A huge pillar of light rose from the many disciples of Shengyuan Peak, shining for a hundred miles.

The disciples of Qifeng looked at the pillar of light and were full of amazement. After all, the shock brought by the Shengyuan Peak's first place in this Source Pool Festival is obviously much higher than Cangxuan Peak's first place.

Of course, judging from the previous situation, Cang Xuan Peak was still at an advantage, but when Zhou Yuan took out the marrow of the Ten Thousand-Step Water Beast Source, the Shengyuan Peak emerged from catching up.

After all, the quality of the source marrow of the Wanzhang Water Beast is too high, and the total of nearly 50% of the Shengyuan Peak is nearly 50%, which is undoubtedly a heavy-weight level. So at the last moment, the Shengyuan Peak surpassed Cangxuan Peak and won the final first place.

However, it doesn't make sense to say this, because to be strict, the contribution of the source marrow on the Shengyuan Peak is probably more than 90%, and it has to be counted on Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao.

If it weren't for their existence, the Shengyuan Peak would have been destroyed and eliminated under the anger of Jianlai Peak, not to mention wanting to get the first place in the Source Pool Sacrifice...

While the disciples all over the mountains were sighing because of the amazing achievements of Shengyuan Peak, at the highest point, the Qingyang Master and others nodded slightly as they looked at this scene.

"It is really not easy for Shengyuan Peak to achieve such a result. Elder Shen has made a lot of contributions." Master Qingyang looked at Elder Shen Taiyuan, who was also excited not far away, and said with a smile.

When Shen Taiyuan heard this, he quickly bowed and said with shame: "This is not my credit, but Zhou Yuan's credit."

He is the truth, because since Zhou Yuan entered the Shengyuan Peak, although he tried his best to provide cultivation resources, Zhou Yuan was more dependent on himself for being able to reach this point today.

Even Zhou Yuan rarely comes to ask him for guidance on some source techniques. Sometimes, Shen Taiyuan wants to fulfill his responsibilities of teaching, but it is hard and has no chance.

The head of Qingyang nodded and said with some relief: "I felt that it was a waste to invest in the Holy Source Summit with his talent, but I didn't expect it to be so in the end."

Shen Taiyuan nodded in empathy. After all, Zhou Yuan was the first in the selection ceremony. With his talent, even if he entered the other six peaks, he would gain some attention. However, no one expected that he would eventually choose the Shengyuan Peak.

"In another month, new disciples will also pass the mountain selection ceremony. At this time, Shengyuan Peak has achieved such impressive results. I believe that many new disciples will be able to absorb by then." Shen Taiyuan was a little anxious. Now that the gate of Shengyuan Peak has reopened, this kind of advertisement is needed to expand its reputation and allow those new disciples to devote themselves to Shengyuan Peak and become fresh blood, so that their Shengyuan Peak can continue to grow.

It can be said that it was too time for Zhou Yuan to help them obtain the first place in the Source Pool Festival.

The head of Qingyang looked at the disciples all over the mountains, and a grand voice sounded again: "The ranking has been revealed, Jianlai Peak should enjoy the baptism of the four dragons, the Holy Son, the Chief, and the Six Dragons."

"Lingwen Peak, Xuelian Peak, Hongya Peak, Lei Yu Peak... You should enjoy the baptism of the six dragons, and your holy son and chief, you can enjoy the baptism of the eight dragons."

"Cangxuan Peak ranks second, and disciples can enjoy the baptism of the Seven Dragons, and their Holy Son and Chief, can enjoy the baptism of the Eight Dragons."

Whenever the voice of the head of Qingyang fell, except Jianlai Peak, the disciples of other peaks burst into deafening cheers. For most of the disciples of each peak, the Six Dragon Baptism is unattainable, and even some top purple belt disciples need some luck to enjoy it occasionally.

As for the baptism of the Seven Dragons, even the chief may not be able to obtain it. Generally speaking, this is the standard configuration for the Holy Sons of each peak.

There are only a handful of people who can survive the baptism of the Eight Dragons, so this time, when the public learned that they could enjoy the Baptism of the Eight Dragons, they were also a little satisfied.

They knew that the baptism of the Eight Dragons this time should be because they all received some marrow from the marrow of the beast.

"Shengyuan Peak ranks first, all disciples should enjoy the baptism of the Seven Dragons..."

The ranking of the source marrow of the Shengyuan Peak is only slightly surpassing the Cangxuan Peak, so in terms of the baptism of the source marrow, the disciples of the Cangxuan Peak are exactly the same, and they do not exceed it.

However, none of the disciples of Shengyuan Peak showed disappointment, but instead cheered ecstatically. Even the top purple belt disciples like Zhou Tai and Lu Yan could not hide the excitement on their faces.

Because they have never enjoyed the baptism of the Seven Dragons so far.

"The chief mighty!"

"Yaoyao is mighty!"

Excited, all the disciples of Shengyuan Peak shouted out loud, and the atmosphere was fanatical, because they all knew very clearly who their seven dragon baptism came from.

The disciples from other peaks also seemed a little envious. After all, the Baptism of the Seven Dragons is a bit out of reach for them.

The head of Qingyang smiled, and his eyes finally stopped on Zhou Yuan and said in a loud voice: "Zhou Yuan, you are the chief of the Shengyuan Peak and have made great contributions to hunting the Ten Thousand-Steps Water Beasts and gained the greatest amount of the source marrow. According to the judgment, you can enjoy this Source Pool Festival..."

"Baptism of Kowloon!"

When the last four words fell, a huge uproar broke out in the whole world, and countless eyes looked at Zhou Yuan's figure with fiery eyes, full of longing and coveting.

Even some holy sons had a look of envy in their eyes.

Kowloon baptism!

That is the highest point of the baptism of the source marrow. Not to mention that no one of the holy sons of this generation has reached this point for the time being. Even in this century, no holy son has been able to reach this point.

No one expected that in a century, the person who reached the baptism of Kowloon for the first time was not a holy son, but a chief...

And he is also the chief of Shengyuan Peak!

In the midst of the crowd's attention, Zhou Yuan's heart was also slightly waving. Although he had expected it before, when the head of Qingyang announced that it was still difficult for him to be completely calm.

As early as when he entered the Holy Source Peak, he had enjoyed the Baptism of Eight Dragons, so he was very clear about the effect of the Baptism of Source Marrow. If he could enjoy the Baptism of Nine Dragons this time, it would undoubtedly lead him to a great success.

His strength has been constantly improving over the past year after he came to Cangxuan Sect.

And the distance between him and the Great Wu King was gradually getting closer.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at the extremely distant direction, which was the vastness. He knew that there, his father was exerting the whole country's strength, facing great pressure to confront the powerful Dawu Dynasty, and buying time for him.

"Father...waits for me. When I return to the Great Zhou again, I will fulfill my promise. I will take back everything that King Wu has taken from our Great Zhou again!"

Zhou Yuan slowly clasped his palms and his eyes were firm.

At the highest point, when the announcement of the Qingyang Master Clan completely fell, his sleeves waved and he immediately descended with infinite power. All the disciples disappeared out of thin air at this moment. When they appeared again, they had already found themselves on the huge baptistery above the Source Pool.

The baptistery is like a pyramid. The higher the person goes, the higher the person is, the most baptized.

Zhou Yuan sat cross-legged at the highest point, looking down at him, and could see a figure that could not be seen at the end.

Rumble!

The source energy between heaven and earth boiled violently at this time.

There is an endless mysterious aura that falls from the sky, the sky and the earth are hazy, and in that, there are dragon roars coming out faintly...

Zhou Yuan looked up and looked at the sky where a dragon shadow fell from the sky, bringing pure and majestic power.

His eyes gradually closed and began to enjoy the first Nine Dragon Baptism in the Cang Xuanzong in the past century...
Chapter completed!