Five hundred years ago, the human world.

In the bustling crowd on the street, there was a young man with a sword on his back.

The five-year Mortal Daoist Trials are about to begin, and Nirvana is standing in the outermost circle of the crowd with his sword on his back, watching every move in the ring.

The format of 500 years ago was different from today. Whoever can stand to the end in the Daoist ring can enter the divine realm, so there is only one place.

The champion on the stage has been standing for five rounds, and obviously, he is a little overwhelmed. In the audience, everyone was ready to move, but no one dared to step forward at this time and fight with him.

"I'm coming!"

A strong voice came from the crowd, and everyone turned their heads to look at Yixuan, who was shouting.

After so many victories, the Taoist on the stage was a little carried away, and he didn't pay attention to Yi Xuan's response.

However, after Yi Xuan came to power, he knocked that Taoist off the stage in just three moves.

Yi Xuan stood in the ring, waiting for the next Taoist to come on stage to fight, but he didn't get a response for a long time.

"You, the guy with the sword in the audience, you look good, dare to come up and try it?"

Yi Xuan pointed his sword at Nirvana, and there was a dead silence in the audience, and everyone's eyes were cast on Nirvana.

Nirvana stopped in place, and when everyone thought that he would not dare to step forward to fight, a sword rushed out from Nirvana's back.

The sword pierced through the drum used for battle, and was heavily inserted into the wooden rice of the ring.

"This quota can only be mine."

Nirvana flew into the ring with a kick of his legs, pulled his sword off the plank, and stared up at Yi Xuan with a determined look in his eyes.

Yi Xuan came to the human world for the first time to preside over the Taoist selection competition, because the Taoist on the stage just now was indeed extremely poor, so he personally went to the stage to drive that person off the stage, hoping to attract the high-level Taoist from the audience to come forward. From this point of view, Yi Xuan seems to have really blown up a ruthless person.

"Then let's see what you're capable of."

As soon as the words fell, Yi Xuan made a move of Linfeng Fist in the air.

Nirvana did not dodge, in the face of the flying air current, he concentrated on the wind, dispersed the power of the air flow, turned into a strong wind, and blew past his side.

The air flow passed through Nirvana, circled behind Nirvana, condensed again, and flew towards Yi Xuan.

Yi Xuan turned around to dodge, but he didn't expect the air flow to follow him reluctantly, and in desperation, Yi Xuan had no choice but to summon an earthen wall to block and disperse the air flow.

Yi Xuan was surprised by the performance of Nirvana, this spell was only realized by the disciples of the Immortal Rank among the disciples who practiced in the Divine Realm.

"Dare to ask the name of your friend?"

"Nirvana."

"Nirvana?"

Mortals don't know that Nirvana is the royal surname of the demon clan, and the god clan is quite sensitive to this surname. However, although there are many mortals with this surname, they have nothing to do with the demons.

At this time, Yi Xuan was eager to know the origin of Nirvana, and he was busy stepping forward to test him, but he lost his weight when he made a move.

The five elements of the Xuan Xuan converged in the palm of his hand, and he punched Nirvana in the chest.

I thought that Nirvana would die like this, but what I didn't expect was that Nirvana had already cultivated to the illusion. The punch just now only hit Nirvana's phantom body. The real Nirvana is still standing under the stage at this time, observing everything on the stage.

Yi Xuan was surprised that he hadn't seen through Nirvana's illusion technique, and thought that he had just made a light or heavy move, so he simply admitted defeat.

Nirvana made his way through the crowd and walked to the ring, picking up the sword that had just fallen to the ground.

"Who else?"

No one in the audience responded, so Nirvana successfully obtained the opportunity to enter the divine realm to practice.

Go back five hundred years.

"In that game, I really threw in the towel."

"I know."

"Eh, I said nonsense, I didn't admit defeat, I lied to you."

"Okay. You didn't throw in the towel. ”

Yi Xuan began to regret that he shouldn't have told Di Mu Jin about this.