The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!

The sound gradually dissipated into the void.

The Mirror of Judgment unleashed a beam of light that reached the heavens and the earth, enveloping all the remaining contestants on the Spirit Path.

Everyone was well aware of the situation on Linglu Road.

Some people believe they cannot obtain the Spirit Crown, so they wait for the Spirit Path to accept them and receive the final spiritual infusion.

There are quite a few people like this.

When Bing Tianxiao opened his eyes again, the desolate mountain path in front of him had disappeared, replaced by a magnificent and solemn golden palace.

Above the main hall, five unfathomable auras stood silently, none other than the deans of the five academies.

"Good job, little guy."

Dean Tiansong of Qingtian Spiritual Academy spoke first.

He stroked his beard and laughed heartily, his gaze sweeping over Bing Tianxiao with undisguised admiration: "In a place like the Spirit Road, it's not just about strength, but also about character. You've certainly given us old folks a good show."

"Indeed, it was possible to break through under such circumstances and ultimately win the championship."

You truly deserve the title of the Crowned One.

Dean Taicang nodded slightly, his tone carrying a hint of expectation.

Despite the envious or awe-inspiring gazes around him, Bing Tianxiao cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the higher authorities: "Your Excellencies are too kind. I was merely fortunate to receive such an honor."

"Luck is also a part of strength."

Dean Tang Qiu chuckled softly, his gaze sweeping over Luo Li and Wen Qingxuan beside him.

Finally, the comment came down to Mu Chen: "This year's Spiritual Path has produced quite a few remarkable talents."

Only the Dean of the Holy Spirit Academy had a gloomy expression.

He flicked his sleeve and snorted coldly, "Since the outcome is already decided, let's begin."

"Um."

The other four nodded as well.

Immediately getting to the point:

"You are all very good. We have observed your experiences on the spiritual path through the Mirror of Judgment."

To have reached this point, you can all be considered true prodigies. The five academies have completely opened their doors to you.

Next, as you all know, everyone who comes here will receive the final initiation of the Spiritual Path.

But this depends on the token you have. The first-level token will receive a spiritual infusion.

A level nine token receives the infusion of nine streams of spiritual energy.

At the same time, the evaluations obtained by those who hold level nine tokens from the five major academies will undergo a qualitative change.

Each of them possesses the qualities to be crowned a 'king'.

The words "King's Qualification" caused a stir among most of the students, as it was practically the highest honor on the Spiritual Path.

It can be said that those who are deemed to have the qualities of a king will inevitably attract the attention of the academy in the future.

No wonder the requirements for a level nine token are so difficult. I just don't know who will be awarded the title of king on this Spiritual Path.

"This nine-story platform corresponds to the tokens for each level. The first level is the first floor. Please take your places here."

With a flick of his finger, the Dean of the Holy Spirit Academy made this illusory platform truly manifest in the world.

As Dean Tiansheng's voice fell, an ancient and boundless pressure suddenly erupted from the majestic nine-story golden platform.

That oppressive aura was there to test the qualifications of those who ascended the high platform.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bing Tianxiao stepped out first.

His expression was calm, and his figure was as swift as the wind. Under the gaze of countless complex eyes, he stepped into the air and ascended step by step.

First floor, second floor... fifth floor...

The oppressive aura that would be as heavy as Mount Tai for ordinary students was like a gentle breeze in front of him, and it couldn't even make him pause for a second.

In the blink of an eye, he was standing at the very top of the pyramid—the ninth level.

Bing Tianxiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking down from the highest point. The wind blew his black hair, making it flutter loudly.

At this moment, all of his usual laziness vanished.

Instead, it possesses a chilling sharpness and domineering aura.

Those who possess the crown of spirit should ascend to the very top.

Following closely behind was a captivating silver silhouette.

Luo Li held the Luo Shen Sword, and lotus flowers bloomed with every step she took.

She didn't look at anyone else; her glassy eyes were fixed on only that one person's back.

She landed lightly on the ninth floor and then stood naturally half a step behind Bing Tianxiao.

"snort!"

A cold snort rang out, and Wen Qingxuan transformed into a stream of light, as proud as a golden phoenix.

In a few flashes, it broke through the barrier of oppressive power and landed steadily on the other side of the ninth floor.

Her beautiful eyes swept over Bing Tianxiao and Luo Li, her red lips curving slightly, revealing a hint of unyielding arrogance.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Chen remained calm and composed, yet his speed was extremely fast, and he stepped onto the ninth floor without any hindrance.

Behind him, Wu Ling, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, walked with steady and powerful steps, each step sounding like muffled thunder.

Finally, he stood on this highest platform, which symbolized "King-level" qualifications.

At this point, five figures stood side by side on the ninth floor.

They were like five insurmountable mountains, their aura making the people below feel suffocated.

The other students, looking at the five people high above them, were filled with envy and jealousy.

But all he could do was sigh helplessly.

If you're not as skilled as someone else, you have to admit defeat.

Subsequently, the remaining dozens of figures began to set off one after another.

Ji Xuan's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. He stared intently at Bing Tianxiao, who stood at the highest point, a flash of resentment in his eyes.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and landed at the end of the ninth floor.

Although he was still on the ninth floor, compared to the first floor that stood high above, he seemed to be a head shorter and had become a complete foil.

There are quite a few others that also ended up on the ninth floor, but many of the names that were originally familiar to everyone are missing.

As everyone took their places, the entire nine-story golden platform seemed to come alive.

The number of people is distributed in a pyramid shape from bottom to top.

The bottom floor has the most people, and the number decreases as you go up, until the ninth floor, where there are only a dozen or so people.

This stark sense of class division was cruelly and realistically presented to everyone.

"Alright, now that everyone is in position."

Dean Taicang looked at the spirited young men and women on the ninth floor, his eyes full of smiles, and then waved his hand:

"Then let's begin the spiritual energy infusion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five deans made their move simultaneously.

Above the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and vast spiritual power poured down like the Milky Way from the heavens.

In an instant, the magnificent nine-story golden platform was completely submerged in dazzling light.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that this spiritual energy is actually condensed from the essence of countless rare and precious materials through the profound mysteries of the Mirror of Judgment.

Only the five major institutes could afford to provide such a facility for their students.

Everyone on the platform, feeling the pure spiritual energy, stopped wasting time and sat down cross-legged.

They fully circulated their respective techniques, drawing spiritual energy into their bodies.