Night slowly descended from the horizon, blanketing the Great Yuan Empire.Northeast of the Empire, Bashan County, which was known as the home country of the dark night, was even darker.
The thick dark clouds seemed to churn above everyone's heads.
Strong winds swept past and thunder rumbled, shaking the entire 100,000 barren mountain.On this night, the moonless moonless stars and ancient mountains constantly emitted the roars of wild beasts, as well as the wails of prey as they struggled to die.
This was an interpretation of how the heavens chose the fittest to live.
This was an eternal and unchanging truth.At the foot of the mountain, at the edge of the dense forest, there were over twenty young men and women wearing black clothes.
They stood motionlessly under a huge stone platform, neatly lining up in two rows.
Their voices were not heard, as if they were statues that blended into the night.Several white-haired old men also wore rough black robes.
They stood on the stone platform and looked down.
Although it was so dark that they couldn't even see their fingers, every young man could clearly feel the gazes of the old men sweeping past them.No one doubted their actions and even the smallest expressions were clearly seen by the old men because they grew up in Bashan.
Bashan was from a dark land.
During a year, nine months would pass in the dark night.The long night allowed Bashan people to have keen vision and spiritual sense far beyond ordinary people.
They had already adapted to the environment here and developed a pair of eyes that could absorb minute rays of light.
For them, night was like day for ordinary people.The Bashan Clan was one of the top clansmen of Bashan.
They knew how to enjoy the night.
Even the clan's Coming of Age Ceremony would be carried out on the darkest rainy night.Not long after, an aged and calm voice pierced through the thunder and rang out in the ears of young men and women.
"Tonight, this is the Coming of Age Ceremony for the hundredth generation of our Bashan Clan.
You will soon become adults.""I'm sure all of you have heard of the rules.
The last person standing on the stage will represent our Bashan Clan in a year's time and leave the mountains to pay respects to our ancestors in the capital."After a moment of deliberation, Qin Ye muttered to himself, "If I were to follow Fang Zongnan's wishes, I hope that all of you would be able to obtain this kind of glory."Fang Zongnan's voice grew increasingly low.
He suddenly looked up towards the sky and said, "However, this day doesn't pity our Fang Clan!
All the ancestors of our Fang Clan can only stay here in the mountains, together with those fierce beasts and powerful enemies!""So, no matter which one of you is lucky enough to walk out of the mountains, you must forever remember that the heavens and earth are heartless, and the fittest live on.
This world doesn't need the weak, nor does our Fang Clan!"The ancient voice echoed throughout the mountains.
It pierced through the rolling thunder and reverberated beneath the sea of clouds.
The heavens seemed to sense the provocation in the old man's words.
With a loud crackling sound, a thick electric light tore through the sea of clouds and hacked down towards the old man.Rumble!?The bolt of lightning struck Fang Zongnan's apex, displaying Fang Zongnan's expression of grief and indignation.His white hair fluttered and his long beard raged.
However, his upright body didn't even shake.
It seemed that this lightning that condensed the might of heaven and earth was ineffective against him.Not only him, but the several people around him were also bathed in the shockwaves of the electric light.
The electric light quickly spread across the entire stone platform and flew around like the roots of an old tree.The old man's voice echoed in the hall as usual, "Now, the Coming of Age Ceremony has officially begun.
Fang Ten Thousand Years, go on stage!"In the last ten thousand years, the Fang Family was currently in the middle of the fourth generation.
They were the strongest.
At the age of eighteen, they had already cultivated into a seventh stage martial artist, and their name shook the mountains.A seven-foot tall and burly-bear-like youngster loudly agreed and leapt up.Surprisingly, there was a faint trace of azure lightning under his feet.
His figure flashed with lightning as if he was treading on lightning."Good, good luck Big Brother Wan Nian!
We support you!""Brother Wannian, well done!
You will definitely stand at the end!"The young men and women below the stage cheered.
Fang Wannian had a good relationship with his peers, but the youths cheered not only for this reason, but also for the fact that he was the first to step onto the stage.Every member of the Fang Clan knew that Lei Zetai's rule was that he could only go up and down.
Unless there was only one person left, if he wanted to come down, he would either be struck by lightning or beaten down by his own clansmen.The Fang family had lived in poverty for nearly a thousand years.
It wasn't that there were people who were afraid of jumping off the stage, but this kind of clansmen would be despised by all their clansmen.
They would even be deprived of their surnames and chased out of the clan.
Even if they died, they would not be able to raise their heads in front of their clansmen.
After they died, they would not be allowed to be buried in the clan's graveyard.Fang Wannian's appearance on the stage meant that he had suffered many more lightning strikes than the others.
Moreover, he had to face the challenges of every clan member.
This was obviously unfair, but who told him to be the clan master Fang Zongnan's grandson and the strongest powerhouse of the fourth generation?The Thunder Pavilion had been built from countless lightning pools.
Each and every one of them had been buried in the depths of the lightning domain swamp.
Only after countless years of thunder and lightning strikes had it gradually revealed itself.This type of stone material attracted a large amount of lightning strikes during the thunderstorm weather.
Although it was not one of the treasures, it was even rarer than third or fourth ranked treasures.
Ever since the Fang family settled down in the mountains, many generations of clansmen had not come out after entering the lightning swamp.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it was made from the flesh of clansmen..Fang Wannian, who was standing on the platform, stood unwavering like an iron tower.
In the blink of an eye, a bolt of lightning pierced through the air and slammed down on Fang Wannian's head.The lightning bolts exploded and thunder rumbled.
After the lightning bolts faded away, they were unharmed for ten thousand years.
He couldn't help but laugh loudly.
"The day I was born, there was a thunderbolt coming.
How could a small lightning bolt be of any help to me?!"The youths below the stage cheered loudly.
Not only did they congratulate Fang for 10,000 years, but they also cheered for themselves.

After that, they too had to undergo the baptism of lightning.
After the baptism, they could truly be considered as part of the Fang Family.Elder Fang, who had already withdrawn from the lightning platform, also secretly nodded when he saw this.
He quickly congratulated Fang Zongnan."Congratulations to the Patriarch for obtaining the heir.
If nothing unexpected happens, ten thousand years will be a sure win."Fang Zongnan twirled his beard and smiled, "I've been naughty since I was a child, but I haven't lost my skills."Afterwards, the youths below the stage began to challenge the challengers one by one.
Every time someone stepped onto the stage, lightning bolts would strike everyone on the stage.
Fang Wannian was repeatedly bombarded by eighteen bolts of lightning, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.
Often, a single punch could send the challengers off the stage.
The strength of a seventh stage martial artist was clearly displayed..The brothers who had been beaten off the stage all laughed and scolded Fang Wannian for being too ruthless.
They all considered when they would be able to get back at this place, but none of them truly harbored any grudges in their hearts.Finally, there was only one man and woman left.
As long as they surpassed him, Fang Wannian would be the only one left in the new generation to walk out of the mountains.
However, the normally arrogant and unruly Fang Wannian suddenly fell silent.
The other young men and women who had succeeded in the baptism also fell silent.
Everyone looked at the remaining youth of their own race, but no one said a word..The reason was very simple.
This young man was blind.Although the Bashan people lived in the dark all year round, they all had a pair of bright, snow-white pupils.
This pair of pupils allowed them to ignore the night and walk normally in the dark world.If he even lost his pupils, then what he faced was the true night.The young man stood there alone, his thin and weak body as if he would fly in the wind, let alone be struck by lightning.
But at this moment, his eyes were closed and his eyelashes lightly fluttered.
A faint smile hung on his pale face."Brothers and sisters, isn't it my turn?
Why aren't you talking?"No one, including Fang Wannian on the stage, spoke up.
They all revealed looks of pity and sympathy.
They had always been close to each other, and even if they were to compete for the Mountain Sect's candidates this time, they didn't shake the familial affection between them.
Moreover, this youth in front of them was the youngest of them all.
He was the younger brother of all of them, born blind child Fang Wanli.Finally, someone in the crowd spoke up.
It was a handsome young woman with blurry eyes.
A tactful voice rang out, "Brother Wan Li, don't go up.
Your older brothers and sisters all know that you are the best among us.
Even if you don't go on stage, no one will look down on you.""...""That's right.
Who dares to spout half a word of gossip?
I'll ask Fang Wannian's fists first!" Fang Wannian's voice thundered across the platform."Big Sister Wanshui, Big Brother Wannian, thank you.
But if I want to officially become a member of the Fang Clan, I'll definitely win."Everyone saw Fang Wanli's determination and became even more anxious.
They all stepped forward to try and persuade him.Fang Wanli was born blind and physically weak.
Normally, during training, everyone only allowed him to stand aside and never let him participate.
His physique was even weaker than ordinary people's.
How could they bear to see him go up to the stage and suffer from the lightning strikes?Fang Wanli was surrounded by people.
Listening to the anxious yet incomparably friendly voices around him, he couldn't help but feel warmth in his heart.He could feel that everyone really cared and cared for him.
Although he couldn't see their appearances, anxious faces appeared clearly in his mind.
These faces had accompanied him for eighteen whole years.
As long as he wanted, he could touch them at any time and anywhere.
As long as he reached out his hand, he would be able to get their help at any time..He smiled contentedly.
He was lucky enough to live his life in the Fang Clan.
Even if he died on Leize's stage, it would still be enough to smile at Jiuquan.Seeing that they couldn't persuade him, everyone became a little anxious.
Fang Wannian jumped down from the stone platform and winked at his other brother.
The two of them didn't say anything else and picked up Fang Wanli and left.Seeing this, the others quickly protected their surroundings, as if they were afraid that Fang Wanli would break free and rush up to the lightning platform.His two strong arms passed through Fang Wanli's armpits and hurriedly carried him away.
He didn't struggle.
Feeling the force coming from his arms and the temperature through his clothes, his heart seemed to be pulled up, and his nose was sore and he wanted to cry.But he didn't have any tears.
He didn't have any tears as soon as he was born...Just then, Fang Zongnan's voice sounded from behind them, "You little rascals, stop right there!"Everyone felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
It felt even more terrifying than the real lightning strike they had experienced when they had boarded the battle stage.Everyone stopped moving and looked at Fang Zongnan in unison.
This old man was their Patriarch and Founder, and at the same time, he was also a ninth-ranked Martial Master.
He was the strongest martial artist in the clan, and because of his existence, the Fang Family was able to establish themselves in Bashan.
No one dared to offend him for nearly a hundred years.Within a thousand li radius, Fang Zongnan's words were the Heaven's Will.
No one dared to disobey him inside or outside the Fang Family.Seeing Fang Zong Nan and the clan elders walking over step by step, the boys and girls were all flustered.
If the Patriarch ordered them to come out, then Fang Wanli...Fang Wanshui suddenly had a stroke of inspiration.
Disregarding his injuries, he struggled back to his knees and kowtowed three times in a row, "Patriarch, for the sake of Wanli's parents, please let him go!"The other brothers and sisters suddenly realized something and knelt on the ground, "Please let Wan Li-brother off!"