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"Esteemed envoy, how long must one endure within the column of light to be deemed worthy?" Chen Feng's countenance bore no trace of fear as he gazed confidently at the envoy from the Demon Realm.

He harbored a sensation, a certainty, that the envoy would favor him. Whenever he felt such assurance, it heralded the arrival of opportunity.

"Endure for ten breaths, and those with exceptional talent may pass," remarked the envoy from the Demon Realm, casting a sidelong glance at Chen Feng.

Ah, that glance! Initially casual, but once he demonstrated his prowess and innate gifts, the envoy would be astounded. Then, ensnared by his compelling charisma, they would offer one boon after another.

Observing the envoy from the Demon Realm, Chen Feng seemed to envision the future favors that awaited him, his lips curling into a faint smile.

"In that case, I, Chen Feng of the human race, claim the first spot!"

Upon hearing the envoy's response, Chen Feng strode confidently toward the direction of the ceremonial column of light.

His conviction grew ever stronger! This, he believed, was the grand opportunity destined for his ascension!

His life's pinnacle moment was about to unfold!

With head held high, Chen Feng proceeded resolutely toward the ceremonial column of light. Observing his demeanor, the cultivators in the vicinity shook their heads.

Another unremarkable yet excessively self-assured individual.

"I wager this fellow won't last even a single breath!"

"You're overestimating him; I bet he'll be writhing in pain!"

Some began to mock as if diminishing others was the only means to assuage their own fears and apprehensions.

Among the crowd, Luan Xiaoyao and the Elder of Thousand Souls Town also caught sight of Chen Feng. Seeing him approach the ceremonial column of light, they shook their heads in unison.

"Being chosen by the envoy is already a tremendous opportunity."

"However, given this individual's temperament, his chances of passing the Demon Realm's selection ceremony are slim."

The Elder of Thousand Souls Town offered an objective assessment.

Luan Xiaoyao nodded silently, finding the evaluation reasonable. That fellow was excessively self-assured.

"He's entered the ceremonial column of light... one, two... hmm!?"

"This fellow has endured three breaths!"

"How is this possible!"

The cultivators in the vicinity, one after another, wore expressions of astonishment as they gazed at the figure within the ceremonial column of light.

He was the first to endure three breaths in the ceremony and a human cultivator at that!

"He seems to possess potential..."

Even the envoy from the Demon Realm revealed a satisfied expression. Though the ceremony had just begun, an early success was a positive omen.

This individual appeared unremarkable, yet surprisingly commendable in character, worthy of cultivation.

The Demon Realm placed great emphasis on temperament and lineage inheritance, far more than the ephemeral whims of Destiny.

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Hence, these were the paramount criteria for the envoy from the Demon Realm in selecting ascendant cultivators.

"Five breaths!"

"Six breaths!"

"Not a single sound! This fellow truly possesses endurance!"

At this moment, the attitude of the cultivators towards Chen Feng underwent a complete one-eighty. Initially mocking and derisive, now they hoped earnestly for Chen Feng's success, seeking solace in the prospect of his triumph.

"Could this individual truly possess such temperament? Have I misjudged him?" Even the Elder of Thousand Souls Town began to doubt his own discernment; he had always regarded Chen Feng as a frivolous libertine.

Not far from them, the Holy Son of the Underworld also wore a look of shock. He hadn't anticipated that Chen Feng possessed the qualifications to become his competitor. Chen Feng's standing in his estimation rose once again.

"Nine breaths!"

"Ten breaths!"

"Someone has finally endured ten breaths!"

"Someone has finally passed the selection!"

Cheers erupted from the crowd, with some even moved to tears. Chen Feng had given them hope!

After ten breaths, Chen Feng gracefully stepped out of the ceremonial column of light. Quietly, he concealed his right hand, adorned with a simple yet ancient ring, behind his back...

Chen Feng proceeded towards the envoy from the Demon Realm with unruffled composure, his face devoid of any signs of distress.

By now, the onlookers had completely revised their opinions. In their eyes, Chen Feng had transformed from a nondescript passerby into a distinguished scion of nobility, exuding an air of transcendence.

"Esteemed envoy, may I assume that I have passed the ascension selection?" Chen Feng's gaze drifted lightly onto the figure of the envoy from the Demon Realm, his smile as gentle as a breeze through willow branches.

He aimed to leave a remarkably perfect first impression. Thus, when the envoy bestowed opportunities in the future, it would be with even greater willingness.

Alas! Such were the vexations of a "Destiny Boy". Everyone clamored for their own opportunities, while he had to tend to their sentiments as well—an exhausting endeavor, Chen Feng mused jubilantly.

"Having effortlessly surpassed ten breaths, this gentleman must surely have passed the selection!" "Truly enviable!"

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"Rumor has it that the Demon Realm possesses the foremost array of resources among the six realms. If our human race could ascend to the Demon Realm, it would indeed be a tremendous opportunity."

"Humans can also practice the techniques of the Demon Clan and pursue the path of physical cultivation, thereby enhancing their strength!"

As the cultivators in the vicinity discussed, their gaze turned towards the envoy from the Demon Realm. They awaited the answer eagerly.

Many cast admiring glances towards Chen Feng, believing he had undoubtedly passed the selection. Regardless of which Upper Realm they ascended to, in their minds, it was a thousand times better than remaining in the mortal realm.

Ascending to an Upper Realm was the ultimate victory in life! This sentiment echoed in the hearts of all the cultivators participating in the ascension selection.

At this moment, Chen Feng appeared to be the ultimate victor in their eyes.

"Not passed." An unexpected pronouncement came from the lips of the envoy from the Demon Realm. Not passed? Why not? After enduring such a grueling trial within the ceremonial column of light for ten breaths, was he still deemed unfit?

Despair etched itself onto the faces of many cultivators. Reality proved to be even more brutal than they had imagined.

"Esteemed envoy, could you have made an error?"

"At such a young age, I have already achieved the King Stage cultivation. With exceptional talent and resolute temperament, how could I possibly fail the selection?"

Chen Feng couldn't accept this outcome. Even if he had relied on the mysterious ring left to him by his deceased parents to easily endure the trial within the ceremonial column of light.

As always, he had a premonition that this would be his grand opportunity. But why had things turned out this way? No one had come to challenge him this time, so how could this be possible!?

Suddenly, Chen Feng felt an urge to cry. He felt genuinely favored by the goddess of fate, but it seemed as if someone had intercepted her midway, snatching away his blessings and subjecting him to undeserved deprivation.

"I said you didn't pass, so you didn't pass!"

"Why should I explain myself to you?"

"I don't know how you managed to endure ten breaths within the ceremonial column of light."

"But after ten breaths, your innate bloodline failed to manifest in the slightest, nor did any signs of uniqueness arise."

"Such a rarity among rarities, of course, cannot pass the selection."

As the words of the envoy from the Demon Realm echoed, silence enveloped the crowd. A rarity among rarities! It struck right at the heart.