When Brother Cheng learned that the third test was about manipulating different immortal powers, he almost burst out laughing.

This was way too easy.

Controlling immortal power depends on two aspects.

First, the understanding of different attribute powers; second, the strength of the immortal soul.

In these two regards, if he claims second, no one in the Immortal Realm would dare claim first.

After all, he possesses a thousand different profound patterns and has reached the highest level of understanding of a thousand different attributes in the Immortal Realm.

Although he can't use the profound patterns due to the current soul-body separation, the learned rules and knowledge won't disappear.

These powers are as obedient as they were part of his own body.

As for the immortal soul, he possesses a mutated immortal soul beyond ten thousand ancients.

Even if a tiny sliver enters Cai Ying's body, it's streets ahead of those on-site quasi-emperors.

Outsiders considered this to be Cai Ying's biggest weakness.

Yet little did they know, this round made Brother Cheng even more relaxed.

He was absolutely bullying the other quasi-emperors, wasn't he?

If possible, he could handle it with just one finger.

As time passed, the eighth-grade immortal artifact masters at the early stage of quasi-emperor also gradually left the arena.

The difficulty kept increasing, and they couldn't hold on any longer.

But Master Tu Qin, being a ninth-grade immortal artifact master, remained as one of the two longest persisting contestants.

His performance had once again surpassed previous champions.

But unfortunately, he was one of two.

Everyone could only shake their heads and sigh upon witnessing this scene.

One with a single hand, one with both hands.

One at ease, one sweating profusely.

The contrast was brutal.

Even outsiders could tell who the eventual winner would be.

If Tu Qin was born, why was Cai Ying born!

In any other competition year, this old man would undoubtedly take the top spot.

If he had competed one year earlier, his record-breaking achievements would have caused a sensation, with countless people worshipping him.

But of all times, he chose this year.

He encountered Brother Cheng, the King Bi.

In front of the King Bi, how could he outshine him?

In every round, he was perfectly suppressed, his spotlight completely stolen.

The Master tried his best.

To make up for the previous two defeats, restore his image, and regain his status, he risked everything in this round.

Finally, he sustained until the 13th minute before making an error and being forced to leave the field.

This performance was three minutes longer than those early-stage quasi-emperors from before.

But sadly, Cai Ying was still continuing inside.

Once he was out, he immediately looked back into the field, and upon seeing the single-handed celestial immortal figure, he almost spat blood on the spot.

"Impossible, this is impossible…"

He pointed trembling fingers in that direction, jealousy and unwillingness burning through his consciousness, desperate to rush in and interrupt.

But even if he did, Cai Ying was already the first in the third round.

"How could she do it?"

"How could a celestial immortal do such a thing?"

"There must be deception, there must be!"

His voice echoed throughout the venue, but no response came.

Even the previously skeptical immortal artifact masters had nothing to say now.

The first round could still be explained by memorizing materials.

But the second and third rounds were all about artifact refining operations, cheating was impossible, what deception could there be?

This was a straightforward display of true power.

In the end, Brother Cheng successfully lasted until the end of the third round.

Once again setting an unprecedented, unbreakable record.

When Cai Ying exited the competition space and returned to the arena, uncontrollable cheers erupted all around.

Connecting this to her previous words, many people even began to truly believe she was a ninth-grade immortal artifact master.

"She must be hiding her strength!"

"Definitely an elusive ninth-grade immortal artifact master!"

"Exactly, if anyone still thinks she's just second or third grade, they're either stupid or malicious!"

"Who would've thought, there's a fifth ninth-grade immortal artifact master in the Demon Realm!"

Three Demon Emperors approached her, yet this time, under Brother Cheng's guidance, Cai Ying didn't even spare them a glance.

She completely ignored them in a magnificent manner.

This made the three Great Emperors extremely awkward.

They already regretted it.

Had they known this girl would seize the top spot in the element control test of the third round, they would never have threatened her earlier.

To achieve this level, she's most likely a ninth-grade immortal artifact master with no doubt.

Even though her celestial immortal realm defies logic, her competition results were clear.

The thought of having clashed with a ninth-grade immortal artifact master was a loss beyond measure.

Others witnessing this scene secretly reveled in their misfortune.

These three Demon Emperors were indeed unworthy of taking her as a disciple.

What could you possibly teach a ninth-grade immortal artifact master?

As the fourth artifact refining group competition began three days later, there were more than just three Demon Emperors observing from the high stage.

At least twenty Demon Emperors from the Holy Hall were present.

This was an unprecedented spectacle in the history of the Evangelical Assembly.

Given the prestige of a Demon Emperor, even on the last day of the assembly, there wouldn't be more than ten present.

But this time, Cai Ying's performance was too astonishing, too sensational.

Even these Demon Emperors couldn't stay still.

The Demon Emperors who arrived later found Cai Ying in the arena, feeling utterly incomprehensible.

"Is it her?"

"She looks just like an ordinary celestial immortal."

"Did she really come first in the first three rounds?"

"Did she really overpower Tu Qin?"

"Is she truly suspected to be a ninth-grade immortal artifact master?"

"A celestial immortal realm grandmaster? Isn't that a bit too absurd?"

Amidst their skeptical discussions, the final round of the artifact refining group's competition officially began.

Then, they, like everyone else, fell into astonishment.

The fourth round was about fusion arrays.

Typically, several arrays are inscribed on an immortal artifact to augment its power.

Artifact refiners don't need to inscribe them themselves, just melt the existing inscriptions into place.

However, this step is the greatest hurdle vexing countless immortal artifact masters.

Compatibility and matching issues between different arrays can easily trigger a chain reaction, ultimately causing the already formed immortal artifact to collapse.

In face of the myriad virtual inscription illusions within the competition space, the remaining 20,000 immortal artifact masters employed every trick they knew.

However, as before, faced with the monstrous difficulty, contestants failed one after another right from the start.

One immortal artifact master after another was cleared from the field.

In the end, only the few eighth-grade immortal artifact masters and Master Tu Qin, and... Cai Ying remained.

Perhaps because he cared too much about the success or failure of this round, Tu Qin was extremely unsettled.

He couldn't help but glance at Cai Ying, which led to a mistake in the competition, prematurely eliminating him.

He couldn't even hold onto the previously secured second place.

This utterly broke him, almost driving him insane on the spot.

Meanwhile, Brother Cheng's performance was consistently steady.

He had no choice; not only was he a maxed-out ninth-grade immortal artifact master by the system, but he was also a ninth-grade immortal array master and inscriber.

In the realm of fusion arrays, he had a far greater advantage than any immortal artifact master alive.

For him, this round was still just child's play.