Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

As if the bloodline on Lu Yuan was an unparalleled treasure to him, making every cell in his body and even his soul tremble!

”For the Ten Thousand Transformations Immortal Body to almost lose control, it shows this person’s bloodline is not beneath the Ancient True Dragon Bloodline!”

”But throughout history, all the supreme bloodlines are recorded in our Taichu Holy Land, yet why have I never seen this person’s bloodline?”

The Taichu Saint Son stared intently at Lu Yuan, a flash of intense greed in his eyes.

And as if sensing something, Lu Yuan turned his head to look at him.

”Is this the Taichu Saint Son?”

He learned this long ago from the Infinite Mountain Elders.

The Taichu Holy Land has already reached an agreement with Infinite Mountain and Profound Celestial Sword Sect, along with other forces, to join forces against the Dragon Race.

If Liu Mingyan falls into their hands, she will likely suffer a fate worse than death, destined to become merely a tool for the propagation of the Dragon Race’s progeny for life!

”In that case, let’s extract some interest first from the Taichu Saint Son.”

On the surface, Lu Yuan seemed calm as still water, but the killing intent in his heart was already surging!

Seeing Lu Yuan appear.

The stone weighing heavy in Long Zhan’s heart finally lifted, and he immediately announced the official start of the groom selection event.

The rules for the Dragon Race groom selection are simple.

In the Profound Realm, martial prowess has always been revered above all.

All celestial prodigies participating in this groom selection will compete in matches.

Only the ultimate victor will earn the privilege to marry Liu Mingyan.

Upon hearing these rules.

Those bottom-tier celestial prodigies hoping for luck scratched their noses in resignation, directly forfeiting their marriage eligibility.

Like Taichu Saint Son, Kunpeng Inheritor, True Phoenix Saintess, which of these are not incomparably brilliant, crushing their peers as unparalleled celestial prodigies?

Not to mention.

Standing by is someone who, with Yin Yang Realm Cultivation, can slay Daoist Palace Strong Persons, akin to an Asura Monster crawling from the depths of Hell!

Subsequently.

With a wave of his wide sleeves, Long Zhan.

Array patterns interwove across the wide expanse before the Dragon Palace, forming ten arenas.

Civil prodigies from all sides ascended the arenas, exchanging blows.

But as time elapses.

The other hundred celestial prodigies were quickly eliminated.

Leaving only Lu Yuan, Zhu Yu, Su Yue, and Taichu Saint Son standing to the very end.

Kunpeng Inheritor’s body technique was ethereal, unmatched, and employed the forces of the Sun and the Moon to the fullest extent.

Almost without expending much effort, she defeated all opponents.

As for Lu Yuan, he broke through ten thousand techniques with raw power, advancing with overwhelming force into the final four.

Meanwhile, Zhu Yu, possessing the Undying True Phoenix Bloodline, with a wave of his hand, unleashed a scorching sea of flames, leaving his opponents burnt on the outside and tender within, forcing them to yield.

However, the easiest victor was still the Taichu Saint Son.

Because he never engaged in combat from start to finish!

As soon as his opponents ascended the arena and saw him, fear compelled them to surrender voluntarily, not daring to engage!

Apart from this unexpected Lu Yuan, the remaining three choices were within the various races’ expectations.

After all, the Celestial Pride List rankings can explain it all.

”Zhu Yu has always favored brotherhood, that I can understand.”

”But why is the Kunpeng Inheritor joining the fray? Could it be she has feelings for Princess Ming Yan?”

”I heard she suffered terribly at Taichu Saint Son’s hands not long ago, probably here for vengeance.”

Everyone speculated.

”You four, please draw lots.”

”Those who draw the same character shall face each other in the next match.”

A Dragon-man Commander, holding a square wooden box, approached Lu Yuan and the others.

To ensure fairness.

Each competitor is randomly paired for each match.

Among the four present, each is the strongest youthful prodigy under the stars, naturally having no objections.

Lu Yuan reached into the box and casually grabbed a slip of paper.

Upon opening it, a black ink character ”乙” was written on it.

”Oh, you drew ’乙’ too, seems we’re opponents in the next round.”

A subtle fragrance wafted over.

Nearby stood Zhu Yu, who curiously peeked at the paper in Lu Yuan’s hand, scrutinizing it closely.