Doubt, dry front dynasty

Bai Li Hong Zhuang walked at the forefront, and everyone looked at her silent expression, no longer asking any questions.

It seemed that Mo Yun Jue's departure must have had his reasons, but they didn't know if they would have a chance to meet again in the future.

Bai Li Hong Zhuang and her group slowly made their way towards the enormous central square of the city, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. It was spacious, and even their voices could be heard echoing.

By the time Bai Li Hong Zhuang and the others arrived, many cultivators had already gathered in the city. It was evident that after spending two years in the small world, everyone was eager to leave.

Looking at the vast square, Xia Zhiqing and the others couldn't help but be amazed. The assessment competition had been grand in scale, and the final square was equally astonishing.

In the center of the square stood a tall circular platform of immense size. On top of this platform stood a black colossal pillar, as if it wanted to pierce through the sky.

The black pillar exuded a deep and profound aura. Even when the sunlight fell upon it, it did not reflect any light, as if it absorbed everything. It was mysterious and awe-inspiring.

Almost all the cultivators present had their gaze fixed on the pillar. In a short time, they could already determine that it was the Top 100 Ranking!

As long as their names appeared on this Top 100 Ranking, they would have a brilliant future.

The cultivators in the square were constantly exchanging information, and the entire area was bustling with noise.

Bai Li Hong Zhuang and her group stood in the midst of the crowd, appearing insignificant amidst the sea of people, making it difficult to find them.

In contrast to the excitement and clamor of the other cultivators, Bai Li Hong Zhuang and her group seemed somewhat silent.

Mo Yun Jue's sudden departure had left them feeling a bit down. They had developed strong emotions after spending so much time together.

From a distance, Mo Yun Jue looked at Bai Li Hong Zhuang and her group, his gaze deep.

The cultivators of the Qianfeng Dynasty looked at their young lord in various expressions, hesitant to voice their thoughts, as they knew that the young lord's mind was not something ordinary people could fathom.

However, they all knew that the young lord had feelings for Bai Li Hong Zhuang.

Because over the years, the young lord had never done anything useless, and participating in the assessment competition at this time was undoubtedly a waste of time.

Two whole years had been spent, and there were still many matters to attend to in the sect. It was likely that a lot had been delayed.

In their eyes, with the young lord's abilities, making a woman follow him devotedly would never be a problem.

However, the actions the young lord had taken this time had left them somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that the young lord participated in the assessment competition just to protect Bai Li Hong Zhuang?

It was too difficult to understand, especially considering their usual way of doing things, not to mention the young lord's typically ruthless and cold-hearted demeanor.

Unable to understand, they dared not say much and simply stood silently by Mo Yun Jue's side.

Mo Yun Jue gazed at Bai Li Hong Zhuang, the unique figure in white that stood out no matter where she was. He had almost become accustomed to seeing her every time he stepped out of his room.

For others, these two years of the assessment competition were extremely difficult, but for him, it had passed too quickly.

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