The Arrival of Jian Wushuang

On the vast open space beneath the Holy Steps, there was an atmosphere of anticipation.

Countless young experts from all corners of Nanyang Continent were waiting patiently.

At the top of the Holy Steps, at the entrance of the palace, stood a few experts from the Holy Emperor Palace, among whom were two Elders in the Saint Realm.

The Elders looked down at the crowd.

"The number of participants for the selection this time is quite a lot, likely more than those of the previous selections," one of the Elders said.

"Yeah, you're right. But it would be good if even 20 of them could pass all the tests and become disciples in the end. Just watch, two-thirds of them will be eliminated during the test of Holy Steps," the other Elder smiled and said.

But, right at that moment, a figure quietly arrived, one step away from the first step.

"Eh?"

The experts all looked over in amazement.

"What is this guy trying to do?"