Chapter 590: Ceremony of the Succession of the Sect Leader

The disciple holding the photo stone touched his chin and said with a mocking laugh, gambling stuff is so unreliable, if you press it wrongly, it will be gone.

The picture stone is a business that is guaranteed to make a profit. Even if Ye Lin loses, it doesn't hurt. Let me ask you about the battle for the position of the leader of the Wuming Mountain. The disciples of the sequence conquer each other. Is this title attractive enough?

A picture stone is worth three low-grade spiritual stones, and it can be sold for one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.

Moreover, the market size covers the entire five human counties. After all, they are all very curious about the next master of Wuming Mountain.

In this wave, you will make a direct profit without losing any money.

Seeing this, the three heavenly kings who were watching the battle nodded one after another, with expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

This disciple of Taichu is not bad. His character, potential, talent, understanding, and combat prowess are impeccable, and he is suitable to be the leader of the sect.

Those who can be the leader of the Wuming Mountain are those who are within the same level and have no rivals in the entire five counties of the human race.

You can't even suppress the people of your rank, how can you be the leader of this clan?

"Now that the results are out, everyone, please come out. The succession ceremony of the sect leader will be held immediately."

Tianjun's voice resounded throughout the entire small world, and not even an idiot could hear the urgency in his tone.

Hearing this, the disciples who were happy just now all looked solemn. No one here is an idiot. They all know that the more urgent it is, the worse the situation will be.

As the figures flew out of the small world one after another, the remaining disciples of the entire Wuming Mountain went to the back mountain one after another. The succession ceremony must be carried out under the watchful eyes of the ancestral land, so the succession ceremony of every sect leader took place in the back mountain.

In the back mountain, as the disciples gathered one by one, the entire back mountain was full of people. At this moment, all the disciples from the Wuming Mountain came, and even the disciples who were in retreat broke out after hearing the words.

After all, something so important cannot be missed.

"Brothers, let's go."

Ye Lin looked at the six major disciples in front of him and said with a smile.

When Zhao Huaian heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"You are the sect master now. You can no longer call us senior brothers. That will disturb the seniority. Sect master, please."

Zhao Huaian stretched out his arm towards Ye Lin and bent down.

Ye Lin looked calm when he heard this, nodded lightly, turned and walked towards the exit, with the other six people following closely behind Ye Lin.

The seven people came to the back mountain together. At this time, there was a long staircase leading to the sky. At the end of the staircase, there was a platform. There was a mahogany table on the platform. There were three things placed on the mahogany table, all in red. Cloth wrapped.

Next to the mahogany table, stood a middle-aged man, looking at Ye Lin with a smile.

In the void around the high platform, there are figures standing one after another. These figures are all the True Monarchs of the Hedao stage. Looking around, there are forty-three in total.

At this moment, Ye Lin intimately realized the horror of Wumingshan. No wonder the mighty rebel army a few days ago was directly suppressed by Wumingshan, which took less than a month.

Damn such an outrageous background, what a fool you are.

There were three figures standing behind the high platform like a bright sun. When Ye Lin and the six major disciples arrived, all the eyes present were focused on Ye Lin.

At this moment, Ye Lin couldn't help feeling a little heavy on his shoulders.

"Please sect master, climb the ladder to heaven."

At this time, Tian Tianjun spoke, and his voice resounded throughout the Wuming Mountain. At this time, the Wuming Mountain's sect-protecting formation was fully activated, and its alertness had reached an unprecedented level.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lin stepped onto the ladder to heaven under the watchful eyes of all the disciples.

In an instant, the extremely rich human destiny around him began to gather towards Ye Lin. With every step Ye Lin took, the extremely dense human destiny around him became heavier.