Cao Xian breathed out deeply, having used her last talisman that she had prepared herself. As a mber of the True Human Hall, her combat prowess was even lower than that of the alchemists of the Divine Cauldron Sect, but like most lifestyle practitioners, she was loaded with talismans, array plates, pills, and other ’auxiliary ans’.
Even though such a way of fighting might seem weird, this actually aligned with their main cultivation technique, the True Human Way, and it granted their self-made tools extra bonuses when cast with the special Human Energy they cultivated in their dantians using the qi cultivation path.
Whether it was Refined Spiritual Qi, Magic Power, or Dharma Power, they all bore the special trait of ’Human Energy’ for the Six Paths Samsara, all the way to the Ascension Realm and beyond. This energy would be infused into their products as they made them, and then, when cast out, it enhanced their products.
So then one might ask, how is this a demonic technique?! Seems pretty fine to anyone, right?
The reason it is a demonic technique is because it requires one to sell their products to anyone. True Human cultivators were the equivalent of black market arms dealers. For their cultivation speed to advance faster regardless of their base talent, like all demonic thods, their products must cause mayhem, suffering, and harm.
The Divine Deva Hall has called on the Desolate Hell Hall many tis to investigate the True Human Hall for signs of treachery in terms of supplying the righteous sects against them. The two of them deeply suspected that this was indeed the case, but they couldn’t prove it.
Cao Xian noticed that the enemies from the edge of the secret realm had stopped arriving, sighing with relief as she managed to persist until the end of the first test. She idly wondered what her score would be and how it would compare against the other peerless talents listed in this particular competition.
She walked through the secret realm portal and returned to the square, seeing that she was among the few who persisted to the end, with a large majority falling before the hour-long period could co to pass. Naturally, it was one thing for a demonic disciple with combat skills to slaughter an equal-level foe, and another to slaughter countless foes besieging them at the sa realm.
However, Cao Xian deeply disagreed. Even she wasn’t a combat-crazy person, but the details of this combat test were known to all of the sect and everyone participating, so even if you didn’t have good tools, surely you could learn one or two AOE Daoist arts?
Why do you think the Fire Stream Art and teor Spell existed the way they were, with large areas of effect? They were the basic elental spells of each elent at each realm because they were easy to learn and wielded great value even at the Entry level.
Not to ntion, the creatures that spawned were mindless beasts that charged with their physical bodies, not using any Daoist arts or cunning tactics unlike normal foes, so to be eliminated in just an hour with over a year to prepare...
Cao Xian gave a thumbs down!
Her eyes inadvertently fell on the figure who stood apart from their group as if he were his own person, feeling a bit of heaviness inside. She could still rember when he stood before her with re second-realm cultivation to redeem his items and threatened to kill her if she dared shortchange him.
At the ti, she took it for a feisty disposition, but now she understood how lucky she was not to push her luck.
The Divine Deva Overseer descended from above with a strange look on his face, trying his hardest not to look at Li Ling, much like the rest of the crowd.
"The Test of Combat has co to an end. The results are that 3,549 competitors were eliminated before the tir elapsed, while the rest managed to persist until the end. Check your sect tokens to know your position, score, and also check the live ranking."
Saying this, everyone imdiately checked and showed differing expressions in relation to their personal score, so seemingly expecting it, while others were either disappointed at how little they got or excited by how much they were awarded.
However, regardless of who or what, when they checked the overall rankings, their faces warped with strangeness, their eyes finally falling on Li Ling almost forcibly and unwillingly.
After all, those in the top ten, from second place to tenth place, all had points that were extrely close, in the tens of thousands. In that one-hour period of ti, using their own skilled and elite ans, they had managed to kill every monster that rushed them without any harm to themselves, pretty much a perfect run.
But looking at first place, the fellow had managed to get points that had three commas behind them...
After all, while even the second-best person rapidly killed enemies as they ca, Li Ling was practically killing them upon spawn, not even allowing them to fully form before they were scorched to death. Such a rate of killing was like letting the numbers run up the tab without a care for the consequences.
And the crazy thing was that the fellow had a bored expression on his face, as if he hadn’t done anything remarkable!
The young talents who were ranked at the top felt a deep indignation in their hearts, because even if they admitted that Li Ling was a monster, the gap should not be this ridiculous, right? A few were tempted to question the results, but with the entire sect’s upper echelon and even guests from the sister sect present, they would be making a great disgrace of themselves.
It was not shaful to lose, but it was extrely shaful to be a sore loser!
"The second test shall begin!" the Divine Deva Overseer announced, and with a snap of his fingers, the stage sported a stele that rose from the ground.
"Behind is a stele from one of our Wars of Conquest, dug out from an old ruin, that describes an esoteric art that can allow one to commune with the Underworld Envoy of the Six Paths. Your job is to comprehend as much of this art as you can within a three-hour period, and your answer shall be validated by your own effort," he added, nodding to the upper echelon behind him.
With a thunderous clap of his hand, he didn’t give anyone ti to interject, straight away bellowing, "You may begin!"
Imdiately, everyone sat cross-legged on the ground, casting their Dharma Senses toward the stele to engrave its contents into their minds and ponder upon it. This was also a part of the test, because those with stronger and more comprehensive Dharma Senses would be able to knock away those of others and absorb more of the content per round, giving their users an advantage in terms of ti.
However, the faces of many fellows changed as they halted imdiately, not daring to take a step forward with their Dharma Senses, because they could sense a colossus passing by calmly like a king walking through his garden.
In the realm of Dharma Sense, if everyone was the size of a human adult, with the top talents having burly bodies or exaggerated muscles, then Li Ling was like the Hulk as he strode forward without caring, trampling on so Dharma Senses in his way, shattering them and causing their users to faint, severely injured.
Forget this test, whether those fellows could even continue the entire tournant was up in the air, chilling the hearts of many as the preliminaries weren’t even over and so unlucky fellows had been disqualified right from the second test!
Li Ling didn’t linger long, scanning the stele once before making way for the others to also have a chance, with the top talents glancing at him as he passed with complicated expressions, moving to replace him and wrestle with the rest of the rabble for a chance to read the contents of the stele.
anwhile, Li Ling glanced at the Infinite Slaughter System, which displayed a new Daoist art with an interesting na, called White and Black Impermanence, with a shocking initial cost of 10,000 Slaughter Points to go from uninitiated to the Entry stage.
Interested, Li Ling smiled as he paid the price and felt a wave of comprehension wash over him.
Much like when comprehending his Unique Immortal Art, the comprehension of this art generated phenona that were visible. This ti, the phantoms of two young girls with pristine, creamy white skin and short bob-cut hair appeared.
The one on the left had pristine white hair and wore an ankle-length white robe without any shoes, leaving her dainty feet bare.
The one on the right had pitch-black hair and wore the sa kind of ankle-length black robe without any footwear as well.
Each of them had cold expressions and wielded large scythes twice the size of their bodies, the blade colored white for the White Impermanence and the blade colored black for the Black Impermanence.
The mont they appeared, the entire stadium beca as quiet as death, without anyone able to speak due to a strange suppressive effect.
It was then that they heard a shocked and intrigued gasp, turning to see that it was the previously silent Sect Master Ming Yue, who had sat up in his seat as if he had seen sothing truly impossible.
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