C739 (1/2)

Duan Yi had recently forgotten about Wu Yu.

Even though he had lost the Netherworld General, he knew in his heart that there was still something more important to do.

Actually, he had entered the 'Darknorth Battle' before.

However, that time, he was only at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Stage. That time, he was forced to leave the competition within two months.

Although this was normal for someone of his level at that time, he could not tolerate not having outstanding performance in such a grand occasion.

He didn't have the reputation of strengthening the Heavenraker Manor, and he didn't let his father gain that reputation either.

Ten years of preparation just for this. In order to join the Netherworld Navy, a year ago, his father personally went to Netherworld Kingdom to look for Youlan Shang, and confirmed a quota to enter the Northern Wars for the Hegemonical War.

You Shang was also very willing to accept a young genius with ambitions.

Although he knew that he would be chosen as one of the names on the list, it was still necessary to come here and experience the feeling of hope.

By this time, Wu Yu had long since been forgotten.

At a time when people's enthusiasm was at its peak, many people were in a state of tension.

At noon, he arrived!

After a while, the white light finally weakened a bit. Everyone began to see that on top of the black pillar, from top to bottom, a total of seven words had appeared!

”Demon Suppressing Camp, Beitang Imperial Bodyguard!”

Not only did the words appear in black, but a powerful voice burst out from the pillar and swept towards the entire Nether Navy Battalion. It was so deafening, it shook the hearts of the people! Such a powerful voice caused the hearts of everyone in the Netherworld Navy to surge.

This was their commander, You Shang's voice!

For a moment, it was unknown whether it was because of 'Beitang Yu' or 'You Shang', but all the cultivators present roared with anger, and for a moment, the roar was deafening, as if Wu Yu was standing on the battlefield. No matter how one looked at it, this roar was still extremely shocking.

”Beitang Yu!”

People were calling out his name. Although they couldn't see where he was, they knew that he was within the crowd, and was in the midst of a wild celebration.

Then, within the white light, the black text changed into six words.

It was yet another person who caused people to go crazy. The name that everyone was shouting had changed from 'Beitang Yu' to 'Qingye'!

And then —

”Skyice Battalion, Jiang Zhishui!”

One name after another was announced, and each name was recited with the passionate roars of a large number of cultivators. The Darknorth battle seemed to cause everyone to be extremely excited, especially when they were reciting their own military camps.

No wonder when Bian Sha wanted to ask Wu Yu, he also wanted the name of the Blood Evil Army to resound through the Nether Sea Camp!

”Burning Sky Army Camp, Duan Yi!” When he finally called out Duan Yi's name, he heard a party going wild. Tears welled in her eyes as she raised her arms and bellowed, ”Death prison! I, Duan Yi, am here again!”

In ten years, in the midst of failure, he would forge glory!

”Duan Yi!” ”Duan Yi!”

People were cheering his name and looking at him with admiration and reverence. Among these people, Duan Yi wasn't the least bit inferior to them.

”Nervous?” Suddenly, someone at the side said, ”It's Xue Sha and Gao Shen Yi. Xue Sha smiled and patted Wu Yu's shoulder, and said,” When I was young, I also thought that the Darknorth war was the hottest thing I've ever seen. The passion of young people is indeed very interesting, and it's also exactly like this.

Two hundred years had passed since then, and he was qualified to participate in the Darknorth battle as well. But right now, he had yet to break through to the Dao Seeking stage. In a hundred years, he had only improved three levels.

Wu Yu didn't say anything, but he knew that he wouldn't stop even if he was a hundred years old.

The remaining names were becoming less and less. Those who did not manage to call out their names were becoming more and more anxious. Many people's faces were turning pale. The later the names got, the less names there were.

The only thing that could be said was joy.

As the time passed, Wu Yu also felt that his hopes were running out. However, You Ye was still chattering away next to You Shang. Obviously, Wu Yu felt that even she was a bit worried.

Soon, only the last name remained.

The thirty-third name. Everyone knew that once the last name passed, it would be the end. Those who hadn't been chosen would have basically missed this opportunity.

The last name on the pillar was changing, but it was changing a bit too long this time.

Wu Yu also held his breath, his eyes glued to the pillar.

Finally, words and sounds appeared together.

”Last but not least, Wu Yu from the Blood Evil Island!” For the last time, the voice of You Shang spread throughout the Nether Sea Camp.

But this time, what he got in return was not a wild celebration, but a dead silence...

The last name came as a surprise.