As soon as Remus' words fell, all the wolf beasts stopped.They had cultivated for decades, and they naturally understood human speech.The cultivators were also stunned for a moment.What was Remus talking about? Did he just mention wanting to talk to the Wolf King?Remus looked at the Wolf King, neither servile nor overbearing, and said, "I won't take long, just a few words. It won't affect you in any way and it won't be too late to act after I've spoken!"The Wolf King stared at Remus and finally moved, slowly descending from the mountain. Its steps were very steady, exuding the demeanor of a king.As it moved, the moonlight filtered through the dense leaves, casting speckled lights upon it, making it appear even clearer.The cultivators in the distance watched this scene with wide eyes.Even though they were far away from Remus, they couldn't help but feel tense. After all, with the Wolf King being so large and of such high cultivation, it would have put pressure on anyone.

Everyone's hearts trembled simultaneously.The reason sounded ridiculous, but it was indeed the only difference between the two instances. Other than that, everything was the same—they had slowly approached the pack and attempted to negotiate. There wasn't any difference."It must be!""I think that's possible!""Apart from that, there's nothing else!"Everyone nodded in agreement.After they all had spoken, the scene suddenly became silent again. Although they knew where the problem lay, no one dared to actually go for it.Going in a group yielded slight hope for survival, but one person would stand no chance at all if they failed.Silence prevailed for a good ten minutes.Finally, someone stood up and shouted, "As cultivators, we are always seeking immortality against the law of nature! If we fear even a slight difficulty in front of us, how can we progress further? If you don't dare to go, I do! If you don't dare to risk it, I do! Fellow cultivators, see you at the assess

Wilda fell silent and looked at Emerson again.Indeed, Emerson remained the sole candidate to have passed, with a significant 15 minutes elapsing without another contender in sight.That meant he was far ahead of the others. It wasn't excessive to confirm that the immortal appeared because of him."Congratulations, Master Hewitt, on acquiring a genius disciple blessed by the heavens!"Morris and the others were eager to bend over and offer their congratulations, seizing any opportunity to be close to Wilda and to butter her up.Wilda remained calm and said, "I am not a Master yet, and Emerson has not confirmed that he will cultivate with me. It is too early to congratulate.""It's not too early at all," Elena laughed and said, "After this assessment, you will be conferred the title of Master, and if not you, who else would Emerson choose? If you feel unsure, you can have him confirm his cultivation with you as his Master right now."Her statement was almost like openly advising

The sound of footsteps was not loud, but it was particularly grating in such a quiet environment.Everyone turned their heads to look.Elena and her group were full of expectations.Wilda's heart began to race.Emerson instantly furrowed his brows, his eyes turning cold. He had just said no one else could pass, and now someone did? It was like a slap in the face.The next moment, everyone saw the head of a tiger beast poking out from the dense forest.Elena and the others' expressions collapsed instantly, feeling a sense of despair, as if someone was showing off right in front of them and they were powerless to stop it.It was a profound disappointment.Wilda's heartbeat slowed down, a bitter smile showing under her veil. She hadn't expected that one day she would hope for a miracle to happen.Were there miracles in the world?They were all but the result of continuous effort. In that case, there were clearly no miracles.Emerson's brow relaxed, and a smug smile appeared

With Wilda's words, an invisible pressure permeated the air, making it difficult to breathe and maintain composure despite the absence of any visible force.Morris and the other two turned pale.Elena also became uneasy.It was well known that in the Monington Sacred Land of today, only a few dared to disrespect Wilda."She... is very strong!" Remus couldn't help but look at Wilda.He felt great pressure facing Emerson, and yet Wilda was strong enough that she could render Emerson completely helpless.Her cultivation level must be beyond imagination.Emerson clenched his fists, his eyes fierce, yet he dared not speak out. It was not the time to confront her directly. He would wait until he entered the sacred land, followed in the footsteps of the Saint Master in his cultivation, and progressed rapidly. When he became strong enough to reach her level, then he would seek revenge.He gritted his teeth and said, "I will follow the teachings of Master Hewitt!"Wilda did not overl