Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

The Spirit Profound Martial House, the Blue Cloud Pavilion at the top of the mountain, in the plaza in front of the Hall, along with the participating disciples of the Quarterfinals, were mostly teleported into the Formation World by the rune stone tablet.    

    

On scene, other than the disciples who had failed in their testing, there were also the thousand core disciples, the hundreds of direct disciples, and the three clan leaders who sat cross-legged on three high platforms and looked down at everyone else.    

    

Sect Master Ying Yuanzi suddenly waved his sleeve, and an azure light shot out from his sleeve. As he flew in the air, he suddenly split into twenty threads of light and shot into the twenty rune stone tablet s.    

    

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!    

    

In a split-second, the runes on the twenty stone tablets flashed and shot out twenty beams of light into the sky. They gradually condensed into balls of light several meters wide in the air.    

    

The surface of the twenty balls of light was as smooth as a mirror, the scene reflected on them was the Earth Hall disciples who were already fighting in the array formation.    

    

Everyone had a different expression as they stared straight at the intense battle that was happening in the ball of light. From their shocked expressions, it was clear that they had never experienced such a brutal Trial assessment before.    

    

Under this kind of gaze, more and more people teleported out from the side of the stone tablet. These people, were the losers who had been killed in the Formation World, and upon returning to the real world, regardless of whether they were men or women, their faces were all deathly pale, staring blankly for a few seconds. Only then did they regain their senses and realize that they had not died.    

    

Although it was an illusory magic array, it was also an extremely realistic experience. All of the feelings of pain and suffering, as well as the sudden cardiac arrest as a result, were similar to the real world.    

    

They never wanted to experience that horrible feeling of death again.    

    

Looking at the scene of the ball of light in the sky, these people clenched their fists, their hearts burning with fighting spirit. Next time, I must become even stronger.    

    

The rune array of these twenty stone tablets was the rune killing array that he had developed recently. The goal was to temper the disciples who had grown up in these greenhouses and experience true life and death battles, so that they would be aware of their own inadequacies, and would be able to train as much as they could in the future.    

    

At this time, on the altar of Formation World, the battle of the people had entered into a white-hot stage. Everyone's eyes were red from killing, and some of the lower cultivation disciples had reached a tacit understanding with each other, forming a group to kill off the stronger ones.    

    

Although they were all fellow disciples of the same sect in the Spirit Profound Martial House, they always fought with each other internally. They fought for status, fought for treasures, fought for cultivation resources, fought for pills, fought for cultivation methods and secret manuals ?    

    

Sometimes, when a dispute escalated to the point where they almost had to fight, the sect could do nothing about it. Perhaps the sect had intentionally made them fight like this to motivate the sect disciples, to let them know that no matter where they went, there was nothing beautiful that could be obtained without hard work.    

    

You want to obtain more cultivation resources? It was very simple. One could climb higher and obtain various resources by stepping on top of other geniuses. Sect elders, hall masters, or even higher ranking sect masters, which one of them hadn't grown up from such a brutal competition?