As the black-robed youth finished speaking, the cultivators behind him also burst into loud laughter, echoing his words.
"Boss is right. These people are nothing but trash."
"A fellow at the 2nd level of Heavenly Core Realm could actually win the Heaven’s Chosen Assembly, yet this session is being called prosperous? In my opinion, this is simply a disgrace to the Heaven’s Chosen Assembly."
"A bunch of trash actually dares to shamelessly promote themselves. It is utterly despicable. I think people like this should all be slapped dead."
A cultivator with a scar across his face took a step forward.
He beckoned with a finger and laughed wildly.
"All of you, come at me together. I alone can send every one of you flying with a single slap."
"You are too arrogant."
Li Yun’s expression darkened.
Behind him, the faces of Huang Tianlin, the Wine Monk, and the others also became extremely ugly.
Although these people were using Li Yun as their main target, and their words were full of disdain for him, they were also insulting everyone present.
The first person who could not restrain himself was Monk Yiming.
His eyes widened, making him resemble an angry Vajra, and he roared, "This poor monk admits that he is far from Li Yun’s opponent, but dealing with trash like you is more than enough."
"Sumeru Golden Mountain."
He pressed his palms together, and intense Buddhist light erupted from his body.
The Buddhist light converged into a gigantic golden mountain. Brilliant golden radiance illuminated hundreds of meters as the mountain smashed directly toward that person.
After breaking through to the Spirit Manifestation Realm, Monk Yiming’s strength had clearly become much greater than before.
The power of his Sumeru Golden Mountain technique had undoubtedly risen to another level.
In an instant, the hundred-zhang golden mountain descended with a crash.
It was like a Buddha suppressing all sins in the world as it fell toward the scar-faced cultivator.
"Bald donkey, get lost."
The scar-faced cultivator’s expression changed.
He drew a precious saber and slashed out, unleashing an intense saber glow that fiercely collided with the golden mountain.
Bang!
The sharp saber glow collided with the golden mountain, producing an earth-shaking sound.
Then the saber glow shattered directly.
The huge golden mountain slammed into the scar-faced cultivator and embedded him firmly into the ground.
"How is that possible?"
Immediately, the expressions of those several people, including the black-robed youth at the 2nd level of Spirit Manifestation Realm, all changed.
Impossible.
Their expressions became extremely unsightly.
Although the scar-faced cultivator was not the strongest among them, he could at least rank in the middle.
Yet he had been defeated in one move.
Furthermore, the one who defeated him was merely Monk Yiming, who had ranked tenth in the Heaven’s Chosen Assembly.
"Interesting."
Behind the black-robed youth, a youth with a long braid sneered.
His strength was second only to the black-robed youth, making him the second strongest person in their small group.
Although the scar-faced cultivator had lost, he was confident that with his strength, he could easily take down Monk Yiming.
"Kneel down for me."
He suddenly took a step forward, his long braid flying behind him.
An iron whip covered in spikes appeared in his hand, and he smashed it down toward Monk Yiming’s head.
"Kid, I think it is better if you are the one who kneels."
Xie Wushang stepped out with a cold sneer.
Although he did not have much of a favorable impression of Monk Yiming, as a member of the Myriad Demon Dao Sect, he was used to being arrogant and domineering.
He suddenly struck out with a palm.
A vast sea of blood erupted.
With his first palm strike, he sent the iron whip flying.
With his second palm strike, he directly sent the long-braided youth flying as well.
"This is impossible."
The expressions of the black-robed youth and the others became even gloomier.
It was one thing for the scar-faced cultivator to lose, but the long-braided youth was the second strongest among them. Yet even he had been easily defeated by Xie Wushang.
Moreover, they knew that Xie Wushang had only barely entered the top five in this session’s Heaven’s Chosen Assembly.
He had not even made it into the top three.
A figure who ranked only fifth and had just broken through to the Spirit Manifestation Realm could easily defeat the long-braided youth, who had long reached the perfection stage of the 1st level of Spirit Manifestation Realm.
Could it be that this session’s Heaven’s Chosen Assembly was truly as extraordinary as the rumors claimed?
"Good. Very good."
The black-robed youth’s face was as dark as water as he spoke coldly.
"I truly underestimated you. I did not expect you people to actually have some skill. However, the more it is like this, the more I must teach you a lesson."
"Heaven-Slaying Great Demonic Palm."
As his voice fell, he directly struck out with a palm.
Sky-blotting devilish qi spread outward and enveloped Li Yun and everyone else within it. He actually intended to suppress everyone with a single move.
"Amitabha. Benefactor, you are too arrogant."
The Wine Monk chanted a Buddhist title.
His hands formed the Flower-Picking Seal, and vast Buddhist light appeared behind his head, forming ring after ring of halos.
"Great Pudu Zen Light."
The Buddhist light rippled and formed golden lotuses one after another.
At the same time, the sound of countless Buddhas chanting rang out, as if the Buddha himself had reincarnated to suppress all enemies.
Bang!
The Buddhist light collided with the demonic palm.
In an instant, the demonic palm seemed to have met its natural nemesis. It melted rapidly like snow beneath the sun and completely dissipated in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed.
Thud, thud, thud.
The black-robed youth let out a muffled groan, and his figure retreated repeatedly.
In his clash with the Wine Monk, he had actually fallen into a disadvantage.
"How can this group of people be so strong?"
His face became unsightly to the extreme.
As a dignified 2nd level Spirit Manifestation Realm powerhouse, he could also be considered a genius figure.
Yet he had actually been defeated across realms by the Wine Monk.
This was a massive humiliation to him.
Furthermore, what horrified him most was that the Wine Monk, who had defeated him, was only ranked third in this session’s Heaven’s Chosen Assembly.
If the third-ranked Wine Monk could defeat him across realms, then how terrifying would Huang Tianlin and Li Yun, who had both defeated the Wine Monk, be?
It was not only the black-robed youth who thought of this.
The long-braided youth and the others thought of it as well.
They finally realized that they had made a serious mistake.
Before this, they had believed that since a cultivator at the 2nd level of Heavenly Core Realm could take the championship, the quality of this session’s Heaven’s Chosen Assembly had to be greatly exaggerated.
But what had just happened made them understand that they were wrong.
Perhaps it was not that this session’s Heaven’s Chosen Assembly was full of false geniuses.
Rather, Li Yun was simply too monstrous.

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