Of course, these geniuses didn't ridicule Sanqing and the others too much—they only looked at them with pity.
But that pity was even more unbearable for Sanqing and the rest. They were top-tier geniuses from the Prehistoric World, peerless among the powerful. How could they be looked down upon like this? It was simply humiliating.
"Older Brother, are we following our hearts too much? Even now, no god is willing to take us as disciples. Are we really that unworthy?"
Lingbao Tianzun spoke uneasily.
Yuanshi Tianzun also glanced nervously at Older Brother, uncertain of what lay ahead.
"Don't be nervous. We won't know the outcome until the very end."
Daode Tianzun tried to remain composed. Despite his own anxiety, he couldn't afford to show fear in front of his two younger brothers—if he panicked, they would panic even more.
As time passed, the other geniuses left one by one. They had all found masters willing to accept them and departed from the Hall of Enlightenment.
Even the worst among them became disciples of God Armament-level gods, while many were accepted by God Kings. Eventually, only a few figures remained—Sanqing and a handful of others. The hall became quiet and desolate.
"What's going on? Is it true that no god is willing to take us in?"
"Impossible. Are our qualifications really that poor?"
"What are the criteria those gods use to choose disciples?"
Sanqing, Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhen Yuanzi, Zhunti, Jieyin, and the others exchanged confused and uneasy glances. None of them understood what was happening, and they were all filled with uncertainty.
Whoosh!
At that moment, God General Yi appeared and looked at Sanqing and the others with a complicated expression.
"Master Yi!"
Sanqing and the others quickly greeted him, eager to ask what was going on—why no god had chosen them.
"Alright, I know what you want to ask. Don't worry, I can only say this—you're incredibly lucky."
God General Yi shook his head, his eyes filled with envy as he looked at them.
Truthfully, he didn't know what emotion to use when facing these lucky ones.
Becoming a direct disciple of the Chaos City Lord? That was a fortune beyond imagination—far more astonishing than any adventure. He couldn't even fathom what kind of blessings awaited them.
This news had stunned the gods of the heavens.
Because of this, no other god dared to approach Sanqing and the others. After all, if the Chaos City Lord himself wanted to take them as disciples, who would dare interfere?
Great fortune?!
Hearing this, Sanqing and the others looked at one another in disbelief. They didn't understand what God General Yi meant. No gods had wanted to accept them, and yet now he said they were fortunate?
Still, a spark of realization flickered in their hearts. They thought of a possibility—an impossible one—too wild to entertain. And yet...
"Enough talk. Come with me."
God General Yi waved his hand and led Sanqing and the others away.
They didn't dare to ask more and silently followed him. After exiting the Hall of Enlightenment, they took many twists and turns before arriving at a towering structure.
"T-This is...!"
They looked up in shock. Before them stood the City Lord's Mansion—the residence of the Chaos City Lord.
It was the most forbidden of forbidden places in Chaos City, a place even gods rarely set foot in.
"Go in," God General Yi said to them.
"Master Yi, you're not coming with us?"
Sanqing and the others turned to him.
"I don't have the qualifications to enter without permission," God General Yi replied, shaking his head. "Just remember—this is an unprecedented opportunity. You must seize it. If you fail... don't blame anyone. Everything ends here."
He looked at them solemnly.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master Yi."
Sanqing and the others bowed deeply. Though God General Yi hadn't said everything outright, his meaning was clear enough. They were not fools.
There was no doubt now—the Chaos City Lord had set his eyes on them and intended to make them his disciples.
Otherwise, why would they be brought to the City Lord's Mansion?
No wonder no other gods had approached them. Who would dare snatch disciples from the Chaos City Lord? That would be courting death!
An eternal opportunity—this must be it!
But just as God General Yi had said, whether they could seize it depended on their own abilities. Entering the City Lord's Mansion was only the beginning—a test awaited.
If they failed to meet the Chaos City Lord's expectations, everything would end here.
With that sobering thought, everyone became tense and focused.
Boom!
Suddenly, the gate of the City Lord's Mansion opened with a deep rumble. A burst of pure, boundless energy surged out from within.
This was not just Chaos Energy, but Origin Energy—energy filled with unfathomable mysteries.
"This...!"
The eyes of Sanqing and the others lit up with amazement. Just standing there, they felt the energy nourish every corner of their bodies. Their magic power surged, increasing at a geometric rate.
As Quasi-Saints, increasing their magic power was normally extremely difficult.
But now, merely standing at the gate and absorbing a trace of leaked energy had boosted their power by what seemed like thousands of years' worth of cultivation.
"Don't just stand there in a daze—go in."
God General Yi urged again.
"Yes!"
Sanqing and the others snapped out of their trance and immediately stepped into the City Lord's Mansion.
Boom~~
In the next moment, the gates closed behind them, sealing them off as if from another dimension.
They had only passed through a door, and yet they felt as if they had crossed into an entirely different world—like mortals entering the realm of immortals.
Inside, they discovered that the City Lord's Mansion was like a miniature universe, sealed by cosmic barriers and completely isolated from the outside.
No creature could leave this place without permission.
Moreover, the atmosphere was filled with a level of energy far surpassing the spiritual Qi of the Prehistoric World, even stronger than Chaos Energy itself.
"You've arrived."
At that moment, a voice echoed.