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    Not long after, some of the smaller Immortal Sects had already begun to cry out for an alliance with the Tai Yan Dao to keep watch over each other.

    And as time went on, the numbers started to grow up.

    For such a scene, Qianli Zhenren was naturally happy to see it.

    But he didn’t let these people keep shouting, either.

    Instead, he spread out his hands and pressed them down slightly, and a light immortal power swept across the room.

    That’s what quieted the otherwise tumultuous scene.

    “There’s no need to be in a hurry, if you are interested in wanting to make an alliance with my Taiyan Dao, you can just go to Immortal Singular Pavilion after the Immortal Sect Assembly is over and report to Immortal Singular Pavilion.”

    Saying that, Real Qianli pointed to the single pavilion next to him.

    The latter slowly walked forward and slightly saluted before retreating once again.

    I have to say, the high crown on Shan Ting’s head is really recognizable.

    The Qianli Zhenren had one hand behind his back as he continued, ”Alright, the things that need to be said have almost all been said.

    Ever since the Heavenly Realm Catastrophe, I, Taiyan Dao, was the first Immortal Sect to organize the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

    In this regard, we naturally have to come up with some colorful prizes to thank all of you Immortal friends for your support.”

    As his words fell.

    Behind them came out three immortals holding treasure chests.

    They came to the stage and opened the treasure chests in their hands.

    In a flash, eye-catching brilliance appeared.

    Ye Yu looked forward seriously.

    Only three Immortal Weapons were seen floating in mid-air.

    They were a green-colored ruler, an immortal sword, and an ancient ink-colored immortal robe.

    Judging from the fluctuation of immortal power contained on it.

    The Green Ruler and the Immortal Sword were Lower Grade Immortal Artifacts and Middle Grade Immortal Artifacts respectively.

    As for the grade of that ink-colored immortal robe, it was not easy to judge.

    It was as if there was a layer of mist that completely isolated everyone’s divine sense.

    However, Ye Yu immediately determined that this should be the Extreme Immortal Robe that Shangguan Jiu Wine and Bai Miao Leng were talking about.

    See these three things appear.

    The Immortals’ eyes became hot.

    Even in the Heavenly Realm, the number of Immortal Artifacts was not too great.

    Far from one piece for one person.

    No, to be precise, out of the twenty Immortals, it was considered extremely good to have an Immortal Weapon.

    A good Immortal Weapon was completely capable of helping Immortals turn the tide of battle.

    They really didn’t think about it.

    It was surprising that Tai Yan Dao was so atmospheric.

    Surprisingly, he took out three Immortal Weapons as a lottery.

    Moreover, they had all set their eyes on that ink-colored immortal robe.

    As we all know, what you can’t read is inevitably good.

    Besides, people’s alignment instantly shows everything.

    It’s like an inertial fill-in-the-blank question.

    Lower grade immortal weapon, middle grade immortal weapon, so what should I write in the next blank space?

    That would naturally be a top-grade immortal weapon.

    Although there was nothing to be seen from the fluctuations in the immortal aura of the ink-colored robes.

    But perhaps this is the uniqueness that a top-grade immortal weapon should have.

    For a while, the scene boiled over again.

    And Ye Yu saw a young immortal suddenly stand up from his seat at this time.

    Eyes dead set on the ink-colored immortal robe.

    Breathing heavily, he looked unusually determined.

    Raising his hand in front of his body and clenching his fist, as if he was already determined to win that ink-colored immortal robe.

    To be reasonable, this person was really somewhat like the male protagonist in those metaphysical novels who had not yet made a fortune.

    Even though the realm was not high, the middle-aged aura that was out of place with the surroundings was genuinely sufficient.

    The Qianli Realist slightly raised his hand, and a staircase totaling ninety-nine steps to heaven appeared.

    And the three Immortal Weapons had flown to the highest level.

    “A humble birth is no disgrace, and a momentary low realm is only temporary.

    No one dares to say that today’s panhandlers won’t become the rookies among the heavenly realms tomorrow.

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