Failure

Mu Xuefeng merely snorted.

Moon Watching Mountain was always competitive. Fortunately, she had found six disciples with deity constitutions and all of them had built their foundations; Tang Jingyu in particular was already forming his core.

Having made such progress in only one year, he was certainly a rare cultivation genius.

"Fine. Let's have a contest then."

Mu Xuefeng casually waved her hand, quickly modifying the terrain around her all of a sudden; the distance between buildings and the people was lengthened, making the place even vaster. There were deafening noises as the arena where the disciples had been practicing rose to more than twenty meters tall.

The ground around the arena had sunk, creating a deep ravine, and making the arena a couple of meters higher than the audience, just like before; they could still see what was going on.