Deducing the secrets of heaven: The list of geniuses is released at the beginning

[Eighth place in the Fortune List of Wangyue Continent: Yan Wuye

Realm: First level of Tribulation

Fortune: Orange (above the Fairyland)

Power: The second son of the Great Yan family

Reward: One Fortune Enhancement Card (largely)]

"Mr. Wuye, it's Mr. Wuye, Mr. Wuye is on the list!"

"Ahhh... Mr. Wuye, we love you!"

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Seeing Yan Wuye on the list, countless women in the southwest region of Wangyue Continent shouted for him crazily, with love in their eyes.

Yan Wuye, the second son of the Great Yan family, was born with a strange phenomenon. At the age of 30, he has reached the first level of Tribulation.

Although his talent is not top-notch compared to those of the Emperor's Immortal Sect, Yan Wuye is very popular in this southwest region.

Among the younger generation, almost no one is his opponent.

In this southwest region, his reputation has even surpassed those descendants of the Emperor's Immortal Sect, attracting countless women to fall in love with him.

At this moment, Yan Wuye seemed to be fighting with someone.

He had burst out with an invincible might, and the aura of the Tribulation Crossing Stage was not reserved at all.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The sound of weapons clashing continued to come.

With a burst of sound, the extremely impactful energy instantly separated the two people.

Yan Wuye held a spear in his hand, and his feet slid a distance on the ground.

After stabilizing his body, he looked at the person in front of him, his eyes locked on the other party, his expression was very solemn...

[Seventh place on the Fortune List of Wangyue Continent: Shen Yutian

Realm: Second Level of Tribulation Crossing

Fortune: Orange (above Fairyland)

Power: Prince of the Divine Wind Kingdom

Reward: One Fortune Enhancement Card (largely)]

As the golden light of the Fortune List bloomed, accompanied by an orange glow, the seventh place on the Fortune List was announced.

"Prince of the Divine Wind, Shen Yutian!"

Seeing Shen Yutian's name, countless people were shocked.

They were shocked by Shen Yutian's strong fortune, and he was on the Fortune List and ranked seventh.

However, they were more shocked by the power behind Shen Yutian, the Kingdom of Divine Wind.

When they saw the Kingdom of Divine Wind, they couldn't help but think of the founder of the Kingdom of Divine Wind, Divine Wind Wuying.

"The Kingdom of Divine Wind, this is a power that almost became the Emperor's Sect, but unfortunately..."

An old ancestor of a great sect sighed, as if he felt sorry for the Kingdom of Divine Wind.

Legend has it that in a distant era, Divine Wind Wuying competed with the then Empress Lingxin for the throne.

At that time, the strength of both of them had reached the realm of perfection, and they were only one step away from leaving the quasi-emperor and officially entering the realm of the emperor.

That battle was earth-shattering, and countless stars were destroyed by it.

The battle between the two lasted for a long time, and the result of their battle ended with the victory of Empress Lingxin.

Empress Lingxin entered the realm of the emperor and became a generation of empresses. Thanks to this, Lingkong Daoting also became the Emperor's Sect.

The whereabouts of Divine Wind Wuying are unknown.

Because of the disappearance of the Divine Wind Wuying, the Divine Wind Kingdom gradually declined. It was not until the past ten thousand years that it gradually recovered its heyday and produced such a Divine Yutian.

At this time, Yan Wuye was still confronting the newcomer, and the other party just looked at him silently, and neither side made any move.

The next moment.

"Hahaha..." The other party suddenly laughed.

Yan Wuye was stunned for a moment, and then he also smiled with a smile.

"Brother Yutian, I have already experienced your strength. I am far from your opponent."

Yan Wuye put away his spear and said to the newcomer.

Shen Yutian also put away his offensive and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. Your strength has improved a lot compared to before."

"I can't compare to you, Brother Yutian. Your strength is still so powerful, and you are ranked seventh on the Fortune List. I am a bit behind you." Yan Wuye smiled again and said.

"Since Brother Yutian is here, let me do my best to entertain Brother Yutian."

"You said so. I won't be polite. Today, I will make you bleed a lot." Shen Yutian said with a smile.

Then, the two left here and walked towards the Dayan family...

[Sixth place in the Fortune List of Wangyue Continent: Zhao Tianhen

Realm: Tribulation Level 3

Fortune: Red (Quasi-Emperor)

Power: Taiyu Juting Saint Son

Reward: Divine Power - Sky-supporting]

As soon as the voice fell, a red glow descended from the sky above the Fortune List.

The entire Wangyue Continent was silent. Everyone seemed to have lost their voices, looking at the Fortune List without saying a word.

"Red fortune, quasi... quasi-emperor...!"

Finally, someone made a trembling voice, but the words he said seemed trembling and a little unclear.

The word "Emperor" appeared on the list again.

No matter which list or column it appears on, as long as it is not the name column, it will always bring people great shock.

Even the other people of the Emperor Sect, including Ye Changsheng, Ming Yuesheng and others, were shocked.

Quasi-Emperor, what an enviable and desirable state.

Unconsciously, Ye Changsheng and others fell silent and thought of themselves.

Since even the Holy Son of Taiyu Juting has the qualifications to become an emperor, what about them? Will they also have this luck?

Taiyu Juting.

"Ancestors of Taiyu Juting, my Taiyu Juting has finally produced another talent with the qualifications of an emperor."

"Great Emperor, you have seen that my imperial inheritance from Taiyuan Juting has not been cut off."

Plomin spoke excitedly and bowed deeply to the main hall.

"Woooooo~"

In the main hall, the rest of the people from Taiyuan Juting also knelt down. They all shed tears. Their cries echoed through the main hall, and they were so excited that they could not speak.

Zhao Tianhen on the side looked at this scene speechlessly: Do you need to be so exaggerated? It's just the luck of a quasi-emperor. People who don't know think I have become a quasi-emperor.

"Tianhen, why are you still standing there? Kneel down and thank me."

When Pulo Ming saw that everyone was grateful, only Zhao Tianhen remained indifferent and stood still, like a piece of wood, and his face suddenly darkened.

"Ah?" Zhao Tianhen was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes tightly, dipped his fingers in saliva, wiped it on the corners of his eyes, and pretended to cry.

"Woooooo~ Thank you..."

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"We've only reached sixth place, and someone with the luck of a quasi-emperor has already appeared."

Changsheng Morchen couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Zhao Tianhen's name on the luck list.

The sixth place has already shown red luck and the qualifications of a quasi-emperor. Doesn't that mean that in front of him, there are five people with stronger luck than him.

They all at least have the luck to be quasi-emperors, and each of them has a great chance to compete for the position of the great emperor.

"This era is another era where talented people compete for beauty."