In comparison, Liu Qingfeng looked a little immature. The two of them were the chief disciple of the Heaven Mending Sect, the eldest disciple of the Heaven Domain, and the eldest disciple of the Eastern Wastelands.

In all aspects, the other party seemed to be superior.

"Hmm… Very good. Indeed, heroes come from the young. It is the Heaven Mending Sect's honor to nurture such an outstanding disciple like you."

Ye Qiu praised him. Yi Tianqi was a little flattered, but he also smiled in an orderly manner and said politely, "Martial Uncle, you flatter me. I don't deserve it."

He was a very modest and gentle person.

Ye Qiu looked at him with satisfaction, then looked at the others. He had already found three people and a monkey. Including his precious disciple, Lin Qingzhu, there were already five people.

Next, he had to find another five.

"Anyone else?"

"Senior, let me…"

As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, a golden ant darted out from the side and said aggressively.

Ye Qiu's lips twitched when he saw his tiny body.

"You? Can you…"

Ye Qiu was a little suspicious.

The golden ant seemed to have been insulted. Its face darkened and it explained angrily, "Senior, don't underestimate me. My ancestor was a Heavenly Horned Ant."

"What!"

Ye Qiu was shocked. What the hell? A descendant of the Ten Fiends Beasts? F*ck, this was much more ferocious than the descendant of a Martial Monarch Realm expert.

When the golden ant said this, everyone was instantly shocked. Who would have thought that such a small ant was the descendant of the legendary Heavenly Horned Ant? That was the legendary Ten Fiends Beasts, the king of power that could shake the world.

"Damn, this is amazing. I didn't expect such an existence to exist in the Great Desolate World."

Everyone was shocked. Ye Qiu carefully sized up the Heavenly Horned Ant. He realized that his cultivation level was a little low. He only had the strength of a peak-level Paragon. However, his power was extremely terrifying. Furthermore, he was a descendant of the Ten Fiends and was born with a bloodline inheritance.

He was not weaker than a King. He might even be stronger.

"Hiss…"

Seeing this, Ye Qiu instantly gasped. This little guy was probably a little fierce. He was already so powerful even though he was from a side branch. If he was the young of a Heavenly Horned Ant, wouldn't he be able to overturn the heavens?

No wonder people said that the Ten Fiends were born to be kings. There was no falsehood in his words.

"Alright, I'll add you."

Ye Qiu immediately slapped the table and made a decision. Many descendants of the Monarch's bloodline stepped forward to join the battle. After all, if they won this battle, they would become famous.

The competition on the path to immortality was to fight for luck and destiny. If they missed this opportunity to become famous, it would be difficult to encounter it again. Unfortunately, they were too weak. Even if they attacked, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.

Therefore, Ye Qiu considered it and rejected their request.

After searching for a long time, Ye Qiu finally found three good candidates. However, he was still missing the last one. It was a little difficult.

"Sigh… It's a pity that my precious disciple isn't here. Otherwise, with him around, a few pieces of trash from the Nether Clan would be nothing." Seeing this scene, a sage-like old man sighed.

"That's right. My disciple isn't around either. What a pity, what a pity…"

The few Martial Monarch Realm experts sighed in disappointment.

Ye Qiu could tell that their expressions were not boasting. Indeed, the geniuses present today were not enough to reveal the foundation of the Great Desolate World. There were still many talented geniuses who had yet to appear.

Just as he was worrying, a lotus flower slowly bloomed in the center of the battlefield. A fairy descended from the sky.

"Huh? Fuyao…"

Ye Qiu looked over and was stunned for a moment. He saw Fu Yao stepping on a lotus flower and arriving in front of him in a step.

"Senior, let me do it." She spoke firmly.

Ye Qiu was a little surprised. He had not seen the Jake-Lake Saintess since they parted on the Mount Yun Ding. He did not expect that after a few years, her cultivation level had also reached the King-Ranked Realm.

Ye Qiu was a little surprised, but when he thought of her inheritance, he immediately let it go. After all, she had the support of the inheritance and was talented. It was reasonable for her to have such achievements.

On the contrary, He Wushuang, the most famous Heavenly Saint, seemed to have dimmed a lot now.

Lin Qingzhu and Fuyao had long left their rivals in the dust.

Ye Qiu looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with relief. He smiled and said, "Okay."

After the ten people were chosen, Ye Qiu turned around and looked at the others who had been chosen. He shouted loudly, "The number of people has been determined. Get familiar with each other. This battle concerns the dignity of the Great Desolate World.

"You are the representatives of the younger generation of the Great Desolate World. I hope that you can display the might of the Great Desolate World.

"We can only win this battle. We can't lose."

With Ye Qiu's words, everyone instantly felt their blood boil. They wished they could go up and tear those dark dregs apart. This was a battle of honor, and also their battle to prove their Dao.

"Fight!"

Everyone shouted in unison to cheer them on.

For a moment, the nine of them were filled with fighting spirit as they looked towards the opposite shore with determined gazes.

The battle had yet to begin, but the momentum of the battle could no longer be suppressed.

Ye Qiu returned to his precious disciple's side and looked at her silently, waiting for her to wake up.

With a loud bang, a powerful monarch aura was exposed. Everyone's expressions changed drastically.