"The final opportunity is about to unfold. I wonder what it will be?"
"Alas! With so many Martial Emperors and Martial Gods present, will there really be anything left for us insignificant beings when the opportunity arrives?"
"Indeed! Compared to those from the four super factions, we... sigh!"
"Fellow Daoists, do not despair! Since this grand array has gathered us all here, there must be a reason. If it were merely a competition of brute force, why go through all this trouble?"
"This Daoist friend speaks wisely. We need not worry unnecessarily!"
"Right! Everyone, don't lose heart!"
"..."
As the formation in the sky continued to evolve, everyone realized their final chance had arrived.
Amidst the crowd, an elder concealed beneath a black cloak observed the four continuously flashing orbs at the center of the formation. A glint of madness flickered in his eyes, hidden beneath the darkness.
"Hahaha! It is finally about to begin!"
A voice, extremely cold, hoarse, and sinister, emanated from him. However, it was so faint that no one present noticed.
At the same moment, at the location of the four orbs, numerous mysterious runes appeared out of thin air, centered around them. These runes alternated and solidified continuously.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, in front of the four orbs, characters that everyone could read materialized.
And the meaning conveyed by the characters in front of each orb was different.
"Heavens! These four orbs can actually test one's cultivation talent!"
"I never imagined the final opportunity would be to test our talents!"
"No wonder the grand array gathered us all. There's no need for any struggle!"
"Judging by the characters in front of those orbs, it seems the better one's cultivation talent, the higher the talent value displayed on the orb, and thus one will receive a corresponding opportunity."
"Wonderful! To receive an opportunity without fighting, I can finally relax."
"..."
As the characters in front of the four orbs were read by everyone one by one, they all understood what was happening.
These four orbs were special talent testing devices.
As long as the ancient martial artists present placed their hands on them, they could test the individual's cultivation talent!
And these four orbs tested different aspects of talent.
Coincidentally, the talent tested by the orbs in each direction perfectly matched the trials that Luo Xia and others had previously overcome.
They were strength, speed, defense, and comprehension.
Therefore, each person could choose the area they believed themselves to be most proficient in for a talent test. Upon receiving a certain talent value, they would be granted a corresponding opportunity.
Of course, an individual had four chances, with one test for each of the four talents.
The highest talent value obtained would then be used to grant the opportunity.
Upon understanding this information, some individuals could no longer wait.
"Since everyone is still hesitating, I shall be the first to step forward!"
While everyone was contemplating whether to test first, a man with the power of an early-stage Martial Sect stepped out.
His gaze was fixed on the orb used to test strength.
Seeing someone take the lead, the rest were naturally eager to see what would happen. They too wanted to know how this talent value would be judged.
The man stepped forward and placed his right palm on the orb. Everyone held their breath instinctively as they witnessed this.
The next second!
The orb flashed with a faint red light and then vanished.
On its surface, a number was finally displayed.
Eight!
"Eight points?"
Seeing the number, the man was somewhat bewildered.
Was this good or bad?
Upon seeing this number, the reactions of the others were similar to the man's. Without comparison, they couldn't discern the level of talent.
"Fellow Daoist! Would you like to test the other three aspects?"
At this moment, someone suddenly suggested.
Hearing this, the man also felt it was reasonable. He then walked towards the orb that tested speed talent.
He placed his hand on it, and after a moment.
If one didn't observe carefully, they might not even notice a cyan glow flash within the orb.
Three!
The number that appeared this time was "three"!
"Three points of talent! This..."
From this, it was clear that the man's talent in strength was significantly better than in speed.
Subsequently, he proceeded to test his defense and comprehension talents.
They were five points and six points respectively!
It seemed his talent in strength was the highest.
Eight points!
However, after these four tests, it was still impossible to determine the overall level of his talent.
"Never mind for now! Let's see what kind of opportunity I can get with my eight talent points?" The man shook his head, temporarily putting aside his thoughts.
The most important thing was what kind of opportunity he would receive.
But after waiting for nearly a minute, the grand array showed no reaction.
"Hmm? What's going on?"
The man waited, completely bewildered.
Where was the promised opportunity?
At this moment, the others were also somewhat perplexed.
But just as everyone was confused, a voice, as cold as a machine, suddenly echoed in the air.
"Those with a talent value below sixty points cannot be rewarded!"
Below sixty points!
No reward?
"What?"
Hearing this news, the vast majority of people present felt their minds go numb. Their eyes widened, and they looked utterly incredulous.
"Sixty... sixty points! Damn it! This..."
"Are you kidding me? That Daoist brother possessed the power of a Martial Sect, and he only got eight points in the end. Now, with sixty points required for an opportunity, I..."
"This must be a joke! It's too outrageous!"
"Everyone! Don't worry too much! Perhaps that man's talent was inherently very poor, which is why his talent value was so low!"
"You're right! Strength doesn't equate to talent. This might just be an anomaly!"
"Exactly! It must be so!"
"..."
To prove this point, a young man in opulent clothing stepped forward.
The young man's strength was not high, only at the early stage of a Martial King. However, his face was etched with arrogance.
He looked at the man standing blankly before the testing orb with disdain in his eyes and said, "Only eight talent points, and you still have the nerve to stand here? Get down!"
Before the man could react, the youth kicked out, directly sending him off the testing platform.
"Bastard! You..."
As a Martial Sect, how could he tolerate being so humiliated by a junior?
But as he prepared to retaliate, he was met with a piercing gaze. It seemed that if he made any move, he would instantly meet a violent end.
"Xuantian Sect!"
Following the direction of the gaze, the man's body trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
That's right!
The youth who had just acted was indeed from one of the ten top-tier factions in the ancient martial world, the Xuantian Sect.
Furthermore, he was a direct disciple of a certain elder within the sect.
"Waste! Watch closely! I, young master, will show you what true talent is!"
The youth sneered and then placed his right palm on the strength testing orb.
As a hint of red light flashed, a number appeared before everyone.
"This... how is this possible?"
Everyone was stunned.