Chapter 1633

Strong!

Too strong!

At this moment, on the high platform, this was the only thought remaining in everyone's hearts.

"The Illusory Immortal Sect wasn't this terrifying during the last session! How much time has passed? How could they suddenly become this strong?" someone said in shock.

"Could it be that the Illusory Immortal Sect encountered some special opportunity?" someone began to suspect.

Just at this moment...

Hum!

A ray of rosy light lit up, and another formation was broken.

"The Illusory Immortal Sect's eighth person, Jin Tong! Seventy-six breaths..." someone announced the result.

The crowd immediately felt a sense of awe.

In previous years, this result would have been enough to rank in the top five, or even the top three.

But now, it was only ninth!

However, before they could even finish sighing, another ray of rosy light lit up.

"The Illusory Immortal Sect's seventh person, eighty-two breaths..." someone shouted loudly.

This time, no one spoke.

Hum!

"The Jinyun Fan family, Fan Gaochi, eighty-six breaths!" someone shouted.

As soon as this name was called, Ke Chen, who was not far from Master Huo, suddenly laughed: "Fan Gaochi is indeed impressive; this is a true genius! Elder Huo, your Xuanling City has been suppressed by me once again this time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Gaochi flew onto the high platform and arrived beside Ke Chen.

When Yue Li and Chi Langyuan saw this person, they recognized him too.

These two guys were exactly the two who had mocked Luo Tian and Xuanling City earlier.

Hearing that Ke Chen was still being sarcastic, Yue Li immediately frowned.

"Suppressing Xuanling City? Luo Tian's result will definitely be better; how could he be suppressed by you?" Yue Li said indignantly.

However, as soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked toward him.

Ke Chen laughed wildly.

"Hm? What's wrong?" Yue Li was stunned when he saw this.

But he saw Elder Huo's face turn ashen as he said: "Luo Tian has already been eliminated."

"What? Impossible, how could Luo Tian be eliminated?" Yue Li was shocked.

Master Huo sighed and said: "His luck was too bad."

Master Huo believed that if it weren't for Tang Tai, Luo Tian would definitely have passed the assessment.

And Ke Chen, who was on the side, smiled and said: "What, are you still deceiving yourselves now? It's not bad luck, it's just that his strength isn't good enough!"

"You..." Master Huo gritted his teeth, looking at the other party.

Ke Chen smiled slightly and said: "What? Are you anxious now? Did I hit a sore spot?"

Master Huo turned his head in anger and ignored him.

Just at this moment, three more people from the Illusory Immortal Sect had their formations broken and arrived on the high platform.

At this moment, there were only three people from the Illusory Immortal Sect still undergoing the assessment.

"One hundred and twenty-one breaths, the Illusory Immortal Sect's third person, Ye Lancheng!"

"One hundred and twenty-one breaths? This... has already broken the previous record for breaking formations across realms, right?" someone said with a trembling voice.

The crowd nodded slightly.

This year's Nine Heavens Profound Formation Assembly was too terrifying.

Following closely...

"One hundred and twenty-nine breaths, Feng Yuzhou!"

The Illusory Immortal Sect's second person's formation was also broken.

By this moment, everyone's gaze had fallen on the last place.

That was the place where the Illusory Immortal Sect's Holy Son was being assessed.

Everyone was looking forward to seeing what his result would be.

As time passed bit by bit, the shock in everyone's hearts grew more and more.

One hundred and forty breaths!

One hundred and fifty breaths!

Two hundred breaths!

When the time reached two hundred breaths, even those Supreme Elders stood up.

"A heaven-defying talent, has it actually reached this point?" a Supreme Elder said, extremely excited.

This had already far exceeded the previous record.

Finally...

Hum!

A ray of rosy light shot up into the sky.

"Two hundred and eighty-seven breaths, the Illusory Immortal Sect's Holy Son, Ye Fuxiao! Two hundred and eighty-seven breaths!" an Elder shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted the whole world to hear.

And on the high platform, the crowd was also in an uproar.

After all, this result was too heaven-defying!

Amidst the sounds of shock from the crowd, the Illusory Immortal Sect's Holy Son, Ye Fuxiao, and others flew onto the high platform.

"Hm?"

And at this moment, someone keenly noticed that the person responsible for breaking the formation beside Ye Fuxiao had dried blood on their forehead.

"Qin Peng, your injuries..." a Supreme Elder asked with a frown.